Chapter 241 Your Master Is Back

"Master, your loyal servant is waiting for your response..."

Lestrange's call was vague and weak, but Sean could still feel the tension and expectation on the other side.

This method of contact requires a rather high price, such as part of the caster's sanity and a large amount of magic power. Even so, there were very few Death Eaters who knew the contact information, probably because Riddle didn't want to be disturbed by the servants all the time.

Sean put one hand behind his head and played with a wand in the other hand. This was not his elm dragon heartstring wand, but another one that Grindelwald threw to him casually.

Thirteen and a half inches, yew wood, and phoenix tail feathers, this powerful wand's brother lies in Sean's bedroom not far away.

It was not surprising that Riddle's wand was in Grindelwald's hands, but when Sean asked the other party whether Riddle was really dead, the other party did not give a clear answer.

But this was what Sean had expected. He had always had a feeling that a genius dark wizard like Riddle, who had studied the soul level for many years, could not die so easily.

Both Dumbledore and Grindelwald mentioned that Riddle's magical talent exceeded many people's imagination, but the former was a sigh and the latter was a sneer.

But one thing that is certain is that Tom Riddle must be in some kind of predicament now, otherwise, he would not fail to contact his most trusted Death Eater, Lestrange.

Either they don’t even have the power to contact, or they are too weak to dare to contact anyone.

And with Grindelwald as his escort, it seems that he can indeed use the Death Eaters to do something...

However, some small changes need to be made first... Sean looked at the Dark Mark on his arm.

He could control which people his mark would only take effect on, but the marks on the current Death Eaters were all planted by Riddle himself. Just because the other party did not accept the servant's contact did not mean that they could not hear the servant's call.

If Sean wants to ensure that his plan goes smoothly and is not eavesdropped by Riddle lurking in the shadows, he needs to make some changes in the Death Eater's Dark Mark.

No matter how powerful Riddle was, Sean, who had absorbed the opponent's soul fragments, had completely mastered the Dark Mark. To give a popular example, the Dark Mark is like a receiver that can only receive signals from the host. When the receiver comes into contact with other signals, the host will receive a notification.

In other words, the Dark Mark does not usually have an eavesdropping function, but when it is triggered, such as when the Dark Mark is used to summon Death Eaters, or when there is some kind of spell that attempts to erase the mark, the host - that is, the seed Those tagged will receive the message. When a Death Eater touched the Dark Mark branded on his arm, Riddle could feel it.

If Sean wants to use the Death Eaters, he must change the frequency pointed at Riddle to his own, otherwise the other party will know when he summons the Death Eaters or uses the Dark Mark to contact him.

He can change it, but he needs to cast the spell himself. This is the problem now.

Using the Dark Mark to contact the Death Eaters will be discovered by Riddle, but there is no way to hack into Riddle's original mark without contacting him.

Sean ignored Lestrange's call and thought about how to solve this problem.

As for how to pretend to be Riddle, he already has a way.

The relationship between Death Eaters and Riddle is not like that between Grindelwald and the saints. Except for a few fanatical believers, most Death Eaters are afraid of Riddle's terror and surrender.

It’s easiest to get involved in a relationship that seems to be in harmony but seems to be distant.

The key now is how to gather the Death Eaters without using the Dark Mark...

A bold plan gradually emerged in Sean's mind.

…

Wiltshire, Malfoy Manor.

Lestrange, who was pale and had bloodshot eyes, was curled up on the velvet sofa. She looked haggard, but there was madness in her eyes.

At this time, Lestrange no longer looked like the cold and arrogant witch she once was. She now looked more and more like the crazy woman in Sean's impression.

"Bella," Lucius Malfoy tightened his grip on the cane, "it turns out that the master is not willing to reply to you."

This sentence seemed to stimulate the other party, and Lestrange stood up suddenly. The weak witch now had a terrifying power: "Lucius, do you think I don't know what you are thinking? "

"You, Avery, McNeil, and those cunning, stupid guys, you gathered together with the gift of the master, and the master only disappeared for a short time, and you actually thought about betraying him?"

Lucius tilted his head slightly and said in a voice with no emotion, "I have never betrayed my master."

"Lie!" Lestrange screamed, "Malfoy, you haven't tried your best to find the master since the day his accident happened. Yesterday, he didn't respond to my call, and you reduced the number of personnel deployed by the Ministry of Magic in the morning. Funds—ha! The Galleons of the Malfoy family are so valuable!"

Lucius's face turned red and white, and he snorted, as if defending and persuading: "The master has not given the order for a long time. I have to wait for him to come back and give further instructions before I can continue."

"Cunning betrayer!"

"you!"

Malfoy's wife, Narcissa Malfoy, stood between them.

She was very good-looking, elegant, tall and slender, and her skin was astonishingly white.

"Bella," Narcissa looked at her sister, "Lucius always likes to think carefully, and the last time we received an order was two years ago - the master is extremely powerful, and he is naturally still alive, but maybe It’s just some small obstacles, he can’t show up yet——”

"Sissy," Bella screamed at her biological sister, "He needs us! He needs loyal servants!"

"I know, of course I know," Narcissa's eyes flashed with impatience, but she still comforted her in a good voice, "Bella, from the time the Death Eaters were established until now, we are all fighting for the same goal - But the time has not yet come, don’t you understand?”

Bella gasped violently, with an expression on her face as if she had swallowed a toad. She stared at her sister and brother-in-law, and then sat back heavily on the sofa.

"The master has been making plans," Lucius spoke again, although the expression on his face was not very good, "We have not been exposed to everyone's sight, so after the master...disappeared, we were not sent to Az Caban! But Dumbledore has become suspicious, and Avery has been called to talk by the minister! What are we going to do now? Search for the master with great fanfare? No! We have to retain our power until the Dark Lord returns. Become a support behind him."

"Ha--you are the one who protects yourself wisely..." Bella mocked, but did not continue to say anything unpleasant.

Regulus, who had been watching all this, stood up: "It seems that we have reached a consensus and wait for the master's return?"

"That's you, I will keep looking for the owner." Bella said.

The remaining three looked at each other and did not continue talking.

When the atmosphere in the mansion was silent, the doorbell rang.

Bella and Regulus did not avoid it. They were related to the Malfoy family and did not have to worry about their relationship being exposed here.

A young house elf appeared in the living room. He lowered his head and said, "Master, there is a strange wizard outside."

"Strange wizard?" Lucius frowned. Although the Malfoy Mansion was not covered by magic, the people who could come here must be people who knew his address.

The house elf lowered his head and said, "The man said that Mrs. Lestrange's loyalty is amazing."

Several people stood up from their seats at once, and Bella's body was trembling slightly.

"Please, please come in." Lucius swallowed.

Soon, they saw the person in the living room. The person was wearing a cloak, and under the hood was a masked face.

"Your Excellency..." Lucius tentatively spoke, but the other party quickly interrupted them.

"Shh, Lucius..." The man in black put his finger to his lips, and then turned his head slightly.

"Regulus Black, Lucius, Narcissa Malfoy, and Bellatrix Lestrange..." He read the names of everyone present, and then made a hoarse sound. Laughter, "Ha, we are all our own people, good news..."

"Who are you?" Regulus frowned.

The man in black snorted coldly, then rolled up his sleeves. On his left forearm, the black mark was prominently visible.

Under the complicated gazes of the others, the man in black quickly put down his clothes and said sarcastically: "Obviously, the master doesn't trust you people very much now - our own people."

"No, no," Bella walked forward quickly, with pleading and expectation in her eyes, "I am still the most loyal servant of the master. Is he, is he okay now?"

The man in black looked at Bella, and his tone slowed down a lot: "Of course, the master is more powerful than you think - Mrs. Lestrange, the master praised you specifically..."

Under Bella's excited eyes, he glanced at the others: "Compared to the cunning Malfoy, Bella's loyalty to me is really touching - that's what he said."

"Master, master—" Bella almost burst into tears.

Lucius trembled uncontrollably, but he was not intimidated: "Sir, prove, how do you prove-"

"Because the master didn't respond to you?" The man in black sneered, "If you weren't still useful, I would have taken your body directly to apologize to the master."

He took out a wand, and the others' eyes widened, and then they all lowered their heads.

That's the master's wand!

Lucius's Adam's apple twitched vigorously: "Then, why doesn't the master use the Dark Mark to contact his loyal servant..."

The man in black let out a dull laugh: "Don't you understand yet? You guys."

Lucius raised his head and asked tentatively in a low voice: "Who is the master?"

"Hmph, your loyalty is questionable!"

"Absolutely not! We are willing to dedicate everything to our master!"

"You need to prove this..." The man in black looked at everyone coldly.

Regulus looked at the other party with his peripheral vision, but could not find any impression about the other party. He considered for a moment and said respectfully: "I wonder what the master has planned?"

"I'm here to convey the master's will," the man in black said, "From today on, don't use the black mark to contact everyone, don't tell them that the master has returned, just say that there is news about the master and everyone needs to gather - How about it, can you do it?”

"Yes." All four of them lowered their heads.

"Very good, you should be able to understand the master's intention," the man in black nodded with satisfaction, "And I came to you first. First, the master was moved by Lestrange's loyalty, and secondly, he also treated several of you. People have certain expectations. Lestrange, have a list of how everyone is going to react."

"Don't let the master down..." With the last words left, the man in black holding the yew wand left the Malfoy mansion.

After that, the four of them raised their heads. Except for the excited and enthusiastic Bella, everyone else looked at each other deeply.

Master...it's time to clean the interior!

Regulus chatted with the Malfoys for a few words and then returned to No. 12 Grimmauld Place. His face was solemn, and his worry lingered.

Returning to his room, he took out a mirror.

"...Yes, he is back."

"The identity of the man in black is unclear, but the wand cannot be fake..."

"...I know, I will contact you..."

Low voices of conversation resounded in the room, and at this moment, the Death Eaters in the UK once again saw their former 'comrades'.

Late at night in Nurmengard Castle, a man in black walked out of a room. He took off his hood and sighed: "Why is it so natural for me to pretend to be a bad guy...and it feels really good to pretend to be a bad guy." ah……"

This person is Sean.

Return to England through the Vanishing Cabinet, and then go to Malfoy Manor - Dumbledore naturally knows the specific location.

Sean, who was pretending to be powerful, approached the Malfoy family. He originally thought that the Malfoy family would be very suspicious, but Riddle's power was beyond imagination. He didn't spend much effort. He just showed Grindelwald's trophies, and the other party obeyed. The ground was fooled.

He also prepared other things...

The reason why Sean pretended to be Riddle's new follower was simple. Riddle wouldn't do such a 'little thing' personally - if he showed up pretending to be Riddle but couldn't use the Dark Mark, then he would just sit over there. Are you waiting for someone to gather all the Death Eaters?

That would lack a sense of mystery and fear, and the longer time passes, the easier it will be for his flaws to be seen. Although most of the Death Eaters are idiots, there are also smart people like Barty Crouch Jr. among them.

Seeing the performance of those people tonight, Sean became more confident in his future plans. The Death Eaters were much more afraid of Riddle than he imagined, which was enough to show how cruel and terrifying Riddle was.

However, this is certainly good news for Sean.

Now just waiting for the agreed date to arrive...

Three days later.

Outside Hogwarts Castle, Grindelwald glanced at the wand in Sean's hand: "A lot of fluorescent spells were used?"

"A little preparation." Sean shrugged.

He didn't look like Riddle, nor did he put on any disguise. Instead, he used his true identity.

"Ha--that's interesting." Grindelwald laughed and teleported away with Sean.

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