Chapter 1215

"Yes...Burbage taught the children about Muggle knowledge...How Muggles are different from us..."

A Death Eater slammed the table hard, as if he was listening to a funny joke.

Muggles, wizards?

They don't seem to go together.

Charelle Burbage turned her face towards Snape again. She looked very painful. Under Voldemort's spell, few people could hold on without saying anything, even...Dumbledore...

"Severus...Please...Please..." Burbage's face was covered with two long tear marks. She looked extremely painful, and her face was even a little distorted.

"Silence!" said Voldemort, shaking Malfoy's wand again, and suddenly Charelle was speechless as if she was blocked. "Professor Burbage is not satisfied with corrupting children with magical talents. She published an enthusiastic article in the Daily Prophet last week to defend the mudbloods. She said that wizards must accept the knowledge and magic of those thieves. Professor Burbage also believes that the reduction of pure-bloods is desirable... She wants us to find Muggles as partners... Or, of course, werewolves..."

No one laughed this time. Voldemort's voice was full of undoubted anger and contempt.

Disagreement of ideas is intolerable.

It must be admitted that Professor Burbage is a warrior. As a professor at Hogwarts, she has a natural confrontation with Voldemort, and at the critical moment of Dumbledore's death, some people are really needed to cheer people up, even if this choice is not so wise. Professor Burbage is not at Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic is not safe, and she does not even have the ability to protect herself.

Charelle Burbage turned her face to Snape again, and her tears flowed out again, flowing into her hair. When she turned away again, Snape stared at her back indifferently, just like those Muggles walking in the market, it felt like he was carefully selecting lambs and then killing them with one blow.

"So, Severus, do you want to greet our guests in person?" Voldemort asked leisurely, "Or, Draco? You are our hero, of course, I will reward you with your father, but I think this is far from enough, and there is such an interesting thing right now."

"I..." Malfoy raised his head in panic, and his eyes quickly retreated as soon as he made contact with Voldemort.

"Draco..." Narcissa made a quick and inaudible sound of surprise

It seemed that no one heard it, and no one paid attention to Narcissa.

"I... I don't..."

"No what?" Voldemort patted Malfoy's shoulder affectionately.

"It seems that you missed this opportunity, Draco, so I have to rethink what kind of reward to give you."

Draco raised his head in horror. He was frightened by Voldemort. Coincidentally, at the moment when his eyes widened, Malfoy could guarantee that this was definitely a scene he would never forget.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The green light illuminated every corner of the room. Charelle fell down and fell heavily on the table below, which creaked. Several Death Eaters sat back in their chairs, and Draco collapsed on the floor.

"It looks like we can enjoy our dinner, but before that, I think I need someone to deal with the clutter on the table."

"Taffel, you should be good at this, right?"

"Of course, respected Dark Lord!" Taffel stood up a little stiffly, but it can be seen that there is an obvious feeling of disgust in his wine-red pupils.

This Charelle Burbage is not on Taffel's food list.

"As soon as possible!"

"Yes!" Taffel frowned slightly, raised her hand, and several reddish threads shot out from her fingertips and entangled the body of Charelle Burbage.

It was as if she had encountered some strong corrosive substances.

Visible to the naked eye, Charelle Burbage's body quickly aged and melted, and gradually, only a complete skeleton wrapped in skin was left.

"This..."

"Draco..."

Hearing his mother's words, Malfoy tried to control himself from shouting.

"It's a pity that Fenrir Greyback's dog is not here, otherwise, these bones would have a place to deal with."

"Interesting statement." Voldemort said, as if turning on the switch of everyone's smile, everyone began to laugh wildly, except Bellatrix, whose face was not very good.

In any case, **s is her relative, her niece, and now her niece is marrying a werewolf?

This is definitely a shame for the Malfoy family and the Black family.

"So, Fenrir has stayed in Hogwarts forever, right?"

"Yes!" Yaklis said respectfully, "According to the news from the Ministry of Magic, the Alaiac siblings, and the werewolf Fenrir Greyback have died in Hogwarts. Fenrir's body was found at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and the Alaiac siblings were at the school gate. All of this was done by one person, and their heads and bodies were all separated."

"Who did it?"

"Vanlin El, the friend of Harry Potter. It is reported that Vanlin El has taken over the defense of Hogwarts and..."

"And what?"

"The command of the Order of the Phoenix." Yaklis said truthfully, "It is most likely like this."

"The Order of the Phoenix has no one left. Do they need a little kid who is not yet an adult to take over the command of the Order of the Phoenix?" a Death Eater asked.

Voldemort did not speak. Obviously, this was what he wanted to ask.

"Reporting to the Dark Lord, this Vanlin.El is not simple. He can even hurt me and Severus at the same time, and kill the Alai brothers and sisters. This itself is... much stronger than everyone present."

"Then, he must... must have sneaked up!" A thin Death Eater said tremblingly.

Hearing Vanlin's name, Wormtail under the table couldn't help but shudder.

It was this boy who subdued him with a wand and even caught him back.

"Oh, so, besides Harry Potter, we will have another poor obstacle."

"Under your power, I believe that this will not be a problem, Lord Dark Lord..." Taffel smiled sweetly, which made Bellatrix feel uncomfortable all over.

"We can't underestimate any enemy." Voldemort said lightly, "Not to mention that it was chosen by Dumbledore, which makes people more excited, isn't it?" (To be continued)