Chapter 1008??Watermelon (Sincerely Thanks for the Cool Watermelon)

The Albanian deep forest is very hot in the summer afternoon, there is no wind at all, and the sun rushes into the deep forest like a sharp sword. Fortunately, there are still dense leaves to cover the fire-like sunlight. But even so, entering the depths of this dense forest is like entering a steaming sauna, making it difficult to breathe.

Accompanied by the black mist that appeared out of thin air, a loud bang broke the silence of the deep forest, and the door leading to the underground grotto in Albania seemed to be pushed open by an invisible hand. Snape, who was wearing a greasy hair, rolled along his black robe. Follow the stone steps and go down into the underground grotto.

This place seems to form two different spaces from the ground. Compared with the scorching heat of the ground, the cellar that has been enchanted with constant temperature magic is very cool.

Snape frowned, his eyes were gloomy, and he strode toward the interior of the grotto with more eager strides than usual, his long cloak flapping his ankles, he turned around a long corridor, and walked up into the The Stone Hall where the Dark Lord stayed most often.

In the stone hall, the sound of Snape's hurried footsteps broke the almost stagnant atmosphere in the hall, and all the Death Eaters turned their attention to the wizard who appeared at the door and walked in quickly.

At this time, after a long period of construction, this secret base underground in Albania has been more and more well-arranged, and there is a long table in the middle of the stone hall—it seems that Lucius Malfoy took the place in his home. The long dining table was moved here, and the high backs of the chairs were neatly arranged on both sides of the long table. Death Eaters were sitting on it, and some Death Eaters stood side by side. (Author's Note: Lao Fu's tradition of using the dining table as a card surface in a meeting can't be lost.)

A delirious human body hangs head down above the middle of the table, as if suspended by an invisible rope. This is a man with thick brown short curly hair, and his mouth is wide open. His lips were trembling, and the muscles on his face were twisted due to the pain. On his bare chest, streaks of whipped blood condensed into hard lumps, and his whole body twisted weirdly, obviously suffering from a lot of torture.

Hearing the movement from the door, the man forced his left eye to open a slit through his efforts. His eyelids kept shaking, and his slightly opened eyes seemed to be closed at any time, but he fainted before he could see clearly. Dead——Snapleen squinted his eyes and looked at the tortured wizard when he entered, and found that he didn't know him and continued to approach calmly.

"Severus, I'm still worried if you've lost your way." Stone Hall remembered a high-pitched, clear voice, and Voldemort, who was sitting alone on the top seat, turned slightly sideways, turned his head and looked towards the entrance with a smile said Snape.

"Master, I have something important to report to you." Snape's voice had been cold and mean for a long time, but there was a hint of anxiety that was not there in the past.

"Severus, sit down first, we have reserved a seat for you." Voldemort pointed to the seat next to his right, "Sit here, it seems that you have brought us good news? "

The eyes of most of the Death Eaters at the table followed Snape, and as soon as he sat down at the appointed place, he said, "Master, the Order of the Phoenix intends to move Harry Potter out of his current safe place today. , it will be around eight o'clock tonight."

The Death Eaters were in a state of agitation, and all eyes turned to the Dark Lord.

"Tonight...tonight, that's really good news." Voldemort glanced at the corner of the magic pendulum clock, his lipless mouth twisted into a weird smile, and he used his hands to reveal the cut plate in front of him when he got the clear news. The blood-red watermelon took a piece of watermelon and handed it to Snape, "Some? Severus, so we still have a little time to prepare..."

Snape was a little surprised and wrinkled his hooked nose,

But he still accepted it obediently.

"Bella and Narcissa have very picky mouths. There is one called... I think about how his name is pronounced, KAJI? He seems to have graduated from a magic institute, and he is much better in the field of herbal medicine than he is in the field of black magic. He used the blood of the previous Muggles at the exit upstairs, and we didn't expect that we tasted it and thought it was very good..." Lucius Malfoy pointed behind the core members who could have seats , in the circle of wizards who could only stand, there was an Asian wizard with a beard and black ponytail. The expression on his handsome face indicated that his attitude seemed to be relatively frivolous.

"What I heard is different, my master." Yax interrupted the rare relaxed atmosphere here with a hoarse voice. His hands were crossed on the table, and all his blond hair was combed back, revealing His forehead wrinkled in layers.

Snape squinted at the gloomy and slightly brutal wizard in front of him, which didn't match his gorgeous silver silk robes.

"Sorry Severus, I didn't target you..." Seeing that Voldemort hadn't spoken, Yaxley continued triumphantly, "The Carrow brothers and sisters detected the news, Dawlish... that Auror and a member of the Order of the Phoenix were killed." We did Legilimency, and Dumbledore told him himself that Potter will not leave until the thirtieth of this month, and when he passes his seventeenth birthday, they will make full use of the protective spell... so I guess today It's a trap..."

"Idiot!" A baby-like scream sounded, and the crazy light shone in Bellatrix's eyes. She raised her arm high, and drew a few circles with the tip of her wand, and immediately a rope suddenly appeared out of thin air. , quickly wrapped around Yaxley's neck, "Do you dare to use your own speculation to make the master take risks?!"

Immediately, Bellatrix's wand turned into a long whip and swung it towards Yaxley with a "snap", wrapping around Yaxley's neck directly. Bellatrix pulled hard, and Yaxley's neck was swollen purple, his eyes were round, and his body was suddenly pulled forward and hit the table.

The sudden attack surprised Yaxley, but he was so entangled in the rope that his neck was so high that he couldn't speak. He could only use his hands to pull the tighter rope—although he didn't understand how he could He provoked this female devil, but knowing her position in the master's mind, and her bulging belly made him not dare to fight back with a wand.

Ignoring Bella's behavior, Voldemort's cold voice seemed to come from a crack in his mouth, which sounded creepy: "Where are they taking that kid?"

"It may be the home of a member of the Order of the Phoenix. I heard that the most comprehensive protective measures have been taken. Dumbledore will individually tell the news to the member of the Order of the Phoenix in charge of Potter and personally participate in the subsequent escort work. Once he arrives there , it will be very difficult to attack him..." Snape hesitated for a moment, but finished the next sentence, "They seem to think that if they can survive until the start of school and wait for Potter to re-enter Hogwarts, they will be safe..."

"Hmph! Do they think I'm afraid to go to Hogwarts?" Voldemort looked furious, "If that boy named Alan wasn't so insidious and dishonorable, I would have killed him last year! He hit But I!"

"Of course! My master! But I voluntarily perform the task now, I want to kill that kid!" Bellatrix, who was sitting next to Narcissa with an excited voice, volunteered, she retracted the long whip in her hand , turned back into a wand, and leaned towards Voldemort, as if words could not express her desire to serve.

Immediately, Alex's violent cough sounded in the room of the Stone Hall, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Yaxley coughed a few times indistinctly. Leaned to the outside, and even mistakenly thought that the silent master would let Bella kill him-he realized his mistake, and he was a little lucky-if the Dark Lord really listened to his information and did not go, but Harry really shifted again today, so there is no doubt that his punishment will not be as easy as it is now.

Narcissa glanced at her sister Bella and didn't persuade her. She knew that Bella didn't explain why. She didn't want the mysterious person to risk going to Hogwarts, because there were not only Ellen and the Ministry of Magic, but also a founder.

"Your attitude is commendable, and your performance is exciting, but..." Although Voldemort's voice still seemed so cold, it was no longer so high-pitched, and it was slightly lowered, "It must be me who killed Harry Potter, it must be me. Kill him with my own hands..."

Bellatrix lowered her head in disappointment, like a frustrated cat bowing its upper body and shrinking back, but even so, the huge belly was still hard to hide, reflected in Voldemort's vertical pupils.

"Bella, you should bring a small group of people here to guard the base on this mission." Voldemort raised a big pale hand and made an irrefutable decision, then turned his own red eyes to Lu Xiu S: "...So, dear Lucius, tell me, tell your master, what has happened to their attitude about your actions on the English side?"

"Master, many purebloods have made it clear that they want to cooperate with us, and under Harris' exclusion, some families that were neutral in the first war also verbally maintained contact with us." Lu Xiu Stein touched the snake head sculpture he added on the back of his elm dragon heart tendon wand, seeing that the Dark Lord did not look back, he thought for a while and quickly added, "If we want to act, they promise not to interfere We even have some families that are happy to provide some temporary safe houses as our staging points."

"You're doing well." Voldemort took a piece of watermelon himself, and then turned his gaze to Bellatrix's sister, who had been silent all this time. "Narcissa, you stay here, too."

Narcissa quickly put away the haughty expression that made Harry feel like she had a lump of dung under her nose, and nodded respectfully, "Yes! Master."

Lucius' eyes were properly filled with gratitude, and he bowed his head respectfully. He knew very well in his heart that this was a reward given by the Dark Lord in disguise to contact the pure-blood families during this period of time—their upcoming action would go to The United Kingdom, where the Harris Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix are stationed, would be quite risky to kill Harry Potter right under their noses.

Although Lucius has already made up his mind to send the news to Allen when he finds an opportunity, after all, the curse has no eyes, and if there is a scuffle at that time, there will inevitably be the possibility of a middle-level curse, so Lucius thinks that it will make his wife feel better. Taking risks is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Then, our next action is to..."

"Ugh..."

Voldemort squinted his eyes impatiently and looked up. The male wizard who was hanging upside down above the long table in the room woke up with a groan. feel better...