Chapter 1145 ?
"Master! The Elder Wand was taken by Gellert Grindelwald, and it's not in Gregorovitch's hands..." These trembling subordinates almost knelt on the ground after speaking, waiting for the Dark Lord He lost his temper, but Voldemort didn't speak. One of the bolder ones quietly raised his eyes and took a peek. Voldemort immediately lowered his head as if he was electrocuted. His voice was trembling and he didn't dare to delay and continued: "Grindelwald is being imprisoned in Nurmengard. ...but he probably doesn't have a wand in his hand..."
His sharp eyes swept across the trembling Death Eaters, and Voldemort asked loudly across the table, Vecna's eyes turned sideways strangely, "How is it, Yaxley? I'll be here until next Wednesday." Can you know the specific situation of Nurmengard?"
Lucius Malfoy narrowed his eyes, and his eyes fell on Yaxley, who puffed out his chest, his cold pale gray eyes drooping without any emotion.
"Master, I must find out the situation." Yaxley said, he also glanced at Lucius, as if determined to get some rewards to increase his status before the Dark Lord, "We are confident in this regard, Nurmengard may not be more terrifying than Azkaban."
The Death Eaters bowed their heads and waited for Voldemort's order.
"Besides, wealth should no longer be dusted in warehouses..." Voldemort turned his gaze to the slowly rotating crystal chandelier above his head, "Lucius, Bella, give me a plan for tomorrow."
Lucius responded quickly: "Yes, master... I will..."
"Think about what you can do for your master?" Bellatrix screamed. As the mother of the Dark Lord's daughter, she had the capital to order those dark wizards to serve her.
For a while, no one spoke, no one dared to move, only the crystal chandelier on the ceiling was still spinning tirelessly, and there seemed to be some rain from outside the window, but the Dark Lord didn't respond to Bella's question, which made him The Death Eaters had the courage to speak.
"Those centaurs are nothing, but apart from those dangerous undead, Harris has domesticated many giants as armed forces... There is also a new dragon farm on the floating city, and that Lun Harris can also transform into a poison Leopard..." Labastan Lestrange pleaded gruffly, "Bella, we need more magical creatures, and more infernal corpses as cannon fodder to hinder them...We need to rebuild a real base .”
"Floating Void City, those magic ships, and fire dragons..." Ever since his elder brother Amycus Carlo died in the Burrow and was turned into a blood eagle, Alecto Carlo became haggard and gloomy, and his hatred accumulated into obsession And tyranny, gnawing at her heart from time to time, "If they turn on anti-apparition, we need flying vehicles to send us up if we want to attack, broomsticks, flying cars, flying carpets, whatever it is."
"Master, instead of letting these wastes continue to stay silent here and delay more things, we should indeed let them all take action." Lucius lowered his head to ask for instructions, with long platinum hair hanging behind him, and the light of the chandelier shone on his hair , glowing, "We still need more money..."
"I remember...Harris seems to be the first to declare asylum in France?" Voldemort waved his pale and slender fingers in the air, stood up and walked back.
"Master! I'm going to watch these idiots before they mess up again." Bellatrix licked her thin lips, seeing that Voldemort didn't object to her but actually wanted to relax the act of killing, she jumped up and down. He jumped and pulled Rabastan and a few familiar Death Eaters out the door.
Figures disappeared into the void, Voldemort's boots rang in the marble-lined room,
Nagini meandered and crawled beside him. In the manor that had become silent again, the baby girl in the previous room heard the sound, and the cry came again, accompanied by some low, trembling cries.
The magic robes on Voldemort's body rolled, and he turned back after walking past the baby's room. The sound became louder as he got closer.
Walking into the room, feeling the violent and restless magic coming from the direction of the crib, Voldemort's pale face looked at the baby girl, the baby girl had been suspended above the crib, she kept kicking her little fat legs, holding on to the crib The edges let themselves go without floating.
A small black bird with a sad expression and a shiny green body looks a bit like a malnourished vulture. It flew in at some point and landed on a bed bell directly above the crib.
"Showing talent at such a young age..." Voldemort raised his hairless skin where the eyebrows used to be: "It comes from my talent... Is it because I want to catch that... auspicious bird?"
Voldemort recognized the bird, already frozen with terror by his menacing aura.
This magical animal is native to Great Britain and Ireland, but sometimes it can also be seen in some parts of Europe. It should be very shy, build nests among thorns, eat large insects and fairies, and only come out to fly when it rains. It usually hides in its pear-shaped nest.
Wizards avoid the Booby's nest because they are afraid of hearing the heart-breaking sound, and it is believed that many wizards who pass through the bushes and hear the Booby's cry, even though they do not see it, have committed a heart attack. Disease, however, through the study of patients, it was finally shown that the auspicious bird only crows when the heavy rain comes. Since then, the Bu bird has been a smash hit as a family weather forecaster, but many people later found that its almost non-stop howling in winter is unbearable. And the feathers of the divination bird cannot be used as a quill, because they repel ink. Today, similar to the raven, this ugly bird, also known as the Irish phoenix, is still regarded as an ominous symbol by many superstitious wizards. Its appearance often brings some unfortunate events to the wizard who hears its cry, and makes people suffer.
"Oh, it seems that this little monster, Delphi, can't hold on any longer." Voldemort refocused his gaze on the baby. At this moment, Delphi's hand, which had no grip, could hardly hold on anymore, and his whole body was looking towards the ceiling. The direction shrugged.
The big snake Nagini jumped up, straightened up and jumped towards the crib, and directly circled itself into a ball, trying to use itself as a pad to catch the baby.
Later, Voldemort's daughter Delphine flew into the sky due to the magic riot. She was so frightened that she cried louder, her little hands scratching in the air, and her whole body began to slam into the air like a bouncy ball—— But she was unharmed so far, as an invisible force bounced her back before her body actually touched another surface.
Nagini seemed to be a little bit crazy. It spat out snake letters, constantly trying to adjust its orientation and trying to grab her with its teeth while the other party was bouncing down, but all ended in failure.
It went on like this for a short while, as if a pair of invisible hands supported the baby, and then carried it back firmly to the crib, and the guardrail of the crib was also transformed into a prison, completely trapping Delphi. It was in the crib, and the little bu bird was trapped in a cage turned into a birdcage by the bed bell under its feet.
Nagini poked his head out, climbed higher and higher, and saw the baby girl lying back in the crib safe and sound. It turned its snake face to Voldemort, just looking at his still arm.
"What?" Voldemort asked back without emotion, then turned around and was about to walk out of the baby room, but just after Nagini deflated his snake mouth and followed out of the room in a very humane way, a burst of flame light appeared out of nowhere Lights up the faces of Voldemort and the Serpent.