Chapter 811 Voldemort: My Method of Resurrection Must Be Wrong!

Peter's shrill cries echoed in the hall.

However, no matter how he defended himself, Voldemort did not waver in the slightest. Instead, he became even more ruthless, almost looking for someone to vent his anger on.

The screams continued like this for more than five minutes, until Peter was almost unconscious from the torture. Voldemort seemed to be tired of it, raised his wand and stopped casting spells.

Looking at Peter lying on the ground, his body still twitching involuntarily, all the Death Eaters in the hall shuddered, fear surged in their hearts, and they all put away the little thoughts that were rising in their hearts. go back.

No matter how desperate the mysterious man is, he is still a vicious and vicious black devil who can easily take their lives.

After venting the anger accumulated in his heart, Voldemort regained his composure and finally answered everyone's questions. "I was not the one who led the attack on the Ministry of Magic to kill Fudge yesterday morning. All of us were fooled!"

What?

Voldemort's words stunned the Death Eaters present. Fenrir lowered his head and glanced at the Daily Prophet on the table. On the cover of the newspaper was Voldemort leading Bella, August and others into the atrium. Photo.

The red eyes, weird snake face, ruthless methods, and incomparable power are all hallmarks of the Dark Lord. Fenrir really can't believe that it's someone else pretending to be him.

Not to mention, Voldemort once said that he would rescue the imprisoned Bella and others on Halloween, so when he received the news this morning, Fenrir had no doubt at all.

Snape understood the meaning of Voldemort's words and immediately made a guess. "Master, are you saying that someone pretended to be you, rescued the Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban in advance, and then took them to attack the Ministry of Magic?"

"But besides the Dark Lord, who can have such a powerful power?" Fenrir was a little puzzled, and then asked cautiously. "Is it Dumbledore who used Polyjuice Potion to take on the appearance of his master?"

Fenrir had just joined the Death Eaters and had limited information. In his impression, the only person who could compete with the Dark Lord was Dumbledore.

Fenrir felt goosebumps rising all over his body when he thought of the famous white wizard in the wizarding world transforming into Voldemort and killing people in the Ministry of Magic.

And if he remembered correctly, polyjuice potion could not be brewed at will, and the hair or body tissue of the transformed object needed to be added.

Fenrir glanced at Voldemort's bald, hairless head and felt that this must not be an easy task.

The eyes of the remaining Death Eaters kept flickering. They knew more than Fenrir, so they quickly thought of the rumor in the wizarding world a few months ago.

In addition to Dumbledore, there was another person in the wizarding world who had power comparable to or even surpassing the Dark Lord. However, looking at Voldemort's increasingly gloomy face, everyone wisely remained silent and did not shout out that taboo name.

Seeing that no one answered for a long time, Fenrir became more and more strange. Just as the atmosphere gradually condensed, Snape suddenly spoke.

"It was Ivan Hals who did it! I think he must have bribed many Aurors to act with him, so that he could conquer the Ministry of Magic so easily."

"As for the polyjuice potion, you may not know that Ivan Hals improved this potion when he was in third grade, so he must have mastered some method of brewing potion that does not require specific body tissues. ." Snape casually made up lies, almost perfectly covering up this embarrassing topic for the Dark Lord.

Looking at Snape who lied for him, Voldemort couldn't help but feel a little moved for a moment. When he was in such a state of despair, Snape was the only one who was still as considerate as before.

This is a truly competent Death Eater!

Voldemort looked at Snape, then at the Death Eaters who had their own agendas, and became more and more disgusted with them.

Under Voldemort's razor-like gaze, Fenrir and others shuddered, and one of the Death Eaters hurriedly said to please them.

"Master, no matter why Ivan Hals attacked the Ministry of Magic, judging from the current situation, they have obviously failed..."

"Failed?" Voldemort sneered, and the suppressed anger rose again, and he spoke word by word. "No, I'm afraid they have succeeded!"

success? Snape thought, could it be that the other party's purpose was to trap and kill all Death Eaters?

No, it can't be that simple. If you want to kill someone, you can do it in Azkaban. There is no need to rush into the Ministry of Magic and add unnecessary risks.

Thinking of this, Snape couldn't help but turn his eyes to the Daily Prophet, and thought of the reports above. When the "Dark Lord" and his men were about to capture the Ministry of Magic, the current Executive Director Pierce, like a savior, suddenly led the Ministry of Magic. A large number of people arrived and rescued more than thirty senior officials of the Ministry of Magic.

According to the statement given by the Daily Prophet, the executive director received a notification from Lucius Malfoy and made full preparations in advance.

But now that I think about it, this thing was really a coincidence, so coincidental that it was like a grand stage play... Someone pretended to be the devil and deliberately created panic and disaster, just to pave the way for the appearance of the brave man in the end...

"Could it be that Pierce is one of theirs? Ivan Hals's purpose is to control the entire Ministry of Magic?" Snape immediately realized this, a chill surged into his heart from the soles of his feet, and he said with a horrified expression.

All this is a trap. No wonder the other party wants to lead people to attack the Ministry of Magic. No wonder Minister Fudge died tragically on the spot, because the other party's original plan was to elect Pierce to power!

"This is the only possibility!"

Voldemort's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, his body faintly exuding frightening pressure, and he was about to explode with anger.

He couldn't accept that seventy-one of his most loyal subordinates were all hooked up with the Ministry of Magic!

Not only that, the other party also took control of the Ministry of Magic and exposed his existence... directly destroying all his previous plans!

According to his expectations, he has no plans to reveal his whereabouts in the near future.

It was precisely because of this that he did not personally commit suicide in Azkaban with great fanfare to rescue Bella and others. Instead, he asked Peter Pettigrew to use Arnie to take advantage of the guard change and when Azkaban's defense was at its most empty. The Magus form sneaks in and then leads people to fight out from inside.

After all this effort, I hope that the Ministry of Magic can attribute this large-scale prison escape to the negligence of the guards and the riot of dementors...

Only in this way can he sit firmly behind the scenes, hide his whereabouts, instigate the Ministry of Magic and Ivan Hals to fight against each other, and reap the benefits.

However, when he woke up this morning, he found that everything had changed. He had been reduced from a conspirator behind the scenes to a mouse hiding underground.

Now that the entire magical world knows of his existence, maybe the Ministry of Magic has sent people to search for him.

Although those Aurors did not pose much of a threat to him, these people were Ivan Hals's spies. If the Aurors discovered their whereabouts when he went out, the other party would definitely kill him immediately.

Voldemort thought about the battle a few months ago, with a hint of fear and confusion in his eyes.

He didn't understand why things suddenly turned out like this.

I have endured humiliation for more than ten years and worked hard to return to the world. I should have made great achievements and dominated the magic world, instead of just shrinking in this room like I am now.

Could it be that there was something wrong with the way he was resurrected and that he was beaten up by a kid because he failed to regain his full strength?

Voldemort thought to himself, but he knew very well in his heart that he would only be stronger now than he was fifteen years ago!