Chapter 404 The Truth of Thirteen Years Ago, Dumbledore's Protection

"Get up, Lucius." Voldemort said expressionlessly, "Since you are still loyal, I will not blame you for the time being. I hope you can continue to serve me well in the future."

"Of course, Master, thank you for your magnanimity." Lucius said.

Voldemort looked at the others and said coldly: "Thirteen years, a long thirteen years.

I want you to pay off your debts for thirteen years before I forgive you."

"Master." Pettigrew Peter raised his left hand weakly, "I'm back."

"You did pay off some debts." Voldemort said indifferently, "But not because of loyalty, but because of fear. You are afraid that your old friends will settle accounts with you."

Pettigrew curled up his body, covering his right hand with fear and trembling.

"But you still came in handy, especially in the past few months, Wormtail.

Voldemort will not mistreat those who have helped him." Voldemort used his wand to pass Pettigrew Peter's broken hand, and a glittering silver palm seamlessly connected with his broken arm.

Pettigrew no longer felt pain. He tried to shake the silver hand. The feeling of blood connection made his breathing heavier. "Master, thank you, Master."

"I hope you will not waver in your loyalty to me, Wormtail."

"No, Master, absolutely not."

"The Lestranges should be here. They are loyal and would rather be imprisoned in Azkaban than betray me.

When Azkaban is breached, they will get rewards they never dreamed of. Dementors are our natural allies. We will recall the expelled giants, I will find all my loyal servants, and regain a group of magical animals that everyone fears...

Lucius, I believe you are still willing to take the lead in torturing Muggles... McNeill, you are eliminating dangerous beasts for the Ministry of Magic, won't there be better things for you to eliminate... Crabbe, Goyle..."

Voldemort painted a pie for his Death Eaters like a capitalist. He made a clear division of power and gave them conditions that they desired but could not meet now.

However, the Death Eaters believed it firmly, because they had similar power more than a decade ago.

Harry and his companions were terrified.

When the Dark Lord's power covered the wizarding world, they were still children of a few years old and knew nothing about it.

When they grew up, they had no interest in understanding it, nor did they have the opportunity to understand it, because everyone around them was very secretive about it.

"No wonder my father said that it was the darkest moment in the wizarding world." Cedric said desperately, "But we may not have the chance to see it."

"It seems that the wizarding world is going to fall into chaos again." Aaron sighed, "But it has nothing to do with me. No matter how chaotic the world is, Gaius can still stay out of it."

The four looked at Aaron together, not understanding where he got the confidence to say such a thing.

"There are still a few people who haven't come here." Voldemort shook his head and said, "Three died for me, one didn't have the courage to come back, he will pay the price, and the other I think left me forever, he will be executed.

But I am relieved that my most loyal servant is still here, right Crouch?"

The fake Moody walked in front of everyone with a proud face, and the effect of the polyjuice potion was just in time.

His body shape began to change dramatically, the scar on his face disappeared, his hair turned light yellow, the prosthesis was squeezed out by the real leg, and a real eye replaced the magic eyeball that was spinning around.

Barty Crouch Jr. appeared in everyone's sight. He glanced at the other Death Eaters with disdain and ridicule in his eyes.

After all, his achievements are here. He is definitely the biggest contributor to the resurrection of the Dark Lord.

"At Hogwarts, my loyal servant brought a little friend here with his efforts." Voldemort looked at the bound Harry Potter and said sarcastically, "Harry Potter, I heard that he is as famous as me.

But what makes me more excited is that he also brought another guest, Aaron Gaius."

"Hello." Aaron raised his hand awkwardly, then looked at Voldemort, "Can I untie the three of them? They don't have to be on guard against us now!"

"Whatever."

"And our wands."

Voldemort winked at little Barty, who immediately returned the four wands.

Aaron untied the ropes of the three people and handed the wands to them one by one.

"So easy to return to us?" Fleur was a little embarrassed.

"He was very weak just now, and a little accident could have interrupted his resurrection ceremony, but now he is crushing us like crushing an ant, there is no need to be on guard at all." Aaron said seriously, "The wand can only give you a little unrealistic sense of security, but our situation has not changed at all."

"What about Harry?" Cedric asked in a low voice.

"Brother, can you be a little more sensible?

Do you think you guys can compete with Harry Potter?"

Aaron was speechless. Voldemort obviously wanted to use Harry Potter as a scapegoat to announce his return in a high-profile manner.

You are a prisoner, and you ask others to release your enemy. What's the difference between that and courting death?

"You know the times, that's what I admire most about you." Voldemort praised, "If they make this request to me, I will kill them without hesitation.

An ordinary Hufflepuff, a big fool from Durmstrang, and a vase from Beauxbatons are of no value to me."

The three of them were very angry when they heard this, but they were speechless. They didn't know what to say even if they had the courage to refute.

They were just the pride of the magic school, while the other party was the notorious Dark Lord. They were not at the same level at all.

"The Boy Who Lived." Voldemort walked up to Harry Potter, "Your legend is made up of lies. Do you want me to tell you the truth about that night thirteen years ago? Do you want me to tell you what made me lose my magic?"

"Want to tell?"

Voldemort turned and looked at the Death Eaters, decided to satisfy their curiosity, and also made a reasonable explanation for his failure thirteen years ago.

"Because of love, when the lovely Lily Potter gave her life to save her only son, she also gave him the utmost protection.

That is an ancient magic that I should have remembered, but I foolishly ignored."

"Blood Protection Charm." Aaron murmured, "Harry is lucky. He is willing to sacrifice his life for his beloved blood relatives. This is the most touching power in human history."

"That's right. The spell rebounded my death curse to me, but... do you know why they are called Death Eaters?" Voldemort asked meaningfully, "Conquering death, I have gone further on the road of immortality than anyone else.

I just encountered a small test. Although it took a little longer, I passed it without a doubt."

Aaron:......

This is the first time I have seen someone talk about fear of death so refreshingly.

"After 13 years of struggling to survive, when I no longer even imagined that my loyal Death Eaters would come to find me, Wormtail found me.

Because he was afraid that his former friends would cause trouble for him, he needed a backer.

Fate favored Voldemort. He unexpectedly met a witch from the Ministry of Magic, Bertha Jorkins, and subdued her unexpectedly.

We got very useful information, the Triwizard Tournament, and the news of a loyal servant."

"Then you controlled Crouch, rescued Barty the Younger, and then joined forces to subdue Alastor Moody, using his hair to continuously make Polyjuice Potion, so that Barty the Younger Crouch could enter Hogwarts and put his name into the Triwizard Tournament. The trophy of the Domination Tournament. Aaron thought, "As for the purpose, it should be Harry's blood!"

"This is an ancient black magic." Voldemort laughed and explained, "The servant's flesh is ready, the father's bones chose this place, the enemy's blood... There are too many choices, but only Harry Potter's blood is the most suitable, because it can break the magic left by his mother on him."

"There is a small problem. If you just want Harry's blood, there is no need to spend so much effort, right?" Aaron asked puzzledly. Harry Potter is the most troublesome person in the whole Hogwarts. He has been injured countless times in the past few years. It seems that it is not easy to get his blood.

"Because he is so well protected, he doesn't even know it.

Dumbledore made too many arrangements for him, and that Muggle family is a torture for him, but he doesn't know that as long as his relatives are there, even I can't touch him.

And what about Hogwarts? I can't hurt him under Dumbledore's nose.

But if he leaves these two places, he will be with that wizard family who likes Muggles from morning to night.

It's hard to be alone, and the Ministry of Magic will search for him with all its strength."

Hearing this, Aaron secretly smacked his lips, and inexplicably sympathized with Voldemort for a second in his heart.

At the same time, he also thought of his bodyguard team, who seemed to be diligent and hardworking, protecting him in the dark for more than ten years.

But they would fail at critical moments. For example, now, his distress signal has been sent out for more than ten minutes, and no one has come, not one.

"But it doesn't matter. Now the situation has changed." Voldemort suddenly raised his arm, and his pale and slender fingers pressed the scar on Harry's forehead, "I can touch you now."

Harry felt a sharp pain in his head, but he couldn't even struggle because he was tied to the statue.

"Crucio!"

Ah!

The severe pain came again, and Harry kept twitching, and his eyes rolled back in pain.

He felt like his heart was being eaten by insects, and all the bones in his body were being cut by knives.

The painful torture made him live a life worse than death, and even coma seemed to be a luxury.

Cedric couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to raise his wand to stop Voldemort, but Aaron got there first.

A blue light hit Voldemort directly, but it was blocked by Barty Jr. before it got close, but Voldemort also interrupted his torture of Harry because of this episode.