Harry Potter Blood Hunter - Chapter 767

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Little Batty really successfully completed the lurking task assigned to him by Voldemort.

Even he himself found time to escape successfully and escaped from Hogwarts… Just now he felt that the prohibition on the magical treasure chest that he used to close the real Moody was broken, and the young Barty now knows that his fake actions have been Found.

However, Little Batty, who returned to the secret stronghold, didn’t have the sense of accomplishment he should have at all.

Only restlessness was left.

Looking at the Dark Lord who had made him very enthusiastic before, Little Batty almost didn’t even pretend to be worshipping!

Even when Little Batty was hiding in the shadow of the trees just now, he still wondered if he wanted to come out.

When his name was called by the Dark Lord, he even trembled uncontrollably!

This is very inconsistent with the little Barty himself.

Shouldn’t you be worshipping the Dark Lord? Why do you feel scared and irritable now?

He is at a loss now.

“Because you don’t want to **** with him! You weren’t that kind of person, you were just confused by his power! But you know now that Voldemort is not the most powerful!”

Old Batty’s voice came from his eyeballs, almost directly into his head, making little Batty very annoyed, “Shut up, stop talking! Besides, I will throw you old fellow Up!”

Little Batty has been using such words to threaten the soul of Old Batty these days, because Batty has come out too many times before, so the effect of this threat is completely useless!

But Old Batty may not have been afraid from the beginning.

I don’t know why, in Browder’s calculations, even if the old Barty could temporarily live in his own eyeballs, as he ran out or spoke, his soul would be quickly consumed.

But this situation has been subverted because Barty Little often wears the eyes of Old Barty!

When the eyes of the old Batty are worn by the little Batty, the soul power consumed will be constantly replenished!

And it was not supplemented by the consumption of the soul power of Little Batty, but through the blood relationship, the magical changes of the little Batty.

If Browder knew that Crouch and his son had discovered the transformation between soul power and magic power in the wrong place, he would probably take him away and study it now.

But it was also because he found that wearing eyeballs would keep his father’s soul alive, so Barty never took off his eyeballs.

Little Batty has also become an honest guy!

Suddenly, Little Batty felt the dark mark on his arm suddenly start to heat up.

“Black… Master has begun to summon all Death Eaters with the Dark Mark!” Little Batty sneered, “Just see who can come and dare to come, who can come but dare not come, and who can’t come. If you want to come, no one can come and you don’t want to come…The master can feel all their thoughts and actions.”

Old Batty saw what happened on his son’s arm through his eyes…

What an annoying mark!

…

Browder is now taking time out of his business.

Obviously, he suddenly discovered such a big thing, but no one else found him.

Oh, it’s not right, and it’s not completely missing…

Isn’t Regulus just finding him?

Browder would not ignore the call of the godfather, and hurried to… Malfoy Manor.

Regulus is here now, because Lucius invited him over…

Because the black mark on Lucius’s left arm has been hurting since just now!

The meaning of this sign is very clear… Voldemort is resurrected!

Therefore, Regulus quickly notified Browder to come here.

But when Browder finally came over, things changed again!

“He is calling us!” Lucius pressed his arm, the black formed by the dark mark on it was swimming incessantly, “Voldemort is calling us over! He is alive! He is alive!”

Lucius is very excited now… scaredly excited.

But even so, Browder treated Lucius differently. After all, he was pressing himself now, instead of discarding their previous agreement because of Voldemort’s threat, and once again turned to Voldemort’s command.

“Browder, do you know about Voldemort’s resurrection?” Regulus asked Browder with a grim expression.

Browder nodded naturally, “I know! This time the resurrection is the piece of soul he kept in his pet snake! And compared to before, he is now completely resurrected! Because of the resurrection Because of the material, his current combat effectiveness may even be stronger than in the past peak period.”

Regulus’s expression became even worse, “So what should I do?”

It’s stronger than before, even if it’s not a waste of life!

“Not much!” Browder walked across to Lucius and put his hand on his left arm. “Actually, my power now surpasses Voldemort! He is already the greatest threat to me!”

Browder raised his palm, and the black mark on Lucius’ arm that looked like a tattoo was suddenly sucked out by him, and a green snake was completely formed in his hand, with a mouth that could reach 180 degrees. , I want to bite Browder with fangs.

Browder took out a small crystal ball the size of a table tennis ball and threw the green snake directly into it.

“It’s not just me, Principal Dumbledore has completely crushed Voldemort in the realm…”

This statement surprised both Regulus and Lucius. They no longer doubt the truth or falsehood of what Browder said.

Thus……

“So, then, Browder, you, and Principal Dumbledore, why don’t you go and kill him now?” Regulus asked impatiently.

Regulus and Voldemort have blood feuds, if he is not incapable, then he will run to kill Voldemort himself.

It was for this reason that Browder didn’t tell him about Voldemort for a while.

“Because… I want Voldemort to be an eel!”

Browder explained.

But how could Regulus and Lucius understand this explanation?

“Forget it, then I will use another method to tell you!”

“Now, please see the pattern I have now and keep it firmly in my mind!”

“Because this is the answer!”

Regulus and Lucius looked over and saw a black and gold pattern gradually appearing on Browder’s hand.

In that pattern, a skeleton is holding a child.

…

“How many people will dare to come back boldly when they feel that I am resurrected?”

“How many people would dare not come stupidly?”

Voldemort murmured as he stared at the stars with his shiny red eyes.

Voldemort just summoned all his servants with the dark mark on Peter Pettigrew’s arm.

Now he wants to see how many people will come!

Voldemort began to pace back and forth in front of Peter Pettigrew.

About a minute later, the air was suddenly filled with the rustling of the cloak.

Between the bushes, under the shade of the trees, there are wizards appearing in shadows in every dark place. They all wore hoods and covered their faces. They obviously came together after they got together.

Or they just happened to be together before.

They came one by one… They walked slowly and cautiously, as if they couldn’t believe their eyes.

Voldemort stood there in silence and waited.

A Death Eater quickly rushed out of the hesitating crowd, fell to his knees, climbed up to Voldemort, and kissed the hem of his black robe.

“Master…Master…” he whispered.

The Death Eaters behind him were the same. Everyone knelt and crawled to Voldemort’s side, kissed his robes, then stepped aside, stood up, and silently formed a circle with Voldemort in the middle.

It seems that Voldemort is very good at training his servants!

But there are still some gaps in the circle, as if waiting for others to join.

However, Voldemort didn’t seem to expect anyone to come anymore. He looked around the faces in the hood. Although there was no wind, there seemed to be a slight rustling in the circle, making everyone in the circle shiver together.

“Welcome, Death Eaters,” Voldemort said quietly, “Thirteen years… It’s been thirteen years since our last assembly. But you still responded to my call as yesterday… That is, we still Unite under the Dark Mark! Isn’t it?”

He raised his handsome but hideous face and sniffed like intoxication.

“But I smell guilt,” Voldemort said, “there is a smell of guilt in the air.”

The circle trembled again, it seemed that everyone wanted to step back, but didn’t dare to move.

“I saw you, healthy, healthy, and magical as before, arriving so quickly! I asked myself…Why don’t these wizards come to help their masters, help them who sworn allegiance to forever?”

No one spoke, no one dared to move.

“I answered myself,” Voldemort continued to speak softly, “They must believe that I can’t do it anymore, thinking I’m dead.”

“So they slipped back to my enemies and said they were innocent, unaware, and under my control…”

“I asked myself again, but why do they believe that I won’t make a comeback? Didn’t they know that I took measures to prevent death long ago? They didn’t witness me countless times when I was stronger than any wizard. To prove that you have boundless mana?”

“I replied to myself, maybe they believe there is a stronger force that can defeat Voldemort… maybe they are now loyal to others… maybe it is the protector of the mudblood and Muggles, Albus Dumbledore?”

Hearing Dumbledore’s name, the members of the circle became agitated. Some people muttered and shook their heads.

Voldemort ignored it.

“It disappoints me… although I admit I am already disappointed…”

The word “disappointment” directly broke the psychological defense of some people.

A person in the circle suddenly fell to the ground. He crawled under Voldemort’s feet again, trembling from head to toe, and screamed, “Master, forgive me! Forgive us!”

Voldemort sneered, and raised his wand, “heart-cut!”

The Death Eater who fell to the ground twisted and screamed in pain.

Voldemort raised his wand. The tortured Death Eater lay flat on the ground, panting.

“Get up, Avery,” Voldemort said softly, “stand up. You beg me for forgiveness? I will not forgive. I will not forget. The long thirteen years…I want you to pay off your 13-year debt. Then I will forgive you.”

Voldemort continued to turn to the others.

“McNeill, my loyal friend,” Voldemort paused in front of the man and whispered, “I heard that you are now leading others to carry out what we did in the past? Don’t let others forget us? “

“Yes, Master, I have been trying my best to promote your glory,” the Death Eater’s voice quickly came from under the hood, “As long as there is news from you, I will…”

“But, when another Death Eater released the Dark Mark last summer, you didn’t gather around him.” Voldemort said lazily, “Yes, I know that you disappoint me… I hope you will serve me more faithfully in the future.”

“Of course, master, of course… you are generous, thank you…”

Voldemort took two steps, stopped, and looked at the gap between McNeill and the person next to him—the gap was enough for three people.

“Malfoy…stupid guy.” Voldemort said nothing more, and took another step.

Many people in the circle are very disappointed…

Going to the next position, Voldemort did not stop, and said, “Unfortunately Bellatrix, she was killed by her own child, otherwise she will continue to contribute to me.”

Every Death Eater trembled when they heard this… They all thought of the young but powerful wizard.

perhaps……

“The Lestrange brothers should be standing here~www.mtlnovel.com~ Voldemort continued to speak softly, “but they are now buried alive in Azkaban. They are loyal. They would rather enter Azkaban than betray me… When Azkaban is breached, the Lestrange brothers will get rewards they can’t dream of. “

And the two brothers can help him deal with one person!

Voldemort continued walking, passing by Death Eaters.

Crabbe, Gore, Norte…

Everyone is a well-known pure blood wizard.

Voldemort walked to the biggest gap and looked lightly with his hollow, red eyes, as if he could see someone standing there.

“One is too timid, and we have leaked our information during the trial and dare not come back… He must pay the price.”

“This one is also a betrayer, he is even earlier than the last one, of course he will be killed. Double agent? Tsk tusk…”

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