Inside a gloomy hut, dozens of hooded wizards and wizards have gathered......

And surrounded by them, there were two people-

"Lord Dark Lord...... Please punish me!" said Joseph Yaxley, with a look of fear on his face, whispering in his hoarse voice.

His face was a little distorted from fear.

Falling to his knees, Yaxley reverently confessed, "I'm sorry, Lord Dark Lord...... I didn't know it would turn out like this, that damn Greengrass, she must have deceived us...... She'd been close to Dumbledore before......"

Voldemort didn't make a sound, he just stood there silently, leaving a mysterious back to Yaxley.

Many of the Death Eaters around couldn't help but shiver......

Most of the Death Eaters had followed the Dark Lord for years, and they knew very well what the Dark Lord was doing -

Committing such a mistake led the Dark Lord into the trap of Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix, and in the end, he still failed to catch the boy and did not accomplish his goal...... In the eyes of the Death Eaters, Yaxley was already a dead man.

"Wormtail!" Voldemort said suddenly.

"I'm here, master......" A short, bald man with gray hair ran up to Voldemort and handed his master a delicate jar.

Voldemort drank the liquid from the jar before turning around.

Yaxley's face was almost touching the cold floor, and the rest of the Death Eaters were too frightened to get angry.

"No, Joseph!" To their surprise, the Dark Lord's voice was unusually gentle: "You didn't make any mistakes, why should I punish you?"

There was no sarcasm in his voice, but rather a hint of concern.

"Master......" Yaxley was stunned, he had never expected the Dark Lord to speak so well.

"Even if there is a mistake, it has nothing to do with you...... I believe you!" The Dark Lord's voice was unusually calm, but with a faint sense of terror: "Greengrass can't have deceived me, if she wants her daughter's life......"

After a pause, the Dark Lord continued, "But there's no doubt that the boy and Dumbledore knew about our plans, at least some of them, so they prepared them beforehand......"

Voldemort paused, and then his scarlet eyes began to look at every pair of eyes in the room.

All the Death Eaters, like Yaxley, bowed their heads.

"So, all of you here, all of you who knew about the plan beforehand...... It could be the one who delivered the message to Dumbledore!" Voldemort said coldly, "Except, of course, Wormtail...... Because he doesn't know our plans!"

"Hahaha!" Voldemort thought he had told a joke and started laughing.

No one else dared to laugh at him...... Including the main character of the joke, Peter Pediroux.

"Of course, it's just a joke......" Voldemort continued, still smiling on his face, "Maybe it was the stupid woman Greengrass who revealed it to Dumbledore, as Yaxley said......"

"But I know ......very well," the Dark Lord's style changed suddenly, "You're standing here, you're on my side...... But you don't necessarily believe I'm going to win, and a lot of you are preparing for yourself, aren't you?"

"Lord Dark Lord, I will always remain loyal to you!" Joseph Yaxley quickly argued.

At the same time, there was a lot of echoing.

"Loyalty...... "You may think that Dumbledore has the upper hand now, but Dumbledore is old, and he doesn't have much time to live...... We just have to wait quietly ......"

"The host...... You mean, under your arrangement, Dumbledore will die?" asked Death Eater Pierce Sinkenis with a look of surprise.

"I didn't promise you anything, Pierce. Voldemort smiled grimly, "All I can promise you is that if you are fully loyal to me and not betray me, you will win the highest reward in the near future!"

......

After a brief speech, the Death Eaters' declining momentum seemed to be greatly encouraged, and their faces were flushed.

They also started to discuss some "business" -

"Master, about those hostages......" Wormtail asked in a whisper.

The "encounter" on the West Coast, they did not gain nothing...... More than a dozen employees of the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control of the Ministry of Magic were captured by the Death Eaters and captured in their lair.

The Dark Lord's purpose was to capture one of the boys who had hidden his identity...... According to the confessions of those Ministry of Magic employees, one of them was missing, and I am afraid it was the boy!

Although the set goal was not achieved, the rest of the Ministry of Magic employees were still in the hands of the Death Eaters.

"Hostage?" Voldemort frowned, seeming lost in thought.

"Do you need me to help you, Lord Dark Lord...... Kill those pure-blood traitors and mudbloods, and maybe your hands will be dirty!" Yaxley hurriedly said attentively.

"No!" Voldemort shook his head meaningfully, "They are our hostages, how can it be so easy to kill them...... You know, we also have a lot of hostages, and now in the hands of the Ministry of Magic. ”

"What do you mean...... Hostage exchange with the Ministry of Magic?" Yaxley suddenly grimaced: "This can be difficult, the current leader of the Aurors is Rufus Scrimgeur, you should know him...... He's stupid, but he's incredibly stubborn in our problems......"

"I didn't say I'm going to send someone to Scrimgeour. Voldemort sneered.

"Are you looking for Amelia Bones?" added Yaxley, "the new female minister, whose dead brother was once Albus Dumbledore's most trusted confidant, and who has at least ten members of her family who have dedicated their lives to our cause...... I don't think she'll compromise ......"

"No, you do what I command, Yaxley!" Voldemort said calmly, "Take a few pictures of those hostages, take a picture of their fearful expressions, and send them to the Daily Prophet, and that's it......"

Yaxley looked a little surprised.

"Hurry up and do it!" Voldemort commanded in a low voice.