The Death Eaters didn't care about that, they were happy to see others unlucky, as long as it wasn't themselves. It was so happy to see Bellatrix and the Malfoy family humiliated. Bellatrix was so happy that his face was flushed just now, but at the moment, his face was red and white, and it was extremely ugly.

"Master, she is not our niece. "Like Sirius, who was banished from House Black, our sister is a disgrace to the family, having been removed from the family since she married the Mudblood, and we, Narcissa and I, have never looked at her or had anything to do with her. That child, and the animal she married, had nothing to do with us. ”

"What do you say, Draco?" Voldemort asked, his voice soft, but clearly drowned out the screams and mockery, "will you take care of those little wolf cubs, and if I let you go there, will you go?"

Named by Voldemort, Draco Malfoy visibly shuddered.

He subconsciously covered his arm and looked at his father in horror.

His father stared down at his knees, and then he met his mother's gaze.

His mother shook her head almost imperceptibly, then stared blankly at the opposite wall again.

Draco didn't seem to see his mother's response, or didn't understand how to answer, his anxious thoughts blurred for a moment, and he fell back into another terrible memory, and he couldn't help but think of the punishment he had received last summer, because his father had been bad and Voldemort had given the Malfoy family a heavy punishment.

What does Voldemort mean by a werewolf?

Let Draco take care of them?

Since Fenrir Greyback was killed by Evan in the last operation, the werewolf army assembled in the underworld has been in disarray, and the werewolves who should have been the most threatening and combative in Voldemort's dark army are now in disarray, and they are in dire need of ......

No!!!

Either way, Draco didn't want to have anything to do with werewolves anymore.

The hand that held his arm tightened and turned pale, Greyback was dead, and he should be relieved of this terrible threat.

His father said that there would be a way, and everything would be a way......

Because Draco didn't answer Voldemort for a long time, the scene became even more lively.

"That's enough!" Voldemort whispered, playing with his wand, "that's enough." ”

The laughter immediately subsided, and the atmosphere became oppressive again.

"For a long time, many of our oldest families have become a bit sick. He said, Bellatrix holding her breath and staring at him earnestly, "You have to prune the foliage and keep it healthy, don't you? ”

"Yes, master!" Bellatrix whispered, his expression frenzied, and his eyes filled with tears of gratitude, "as long as there is a chance!"

"There will be a chance. Voldemort said, his left arm shaking unnaturally again, "In your family, in the whole world...... We are all going to pluck away the sore that has plagued us, until only the sorcerers of pure blood remain...... We want to build a new order and build a new world......"

Voldemort said as he slowly raised Lucius Malfoy's wand with his right hand, aimed at the slightly rotating human body hanging above the table, and waved it slightly.

The man groaned and woke up, and began to wrestle desperately to break free from the invisible ropes.

"Do you recognize our guest, Severus?" asked Voldemort.

Snape raised his eyes to look at the upside-down face, expressionless.

At this moment, all the Death Eaters looked up at the captured man, as if they had been approved to show their curiosity.

As the woman spun around the fire, she said in a hoarse, frightened voice, "Severus, help me!"

"Oh, I recognize it. Snape said, and the prisoner slowly turned around again.

"What about you, Draco?" asked Voldemort, stroking the serpent's nose with his wandless hand.

Draco shook his head sharply, becoming more frightened.

Now that the woman was awake, he didn't seem to dare to look at her anymore.

"It's not surprising that you probably haven't taken her class. Voldemort said, "Some people may not know her, but let me tell you, here with us tonight is Kereddy Bubbaghi, who has been teaching at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. ”

There was a soft, abrupt sound around the table, and a broad-shouldered, hunchbacked, pointy-toothed woman giggled.

"Yes, Professor Bubbaji teaches wizards' children all sorts about Muggles, telling them that Muggles are not much different from us......"

A Death Eater spat on the ground, and Caredy Bubbaji turned to face Snape again, "Severus, please, please......"

"Quiet. Voldemort said and flicked Malfoy's wand again, and Carreddy fell silent as if gagged, "Not content to corrupt and poison the minds of wizard children, Professor Bubbaji wrote an article in the newspaper last week in which he impassionedly defended the Mudbloods, saying that wizards must tolerate those who steal their knowledge and magic. Professor Bubbaji said that the decline in the number of purebred wizards was a very welcome phenomenon, and she wanted us all to ...... with Muggles There is no doubt that there are werewolves...... Miscegenation ......"

Draco Malfoy shuddered again, he hadn't let go of the hand that was holding his arm, his head was now a mess of werewolves, black shadows that were appearing more and more in the manor mansion, and Voldemort's terrible laughter, all of which finally came together in the same image: Dumbledore was struck by the green light of the Killing Curse and fell from the Astronomy Tower.

It was the root of all nightmares, and if Dumbledore was still alive, he would definitely help him, but now, he was alone, and he knew that his parents would not dare to resist Voldemort at all, and maybe before long, he would be ......

Ignoring Draco Malfoy's thoughts, after Voldemort finished speaking, this time, no one in the common room laughed.

There was no doubt that Voldemort's voice was filled with anger and contempt.

Carreddy Bubbaji turned to face Snape for the third time, tears welling up in her eyes and into her hair, begging silently.

Snape looked at her with a cold expression, and slowly, she turned again.

"Avada asks for his life. ”

A green light lit up every corner of the room, and with a bang, Kerry fell to the table, shaking and crunching.

Several Death Eaters shrank into their chairs in shock, and Draco slid from his seat to the floor, jolting from his memories and being pulled into a harsher reality.

"Good wand!" Voldemort whispered, "this time, we will succeed, and the world and everything above it will be mine." ”