What made Evan curious was what the agreement between Voldemort and the other party was. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Keresis disappeared with Cedric and never showed up again, it's abnormal, could it have something to do with it?!

Vampire attitudes matter, and the Slytherin family hides many secrets that have been passed down for thousands of years.

Clues from the evil gods, Salazar Slytherin's wand, secret treasure keys he left behind, and more......

Keresis had a pact with Voldemort, and now that he has returned from resurrection, it's time to fulfill that pact!

But no matter how you look at it, Voldemort doesn't look like he keeps his promises.

Voldemort continued forward, stopping in front of a man.

"Lucius, my cunning friend!" he whispered, "I hear that you have not renounced your past behavior, and that despite your sanctimonious face in front of the world, I believe you are still willing to take the lead in torturing Muggles, right?"

"Yes, my dear master......" Lucius Malfoy's voice quickly came from under the hood.

"You've always been very good at having fun. But you never went looking for me, Lucius, wouldn't it be better if you spent your energy on finding and helping your master?" Voldemort asked softly.

"Master, I have been very careful!" Lucius replied in a trembling voice, "as long as there is any signal from you, as long as there is any rumor about your whereabouts, I will rush to your side at once, and nothing can stop me......"

"No, you didn't! At last summer's Quidditch World Cup, you fled when a faithful Death Eater launched my marker into the air!" Voldemort said lazily, "I know what's going on, it's in that box, you probably didn't expect that I was watching you in the shadows, expecting your performance, and you really disappointed me!"

Lucius immediately shut up, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Evan knew that the Malfoys were going to be unlucky, and Voldemort would not let them go.

Of course, he wouldn't kill Lucius Malfoy right away, and sometimes a blunt knife was often more brutal when cutting flesh.

Watch each other step by step towards despair, watch with satisfaction from the sidelines, and feel the joy of destruction.

"Lucius, I hope you will serve me more faithfully in the future......"

"Of course, of course, my master!" said Lucius at once, "rest assured, you are magnanimous, thank you for ......"

Voldemort took two steps forward, paused, and looked at the gap between Malfoy and the man next to him, large enough for two to stand.

"The Leicesters should be standing here," Voldemort whispered, "but they are imprisoned in Azkaban, and they are loyal, and they would rather go to Azkaban than turn their backs on me." When Azkaban is breached, the Leicesters will be rewarded in a way they never dreamed of. ”

"The Dementors will join us, they are our natural allies, we will recall the banished vampires, werewolves and giants, I will reclaim all my loyal servants, and I will have a new group of dark creatures that everyone fears......" His voice gradually increased, "Then, I will gain more power, more powerful than the world can imagine, and that power will soon be mine, and I will lead you to conquer the whole world and practice our ideals!"

Conquering death first, and then conquering the world, is really a cheesy dream.

Doesn't Evan see any use in conquering this world, ruling and torturing more people?

But Voldemort's words about gaining more power worried him, and it was probably the power of the evil gods!

If this is the case, Voldemort who gains this power will not conquer the world, but destroy it.

He continued to walk, walking silently past some of the Death Eaters, stopping in front of others.

"McNeil, I hear you're destroying dangerous beasts for the Ministry of Magic, and it won't be long before there's something better for you to destroy, McNeil, Voldemort will provide you with a ...... to your satisfaction."

"Thank you, host, thank you. McNeil muttered.

"Ahh

"Yes, master!"

"I will, master!"

They were the fathers of Slytherin students Crabbe and Goyle, and the two bowed awkwardly and muttered silly.

They are a very traditional pure-blood wizard family, and their IQ has not been online because of the marriage of close relatives.

When Voldemort first fell, the two families escaped punishment thanks to the Malfoys.

But it is undeniable that they seem to have an extra talent for torturing Muggles.

"What about you, Notte?" Voldemort whispered to a hunchbacked man shrouded in Mr. Goyle's shadow.

The Notts are yet another traditional and ancient family of pure-blood wizards, generations of Slytherins, staunch supporters of the pure-blood theory.

The hunchbacked man's son was Theodore Nott, a tall, skinny Slytherin boy.

He was in the same year as Harry, but he had been outside the small gang organized by Draco Malfoy.

Evan had an impression of the boy, who was very smart and a bit arrogant, often liked to do his own thing alone, and was a rare Slytherin who didn't actively seek trouble with Gryffindor students, and was said to be very talented in potions.

"Master, I prostrate in front of you, I am your most loyal ......" Nott said hurriedly.

"That's enough!" said Voldemort, apparently not convinced, "and prove yourself with real action in the future." ”

He walked briskly to the largest gap and looked at it with hollow red eyes, as if someone were standing there.

"There are seven Death Eaters missing here, three of them died for me, and one didn't have the guts to come back...... He's going to pay the price. The other, I suppose he left me forever, of course he would be put to death!And the other, he caused my defeat back then, he is now imprisoned in Azkaban, I expected him to do better, but he has been hiding cowardly for thirteen years, I don't need useless servants, and death awaits him. As for the last one, he remains my most faithful servant and has returned to my service. ”

There was a small commotion among the Death Eaters, and the masked men secretly exchanged glances.

"He's at Hogwarts, my loyal servant, and it's thanks to his efforts that our little friend is here......"

A circle of eyes flashed over Harry, passing over at Aven beside him.

The gaze of these people was unfriendly, the same as that of the big snake not far from Evan, as if it wanted to swallow them.

"Yes!" Voldemort's lipsless mouth curled into a smile, "the famous Harry Potter and his classmates are here for my regeneration party, and we might as well call them my special guests." ”