The Dark Lord wants to emulate Arthur's Knights of the Round Table and build his own elite wizarding group, which worries Crouch. Andrew's plan to split has worked, and now that there is a rift within the Death Eaters, the Dark Lord seems to be aware of this, and he has begun to put the entire organization in order.

The Dark Lord is a man who attaches great importance to the so-called bloodline, and he likes to collect those high-profile things, such as crowns, chalices, rings, pendants, in short, the kind of treasures that can show his difference, he likes it very much, and this habit also continues in his use of people.

Today, the most powerful wizarding families in Wizarding Britain can be roughly divided into twelve, most of them have a long history and family history, and they are far superior to other wizards in all aspects.

Among them, the Black family is one of the best. So when Bella reappeared in front of the Dark Lord and swore that she had never betrayed the Dark Lord, Voldemort didn't take much time to suspect it, and accepted Bella again and entrusted him with the task.

There weren't many Death Eaters who were treated like this, and another example was Barty Crouch Jr.

Since the Azkaban riot was completely chaotic, no one knew how many people died at the hands of the Dementors and how many criminals escaped, so when Barty Jr. claimed that he had escaped, he did not arouse much suspicion.

Bella was glad to see her own Death Eater, who also worshipped her master--- the two of them were the only Death Eaters who tortured the Longbottoms on the night the Dark Lord was defeated by Harry, trying to figure out the whereabouts of the Dark Lord--- of course the Dark Lord knew about these things, and like Bella, the Dark Lord liked the surname Crouch and was happy for Barty Jr.'s loyalty.

Now Barty Jr. is one of the most important subordinates of the Dark Lord, which even makes Bella a a little jealous--- the Dark Lord likes power, and in his opinion, male witches are obviously more powerful than witches.

It didn't take long for the cemetery to be silent again.

Lucius Malfoy was seen in the living room of his estate in Wiltshire. By the fireplace, a woman was snoozing in a lap chair, none other than his wife, Narcissa Malfoy.

The apparition snapped slightly, awakening her. "You're back?" she stood up immediately, "How's it going? What's going on with the Dark Lord today?"

"New knights, four. Mr. Malfoy's voice was as unpretentious as his face, and he sat down heavily in the chair closest to him, "All the Death Eaters from Azkaban are knights now!"

The knights of Merlin's time, these old Muggles liked the concept, the Dark Lord could have such thoughts, which made Lucius feel incredible, and at the same time strengthened his thoughts--- the Dark Lord has fallen and become like the madmen of the world.

Mrs. Malfoy knew where her husband's anger was coming from. "Maybe the Dark Lord feels the need for them to get ahead?" she tried to guess, "after all, the ministry is still hunting them down, and if they don't change their ways, they won't be able to complete the mission the Dark Lord has given them?"

"Is there anything that only they can do and I can't?" said Mr. Malfoy, snorting, rather annoyed. He paused for a moment, then reluctantly added, "But Bellatrix is not wrong. I don't want a makeover, I just want something else. ”

The couple glanced at each other and knew it. The Dark Lord was able to completely transform people into something else that was undetectable by all methods these days, in addition to being a knight and being taught by the Dark Lord himself, most notably with flying spells, and finally, the Dark Lord was able to make the people he believed to have more magical power than ever before - really, what Death Eater wouldn't want it?

In addition to these so-called knights, Bella, Crouch, Snape and other returning Death Eaters, now the Death Eaters are also starting to recruit new members - there are actually quite a few who are willing to join....

Mrs. Malfoy hesitated for a moment, then changed the subject: "What does the Dark Lord want the new knight to do?"

The thought that at least eleven people had been crushed in front of him made Mr. Malfoy feel the salty blood churn in his throat. "I don't know," he became more and more annoyed, "I just hope the Dark Lord didn't put them in Britain - little Crouch and Bellatrix alone are enough!"

"My sister, she ......," Mrs. Malfoy hesitated even more. Judging by the look on her face, her pride did not allow her to turn to Bellatrix for help. But after staring at her husband's long blond hair for a while, she still made up her mind: "I'll ask her again." Even if you don't take a good look at that diary, you can't always be punished!"

Realizing that broken souls could be a huge obstacle to his progress, the Dark Lord began to recover his Horcruxes, one of which --- diary, which had been kept by the Malfoy family, but was now missing---- the diary was in the hands of Queen Anne and Andrew Lee.

This time, Mr. Malfoy didn't say anything at once.

He used to think so, too: the first knight was Crouch Jr., followed by Bella and two Lestranges, and even if he couldn't make it into the ranks necessary for the makeover, he could catch up with the fourth or fifth batch......

Lucius Malfoy was sure once again that he shouldn't have thrown away the diary that the Dark Lord had given him for safekeeping, even if it was an attempt. It was obviously a very important item, almost certainly destroyed, and he still hadn't been able to make up for it. If the Dark Lord had made up his mind not to forgive him again......

Mr. Malfoy shuddered at the thought of the increasingly unpredictable and powerful Dark Lord. But it immediately occurred to him that no matter what, in the Dark Lord's mind, he wouldn't be behind Wormtail, right?"

"I don't know. Mrs. Malfoy shook her head, not hiding her disgust, "He seems to be in the habit of hiding himself, and I rarely see him in the house. But if you want to call him, I can help you find it. ”

The phrase, "Silver hands are sufficient," echoed in Mr. Malfoy's head again. "Nope. His grey eyes suddenly darkened, perhaps his manor would soon no longer need to receive rats...... "You go and rest," he finally made up his mind, "I will write a letter to the little dragon (Draco the Draco) immediately, so that the owl can be delivered to Hogwarts in the morning." ”

At this time, the Death Eaters, who had become knights, were standing on the swampy ice field where Harry had arrived, listening to Voldemort's new instructions to them. One of the new knights was assigned to the north, and the rest were assigned to Europe.

The division of labor was different from what had been expected, and Rodolphus Lestrange exchanged glances with his brother. "Master," he asked cautiously, "we thank you very much for the importance you take of our work. We would be honored if we could still welcome you here. ”

"I did tell you that I might be going to Europe. Voldemort said calmly, "But now the plan has changed." This thing has to be pushed back. ”

…… What could it be in Britain that could hold the Dark Lord in his footsteps? Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix?

All the Death Eaters looked at each other, and then Bellatrix said impatiently, "I'm more than happy to clear your way of getting in the way, master!"

Voldemort gave her a slightly approving look. "Voldemort appreciates your loyalty, Bella. He paused, "But I can't leave this to you." Greeting his subordinates with an instantly frightened look, he added unhurriedly: "It has nothing to do with my trust in you. ”

Bellatrix still didn't give up. "Master, not even our people, know what I look like now. She was so eager that she was almost courteous, "Whatever you have, you can leave it to me with confidence—I swear I'll do it for you!"

The Death Eaters thought that this transfiguration would give them a complete transformation without the danger of being recognized, and they were wrong--- as soon as Albus Dumbledore became aware of the existence of this magic, he would soon be able to find --- sure of the Divine Mind.

"That's the end of it. Voldemort concluded without question, turning to the tall and fat Death Eaters standing side by side, "Rodolphus, Antonin, you can begin." ”

The two men, who were in charge of European and Northern affairs, hastened to revisit the key issues that had been reported in writing earlier. Voldemort put his hands behind his back and said nothing, and little Crouch consciously took over the role of presiding over the meeting. After they had discussed a relatively feasible solution, he asked Voldemort for his opinion: "What do you think, dear master?"

Voldemort didn't nod or shake his head.

No matter how you package yourself, if foreign forces want to take root and reproduce, it will definitely not be easy at first. Wizarding England has indigenous wizards, as well as twelve families that cannot be ignored, and as for Europe, the shadow of Grindelwald now hangs over the whole of Europe, and the vast majority of wizards are in danger. The Tang organization still maintained an offensive state in this situation, which made the Dark Lord extremely puzzled about the strength of the Tang organization.

If he wants more power, he must look beyond Britain—

He was sure that Dumbledore might not be able to beat him now. Although Dumbledore was never his ultimate goal, conquering death was, he could not pin his hopes of becoming strong on the bonus of the twin wand. Moreover, his previous ignorance had limited his movements, and he could not afford to make the Dark Lord feel more and more powerless by the incompleteness of a soul, and he had learned enough in this regard.

All of these factors have taken it together to lead to the present: he can only subjugate more people in a more subtle and subtle way, so as to bring himself to a higher pinnacle of power.

In any case, Voldemort really didn't expect the Death Eaters to do it for him all at once. In fact, he thought that if the progress was too fast, it could lead to a serious backlash that could not be suppressed even with all his might. If he himself shows up too soon, the probability of an exacerbated rally is even greater...... It is better for him to pave the way for a suitable time to appear, step by step and above board......

“…… Master?" Crouch Jr. reminded softly.

Voldemort came to his senses. "Just do it. He commanded, still pondering, "The first priority is not to let others discover you, whether it is your true identity or intentions. Although we are still far from our goal, the good thing is that we have time. ”

The Death Eaters breathed a sigh of relief, for the length of time this would depend on Voldemort's patience.

"But I still advise you to seize every opportunity you can. Voldemort added, pacing slowly between his subordinates, "discarding innocuous minutiae and focusing only on power and power." Anyone who is against us will regret that they did not do it in the first place, because the wizarding world belongs to us!"

"Master wise!" replied the eleven Death Eaters in unison.

Because they had to rush back before dawn, Rodolphus and the others retired first. The remainders, Crouch Jr., Bellatrix, and Moore, who were much closer, followed Voldemort into the stone house.

"What happened to what you were asked to do last time, Barty?" Voldemort asked, in a casual tone.

Little Crouch immediately pulled a small roll of parchment from his sleeve and handed it to both hands. "Please, master. ”

Bellatrix and Moorsib followed it closely—they knew it was a list of the Death Eaters' concerns, about the fifth group of knights.

Voldemort took it and opened it. "Avery, Gargson, Nott, Wilkes......" he said softly, his gaze resting on the paper, "Why?"

"The most important reason is, of course, that they are loyal to you, master. Crouch Jr. bowed and replied in a tone of utmost objectivity, "and secondly, I think they at least have their heads in mind." ”

Voldemort chuckled. "You're to the point, Barty. His otherwise casual voice was cold, "There are always some Death Eaters who make me feel that they are not as good as the Yin Corpse." ”

Crouch Jr. did not react to this, Bellatrix's eyes widened, and Moorsey Burke shuddered uncontrollably. They all vaguely knew that Voldemort had achieved satisfactory results in his research on the control of the army of corpses. If a Death Eater is deemed inferior to a corpse, what happens to him......

"I'm afraid to say it, I think Wormtail is that type. Bellatrix hastened to the point. Exposing the disloyal Death Eaters was a credit, and she couldn't convince the Dark Lord that only Crouch Jr. was capable. "Anyway, I think you'...... I advise you not to make him a knight under any circumstances - as long as he no longer worries about being caught by the Aurors, he will surely betray you as he did before, master!"

"Oh, I don't doubt it, Bella. Voldemort nodded slightly, his tone cold. "Now that you've said it, I have something for you to do. ”

Excitement suddenly appeared on Bellatrix's face. "At your command, my master!"

"Find time to visit Malfoy Manor, hinting at Wormtail, he's probably in the fifth batch of knights. Voldemort's face was expressionless.

At this moment, not only Bellatrix, but also little Crouch raised his head in surprise. "Master, you want ......"

Thinking of the possible reaction of the Malfoy family after today, the corners of Voldemort's mouth curled into a cold, cruel arc. He knew very well who should send what to use. Now, let him see if Wormtail really has the last bit of use.