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"Wormtail, why are you always fidgeting today. Voldemort said, his eyes like those of a snake, his pupils squeezed into a thin vertical slit, the whites of his eyes yellowed, and there was no trace of human emotion.

Peter Pettigrew shuddered, and replied resignedly, "Master, I'm just worried. ”

"Worried about what, Wormtail?" Voldemort whispered, "Worried that Dumbledore will kill you, worried that the traitors will come and take your life? Worried that the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic will catch you and imprison you in Azkaban?"

Voldemort let out an ugly hoarse laugh, "Wormtail, you're funny." ”

"The host Mingjian. Peter Pettigrew hung his head, not daring to make eye contact with Voldemort. Voldemort's dementoring skills are very high, and he can peek into people's inner secrets without a wand, and as long as he looks at the Dark Lord, he will unknowingly fall for his way.

"Wormtail, your mind is not even a teaspoon. "Voldemort. The serpent Nagini swam in from outside the house, crawling onto Voldemort's body, hissing and whispering in his ear.

Voldemort patted the serpent Nagini on the head, "Someone broke in? unknown number? Good, good." ”

Peter Pettigrew trembled even more.

"Dear Peter Pettigrew, can you tell me why all the magic traps and touch alarms you have set up outside the house don't work at all?" Voldemort said softly, looking lifeless.

But Peter Pettigrew knew that this was the precursor to Voldemort's great thunder, and if he angrily scolded himself for not doing his job well, it would not have any particularly strict consequences, but if it was such a gentle attitude, then it was difficult to say what would happen in the end.

"Master, it's none of my business, it's all a magic trap provided by little Crouch, and I'm just placing it outside the house as he asks. Peter Pettigrew argued.

"Shut up, Wormtail, I'll have to greet our guests now, and I'll settle accounts with you later. Voldemort said, "You'll feel Voldemort's wrath later." ”

"Looks like we're not here at the right time. Silver lifted the illusion spell on his body and revealed his form, "Long time no see, Mr. Voldemort." ”

"I seem to have said last time that when we meet again, it's your time of death, Jack Silver. Voldemort said in a gloomy voice, "Are you so arrogant that you think you can defeat me, the most powerful wizard ever created?"

"We're not here to talk nonsense to you, Voldemort. Moody also figured out, pulling out his wand and pointing it at Voldemort, guarding, "We're here to find out if Sirius is on your hands." ”

Voldemort's snake grinned eerily, "Ho-ho-ho, Sirius? ”

"Then please hand him over, he is a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and he should not be imprisoned by you. Moody's eye slid and turned as he watched vigilantly at Peter Pettigrew, who was standing on the sidelines.

"Who are you talking to? Voldemort's face contorted, and his voice suddenly became high-pitched, "You damn Auror, do you think you're qualified, worthy to talk to the Dark Lord like that?"

Voldemort's wand unleashed a fiery spell of palpable power, and Silver could feel the ripples as the spell cut through the air.

Moody knew he couldn't fight the spell head-on, and he tried to dodge it. Silver drew his wand and conjured a mirror in midair. The mirror was so thin that it seemed as if any spell could pierce it.

Voldemort's spell struck the mirror, and instead of shattering, the spell bounced back faster.

"Boom. The spell struck the ground, and Voldemort jumped to the other side in a split second, and the ground was corroded through a large hole more than half a meter deep.

Voldemort's eyes narrowed, "Mirror Charm, I didn't think you would be so out of the way with a Curse." ”

"But do you think you're going to be able to deal with me? You're still far off, Jack Silver. Voldemort spat on the ground, "If you practice for another seventy or eighty years, maybe I'll be scared, but not now." You and this Moody have escaped my first spell, can you escape the second, third, fourth, Dumbledore, where is that old man hiding? Get out of here! You are not qualified to fight me!"

"In due course, Dumbledore will naturally appear, Voldemort!" Moody cast a disarming charm on Peter Pettigrew, who had secretly pulled out his wand and was about to do something, and Peter Pettigrew was knocked to the ground, and his wand flew far away.

"What a piece of crap. Voldemort gave Peter Pettigrew a disdainful look. "Since Dumbledore doesn't want to come forward, then I'll take your life first, Alastor Moody, maybe your death will make Dumbledore figure out who he can't afford to mess with!" (To be continued......)