In the Moselle region of Germany, a dense vineyard surrounded an avant-garde manor house owned by a Muggle-born wizard, apparently Voldemort led the Death Eaters to take possession of the winery, and most of the original owner family of the winery had died, leaving only a few core family members, controlled by the Death Eaters with the Imperius Curse, who made them show their faces from time to time to cover up the facts.

"Master, I'm going to set up the meeting room. Bellatrix's voice sounded sharply with some excitement, even if she had just given birth to a baby, the witch had not become more rounded, and motherhood had not alleviated the madness in her eyes,

"Bella, some people don't need to have a place anymore. Voldemort followed Bella's tone and tilted his head slightly to the side, the Vicna Eye bulging in its sockets, staring at Bellatrix with a spider-like web of black veins around his sockets, making his face look even more terrifying, "Lucius has good news for us once again, those pure-blood families have finally realized who is worthy of allegiance. ”

"Yes, the master always expects things like a god. Bella, with a look of excitement and fanaticism, rushed out. The hem of Voldemort's robe rolled and he strolled out the door, Nagini crawling beside him.

Suddenly, a baby's cry sounded in a quiet room in the hallway, and Voldemort stopped and pushed open the door to Bellatrix's room, his cold gaze falling on the baby girl who was now unattended and lying in swaddling clothes.

"Ugly thing, cry for what. Voldemort's low hiss rang out.

The baby girl, who was actually not ugly at all, and had inherited the beauty of Tom Riddle before entering Azkaban and Tom Riddle in his youth, stopped crying, and her pure blue eyes under her silver-blue hair looked at Voldemort in sight, revealing a cute toothless smile.

Voldemort was slightly startled at such an unfamiliar expression, his snake face twisted suddenly, and he stretched out Vicna's hand to pull the cradle closer.

"You should be terrified of your father—" His voice was soft, but chilling, his scarlet eyes fierce and his serpentine pale face contorted into an unprecedented horror in front of his daughter, and the icy aura he exuded was enough to make any Death Eater shiver and fall to his knees, and Voldemort let out a low, creepy howl from his throat.

Seeing all the changes in his master's face, Nagini's snake body quickly climbed upward, higher and higher, directly between Voldemort and the baby, its body was as thick as a person's big legs, completely blocking the child's face, Nagini's eyes did not blink, the pupils were vertical, and he hissed low and urgent.

"Nagini, that would make you weak," Voldemort said, but he slowed down, his features no longer distorted, and he stroked the serpent carelessly with his slender fingers, his eyes still looking at the baby who didn't know what to fear.

The serpent swayed obediently and lowered its body, leaving the baby girl fully exposed to Voldemort's gaze again.

The baby girl's gaze did not leave Voldemort's body at all, and when she just changed her face, her shallow brows furrowed, as if she was a little puzzled and frightened, but after Voldemort's face returned to normal, she showed an innocent and lovely smile at Voldemort, apparently she thought that Voldemort was just teasing herself.

"I hate you... Little monster—" Voldemort slowly raised his jaw and snorted at the baby with a cold gaze, then led Nagini out of the room and closed the door, ignoring the baby who began to cry again.

The winery's dining room was already filled with silent Death Eaters, with a few of them sitting at the long, well-decorated dining table, while the other usual furniture in the room was pushed haphazardly against the walls, and the lowly Dark Wizards were left standing around.

The door of the conference room opened open to both sides, and there was a heavy creak, and the sound of Voldemort's leather boots stepping on the smooth marble tiles broke the silence of the room, and the Death Eaters stood and bowed until Voldemort reached the top of the table and sat down.

The pupils in Voldemort's original eyes remained motionless, and the eyes of Vicna, which only made his face more terrifying, slowly swept over the Death Eaters present, and no one dared to look at him.

"Dear Lucius. Voldemort first asked Lucius, "Tell the others what you just told me." ”

"Yes host... In the British wizarding world, the pure-blood families, led by the Burke family, have sent people to contact us, and they recognize the authority of their masters..."Lucius spoke slowly, but the pronunciation of each word was clear, "They are now planning a larger protest against the Harris family, I have brought the resources that I promised us, and promised to give us more support. ”

"Those lowly bastards, selfish and hypocritical brutes," Bellatrix cursed with bared teeth, "it's just that those stupid people blindly believe in Harris, and are completely blind to it under his aura, and now when they show their fangs, these fellows discover the ambitions of these greedy Germans." ”

The men at the long table stared at Voldemort with trepidation, and seeing that he did not respond to Bella's angry scolding, one by one they echoed and scolded Harris with the most vicious words they knew.

"That self-righteous son is trying to use us to help them against their hostile forces." Voldemort's Vicna's hand snapped together, and there was a popping sound in the room, and the head of a stone sculpture was crumpled into powder by an invisible force, "Lucius, only those purebloods in Britain are not enough, Harris is now provoking enemies everywhere, you go and contact them, contact those goblins, contact those non-'Harris' shelters, tell them, let them support your master... Just wait for Rudolphus to dig things up, and the floating city will be ours. ”

Lucius bowed his head respectfully, and handed the dark green pocket embroidered with a peacock on his waist to Voldemort with both hands: "Master, this is the first batch of supplies they provide, mainly in gold galleons..."

Voldemort moved the fingers of his Wickner hand, moved the bag that had been cast the Traceless Expansion Charm into his hand and tied it around his waist, after possessing the two Wickner artifacts, he clearly felt that his strength was greatly enhanced by the blessing of this suit, and he also learned more dark knowledge that he had never known before- But after the previous and Allen's captain and the energy of being imprisoned in the snow bottle, he clearly realized that he was not the opponent of the other party, but the additional increase brought by equipping two Vic's artifacts at the same time made Voldemort very confident that as long as he collected the third one and combined with other forces, he would have the capital to stand on the same position with the other party again.

Hurried footsteps rang out from the doorway, and several dark wizards walked in with their heads bowed, interrupting the conversation in the hall, one of them seemed to be leading the way in and bowed deeply to Voldemort, he had a German accent: "Master, we have... News of Grigovich's master staff—" he paused, almost pleading, "we're one step late... There was no way to get him back, just a few days ago, Master Grigovich returned to England under Dumbledore's escort, and then he went to the Floating City..."

Voldemort's widened Eye of Vicna suddenly released a continuous stream of red vein-like rays, which rushed towards the squad leader with great speed.

The expression of the small leader of a local wizard crime syndicate begging for mercy still stayed on his face, and it was instantly wrapped into a red cocoon by layers of red silk threads, and then shattered with a "boom", but after the rupture ushered in not new life, but death, and finally scattered into a gray dregs.

"We've found out the whereabouts of that wand!! owner spares it!!," the captain's subordinates were horrified, but now they were smart enough to talk about the effect rather than explain the reason for the failure, "We have infiltrated Master Grigovich's house! I know the whereabouts of that thing. ”