A murderous white night, standing on top of the fighter jet slowly descending.

Descending to a similar height, the basilisk that was finally able to move its body vigorously immediately got off the plane and raised its head high, parallel to the height of the fighter jet.

White Night took a step forward and stood on the head of the basilisk.

The basilisk remained raised and slowly swam in front of the Death Eaters.

The eyes, though retracted from the lethal gaze, were still cold and cruel, and they looked at everyone as if they were looking at food—no, not as if, but really looking at food.

As long as Bai Ye gives an order, he will immediately release the "Death Sight" move, turning all the undead Death Eaters into food.

Except for the remnant of Voldemort, who was wrapped in black cloth and shrouded in black robes.

If Voldemort had been in his heyday, the basilisk might have displayed its hostility so clearly.

But now, such a weak remnant soul, the basilisk still understands the truth of "good birds choose the best trees to perch on".

Parking the plane, Nero walked over, smiled at the Death Eaters, glanced at Malfoy again, and reached down on the Enma Blade.

The scene looked very solemn, and the battle seemed to be imminent.

The Death Eaters who didn't die all held their wands in their hands, and they didn't scream after they had cast a healing spell on themselves just now.

The young man standing on the basilisk brought them a lot of pressure.

This pressure is like materialization, pressing on everyone.

Although he didn't exude a sense of danger, the white-haired man who was about to draw his sword without holding a wand, the basilisk gave the group the feeling of a "mortal threat".

So, what kind of powerful wizard is that young man called White Night?

The Death Eaters began to believe that the other party was talking about a deal, and that the Dark Lord who really resurrected them was not just talking about it.

And, in trading, their side is on a weak side.

There are still seven effective combat strength on their side, which is more than twice that of the other side.

There was also a half-crippled Dark Lord, who, though never shown to be as strong as he once was, the Death Eaters believed he would never be as weak as he appeared.

But even so.

The Death Eaters still didn't have any sense of "this wave is stable".

The opponent's basilisk rides on the face, no matter how you look at it, you won't lose.

It's all a group of Westerners, without any blessings from the mystical forces of the East, so their feelings are quite correct.

They really can't beat the White Night.

In this deal, they are indeed in a weak position.

Then, it means that White Night can do almost whatever he wants - the reason why it is used is because White Night still has to abide by the basic law of trading.

"Gee, why did everyone come out to welcome me? You don't need to give such a big gift, just come out and greet one or two people. ”

The white night on the head of the basilisk broke the solemn atmosphere on the field with a bright smile.

Although it was an act of talking nonsense with his eyes open, he was finally given a step.

Some Death Eaters looked at Malfoy, as a bridge between the two sides, you should go out for diplomacy at this time.

But Lucius Malfoy was a rare rebuff, after all, it was his house that was bombed, so he turned his head and pretended not to see everyone's eyes.

The other Death Eaters were immediately displeased.

Everyone was bombed, so why did you put it on?

The rest of the Death Eaters felt that Malfoy should be more aware of the righteousness, so what did it matter if he was wronged for the great Dark Lord to come again?

Of course, the main reason is that it was not their house that was blown up.

Voldemort, on the other hand, finally couldn't stand the meaningless glances of these fools under him.

A strange hoarse voice came from him.

"Hey, you can still speak Parseltongue, but this thing is so ugly, let's talk about it instead." Bai Ye said.

The basilisk's head slowly drooped and pressed to the ground, making it easier for the white night to walk down.

Seeing this scene, Voldemort should have spit out blood if he had it.

The basilisk he controlled back then has now become a plaything at the feet of others, and he is actually very happy to see the appearance of the basilisk.

The basilisk was of course happy, and White Night could take it with him to wander around Hogwarts.

Can you Voldemort?

Whether you're a former Voldemort or a later diary, it's just a matter of letting the basilisk roam around dark corners and kill a few people.

It's a basilisk!

It's not a rat in the gutter.

White Night walks towards Voldemort.

The basilisk swam behind him, and Nero followed slowly.

The Death Eaters in front of them involuntarily parted ways.

Let White Night stand in front of Voldemort.

"Trade, Avo." Bai Ye went straight to the topic without the slightest politeness, "But given your current appearance, I suggest you find a representative who can communicate well." ”

Voldemort didn't speak, and he couldn't say anything right now, except for Parseltongue.

However, he still has other ways to communicate with Bai Ye.

A Death Eater walked up and said, "Lord Dark Lord, I will speak to you on my behalf, Mr. White. ”

"Good."

White Night didn't bother to care what kind of PY transactions this Death Eater had made with Voldemort, so that he could communicate directly with Voldemort and talk to Voldemort on his behalf.

Just have someone to talk to.

"Old Ma, can you arrange a place?" White Night said to Lucius Malfoy, "It's shabby to trade on the edge of the ruins. ”

"Who do you think made the ruins?"

Malfoy suppressed the roar and said with a far-fetched smile, "I secretly purchased a property in another place, in a secret location. ”

"Okay, then go there, the old horse will lead the way." Bai Ye waved his hand and settled down directly.

You see, the benefits of being in a strong position in the trading process are manifested.

No one, including Voldemort, had any objections.

Since it is a secret property, the location is hidden.

Well, of course, it can't be magnificent.

It's a house in a dark alley, and the room smells musty.

The basilisk happily entrenched in the darkness of the alley.

In various places inside and outside the house, the Death Eaters occupy important positions and are also hidden.

Nero stood behind White Night.

Voldemort and the Death Eater who spoke were right in front of White Night.

Only Bai Ye sat alone.

Voldemort couldn't sit, and certainly not as a Death Eater.

"The Dark Lord wants to know, Mr. Bai, what do you want to trade with him?" The Death Eater asked.

"Didn't Lucius mention it to you? I said that I would resurrect you. Bai Ye said.

"Resurrection? Do you have what it takes? ”

"Huh."

Bai Ye chuckled, and his pronunciation was very standard, making the two people opposite feel a sense of mockery.

"After all these years, haven't you been prepared at all? I'm sure you've done a lot of preparation to make your own re-entry. "What you need is a loyal executor, some necessary materials. ”

"Malfoy's sudden contact, the gathering of Death Eaters, has met the first condition."

"Then that's left for the second condition."

"Yes, you're smart." The Death Eater said on behalf of Voldemort, "But what does this have to do with you?" ”

"Cut, I have to say it so clearly, you have the people, you have the methods, but what about the materials?" Bai Ye said, "Can you get the most important material?" ”

"What do you really know?"

"As a businessman, intelligence is also a commodity, and I can't remember the first time I've said something like this." "Let's be direct, Dumbledore is protecting Harry Potter, you don't have much chance of getting his blood, and I can." ”

"I can provide Harry Potter's blood and bring you back into the wizarding world." Bai Ye continued.

The Death Eater didn't speak, but the expression on his face was unpredictable, one of surprise and fear.

After a while, he said, "I don't know what Mr. Bai wants?" ”

"Do you understand the concept of the value of power and wealth? Alas, seeing your confused look, I want to give you a popular science posture again, I will be bored every time, Nero, come on. Bai Ye said.

Nero, who was paid as a bodyguard but did a lot of work, reluctantly opened his mouth and began to popularize science about what power and wealth are.

"So-" At Nero's time of science, White Night had already pulled out the blood of Harry Potter, "as long as 50,000 power points." ”

The blood in the vial caught Voldemort's eye.

"Fifty thousand, it doesn't seem to be very difficult." The Death Eater said.

Obviously, he didn't realize that 50,000 gold galleons were not the same concept.

"Innocent, young." Bai Ye smiled, "The value of power and wealth is a very high-end 'currency', and it is impossible to have a mere 50,000 gold galleons, forget it, you can exchange a little with me first, so that you can feel what it means to be poor." ”

Thirty seconds later, the Death Eaters who had successfully joined the power-to-value trading system turned pale.

I felt what it means to be poor.

I also felt what it means to be a black-hearted businessman.

"You can give the value of your wealth to other people, so that they can also convert their wealth into the value of their own wealth." Bai Ye said, "High-end currency, no pollution and no loss, come and go freely, don't worry about counterfeit money, you Death Eaters can circulate slowly." ”

"The upper echelons of the wizarding world are also circulating, don't be out of step with the trend."

After Dumbledore's not particularly deliberate promotion, the value of power and wealth has naturally begun to circulate in the hands of wealthy wizards in the wizarding world.

"When will you collect enough 50,000 power points, and when will you come to me." Bai Ye stood up and said.

This deal will certainly not be completed now.

50,000 points of power and wealth is enough for Voldemort and his Death Eaters to keep themselves busy.

"Can it be cheaper?" The poor Death Eater couldn't help but ask.

That's not what Voldemort meant, so he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

But these 50,000 power and wealth will still make their group of Death Eaters give a part, or even a large part.

It would be nice if it could be cheaper.