......

No one spoke, and he hadn't returned since Tfrey had taken Cedric away.

In fact, it was also negotiated, let Tfrey leave early, and the rest would cause trouble for Van Lin, although Tfrey did not understand what means Van Lin was going to use against Voldemort, but he still agreed to the plan.

Originally, Van Lin could have taken Harry with him now, but Dumbledore's mission to find as many loyal Death Eaters as possible was very important to them.

"Fawkes, bear with me. Van Lin tried to soothe Fawkes as much as he could, Voldemort's aura unsettling Fawkes.

Voldemort walked back and forth in the clearing......

"Potter, do you see that house on the hill? My dad used to live there. My mom is a witch who lives in this village. She fell in love with him, but when my mom told me my dad who she really was, he abandoned her, he didn't like magic, my dad ......"

"Potter, before I was born, my father left my mother and returned to his Muggle parents. My mother died when she gave birth to me, leaving me in a Muggle orphanage. But I vowed to find him, and I wanted to take revenge on him, on that fool named 'Tom Riddle.'" ”

He was still pacing, his red eyes looking through the grave. "Listen to me, listen to me relive my family's past......," he said quietly, "Hey, I've become so sentimental...... Harry, look, my real family is home......"

Suddenly, the cloak swished. Between the graves, behind the yew trees, in every shadow, a group of Death Eaters appeared.

They were all wearing turbans and masks, and one by one they walked forward, slowly, carefully, as if they couldn't even believe their own eyes.

Voldemort stood silently, waiting for them, and one of the Death Eaters ran down, crawling towards Voldemort's and kissing the frills of his black robes.

"Master...... Master......"

One of them muttered. The Death Eaters who followed followed did him, each kneeling down and crawling towards Formemort, kissing his robes, and then stepping back and standing up in a circle of silence.

The circle enclosed Tom Riddle's grave, Harry, Lord Voldemort, and Barty Crouch Jr., who was standing silently, but they left a gap in the circle and seemed to be waiting for more people.

Van Lin watched patiently, but the wand was already in his hand, and he had no idea that there would be so many Death Eaters......

But Voldemort didn't seem to want to wait, and he looked around at the turban-clad faces. Despite the absence of wind, there seemed to be a rustling sound in the circle, as if it were shivering.

"Welcome, my friend," said Voldemort quietly, "the last time we met was thirteen years ago, but you answered my call as if it were yesterday...... Now, we're reunited under the black mark, aren't we?"

He put on that horrible face again, stiffened, his cracked nostrils gaping.

"I smell sin," he said, "and there is a sin in the air." ”

The circle fluttered again. Despite the eagerness of each of them, none dared to walk back from him.

"I saw all of you, whole and cool, your strength intact, your appearance so swift. I asked myself, why did these sorcerers who had sworn eternal allegiance never help their masters?"

I answered myself. Voldemort whispered, "They must have thought I was broken, they thought I was gone." They slipped back into the midst of my enemies, pretending that they were innocent, out of ignorance, because of magic......"

"Then I asked myself, how could they believe that I would not rise again, they knew a long time ago how I could act to prevent an inevitable death, and they had witnessed my great power in the days when I was stronger than any wizard alive!"

Then I replied to myself that maybe they did have an even greater power, a power that could even destroy Voldemort of the Dark Duke...... , they may have been loyal to another person...... Could it be that ordinary man's champion, that Madblay, Muggle and Albus Dumbledore?"

At the mention of Dumbledore's name, there was an uproar in the circle, with some shaking their heads and whispering.

Voldemort ignored them. "It's a real disappointment for me...... I admit to being disappointed......"

One of them suddenly jumped out of the circle. He shuddered and suddenly collapsed at Voldemort's feet.

"The hosts. He screamed, "Master, please forgive me, please forgive us." Voldemort began to laugh.

He held up a short staff: "Grucio!"

The Death Eater on the ground rolled and shouted in a shrill voice.

Harry was sure that the sound would reach the nearby premises...... Come on, policeman, he thought desperately...... Anyone, anything...... Voldemort raised his staff. The tortured Death Eater lay flat on the ground, panting.

"Avery, get up!" said Foldermot softly, "stand up, you ask for forgiveness, I will not forgive." I will never forget, thirteen long years,...... Before I spare you, I will have to pay compensation for these thirteen years. ”

"Thirteen years...... Voldemort sighed, his mouth repeating the words like a spell for the Death Eaters.

None of the Death Eaters dared to move, but Van Lin could faintly recognize some, for example, the guy with a cane.

"Lucius Malfoy, my cunning friend," he stopped in front of him and whispered. "I have heard that you have not given up your old ways, even though you are respectable in the eyes of the world. You're still going to be the leader of the Muggle troubles, aren't you? Cruhi Ertes, but you've never tried to find me...... Your journey into your pregnancy in the Quidditch world is interesting, dare I say it...... But wouldn't it be better if you focused your energy on finding and helping your master?"

"My master, I do keep an eye on the occasion," Malfoy's voice soon came from under the veil, "if there was a trace of you, the slightest whisper of your whereabouts, I would have come to you at once, and nothing could stop me—"

"But when a faithful ghoul sent my mark into the sky last summer, you fled. Voldemort said slowly, and Malfoy paused.

"Yes, Malfoy, I know that you have let me down, and I hope to be more faithful in the future. ”

"Of course, my master, of course...... , you are so kind, thank you ......"

Voldemort continued to walk forward, then stopped again, looking at the empty seat next to Malfoy. This son is enough to stand for two people. "Lance should stand here," Voldemort said quietly, "but they are buried in Azkaban, and they are faithful." Instead of announcing their abandonment of me, they went to Azkaban. When Azkaban cracked, he came to urge. Lance would get an honor they couldn't have dreamed of. Demont will also join in, they are our natural allies...... We will recall the banished giants...... I will bring back all the servants who have devoted themselves to me......" he continued on his way.

"Maknielle...... I've been told that you've been ruined by the Ministry of Magic dangerous beasts?Soon you'll have a better victim than that, Duke Voldemort will provide......" "Thank you, master...... Thank you?" muttered Maknier.

"Here," Voldemort said to the two largest turbaned men, "it's Carat...... You're going to do a better job this time, aren't you, Carat?

They bowed awkwardly and whispered vaguely, "Yes, master......"

"We will, host ......"

"You have to do the same, Nott. Fuldermant said quietly as he walked past a man who was hunched behind Goyle's shadow.

"My lord, in your presence, I bow down to salute, I am your most faithful-"

"That's it. Voldemort said. He walked to the largest gap and looked out with his hollow, red eyes, as if he could see someone standing there.

"We've got somebody missing here...... Three died in the service of me. One was too timid to come back...... He's going to pay the price. One, I believe, has left me forever. Of course he's going to be killed. There is also one of my most faithful servants, who has rejoined my service. "The ghouls were in an uproar. Harry saw that they were looking at each other through the side of the mask.

"The faithful servant is here now, and it is by his efforts that our young friend has arrived this evening, Barty Crouch...... ...... II"

Barty Crouch II should have died in Azkaban, but now ......

Barty Crouch Jr. took a step forward, then bowed respectfully beside Voldemort, "Obey your call, my master......"

"You'll get more, my friend. Voldemort's voice was hoarse, "When Azkaban cracks, I'll grant your wish......"

"My all-powerful master......"

"Alright, my friend, back to your place, now we have a special visitor to deal with. ”

"Yes," Voldemort said. He grinned toothily and curled his lipsless mouth. All eyes were on Harry. "Harry Potter has kindly joined me at the Reunion Party, and you might even call him my guest of honor. ”

There was silence.

Then the Death Eater to Carat's right stepped forward, and Malfoy's voice came from behind the mask.

"Hosts, we were eager to know,...... We ask you to tell us...... How did you create this ...... The ...... of this miracle How do you find a way to get back to us. ”

"Ah, what a story it is, Malfoy," said Voldemort, "and it begins and ends with my young friend. He walked slowly over to Harry and stood beside him.

Everyone's eyes rested on both of them. The snake continued to wrap around.

"Of course, you know, I was ruined by this boy," Voldemort said softly. His red eyes looked at Harry, causing his wounds to ache violently.

Harry almost screamed in pain. "You all know that I wanted to kill him the night I lost my strength and body. His mother died trying to save him – inadvertently providing him with a kind of protection that I admit I didn't expect. I can't reach this child. ”

Voldemort held up a long, white finger and pressed it close to Harry's cheek, "His mother left him the mark of her sacrifice...... It's an ancient magic, I should have remembered. I was foolish enough to ignore it...... But that's okay, I can reach him now. ”

Harry felt the cold fingertips touching him, and thought to himself: My head is going to burst open.

Voldemort sighed softly in his ear, removed his fingers, and then continued to say to the corpse eaters, "Friends, I confess that I miscalculated. My curse was turned by the sacrifice of the foolish woman, and then bounced back at me. Ah, it hurts, my friends, I was caught off guard. My body was torn apart, and I was no match for a ghost, no match for the lowest goblins...... However, I am still alive. I don't even know what I really am. ...... I am further on the road to immortality than anyone else. You know my goal is to defeat death. Now, I'm being put to the test, and one or two of my experiments are working...... Because by the curse I would have been killed, but I didn't. Either way, I was as weak as the weakest creature alive, and I couldn't help myself...... Because I don't have a body, and any spell that might help me needs a wand. ”

"I remember only forcing myself to exist sleeplessly and endlessly, again and again...... I settled in a far away, in a forest, and waited...... There will definitely be a ...... that my faithful ghoul will help me One of them would come and cast magic that I couldn't use and restore me back to my body...... But I waited in vain for ......"

At the words, the group of Death Eaters shuddered again. Voldemort let the silence circulate horribly, and then spoke again, "I have amassed a power, and that is to occupy the bodies of others. But I didn't dare to go where there were many people, because I knew that the Aurors were still looking for me abroad. Sometimes I live with animals - I prefer snakes, of course - but in them I'm just a little better than a pure geys, because their bodies are not suitable for magic...... And my occupation shortens their lifespan. None of them live long......"