Although Voldemort is now extremely weak and imprisoned by all kinds of magic, he is also a master of reading words and emotions when he was young, and he is very pleasing to people. This is also the reason why Voldemort was able to win over a large number of followers before he was really strong.

Risking great danger to save Voldemort from Hogwarts guards, how could Dumbledore not let Voldemort feel it?

It was important for him to see all the dangers that were going to happen, so that Snape could more easily gain his trust. In this way, the performance of the professors who accompanied Snape in the opposite role was particularly important.

So Roger asked curiously, "What about Snape's injury, wasn't he half-paralyzed?"

With so many professors intercepting them, even if Snape is skilled in magic, it is too likely that he will escape with his whole body, and it is easier to win people's trust if he is slightly injured.

"I almost didn't get out," Dumbledore said, shaking his head slightly, "In the end, if I hadn't secretly helped Severus from behind, he would have been caught and tied up and thrown into the dungeon." ”

"In that case, Snape is almost certain to gain Voldemort's trust," Roger muttered as he stuffed a handful of snacks into his mouth, "What about Harry, did you arrange a more reasonable way for him to appear?" Voldemort would have to kill him himself when he came back to life. ”

"It's easy, as soon as your side is in place, we can send Harry over, Snape can say that he tricked Harry out and kidnapped him as a professor, Voldemort doesn't know that Harry and Snape don't get along well," Dumbledore looked at the boy with some concern:

"It's easy for you to gain Bellatrix's trust, but it's difficult to face Voldemort. You took him to Hogwarts yourself... Suddenly, he took one of his original men to him, and it was easy for Voldemort to be alerted, and even to Snape. ”

"Don't worry, if you don't come, I might be a little nerve-wracking, but if you come, then everything will be easily solved. Roger said with confidence.

"Don't underestimate anyone who can stir up trouble in the wizarding world of England at any time, although Voldemort's actions are disgusting, but I have to say that being able to get this far is inseparable from his outstanding ability. The old man's face was serious, reminding the boy to be cautious.

"Rest assured, if you get the timing right, the success rate will be high. As he spoke, he pointed to Professor Lupin, who was sitting on the edge of the bed stupidly, "And if he hadn't taken too many drugs, he wouldn't have had you involved... By the way, how many people did you ambush him, and are there any people in him who can speak in the Ministry of Magic?"

"There are a few elite Aurors, what's wrong?" replied Dumbledore.

"When you ambush that old devil, you should be able to catch a wave of Death Eaters at large, just your people testify that the Ministry of Magic can ignore it, this time the Ministry's own people have seen it, and the Ministry of Magic can't even if it wants to catch it. Roger said with a smirk, "I am a good man, and I have always been jealous and hateful. I can't stand those soft eggs who have made mistakes and dare not admit them..."

Who are those who have committed crimes and can survive unharmed? Generally speaking, they either have money, or power, or they have a way. People who have these three skills, the Ministry of Magic just wants to imprison them all in Azkaban, so it will have to be weighed up.

Not to mention anything else, how much money does the Malfoy family donate to the Ministry of Magic in a year, which minister dares not to force the count?

And most of the lackeys under Voldemort are members of pure-blood families, and these people have at least the same amount of money and power, and the reason why Lao Fu was able to rise rapidly is inseparable from the support of the pure-blood family. Even if it is the Dark Lord, he is not very strong in the early stage of his rise, and he can't bring in 'start-up capital' to start a business?

Except for fanatics like Bellatrix, who came out to be die-hard loyalists after Voldemort's downfall, Death Eaters who are on the loose are somewhat energetic.

Not everyone is as righteous as Barty Crouch and sends his own son to Azkaban. Although it was he who later rescued Barty Crouch Jr...

Dumbledore pondered for a moment, not feeling pity for the Death Eaters who aided in the abuse, but rather pondering the difficulty of capturing them all together.

"After Voldemort appears, those Death Eaters will definitely not dare to run away again, and your people will inevitably face those Death Eaters..."Roger said slowly, "But if my plan doesn't go wrong, you just need to prevent them from escaping... Or that those who are in ambush are just insurance, and if nothing else, they don't have a chance to show their faces in front of Voldemort at all..."

Seeing that the boy really looked confident, Dumbledore's curiosity soared, and he asked, "And what is your plan, which makes you so confident?"

The creature grinned and looked at the broken wooden door of the living room without saying a word. Dumbledore also remembered that this was not the place to speak, and no longer spoke, but patiently waited for a woman who had not taken a bath for more than ten years to dress up.

Even Roger, who was eating potato chips one by one, waited until Bellatrix was washed away after the two large bags of snacks were wiped out.

Not only did she clean the dirt from her body, but the tattered robe that was wrapped around her body was also cleaned up. Although he is still thin and not human-shaped, he is at least a little pleasing to the eye at a glance... Those dark and smelly old mud, Roger felt that staying with Bellatrix for a long time would affect his appetite.

As soon as the woman entered the living room, she immediately raised her wand in her hand, which she had borrowed from Roger, and pointed at a young man who had suddenly appeared.

"Relax, he's not an enemy," Roger's hand pressed against Bellatrix, "This is the follow-up preparation I made from the beginning... If we hadn't contacted him by this morning, he would have followed the instructions to pick us up. ”

The boy pulled out his compass and gestured at him.

Dumbledore also stood up, bowed to Bellatrix, and said respectfully, "Hello, Lady Strange, I'm Oliver, Oliver Elite. The delivery person who came to pick you up. ”

"Delivery man?" Bellatrix looked at Roger in confusion, apparently unable to understand what the word meant.

"Ah, yes... Delivery man," Roger snorted, "A new wizarding profession that has emerged in recent years is the 'delivery person' who sends some people who are not apparitional or inconvenient to be exposed to the designated place. It is a group of honest enterprises that will do things when they get money. As long as you give enough money, we can send you to the moon... And those of us who are escorted, this line of work is called 'courier'. ”

"Courier delivery man?" Bellatrix repeated blankly, then pulled Roger aside by the sleeve and asked in a low voice, "How dare you let an outsider come and pick us up?"

"Don't worry, even if you can't trust their company's reputation, it's fine," Roger glanced at Lao Deng, and said without pressing down a bit: "He was already controlled by me with the Imperius Curse when he first arrived... Don't you notice that he speaks in an awkward tone?"

"There's something really not quite right with you," the woman glanced back at the young man Dumbledore had become, and suddenly realized that something was even more wrong, Roger's wand was in her hand.

"Wait... How did you cast the Imperius Curse on him? You don't even have a wand—" Bellatrix snapped at the boy.

Roger slowly took out the wand that had been taken from Lupin's hand yesterday from his pocket, and Shi Shiran said, "But I don't have only one wand here..."

"Is this, is this the master's wand?" Bellatrix couldn't take his eyes off it anymore after one look, looking at the small wooden stick in the boy's hand in disbelief.

Afraid of Dementors, the woman hadn't even noticed what Lupin's wand was using yesterday.

"After all, I'm new here, and the Dark Lord is afraid that I'll mess things up, so he gave it to me," Roger slowly handed his wand to Bellatrix, "If you doubt me, let me use this only token as proof... You also know my physique, and the Dark Mark doesn't last long on my body. ”

Bellatrix nodded, took the wand as if he had taken a piece of art that would be shattered at the touch of a button, and said sourly: "It seems that you have the trust of your master, and he even handed over the wand to you for safekeeping..."

"This was given to me by the Dark Lord so that you could return to him safe and sound, but not for me to keep it. Roger subtly flattered the brainless fan again, and Bellatrix's seemingly innocent jealousy suddenly dissipated.

Of course, it could also be that the wand was in her hands and she couldn't care about the rest. She gently stroked every corner of the wand, as gently as if she were caressing her lover's cheek, wiping away every trace of fingerprints and dirt on it.

"Here you go, take it. After a while, Bellatrix reluctantly handed the wand back to Roger.

"I think it would be better to have a wand with you," Roger said humbly, instead of reaching out, "I'm afraid I'll bump it if I'm not careful." ”

Just kidding, you still want someone to reach out and pick up something you've licked, so at least you'd clean up the saliva on it and talk to it, okay?

Hearing the boy's suggestion, Bellatrix's hand immediately involuntarily retracted a little, but immediately, she resolutely reached back again.

"No, since the master gave you the wand, it is better for you to return it to him, otherwise it will have a bad effect on you from the master. The woman looked at Roger with a serious expression and said.

A person who opens his mouth to people every day is also handy when he pats his ass, at least Bellatrix is now down. She couldn't bear to let this junior, who was very good at herself, lose trust in front of Voldemort because of her little desire.

Roger blinked and grinned: "Then give it to me when I go back, after all, as a token, it needs to be properly identified to be able to confirm the authenticity..."

When Bellatrix heard this, he immediately felt that the little boy was really on the road again, and hurriedly took his arm back and returned the wand that originally belonged to Roger.

"When are we leaving?" asked the woman, who was stroking her wand in her hand.

"If you don't want to have lunch, we can go now. The boy pointed to Dumbledore who was standing stupidly and pretending to be on the sidelines, "As long as they don't send us to the place, they will follow us all day today." ”

"Go now, I'll take you to a big meal after meeting the master, and eat whatever you want!" Bellatrix said immediately.

Roger nodded and snapped his fingers at Dumbledore, "Who... It's time to get to work. "I don't remember the name that old Deng Hu made up...

Dumbledore stretched out his arms, "Please courier grab my arm." ”

Roger went to drag Professor Lupin, who was out of the world, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice when he heard Lao Deng's words.

Bellatrix tugged on the left arm of the elder Deng, Roger was on his right, and the elder Deng in one hand and Lupin in the other.

"Get ready, I'm going to start apparition. Dumbledore said in a deep voice, and clasped their arms tightly with his backhand.

At this time, Bellatrix suddenly asked the boy curiously, "By the way, what is the name of this organization?" It feels pretty good, if you need it, you can let them send something less valuable, it should be better than an owl." ”

Roger opened his mouth: "Fallout New Vegas..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt as if Dumbledore's arm was about to break free from his grasp, and then he felt that the bright morning sun had disappeared, and the surroundings had become pitch black. It was squeezed from all directions, and some of it was breathless, and its chest seemed to be squeezed tightly by an iron hoop. The eyeballs seem to be squeezed into the head, and the eardrums are pressed into the revealing body.

Roger felt as if he had gone to drill a very narrow rubber tube, knowing that a few seconds later, the warm sunlight was shining on him again, and the dilapidated and abandoned living room was gone.

Without waiting for Roger to pay attention to the surrounding environment, he dropped Lupin in a dazed state with his palm, and pulled out his wand and pointed at Bellatrix covertly...