Chapter 360: Frank's Doom

The cold voice said cautiously, "Follow my plan, and the Ministry of Magic will never find out who is dead." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info I acted according to my plan, I don't trust you, and I don't want you to make a move, but my current situation is ......"

"Wormtail, come here, as long as one more person dies, our plan will be unhindered. I will not let you go it alone, and when the time comes, another of my faithful servants will join us. ”

"I am your faithful servant. There was some uneasiness in Wormtail's voice. He knew that under Voldemort, useless people had no value, and what had no value had no meaning of existence.

The cold voice snorted softly and said, "Wormtail, I need a man with brains, a loyal, determined, capable servant. As for you, you can't touch any of them. ”

"I found you, master. Wormtail said, his voice irritated, "I found you, it was me and Mike Wallace who brought Bertha Jorkins to you." ”

"That's true," the cold voice quipped, "but your brain is far worse than Mike's." ”

"I have to say, you are indeed a very lucky person, you escaped the chase back then, and now you have found me again, and you have brought me a lot of useful news. ”

"This negates your guilt for misinformation, and I even allow you to be my servant again. You'll be rewarded for completing an important project, which my followers are scrambling to complete......"

"Yes, master, that is. Wormtail's voice became frightened again, participating in Voldemort's plan is never something to be taken lightly, and once the mission fails, it is often worse than death.

And Voldemort actually mentioned the incident of twelve years ago, and it was his intelligence that made Voldemort fall into a state of immortality.

"Don't worry about Wormtail, it's an unexpected surprise, you'll be out at the end, and you'll be just as useful as Bertha Joggins. ”

"You ————" Wormtail's voice became hoarse and dry, "you, you want to kill me..."

"Wormtail, wormtail," the terrible voice said, "why should I kill you, I don't kill people casually, and it won't do you any good to kill them." It's not what a smart person should do, and I had to kill Bertha Joggins out of necessity. ”

"After my interrogation, she was useless, only bad. Either way, I can't let her go back to the Ministry of Magic, and I can't let people know that a wizard who is supposed to die has met a witch from the Ministry of Magic in a roadside inn. ”

Wormtail muttered a few words in a whisper, Frank didn't hear clearly, and the terrible voice laughed, a high-pitched, crazy laugh that made people shudder.

"You haven't grown at all in your fugitive career, change her memories, what to do if you encounter a powerful wizard, the Oblivion Charm will lose its effect. ”

"Since someone gave her to me, of course I want to kill her. ”

The terrible voice said in a satisfied tone, "She has brought me useful information, of course I have to use her information and intelligence, this is sent to my door on her own initiative, I can't waste it." It's respect for her, it's respect for her memory. ”

In the hallway, Frank realizes what he's heard, his hand holding his cane is soaked with sweat, the horrible man who killed a woman, and he talks about it like he's talking about something frivolous.

He's dangerous, he's an outlaw, he's planning to kill more people, including a boy, a boy named Harry Potter, and others, many more.

Frank knew what he had to do, he had to call the police, only the police could save them, they could save the boys, he had to sneak out of the old house and go to the phone booth in the village.

The terrible voice spoke again, and Frank froze there, as if frozen, and he pricked up his ears desperately to listen.

"As long as you're killing someone...... My faithful servant at Hogwarts will accomplish my plan, and that's it, Wormtail, do your thing and do what you planned. ”

"Shhhh ”

The terrible voice changed, and it hissed in a terrible, intonation, creepy tone, and Frank guessed that he was sick. It was better if he died like this, and his plot could not continue, Frank cursed in his heart.

At this moment, a voice came from the dark corridor behind him, and Frank turned to look at it, and stayed there in fright.

Something terrible, staggering across the dark floor. It's coming this way, and it's getting closer, closer and closer. Through a faint halo, he was horrified to find that it was a terrible, terrifying monster, a giant serpent at least twelve feet long.

Frank was so frightened that he was about to die, and a panic, an icy chill made him creep.

Fear surged up from his heart, surging up more than the artillery fire on the battlefield, which was the instinctive fear of human beings for the beasts above the food chain.

He was so stiff that he couldn't move a finger, he couldn't even move his eyes, he was dumbfounded, straight, and watched the undulating body that snaked and coiled on the floor, leaving deep tracks in the thick dust.

The monster was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't move, couldn't turn around, and could only wait quietly for death.

Miraculously, incrediblely, the strange snake slid straight past him, as if heeding the call of a terrible, cold voice.

It wasn't until the serpent disappeared through the crack in the door that Frank was half-alive, and his body began to react again, sweating on his forehead and shivering all over. The fears that rise and fall in my heart can finally be reflected in my body.

But it didn't help, he couldn't move his legs, he stood there, only shaking uncontrollably.

Behind the door, the icy hissing sound continued.

Like, like, Frank had a bizarre idea, and the sound sounded like he was talking to a snake.

That cold, terrible voice began to speak again.

"Nagini brought back interesting news, it seems that I am indeed too weak, Wormtail. A terrible voice said.

"Really? Wormtail said.

"Of course," said the terrible voice, "Nagini found an old Muggle at the door, and he heard our conversation from beginning to end, and we didn't even notice him. ”

The door opened, and Frank didn't have a chance to dodge, and the door suddenly opened.

(To be continued.) )