Chapter 175: Allegiance
"Master, where are you? Master! Bellatrix and Claire arrived in the Albanian forest, and Bellatrix immediately rushed to the forest to find Voldemort.
After failing to capture the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort returned to avoid Dumbledore. Voldemort returned here on the one hand because the forest was vast enough that it was filled with terrifying creatures, including the formidable Winged Demon, and Voldemort was confident that even if Dumbledore followed Quirrell's clues, he would not be able to catch him.
On the other hand, he also used it to let his followers know his whereabouts, and he now needed the help of his servants.
In fact, Voldemort's plan would have succeeded if it hadn't been for Maple's obstruction, and Peter Pettigrew would have come over to find his master if it hadn't fallen into Maple's hands.
However, another time-traveler turned the future around, and Kriel, Bellatrix and a captive arrived in the Albanian forest.
Although Bellatrix is much more powerful than Peter Pettigrew, she easily subdues the lone Ministry of Magic witch Bertha Jorkins and offers it to her master. But there's one thing she's not as good as Peter Pettigrew, and that's that he's an Animagus.
Peter Pettigrew can communicate with the animals he transforms into Animagus to gain information, and rats are one of the most tenacious animals, even in the dangerous forests of Albania.
Without Peter Pettigrew's intelligence-gathering abilities, Bellatrix spent more effort than Peter Pettigrew to find him, and in the end, Voldemort took the initiative to find him.
Afraid of Dumbledore, Voldemort hid in the depths of the forest, but just as Peter Pettigrew was looking for help from a mouse, Voldemort, who knew Parseltongue, controlled the snakes in the forest to gather information for him.
A python came to Bellatrix and was about to raise her wand, when she heard the voice that haunted herβ
"Bella!" The black mist floating out of the python was also excited, and finally someone came to look for him.
"Master!" Bellatrix shouted excitedly with a feverish, adoring gaze.
"Who is she?" Voldemort's Shadow asked coldly when he saw Clare beside Bellatrix.
"Kril Pandora, meet the Dark Lord!" Kraire bowed to Voldemort in a low posture.
"Pandora!" There seemed to be a slight surprise in Voldemort's cold voice.
"The Dark Lord really knows my family, it seems that I am right, only the Dark Lord can solve my problems." After saying this, Kril did not forget to pay tribute, and said, "It was I who brought your most loyal servant from Azkaban in exchange for a few lowly souls. When communicating with Dementors, I promise you more soul rewards in the future, and I hope you don't get offended. β
"The Dementors are our natural covenant, and that is nothing. I admire you, Clearl, would you like to join our team and be one of us? Although Voldemort seems to be a sincere invitation at this moment, if Claire refuses, I am afraid that Voldemort will immediately turn his face and be ruthless after regaining his strength.
"Gladly!" Almost without hesitation, Kraire immediately agreed.
"Welcome to our great team, you have helped me, and the Dark Lord will reward you with satisfaction." Voldemort was pleased with Clear's performance and immediately promised. When the Dark Lord was weak, he had a very high emotional intelligence and an extremely delicate mind, but once he regained his strength, he would become tyrannical and ruthless.
"Thank you, master!" Claire immediately changed her title, and she seemed to notice the sudden hostility of Bellatrix on the side, and continued: "I have just joined, and my loyalty to you has yet to be tested, but the loyalty of your servant is really admirable. After her master's disappearance, she immediately searched everywhere for his master's whereabouts, and for his master's sake she endured thirteen years of torture in Azkaban. β
"Bella, you'd rather go to Azkaban than betray me, it's good, I see your loyalty, and when I return, you'll be rewarded in a way you can't dream of." Voldemort turned to Bellatrix and said.
"Thank you, master!" When Bellatrix heard Voldemort's praise, he immediately shouted excitedly, and then offered the unconscious Bertha Jorkins both hands, "This is for you first, master!" β
"Very well, Bella, you did a great job!" Voldemort complimented again, and then his entire soul rushed straight into Bertha Jorkins' body.
It didn't take long for Bertha Joggins to wake up, with a look of fear on her face, and a terrible scream came out of her mouth: "Please, let me go, I'll tell you whatever you want to know?" Please, let me go! β
But to no avail, no matter how miserable the prey is, it will not get the mercy of the hunter.
"Triwizard Tournament! Very good! After receiving this information, Bertha Joggins soon let out an even more terrible scream. Her body suddenly decomposed and foamed like a dead corpse just like Quirrell had done when he had touched Harry.
Soon, Bertha Jorkins turned into a rotting corpse in front of Bellatrix and the others, but there was no movement on the two of them, and Bellatrix instead showed a cruel and perverted smile.
When Voldemort possessed one of his twin brothers, he discovered the seed of dark magic in his body, which was not a Imperius Curse, but a Horcrux that split the soul and parasitized them to manipulate them more powerfully than the Imperius Curse.
After Voldemort swallowed such seeds of dark magic, he went back to the roots and devoured the souls of their masters. From that time on, Voldemort learned again the dark magic that devoured other souls to strengthen himself.
Voldemort felt that this black magic seemed to be tailor-made for him after splitting souls to create Horcruxes, and if he didn't make a Horcrux, he would split his soul once, but this black magic could make up for the mutilation of his soul to a certain extent. However, even if he devoured more souls, he could not restore his broken soul to the full soul appearance before the split, but he could still continuously improve the power of Voldemort's soul.
Despite such a powerful black magic, Voldemort was not picky like the Dementors. He felt that the Muggle soul was as filthy as their mudblood, and that it was not worthy of being integrated into his noble soul. And the soul of the wizard, after he had not been able to get the physical body and became weak again, he was no longer able to invade their bodies.
After receiving the important information of the Triwizard Tournament, Voldemort couldn't wait to devour her soul.
The villagers of Little Hageton were all mournful after seeing the latest issue of the newspaper, and the other day they were excited as if they were celebrating a holiday. The Light of Hope, a behemoth that had risen rapidly with lightning speed, suddenly announced in the newspapers that it had halted its development plans at Little Hangleton, citing a lack of talks with the owner of Little Hangleton's villa.
Of course, this is just a casual excuse, Voldemort will stay here for the next year, if they build a project here and disturb Voldemort's purity, it is conceivable that Voldemort's revenge after recovery will definitely cause heavy losses to the Ray of Hope Group, and may even be quietly destroyed.
The villagers of Little Hangleton, who do not know the truth, think that everything they have lost is the fault of the unknown rich man, but the villagers do not dare to take their grievances out on the rich man of the villa, and Frank, the gardener who takes care of his villa that is vacant for 'tax reasons', has unfortunately become the object of their venting.
The inhabitants of the estate still refer to the villa as 'Riddle House', even though the first owners of the estate, the Riddle family, have been dead for many years. Even though it has been abandoned for many years, it is still the most spacious and imposing building within a radius of several miles.
It's no wonder that the Lights of Hope Group has set its sights on this area, because given the poverty of these villages, there is a lot of gratitude for building an asphalt road that leads directly to the city, and some of the jobs that don't require technical content can be replaced by cheap labor in the village.
It's just that this is not only the hiding place before Voldemort's resurrection, but also the place where the last generation of the Slytherin family lived, and Voldemort's important Horcrux was hidden in Marvolo's ancestral house. The neighborhood was as calm and peaceful as ever, but Voldemort couldn't ignore it if there was a big disturbance in the construction ground.
Perhaps because of the lack of spiritual life, the inhabitants of this place still remember the murder that took place here half a century ago.
Voldemort killed his father and grandfather when he was still a teenager, and he also blamed his uncle Morfin. At that time, Frank, who was working as a gardener in Riddle Mansion, was arrested as a suspect, but the real cause of death of the Riddle family, the Avada curse, did not leave any traces on the body, and after the autopsy report came out, Frank was immediately acquitted, but the villagers still regarded him as a murderer.
The iron-clad Frank, the flowing tycoon, and the Riddle House have had several owners since then, but Frank has been working as a gardener here.
The villagers have never forgotten the Riddle family, and on the other hand, it has something to do with the fact that the 'murderer' Frank has never been out of their sight.
Frank sensed the unfriendliness of the villagers, and he ignored it and devoted himself to keeping the manor in order, even though none of the owners of Riddle House had ever come to inspect it.
But the villagers, who still suspected him of being the murderer, did not let Frank go, and the boys in the village always liked to throw stones at the windows of Riddle House, and the grass that Frank had worked so hard to maintain was occasionally weighed down by the wheels of bicycles.
After the Lights of Hope Group's planned project here was cancelled, the villagers no longer had children in their hands. In addition, the rich owner of the manor never came here made them a lot more emboldened, so the villagers who needed to vent came here and smashed the window glass here with stones, and the grass that had been taken care of was trampled in a mess, and even the other flowers and plants in the yard were damaged to varying degrees.
Why are good people not treated with kindness, Frank chooses to forgive them again and again, not caring because they are not worthy, but they are often regarded as weak.
After the angry villagers left, Frank saw that the manor he was lame but still insisted on taking care of it every day was in a mess, and Frank, who had been misunderstood for many years but still gritted his teeth and persisted, shed tears of grievance for the first time, and this was also the first time he felt angry and did not want to be tolerant and forgive.
It's just that even though he used to be a soldier, he is old at the moment, and he is still lame on one leg, so he can't move. For the first time, the heartbroken Frank did not continue to repair the manor after it was destroyed, but went to sleep in his room in despair.
The villagers vented for many days before finally letting Frank go and resuming little Hangleton's routine. Frank dragged his sick leg again and continued to take care of the ruined manor.
He genuinely loves what he does, but the villagers are gone, but they set a bad example, and the children are bullying Frank even more than ever.
This lasted until August, and one night there was a sudden unusual movement on the old house. When Frank wakes up from the pain of his broken leg, he sees a glimmer of light in the upstairs room and thinks the kids are making trouble again.
Frank dragged his broken leg back to the bedroom, got dressed, removed the old key to the building over there, and walked over with his cane. The stone steps of the staircase over there were thick layers of dust, and decades of accumulation had made Frank's footsteps and crutches inaudible.
Frank followed the light to the door of the broken room, and saw the scene in the room through the narrow slit in the doorway, which made Frank pause.
Because there were no children inside, just two strange figures covered by black cloaks, where is this a fashionable fancy dress?
"Master, there's still one in the bottle, do you still need it?" Leaving Azkaban and staying by the side of his most admired master, Bellatrix is now completely like Azkaban, and he is simply radiant.
"Stay a minute, Bella!" A cold, piercing voice said, somehow, just hearing the man's voice made Frank's hairs stand on end, "Move me to the fire." β
"Yes, master!" Bellatrix said eagerly, and then continued to report back to Voldemort: "Master, we have already heard that Lupin, the professor who taught Defence Against the Dark Arts class last year, is a werewolf, and we have written to the Daily Prophet, believing that this will be the headline on the front page of the Prophet next time, and I think my sister and brother-in-law will be happy to add to Dumbledore's troubles." β
"Lucius, Narcissa, hum!" Voldemort's voice suddenly became much colder, Bellatrix was in the same state of mind as Barty Crouch Jr., they hated Lucius for being free but refusing to seek out their masters, and they expected Voldemort to punish them harshly, otherwise how could they be worthy of the prison they suffered while those people were free. Bellatrix deliberately mentions Lucius and Narcissa, and sure enough, she gets the answer she wants from Voldemort, and her heart is immediately perverted satisfied.
"Where's Clear?" Voldemort asked again.
"She said she would continue to be out there to find out the news for her master." Bellatrix said casually, wishing that Clarelle was not there, and that she was here alone with her master.
Voldemort didn't care about this, and after regaining a weak form, Voldemort was able to imprint the Dark Devil mark, and Claret already had the same mark on his left arm as Bellatrix.
In addition, Voldemort also sucked some of the curse power from Clear, which may have been tarsal poison for others, but it is of great benefit to Voldemort today.
His current body was made of dark magic by mixing Nagini's venom with unicorn blood, and his dark aura seemed to complement the curse of the same dark power, and it could also help Voldemort resist some of the curses of the unicorn blood of the light.
"Where's Nagini?" Voldemort asked again.
"I think it's the first time I've been to this place, and he's probably going to look around and explore the whole house." Bellatrix said.
"You feed Him milk once before we go to bed, Bella, I need a meal for the night, and I'm tired along the way." Voldemort said.
"Master, do you want me"
"Don't act rashly for now, Bella, now that you're in England, it's better to be careful in Dumbledore's place." Voldemort thwarted Bellatrix's thoughts, and Voldemort definitely didn't want to get Dumbledore's attention until he regained his strength.
"Master, how long are we going to stay here?"
"A week, maybe longer. It's a cozy place, and the plan can't be implemented yet. It would be unwise to be hasty before the end of the Quidditch World Cup. β
"Boring party!" Bellatrix snorted, in her eyes, there was only the master, and she was not interested in Quidditch at all.
"Hisss hiss!" Voldemort began to speak again, hissing like a snake spitting out a letter, and Bellatrix knew it was the master speaking of the Parseltongue. This is the ability that the master inherited from his noble ancestor Salazar Slytherin, and Bellatrix listened to his master summon Nagini in snake language, and an obsessive look appeared on his face.
After a moment of silence, Voldemort hissed and snorted again.
Frank, who had been eavesdropping outside the door, was stunned at first, and through the light of the fireplace in the house, he saw a giant snake, at least twelve feet long, but before he could decide whether to run or fight to the death, the serpent slid past him in an incredible way, and directly obeyed the hissing call and went straight through the crack in the door.
"Nagini brings interesting news, Bella." Voldemort said, and Nagini was hovering around him, like a pug wagging his tail.
"What's the news?"
"Nagini said there was an old Muggle who was standing outside this room right now, listening to us word for word." Voldemort said.
"That's interesting news, master!" Bellatrix laughed, and with a wave of her wand, the door opened, and a lame old man appeared in their field of vision.
"Did you hear everything, Muggle?" Voldemort said coldly.
"What do you call me?"
"I call you a Muggle," Voldemort said coldly, "that is, you're not a wizard. β
"I don't know what you mean by wizard." Frank said, "My wife knows I'm coming here, if I don't go back."
"You don't have a wife," Voldemort's cold voice said slowly, "no one knows you're here, you haven't told anyone you're here." Muggles, don't lie to Lord Voldemort, he knows everything... KNOW EVERYTHING ... β
"What did you say?" Frank said rudely, "My lord, huh?" Hmph, I don't think you're very good, my lord! Why don't you turn your face to me like a man? β
"Because I'm not a man, Muggle," Voldemort's cold voice said, "I'm much better than a man." Lord Voldemort will be happy to grant you one last request, Bella, and turn my chair around. β
Bellatrix stepped forward, spun the armchair around, and gave Frank a mocking and disdainful smile. Naginh raised her ugly head and let out a slight hissing sound from her mouth.
The chair turned around and saw Voldemort's true face at this moment, Frank had never seen such a horrible thing, his crutches fell off without realizing it, his lips were dry, and then a terrible cry came out of his mouth.
"Avada suo!" A flash of green light flashed, and Frank collapsed to the ground.
For the death of the old Muggle, Bellatrix only felt perverted satisfaction in her heart, and she was also very happy when she tortured Muggles and mudbloods in the past. It's just that she wasn't very careful, and she didn't notice the thoughtful expression that Voldemort showed to Nagini beside him after killing Frank.
Voldemort could feel Bellatrix's devotion to him as if he were a believer, but Voldemort had always treated her as a tool, a useful tool.
Compared to humans, Nagini is more to his heart. After killing someone once, Voldemort once again had the chance to split his soul, and he chose Nagini over Bellatrix, the same human as him.
The wariness of one's own kind makes people prefer to give more sincerity to pets that do not have the same wisdom as humans, and even the closest friends and family of one's own kind cannot be completely reassured.
Voldemort finally gathered all the seven Horcruxes he had planned, and after Nagini's new Horcrux was created, the unexpected eighth Horcrux, Harry Potter's scar, which Voldemort didn't know, hurt again.
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