Somewhere in England.

"Welcome home, my faithful servants."

Voldemort said to his former subordinates with a rare happy expression.

The Death Eaters released from Azkaban formed a circle and respectfully prostrate at Voldemort's feet.

"I knew that you would come back sooner or later, master, and you would not leave us behind."

It was Bellatrix Lestrange who spoke, and because of her long stay in Azkaban, she was eroded by the Dementors all day long, and she did not see the sun, resulting in a withered and inhuman face, her skin was also pale and terrible, and her eye sockets were deeply sunken, and she looked like she was half human, half ghost, and half ghost.

More than ten years ago, she was quite a famous beauty in the wizarding world.

I only heard her voice with a crying tone, choked up and said, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances of more than ten years, but this was tears of joy This is a cry of joy, although the other Death Eaters did not speak, their expressions were similar to her.

The Death Eaters' fanaticism for Voldemort was beyond imagination, and it was entirely religious in nature, which is why they were willing to be arrested and stay in Azkaban for more than a decade.

"It's all right, my servants, I'm back."

Voldemort rarely stepped forward and hugged Bellatrix, which made the latter even more excited, and his whole body was about to be buried in Vollatstar's arms, and as Bellatrix's husband, Rodolphus saw this scene with only the fanaticism in his eyes for Voldemort.

"You've suffered all these years, but don't worry, I'll take it back with all the hardships you've endured over the years."

As soon as these words came out, the Death Eaters of the 'Azkaban faction' became even more excited, and they wanted to die for Voldemort immediately.

"Let's go and rest, Lucius has prepared a comfortable room for you."

This group of subordinates locked up in Azkaban had just come out, and Voldemort naturally couldn't have given them tasks so quickly, at least until they had rested for a while and adapted to the current environment.

"Master, we found these two guys in prison."

"Neither our people, nor the Dark Wizards, and even the reason for being imprisoned in Azkaban is very strange."

"The man used his identity as a well-known writer to molest the underage wizard woman's malicious fabrication of false information. Wow, being jointly sued by one hundred and eighty-nine well-known wizards, I'm really curious how you did it? ”

Avery threw a man and a woman out, and since the Death Eaters of Azkaban were released, his status had dropped again and again, although he had been prepared for a long time, he was still a little uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Voldemort.

"Please, don't kill us."

A man and a woman fell to their knees trembling on the ground, scared like quails.

"Don't be afraid." Voldemort exclaimed in comfort.

Maybe it was because his subordinates were successfully rescued that he was in a very happy mood, and it was rare to show a little kind expression, but when the two of them saw his noseless face, they trembled even more.

"You're scared of me?" Voldemort leaned over and asked, his good mood swept away.

Although Voldemort wants the world to be afraid of him, but now he obviously doesn't want to do that, do you think that the once handsome guy really doesn't care about his image at all?

"No, no"

The two said in unison.

"You're lying!"

Before Voldemort could speak, Avery yelled at the two of them viciously, "No one can deceive our master!" ”

"Avery, don't frighten our friends."

Voldemort waved his hand, then leaned down again, "Tell me, your names." ”

"Then tell me what you're used for."

The implication is that if it is not useful

The Death Eaters never take waste, and certainly not wizards who are not 'pure' in blood, unless they can demonstrate their worth.

"Gilderoy Lockhart"

The blonde man stammered, "I'll write a book."

"Lilita Skeeter."

Seeing this, the woman on the side also honestly confessed: "I will write news"

Both were writers.

Lucius whispered a few words in Voldemort's ear, and the latter's eyes lit up slightly.

"Oh, it turned out to be the famous Prophet Daily reporter, and the well-known writer Mr."

"You guys are useful. Very useful"

Voldemort grinned rarely, and finally there were two people who could be useful in words.

Most importantly, both of them are pure-bloods.

"Then I ask you, would you like to join the Death Eaters?"

Scarlet eyes stared at the two, and the two of them only felt that they were naked, and they were clearly seen.

"Yes! Absolutely! ”

The two of them are not stupid, this is a matter of life and death, of course, they will promise first.

"Good."

Voldemort was very satisfied with the attitude of the two of them to 'understand the current affairs', stood up and stretched out his fingers, and swiped lightly on their arms, and the pattern of skeletons and poisonous snakes immediately appeared.

"From now on, you will be my faithful servants."

Feeling the burning pain in their arms, the two of them prostrate at Voldemort's feet.

There are only possible ways to put the Dark Mark on other Death Eaters. At the thought of this, the two of them felt like falling into an ice cellar, and they couldn't help but shudder.

The Dark Lord.

It was only then that the two realized the identity of the person in front of them.

It's ridiculous to say that because of the fear of Voldemort, the entire wizarding world doesn't even have a portrait of him.

Other accounts of Voldemort describe him as a demonic and terrifying character.

If he hadn't seen Voldemort, then as long as he didn't say it, the other party probably wouldn't recognize him.

"We want you to continue your old ways."

Voldemort's voice came from above.

"I want you to publish a book about Dumbledore, and I want you to do everything you can to discredit him."

"I guess you're pretty good at that, right?"

The two of them nodded frantically as if the chicks were pecking rice.

"I've thought of the title of the book, it's called Albus Dumbledore's Life and Lies!"

The only wizard in the entire wizarding world who makes him jealous is Dumbledore, and Dumbledore must not be allowed to take the position of Minister of Magic.

On this point of view, Voldemort and Fudge are surprisingly in agreement.

The first step was to bring Dumbledore's reputation to life, at least not to make him run for Minister of Magic.

"All the populace are ignorant, they only believe in authority. I want you to be that authority. ”

"This book is going to be a big sell, can you guarantee it?"

Whether it can be guaranteed or not, now if the two of them don't want to die, they can only nod their heads and agree.

"Very good, very good. If you can do it, I will give you anything you want. ”

"Everyone knows that I have always been very generous to my subordinates."

(End of chapter)