Outside the Transylvanian Horror Castle, a team of countless strange-looking sub-humans walked mightily.

There are bloodthirsty werewolves, humanoid witches who like to eat the flesh of children, and brutal giants.

Avery completed the mission given to him by Voldemort and returned with the subhumans.

The Death Eaters, who were standing guard at the gate, saw Avery and immediately informed the rest of the castle, and Barty Jr. soon came out to receive him warmly on Voldemort's behalf.

"Avery, it's finally time for you, come in."

"They're already sitting inside, and they're getting ready to celebrate tonight."

The first thing Avery did when Avery saw Barty Jr. and asked Voldemort if he had any other instructions: "Lucius, is he back?" ”

"He came back three days before you."

Barty Jr. replied casually.

Hearing this, Avery continued to ask, "How many people did he bring?" ”

Little Barty paused when he heard this, and after looking at the other party with an intriguing look, he still replied to him: "It's probably less than three hundred." ”

"That's all?" Avery's eyes lit up at the words.

He brought back this group of subhumans, a whole hundred giants alone, and at least a thousand humanoid witches and three hundred werewolves.

Isn't that a comparison to Lucius?

Although Avery is currently in a state of defection to Lucius, this does not mean that he is not careful, as the number of Death Eaters in Azkaban continues to dwindle and the balance between the two sides begins to break, he has some thoughts about it.

No one wants to be a junior brother, especially since he was the head of the game for a while, playing against Lucius.

To be honest, there must be more than these number of dark wizards left in the whole of Europe except for the Death Eaters, and the problem is that not all the dark wizards are powerful, and many of them are also good and bad, if it is just for the sake of numbers, Lucius can pull out a team of more than a thousand dark wizards.

But that doesn't make much sense, it's just a matter of making up the numbers.

Just like the humanoid witches in Avery's team, a giant can fight more than a hundred humanoid witches, and an adult wizard can easily fight a dozen or twenty at a time.

The quantity doesn't make much sense other than producing more feces.

Little Barty took Avery's expression in his eyes, but he didn't correct him, leading him and the subhumans behind him into the castle.

The Castle of Horrors, the birthplace of vampires, is a magical castle with a very long history.

Although it is not as magical as Hogwarts, it also has its own unique place, and it has also been enchanted a lot, and the Traceless Stretching Charm is only a basic operation, so it is not a problem to accommodate these sub-people.

Ordinary subhumans couldn't meet Voldemort, so they entered the castle's auditorium with only the patriarch and a few entourage.

Voldemort sat in the center of the Great Hall, a large green serpent hovering over him, and not far to his left sat the Azkaban Death Eaters led by Bella, and not far to his right sat the pure-blood elite Death Eaters led by Lucius.

Dementors and banshees floated across the ceiling, dimming the temperature and brightness around them.

However, this color is more in line with the style of the Death Eater villains.

"The wizard next to Lucius is called Pipiru Blank, and the witch is Lucisi Macchiato, and they are the two most outstanding dark wizards invited by Lucius this time, and their magic power is very profound, and they are deeply loved by their masters."

Barty Jr. gave Avery a few brief introductions, and then naturally returned to Bella's place, and after thinking for a while, Avery returned to Lucius's side.

Looking at the giant at least 7 meters below, the werewolf full of beastly breath, and the ugly and domineering humanoid witch, Voldemort rarely showed a satisfied gaze.

His power has grown a little bigger.

There's no one who doesn't want their power to get stronger.

The subhumans were seated below the Death Eaters.

According to Voldemort's usual style, subhumans are not qualified to sit with them, unless they can fly in the sky like Dementors and Banshees.

The overall style of the whole banquet is still on the cold side, after all, there are too many dark creatures, and the warm color system really doesn't match them, and Voldemort himself doesn't like light and warmth, the banquet ended quickly, after all, except for dark wizards and werewolves, the recipes of other subhuman races are not the same as normal people (banshees feed on fear, Dementors feed on happiness), and they don't like the cooked food that humans eat.

The dark wizards gathered and began to discuss key issues.

When to return to England, when to make an official appearance, when to rule the wizarding world.

"Wait a year, and next year, I will take you back and take back what belongs to us."

Voldemort was waiting for Dumbledore to die, and as long as Dumbledore was dead, he would have nothing to worry about.

But as long as Dumbledore doesn't die for a day, then he still won't easily set foot in that land of England.

The Death Eaters and Dark Wizards agreed, of course, and they obeyed any orders of Voldemort.

And there's a problem with the subhumans over there.

"Wait? Kakus, no, like, wait. ”

The first to raise objections was the giant.

The leader of the Giants, Kakus, looked very angry, yelling and expressing his opinion in clumsy language: "Giants, Kakus, eat, come, promise to eat meat, eat human flesh, now, you, wait?" ”

His pronunciation is very light, but the general meaning can be understood.

The giants came for the freedom to eat meat, and Avery promised them that they could eat human flesh as they pleased, so he was very reluctant to wait another year.

As for Voldemort, even if Kakus didn't say anything, he knew what the other party was thinking.

"The leader of the Giant Clan disagrees."

Voldemort looked coldly at the huge figure, then held out a finger.

A dark green glow lit up the room, and Kakus's mountain-like body crashed to the ground.

"Then change it."

The cold voice made the humanoid witches who were watching the play tremble.

Then he casually pointed to one of the two retinues brought by the leader of the Giant Clan.

"What's your name?"

The attendant didn't seem to react, and was pointed out by Voldemort to be slow to react and didn't reply immediately.

Then there was another flash of green light, and the other giant fell to the ground with a thud, and Voldemort asked the same question to the last giant.

"What's your name?"

"High horses." The giant replied with a loud voice.

It's not that the giant is clever, he hasn't recovered from why his leader and companions suddenly fell, it's just an honest answer to the reflex after being asked.

Voldemort didn't care about that, though, and just answered his question.

He nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, Gao Gaoma." ”

"From now on, you will be the new leader of the Giants."

(End of chapter)