Voldemort felt a fire burning in his chest, and his mouth was parched, and his trachea felt like it was about to tear.

Cyrus's words were nothing short of humiliating to Voldemort. What he hated most was the Muggle blood of his body, which in Voldemort's eyes was a disgrace, his noble blood...

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