Hogwarts Homecoming

"After Brian pushed for the establishment of the joint forces, the plan we discussed, Adam, go do it--"

Voldemort said softly,

"You are in charge of the prisoners in Exeter. I hope you can teach Brian a lesson."

"I will do my best and try not to disappoint you, respected Dark Lord!"

Adam trembled slightly, and his eyes flushed with excitement.

That plan--

Many Death Eaters on both sides of the long table showed interest.

Severus and Lucius, alert at the same time.

It seems that the Dark Lord intends to do something to deal with Amosta's aggressiveness, but he does not intend to let the Death Eaters participate in the plan, but intends to use the prisoners in Exeter.

Why is this?

Does Voldemort think there are traitors in the Death Eater team, or does he think that most of these wizards from pure-blood families in the UK dare not offend Brian too much?

Or, this mission is very dangerous, and Voldemort does not want to sacrifice his more loyal Death Eaters?

Lucius and Severus were thinking about these questions, but they could not show any abnormality.

The tasks that Voldemort gave to the Death Eaters were independent of each other, and it was an iron rule that they could not ask about them.

Otherwise, Voldemort would immediately become suspicious.

"Master, I am willing to deal with Brian for you!"

Bellatrix raised one hand and looked at Voldemort at the top with enthusiasm.

"You are also willing to deal with Brian for me."

Voldemort imitated Bellatrix's words, tilted his head slightly to one side, and looked at Bellatrix.

"These words coming out of your mouth are very meaningful, Bellatrix."

Bellatrix, with black hair and swollen eyes, suddenly had a red face, and her eyes were filled with tears of joy.

"But I'm afraid you don't have the time, Bellatrix. I heard about your family. Maybe there are some happy events that will trip you up."

Voldemort's voice was full of sarcasm.

Bellatrix stared at him blankly, her lips slightly open, as if she was confused.

"I don't understand what you mean, Master."

"I'm talking about your niece, Bellatrix. And your niece, Lucius and Narcissa. I heard the news. She's going to marry the werewolf Remus Lupin. I think you must be very proud, right?"

A burst of sneers broke out around the table.

Many people leaned forward, exchanging pleasant glances with each other, and a few people even pounded the table with their fists. It was really interesting to see Bellatrix and the Malfoy family being humiliated.

"Master, she is not our niece!"

Bellatrix shouted loudly amid the noisy laughter, her face red and white,

"Since our sister married that mudblood, we, Narcissa and I - have never looked at her in the eye. That child, and the beast she married, have nothing to do with us!"

Although Narcissa and Lucius did not argue for themselves, they also lowered their heads, with a real sense of humiliation on their faces.

"Enough."

Voldemort stroked Nagini's head and said,

"Enough."

Then the laughter subsided immediately.

"For a long time, many of our oldest families have become a little sick."

He looked at everyone and said, ignoring Bellatrix's pleading eyes,

"You must prune the branches and leaves to keep it healthy, don't you, cut off those parts that threaten the overall health."

"Yes, Master!"

Bellatrix whispered, her eyes filled with tears of gratitude again,

"As long as there is a chance!"

"Opportunity."

Voldemort smiled coldly,

"Won't just wait, Bellatrix, now is a good time to cut out the rotten sores that are harming us."

The Death Eaters all understood, but their expressions were not as happy as when they laughed at Bellatrix just now.

This matter is very risky.

Don't forget that Remus Lupin has always been a loyal supporter of Amosstar Blaine, and Blaine even handed over the learning machine workshop worth millions to Remus Lupin.

At the same time, he also recommended Remus Lupin to become an advisor to the Ministry of Magic.

Blaine will definitely attend his wedding.

"I am willing to do it, Master!"

Bellatrix said excitedly,

"I promise you, I will crush those filthy beasts to pieces!"

"I hope so, Bellatrix--"

Voldemort nodded lazily.

Severus' heart moved slightly, and he noticed the fleeting light in Voldemort's bloody eyes.

This matter. I'm afraid it's not that simple.

"You also participate in this task, dear Vitia Cleona--"

Voldemort looked at Vitia for the first time since the dinner began.

The slight commotion in the restaurant stopped immediately, and the Death Eaters looked at Vitia with a wooden face cautiously.

This woman has a special status among them.

She is not a wizard who is loyal to the Dark Lord like them, but more like a collaborator of the Dark Lord.

Her presence undoubtedly highlights the power of Voldemort.

In the Quidditch World Cup final, she forced Amos Tower Blaine to show his unrivaled power in front of the world for the first time.

And such a wizard had no choice but to accept the imprisonment of the Dark Lord.

"If you want me to hold back one of Blaine or Dumbledore for you."

Vetia frowned.

"That's not my plan, Cleon."

Voldemort said, Nagini, who was curled on her legs, slowly raised her head, shaking her body slightly, and her cold snake eyes exuded chill.

If Cleon dared to say no, it would immediately tear her neck with its sharp fangs.

The light in Vitia's emerald pupils flickered.

It was not because of Nagini who was ready to make a move on her, but because of Severus Snape, who was sitting diagonally opposite her and had an expressionless face.

"Okay."

After a brief thought, Vitia nodded. She asked casually,

"What is your specific plan?"

"Oh, haha, plan--"

Cleona, who was sensible, made Voldemort feel a little happier, but in the face of the inquiry and the curious gazes of many Death Eaters, Voldemort smiled tactfully,

"Ridiculous question. Do you think that Voldemort needs to make a plan himself to deal with a despicable wolf cub?"

Vitia fell silent.

In the primeval forest of Albania, she had been with Voldemort for a while, and she would not be unaware of what kind of dark wizard Voldemort was.

Voldemort definitely did not have his own plan, but simply wanted to ruin the wedding and kill Remus Lupin.

"Then, I think"

Voldemort's eyes moved away from Vitia's face and looked at his Death Eaters,

"This pleasant family gathering should be..."

"Wait."

Vitia, who had stopped talking, suddenly interrupted Voldemort's words.

Voldemort's bloodshot eyes suddenly showed anger, and the Death Eaters stared at Vitia Cleona in fear or anger.

"How dare you interrupt your master, you!"

Bellatrix was furious, took out her wand and pointed it at Vitia, as if she was ready to wash away Voldemort's shame.

"Shut up, Bella!"

Voldemort's voice suddenly became high-pitched. After stopping Bellatrix, he asked in a polite tone, but his eyes were cold enough to freeze people's souls.

"Do you have anything to teach Voldemort, my dear Vitia Cleona?"

"This place--"

Vitia turned her head and pointed out the window with her eyes,

"You can't stay here any longer."

What does it mean?

Many Death Eaters looked confused.

This woman has been detained for too long, and she wants to go out and move around?

Lucius and Narcissa's expressions moved slightly, and they looked at Vitia expectantly.

"You know what I mean--"

Faced with the gazes of many people, Vitia remained calm and said to Voldemort calmly,

"We must move away from here, otherwise, everyone will die." (End of this chapter)