Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

"Oh damn, what did you do to Lupine?"

Dumbledore's roar woke Harry up from his memories.

Lupin?

Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?

Harry was not sure why Dumbledore suddenly asked this question, but he remembered that before going out tonight, he had seen the professor on night watch.

"He is fine, Albus, calm, no one is hurting him." Voldemort said with a smile.

Dumbledore did not smile. He looked at Voldemort angrily, waiting for a more specific explanation.

"Wait a minute, the 'Lupin' who deceived you will appear, and I think he will give you the answer." Voldemort said.

"snort."

Dumbledore snorted angrily and looked at the pensieve again, paying attention to the memory of Demogorgon.

There are many memories there, and they are all related to the observer.

Suddenly, the rustling sound of cloaks was heard, and figures one after another suddenly appeared on the island in the middle of the lake.

They all wore uniform black robes, but they were a bit rougher than those of Malfoy and the others, but the masks on their faces were just like Malfoy and the others, each had its own differences.

These figures walked very slowly, and some saw Dumbledore not far away from Voldemort, looking at the Pensieve, and stood there in shock.

But more people were silent and cautiously came to their positions.

A Death Eater wanted to kneel down and kiss the hem of Voldemort's black robe, but he kicked him away.

The man's mask slipped in mid-air. He raised the mask in horror and put it on his face again.

"Karkaroff is here too?" Harry heard Abu say, "I thought he wouldn't come."

"He had a fight with Dumbledore. If he didn't come here, no one would protect him, so..."

Voldemort didn't finish what he said, but Karkaroff, who heard his whisper, was trembling in fear.

"Go back to your place, you coward."

Voldemort scolded him angrily and had no more words.

Not long after, a figure appeared and walked straight towards Voldemort.

"Allow me to kiss your hand, my lord."

This man's voice sounded familiar to Harry.

"Of course, my little Barty."

Voldemort smiled and reached out his hand, and when the other person kissed the back of his hand, he touched his head.

"Don't return to the team yet, go to Dumbledore and explain to him about Lupin, and then determine whether you want to continue teaching for this semester, or let the real Lupine teach directly."

Voldemort whispered in his ear, and that intimate look made countless Death Eaters jealous.

"It's Crouch Jr. I recognize his mask."

I don’t know who said this and pointed out Crouch’s identity.

Voldemort didn't care about the communication between the Death Eaters. He just waved his hand to let Crouch leave and looked at the Death Eaters who were already lined up.

"Welcome, Death Eaters, you are welcome."

Voldemort said in his clear voice, "Twelve years have passed since our last gathering, but you still responded to my call just like yesterday."

Voldemort walked to the neatly organized team and looked at the silent crowd.

His eyes lingered on several gaps in the team for a moment before he spoke again.

"There are three less Death Eaters here. I knew they had died for me. To my surprise, the others are back."

Voldemort looked at one of them and frowned, "Snape, what gave you the courage to come here?"

His words immediately attracted many people to look at the figure he was staring at.

"Owner……"

Snape opened his mouth to explain, but Voldemort interrupted him.

"I'll leave your questions later, Wormtail, I didn't expect you to come back."

Voldemort looked at the end of the team, "Tell me the source of your courage."

"Master...Master, I miss you day and night...I miss you..."

"Have you been a mouse for so long that you have forgotten how to speak human words?"

Voldemort interrupted him with a wave of disgust, "I will keep you safe, Wormtail, but that's all. You betrayed your friends, which makes me think you can't be trusted."

Wormtail, who was wearing obviously ill-fitting clothes, was lying on the ground, shivering and not daring to say anything.

"Voldemort, what do you mean?"

Dumbledore, who was communicating with Crouch Jr. on the other side, suddenly asked.

"Sirius, he is not a traitor, Dumbledore, he is your loyal minister."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he looked at Harry who was not far away and said, "Your godfather, he is a good man, but of course, he is also a fool."

His words elicited jeers from several of the Death Eaters.

The loudest among them were old Goyle and old Crabbe, whom Voldemort was very familiar with.

Almost every time someone among the Death Eaters laughed, these two were the ones leading the charge.

But what Voldemort couldn't figure out was that with the IQs of these two people, what's so funny about others being "idiots"?

"You mean, the news was revealed back then..."

Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, Voldemort interrupted impatiently: "With your IQ, I think you already understand what I mean.

"Yes, that's it, and I'll have Wormtail write a statement and save that loyal fool."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he ignored Dumbledore and looked at the Death Eaters.

"I have no intention of telling you what I have experienced in the past twelve years.

"I don't want to emphasize how powerful this resurrection has made me.

"Of course, regarding the past matters - about the fact that you did not take the initiative to look for me - I will not pursue it again or take revenge later."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he paused briefly.

And through this words, the people below began to discuss something in a low voice.

This was of course led by those Death Eaters who had already met Voldemort, otherwise those who had just returned would not have such courage.

"but."

Voldemort suddenly raised his voice, causing all the Death Eaters to immediately shut their mouths.

“My style has changed, my plans have adjusted.

"So, you need to adapt and accept these changes, otherwise, I will punish you for your original inaction."

After saying this, Voldemort glanced at everyone with cold eyes.

The Death Eater who originally looked up at him seemed to be experiencing the same horror again at this moment.

They lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at him.

"It's not time to tell you about the specific changes and specific plans, but there are a few things you can keep in mind first."

Voldemort rubbed the Elder Wand with both hands. He felt that the feel of this thing was not as good as he imagined.

"First, it is prohibited to use the Death Curse unless necessary."

"Second, it is forbidden to use the Cruciatus Curse on people who have no ill intentions towards you."

"Third, it is forbidden to use black magic unscrupulously and let yourself sink into negative emotions and be unable to extricate yourself."

With three orders, the Death Eaters exploded instantly.

No, Master, have we changed into a good organization?