Chapter 405 402. Three things the Dark Lord wants

   "Peter!"

  Bella sharply yelled out the fat mouse hiding among the death eaters on the wall.

  Peter dodges his gaze and dared not look directly into Bella's eyes. In front of these people, he completely lost the prestige that he had in front of Malfoy.

  The wall-heads were afraid of being liquidated, so they tried their best to flatter and have direct contact with the resurrected Dark Lord. It looks like Peter, the "Holy Family Zhenglong".

  But these **** factions are not afraid.

  The resurrected Dark Lord will not only blame them for these loyal servants, but will also rely on them more.

  After all, these talents are people who have stood the test and are truly loyal to their masters.

   "Have you seen the master?" Bella's crazy eyes fixed on the trembling Peter.

   Peter trembled.

   "Yes, yes, I saw Lord Dark Lord at Hogwarts."

   "Then why didn't you help him, stay with him!"

   Peter shook his whole body after Bella’s scream.

  He was originally a timid person, and the Death Eaters of Azkaban basically didn't treat him much, thinking that Voldemort's downfall was directly related to him.

   "The master is still, and he has not been fully resurrected. He cannot leave Hogwarts for the time being, so I asked me to come out and summon his former subordinates."

  The older brother of the infamous Carlo brothers and sisters, Amicus Carlo stared at Peter coldly.

   "Why does the master appear at Hogwarts? Dumbledore has been there forever. He can't possibly take such a risk before the master has fully recovered his strength."

Peter swallowed and stammered: "Lord, the master wanted to use a wizard named Quirrell to enter Hogwarts two years ago, steal the magic stone hidden there, and resurrect him, but the plan was lost by Deng. Bleddor saw it through. Although he escaped from Dumbledore's men, he could only stay there until he regained some strength and found me three months ago."

   "Then what are we doing here now? Why don't we attack Hogwarts to help the master return to his former glory?" Bella glanced at all the villains present.

  She didn't have any oversight in what she said. With the strength of the Death Eaters gathered here, it is not impossible to attack the British Ministry of Magic, let alone Hogwarts under normal circumstances.

   "Lord, we haven't got what the master wants." Peter bravely hurriedly spoke to prevent others from responding.

   "Why didn't you say it in the first place!" Bella looked at him impatiently. If it wasn't the only person who had been in contact with Voldemort now, Peter, she might have used a heartbreaking spell.

   "What does the master need?"

  Peter didn't dare to sell it, and spoke out what the Dark Lord wanted in front of everyone.

  "In the town of Little Hangleton, there is a mansion surrounded by nettles, and a dead snake in the shape of an S is nailed to the gate. The owner wants a black stone ring with Peverier's coat of arms in it.

  A golden locket in the ancestral home of the Black family at 12 Grimmauld Place, London.

  There is also the relic of the founder of Hogwarts, the golden cup of Hufflepuff, which he once gave to Mrs. Lestrange for safekeeping! "

   Hogwarts has resumed its former excitement after the Christmas holiday.

  The most talked about in the castle is the breach of Azkaban on Christmas Day.

  The little wizards gossiping, spreading all kinds of rumors that they heard at home.

  What? This incident is actually a plan that the Death Eaters remnants in the magical world have planned long ago.

  Some mysterious person has been resurrected, and he is summoning his former subordinates to make a comeback.

   What is even more outrageous is that the gods and gods secretly said that it was the Death Eaters who recommended the new Dark Lord and planned to cleanse the magical world again.

  However, the students in the castle only passed on internally. In Hogwarts, a pure boarding school, their information exchange with the outside world is still limited.

   While other colleges were discussing this matter, Slytherin College was surprisingly quiet.

  Almost no one discusses things about Azkaban with others. Even in the lounge, most people are much more silent than before, basically relying on eye contact.

  As a pure-blood base camp in the Snake Yard, it is obvious that someone got some unusual news when they were at home on Christmas.

  Even Malfoy seems to be arrogant again recently.

  When I met Harry in the corridor or in the auditorium, he didn't ridicule or talk, just sneered with a deadly look.

  Although Harry was confused by his appearance, he didn't care if Malfoy had cramps. He was experimenting with Ron on his new broomstick, the Firebolt.

  After confirming Sirius’ innocence, of course, the flying broom he sent will no longer be opposed to them.

  When Gryffindor's first Quidditch training camp after Christmas, Harry riding a Firebolt was the most beautiful cub in the entire stadium.

  Almost all Gryffindor players cast envious eyes on his broomstick, which greatly satisfied Harry's vanity.

  Recently, his little life has been very good. Not only did he recognize Sirius, he could have a home of his own in the future, and his campus life at Hogwarts became more unfettered.

  The next afternoon after Christmas school started, Lynn was in the library at this time.

  He was sitting on a chair, with a book of "Powerful Potion" spread out in front of him. The pages of the book turned to the page of Veritaserum preparation, but his eyes did not look on the book, but he was out of the sky without blinking.

   Sitting across from him was Tom. She was not in a daze like Lynn, but she was taking notes while looking at a primary spell book seriously.

   "Do you have any impression of the name Bellatrix Lestrange?"

Lynn, who had been in a daze for a long time, suddenly asked the opposite Tom~lightnovelpub.net~ was interrupted in his study thoughts, Tom wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, and then seriously recalled the name Lynn just said. Finally shook his head honestly.

"no impression."

  Lynn fixedly looked at Tom.

   "She is your fan, the kind who is willing to give birth to monkeys."

"what?"

  Tom had a question mark on his face, and he didn't understand what Lynn was saying at all.

  Lynn was actually just thinking about whether Harry Potter’s postscript will happen in this world.

  If it really happened, wouldn’t it mean that Tom should have had a lovely daughter with Bella, but now he was taken away by himself?

  I don’t know what Bella’s expression would be when she saw her crazy obsessed Dark Lord become like this.

  　 The title of the previous chapter originally belonged to this chapter. I really stayed as a Muggle, and I made a mistake. I will edit and change it in the morning.

  　　

  　

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