Grindelwald took Sean's apparition outside Malfoy Manor, and after landing, he looked at Sean with great interest: "Generally speaking, this kind of moment requires a more gorgeous appearance ceremony."

Sean shrugged: "Sir, if you walk in after me, it won't be any more gorgeous."

"Good idea, I look forward to that day." Grindelwald smiled and disappeared into the air.

Sean looked back, he swayed his black robe casually, then walked towards the manor with a smile.

Malfoy Manor was brightly lit, and the luxurious villa that originally only had a few masters and servants suddenly became crowded.

People in black clothes wearing black hoods and covering their faces gathered in the living room, but even though there were a large number of people, there was still no noise in the room.

Bellatrix Lestrange was dressed in a grand manner tonight. She had no mask, a black lace court dress, a gorgeous pearl necklace, and a linen dress adorned with magic flowers. She looked extraordinarily beautiful tonight.

However, the frenzy on her face destroyed her elegant beauty.

Beside her was a man with equally fanatical eyes, and he was not masked, looking at the door expectantly at this moment.

The owners of the manor, the Malfoys, did not hide their faces either.

"My colleagues—" Lucius said, he seemed to want to do more before the master arrived, "show your faces, and see you shrinking like this, the master should not be happy."

The masked Death Eaters looked at each other, and one of them said in a low voice: "Lucius, when you notified me, you said you wanted to discuss—Master's movements. Now everyone is here, let's talk about it."

Bella turned her head sharply: "Pay attention to your tone, and maintain your reverence when referring to the master."

The man seemed to want to say something more, but finally gave up.

Lucius raised his head slightly: "There are still people who haven't arrived—"

The man standing beside Bella sneered. He was Bella's husband, Rodolphus Lestrange, a fanatical follower of Riddle.

"Those cowardly, stupid traitors, they already want to put aside relations with the master."

"The master's whereabouts are unknown..." a voice said in a small voice, but the source was not clear.

Bella raised her wand and lowered it slowly, she smiled: "Cowardly mouse...someone will punish you..."

Hearing this sentence, the other Death Eaters looked at each other, and they understood the meaning of each other's words.

"Master... is back?" a Death Eater said timidly.

"What? You shouldn't be celebrating this, Avery?" A warlock beside him called out his name with a grin.

Avery paused for a moment when his name was called out, and then looked annoyed at the person who revealed his identity: "Wilkes, don't forget your actions this year!"

Wilkes twitched the corner of his mouth, and there was still a gloomy feeling in his voice: "Avery, you should worry about yourself first, your father is much more loyal than you."

"The loyalty of the Avery family does not need to be judged by others."

"Yes, the master knows—doesn't he?"

Bella and the Malfoys did not stop the Death Eaters from arguing, but just watched the scene coldly. The Death Eaters who were summoned didn't know that their master had recovered, and they had different ideas, some with temptation and some with fanaticism.

Of course, those who did not come to the scene are no different from the dead.

Bella held a piece of parchment in her hand, which recorded the events of the gathering of Death Eaters these days.

At this time, she is not the mad woman tortured by the dementors, she still has considerable wisdom, and with the assistance of her husband, the content on the parchment is clear and detailed.

Bella looked at the door expectantly, now, only waiting for the return of the master...

The relationship among the Death Eaters is very strange. Except for Riddle and a very few people, they only know the true identities of a few people, but various small circles are intertwined, and their identities will be exposed soon.

They couldn't stop their identities from being exposed, so they worked harder to find out the identities of others. As for the purpose, presumably most people also have a clear idea-if things are exposed and the Death Eaters lose power, they may be able to sell their former companions in exchange for their freedom.

As time passed, Bella, Regulus, and the Malfoys who summoned them remained silent. The Death Eaters became more and more impatient, but no one dared to leave immediately before the guess in their hearts was confirmed. .

Of course, many people already had other thoughts in their minds—if they still couldn't see the prospect of the Death Eaters after tonight, and couldn't see the hope of Riddle's recovery, then they really had to consider leaving.

People's hearts are like an undercurrent under the deep water flowing in the air, the sky is getting late, and the atmosphere in the manor is becoming more and more restless.

Lucius and his wife looked at each other, and they both understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

"Why didn't you show up? What was the identity of that person last night?"

For most people here, when they joined the Death Eaters, one was because of Riddle's personal charm, and the other was because of the slogan chanted by the other party.

As a pure blood wizard, who wouldn't want to reach the top because of blood?

However, over the years, due to the existence of the two mountains of Dumbledore and Grindelwald, although the Death Eaters have developed into a relatively large organization, most of their activities are carried out underground.

Even, the first big move of the leader of their organization encountered Waterloo, and they even got into trouble.

They didn't doubt the master's strength, but the prestige always declined somewhat.

The unknown future is the biggest worry for speculators.

Just when people's hearts became more and more impetuous, in Malfoy Manor, the gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling suddenly trembled slightly, and the blazing fireplace not far away seemed to be suddenly mixed with moisture, and the beating of the flame seemed to be caught by an invisible big hand. Clenched tightly and unable to breathe, the luxurious living room became flickering.

The door opened by itself, and a figure that was unfamiliar to most people appeared in front of everyone.

"Welcome—" The visitor calmly opened his hands, as if he was the master here.

"Sean Wallep!" Several wizards who participated in the original operation against Sean stared wide-eyed. They didn't understand why the other party was here.

The convener of the party, Bella, and the others did not respond. Lucius poked his cane forcefully, and the marble floor made a muffled sound.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became strange, and all the Death Eaters took out their wands.

Someone remembered that Sean was the owner's previous target, and they wanted to catch this kid who appeared suddenly.

Some people suspect that this is a trap set by Auror or Dumbledore, and they want to escape here.

There are more people who don't know the situation. They don't understand Sean's identity, nor the meaning of the other party's appearance here, but follow the actions of their companions and take out their wands.

Sean smiled and scratched, the flame in the fireplace returned to calm, and the chandelier stopped shaking.

At this time, other people noticed that there seemed to be something like gauze flowing around one of Sean's hands.

"Bella—" Sean walked towards Bella slowly and held out his hand.

"Master...Master?!" Bella trembled.

"My smart girl—" Sean praised, and the hearts of other people in the living room were stirred up!

This underage boy in front of him is his once powerful master? !

Sean stared at everyone coldly, even though his heart rate was already starting to speed up - it was so exciting to be the darkest one in front of so many villains.

But he still has enough confidence.

Riddle was originally a suspicious person, he did not rely on charisma to rule his subordinates, but relied on powerful magic. Riddle wouldn't open up to anyone but himself.

Among the Death Eaters present, no matter how many were absolutely loyal and how many ulterior motives there were, as long as he was the real Riddle, no one would dare to betray him.

Sean stretched out a hand, the smile on his face was calm but cold: "Compared to these guys who should be sent to the grave, your loyalty is moving—"

"Master, master..." Bella almost trembled with excitement.

"But now, don't act like an idiot—" Sean narrowed his eyes suddenly.

Bella shuddered all over, and finally reacted and handed over the parchment in her hand.

Sean casually walked to the head of the long table and sat down. He didn't even look at the Death Eaters with different expressions around him.

The parchment recorded the information of all the Death Eaters, including everyone's reaction after the convening order was issued.

Sean saw a lot of familiar names on it. Before coming here, he searched for a lot of information, and spent a lot of Galleons to buy a piece of wizard information from Knockturn Alley—as long as the money is enough, personal information is never a big deal. privacy.

Flipping through it casually, he raised his head and glanced at everyone present with a smile.

"Sit down, why don't you sit down?"

The Death Eaters looked at Xiao En who looked relaxed but had cold eyes, and they unconsciously exchanged glances with the people around them.

Bella said this is the master? But, but...

Many people have doubts in their hearts, but before there is no real proof, no one dares to really raise doubts.

Under this strange silence, the Death Eaters gradually sat down in their respective positions.

"How long has it been?" Sean licked his lips, then waved his hand casually, "Come on, my friends, take off your masks and let me take a good look, I miss you very much —”

There was a moment of silence, but no one did anything.

Bella stood up suddenly, and she yelled at everyone: "Can't you hear? Can't you hear what the master said?!"

"Shh, shh," Sean stretched out a finger, "Bella, always remember, as nobles among wizards, we must have enough self-cultivation—"

"Yes, yes..." Bella immediately sat down like a docile puppy, and maintained an elegant sitting posture.

It's nice to have a fanatic...

Sean secretly sighed, and then looked at everyone.

"You guys must have a lot of thoughts when you see my current appearance. I can understand, friends."

As soon as he finished speaking, his wand suddenly pointed at a person.

Mind shaking coupled with suspicion and fear, that person had no defense and did not dare to defend.

The shrill screams echoed in the living room, and everyone shivered. When they looked at the young man sitting at the top, fear gradually returned to their eyes.

In Sean's mind, the number jumped from thirty-eight to forty, and below that was the name of the ability: Hermione Granger's Echo.

Every five spells cast, the next spell becomes silent casting; every twenty spells cast, the next spell becomes wandless; every forty spells cast, the next spell will be increased. (Echo effect can be overlapped)

The next spell will be a wandless and silent augmentation spell!

Xiao En glanced at everyone expressionlessly, and he suddenly laughed: "It seems that I have changed my body. I haven't seen you for so long, and some people have already forgotten me..."

The Death Eaters looked at each other, and finally, some people began to take off their hoods and masks.

One after another, like a chain reaction, when a mask is put on the table, more and more real faces are exposed to everyone.

Sean smiled even more happily, the corners of his mouth curled up evilly.

After some actions, there were only five Death Eaters who hesitated to take off their masks.

"Oh, it looks like you don't trust your master anymore..." Sean sighed regretfully.

The remaining five people were nervous, but some of them had already become suspicious.

Although the person in front of him behaved exactly like his master, but he didn't use the Dark Mark to contact everyone, which was the biggest flaw. If you think about it further, even if the body of Sean Wallep in front of you is really occupied by his master, how much magical power can a little wizard who hasn't graduated from school have?

They are not mediocre, the curse just now has been seen through, it is not the Cruciatus Curse but the silent Acupuncture Curse.

This person in front of me is suspicious...

However, what made them dare not raise doubts was that Sean acted so naturally that it was difficult for them to speak.

"Master, please forgive me," said a wizard with a low voice, "My identity is more sensitive—this is also to serve you better in the future—"

"Hush..." Sean interrupted the other party's words.

He lazily supported one side of his face~lightnovelpub.net~, then put the wand casually in front of him and started to spin it.

The wand was twirling quickly, and Sean had a playful look on his face.

Finally, the wand stopped and pointed to the right side of the long table.

Everyone looked over in unison, and there was a person who hadn't taken off his mask.

"Lord, master..." Under so many gazes, the man stammered.

Xiao En smiled and spread his hands: "As a leader, I must fully respect the opinions of my subordinates—you don't need to pick—"

"Master..." the man swallowed.

Then, Sean shook it in mid-air expressionlessly.

Everyone's instincts issued a warning, and their hairs stood on end in an instant!

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