Voldemort's eyes first fell on his father's tombstone, looking at the surname "Riddle", his eyes revealed a sense of disgust and hatred. Then he moved his eyes away from the tombstone and began to check his body.

His slender, pale fingers stroked his chest, his arms, and climbed up to his face, but as the examination progressed, the anger in Voldemort's eyes became more and more intense.

"Why...why?!" Voldemort could feel an incongruity in his newborn body, like a mispronunciation in a piano piece, a void in a lawn, or cilantro in a bowl of thick soup. , destroying the overall sense of perfection.

It does not affect normal activities, but it is uncomfortable, as if the body is sticky with sweat in summer, and it also feels like the window has been wiped black after waking up from a nap.

This awkward feeling ruined Voldemort's joy of being reborn completely. Voldemort thought he should be angry, but now he didn't even know where to start.

Is there something wrong with his own resurrection magic? No, the great Lord Voldemort can never go wrong. That's what went wrong in the three steps of the resurrection magic!

The bones of the father, the flesh of the servant, the blood of the enemy

Voldemort's mind started racing. He wants to find out which step went wrong. First of all he could rule out his father's bone; because he killed that old thing himself, and then watched the Muggles bury it here... There is absolutely no problem with his father's bone.

Could it be that the blood of the enemy is not fresh enough? Voldemort is a little hesitant—this kind of resurrection magic is rare in the history of the entire magic world. He can be called the pioneer who crossed the river by feeling the stones. The experience is almost zero, and Voldemort is not sure if there is any difference between tying Harry Potter to get blood and his own servant going to get blood. I was still too eager to be resurrected, so I acted a little hastily.

At this time, he watched Pettigrew Peter standing aside with some fear, blood dripping from his wrist. Frowning, he drew a wand from the pocket of his robes, and with a flick of the hand, the wound on Peter's wrist healed.

Voldemort was wondering if the servant who gave the meat was not loyal enough? The servant's meat must be offered voluntarily...Ding, Peter. Voluntary?

What if the servant who offered the meat wasn't willing enough? Voldemort thought he had discovered the truth.

The implementation of the resurrection magic is not good, let Peter take the blame!

This is actually unreasonable. Magic is a very idealistic thing, and Voldemort cast this kind of extremely rare spell, it is normal to have a little bit of a moth, there is no solid evidence to prove that the fault was on Peter. But Voldemort punishes people without evidence.

Voldemort stroked his wand lightly, squinting at Peter

As if out of fear, or maybe out of respect, the two servants, Peter and Barty, lowered their heads and did not look directly at Voldemort.

"Cruciate!"

He suddenly cast the Cruciatus Curse on his loyal servant. This accident came unexpectedly, and the little Crouch on the side trembled, and his hand covered by the sleeve of his robe also pinched his own wand

Peter writhed and screamed in pain, lying on his back on the ground, rolling wildly

However, Voldemort only punished Peter slightly, and did not intend to seriously torture Peter, so he raised his wand after a few seconds, and let the tortured Wormtail lie there panting.

"Get up," Voldemort said softly, "Wormtail...do you think your cleverness can fool the great Lord Voldemort? I always knew...you are not so loyal to me, you come back to me to screen , not out of loyalty, but out of fear of your old friend... You see, you always push back when asked to sacrifice a piece of meat."

Pete and Barty's hearts are in their throats

"You owe me thirteen years of debt, Wormtail...you should be thankful that you have paid some, otherwise today would not be such a simple matter as a Cruciatus Curse." Voldemort fiddled with his wand. He did spare Wormtail, but he also deprived him of the reward he had originally intended - a complete, powerful magic hand. Of course, according to Voldemort's character, he will also plant a back door in this demon's hands. Once Peter made an act of betraying Voldemort, the devil's hand would strangle Peter to death.

So it was Peter's luck that the reward was not distributed.

Hearing Azka's point of stopping, Peter and Batty breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Azka looked at Peter in front of him, and said lazily, "Stretch out your arm—not the broken one."

He leans down and pulls up Peter Pettigrew's left arm, pulling up his sleeve, and on the skin on the inside of his arm is a bright red tattoo: a skull with a snake emerging from its mouth.

This is how the Death Eaters identify and communicate with each other: the Dark Mark. Only the most core leaders of Azka will be branded with the Dark Mark, which is a very high honor in the eyes of the leaders. Even Peter Pettigrew was only recently "blessed" with this mark,

Unlike special tattoos, the color of the Dark Mark on the Death Eaters' arms is related to Shan Meijin's own state. After his fall, all the marks on the Death Eaters faded. But now the mark has become bright red again, like blood.

Azka looked at it, and in his opinion, there was no more perfect mark than it. The combination of the skull that symbolizes death and the snake that represents Slytherin House shows the essence of Death Eaters: pure blood wizards spread fear and death. The Dark Mark has a deeper meaning. The dead wizarding world can only be brought back to life by pure-blood wizards.

In the eyes of Death Eaters, the magical world filled with half-blood wizards and witches is no different from a pool of stagnant water. Death Eaters are the only active force in this pool of stagnant water. Skeleton spitting snakes, isn't it a kind of vitality in death? It is frightening and has a deep meaning. It is no wonder that Shan Meijin and Death Eaters love to use it.

The reason why Shan Meijin hates this mark is slightly different from that of her subordinates. This mark is a symbol of Death Eaters. When Shan Meijin sees the mark, she will recall the time when she was powerful in the wizarding world. It didn't matter to him what the mark symbolized, he just felt like he was above all beings, the thrill of being in control, and the way other people were terrified of him.

Looking at the Dark Mark on Wormtail's arm, Azka showed a satisfied expression, what a perfect blood red! Although he felt that something was wrong with his body, it did not prevent him from recovering all his mana, he still Faint as ever - the Dark Mark is proof of that!

"It appeared, as perfect as ever...." Khotzka sneered, "It's so late, everyone should be asleep, right? Then let me wake them up and let them come to see their old man." Owner

He pressed his slender, pale fingers on Wormtail's arm, and the blood-red Dark Mark turned black all of a sudden.

The moment Azka pressed the Dark Mark, all kinds of wizards woke up from their dreams in every corner of the magic world. Some of them were in Voldemort's class, some were sleeping in tents, and some were lying on super simple big beds. Different people are in very different situations, but they all do the same thing: get up and roll up the sleeve of their left arm.

They all have the same tattoo on their arms. This tattoo has been with them for more than ten years or even several years... Today, the tattoo that has been in color for a long time is suddenly activated into burnt black, bringing a hot burning feeling, turning the Death Eater with the Dark Mark Waking up from sleep.

The awakened person looks at the arm and falls into a sluggish state

This change in the Dark Mark can only mean one thing: the mysterious man is back, and he is summoning his servants. After feeling Azka's call, all Death Eaters must immediately Apparate and appear beside him, or they may be considered traitors.

In Voldemort's prison, a hysterical roar suddenly erupted. A disheveled woman rushed to the door of her cell and beat on the door of her cell desperately. In the process of pounding on the door, the tattered robe on her arm fell down, revealing a scorched black mark.

The inmates around her were in the same state as hers. They all woke up and entered a state of excitement.

The Dark Mark is calling!

This shows that their master, Lord Azka is back! The chance for them to get out of prison is already on the horizon, how can this make them not excited?

This life in Voldemort's class is really not human. What is even more desperate is that they are all sentenced to life imprisonment. This kind of endless days is the most terrible, just like Sisyphus in the myth. Many prisoners died in prison because they could not see hope.

Now hope is here! Azka is here, the future is here, Azka is here, and the Death Eaters are going to be free! They can go out and live that tyrannical life again.

There was a brief cheer in Voldemort's class prison, and then most of the prisoners kept their mouths shut, because the outburst of positive emotions after being awakened by the Dark Mark attracted the guards and dementors of Voldemort's class. .

The dementors were also very confused: Why did this group of filter residues suddenly become fresh? It’s like a pot of green tea, soaked in three goods water, the original taste is already as weak as white water, but suddenly there is a strong, tea-like aroma. It's a very abnormal phenomenon.

So they floated over to find out.

Feeling the bone-chilling chill, almost all the Death Eaters shut their mouths obediently, curled up, and prayed for the dementors to leave quickly, only the unkempt woman was still beating on the door of the cell.

"Bella, please calm down first_" Some Death Eaters wanted Bella to calm down quickly, so as not to further stimulate the dementor, but Bella acted as if they didn't hear.

This disheveled female prisoner, named Bellatrix Lestrange, was Azka's most loyal and craziest subordinate.

In the end, Bella's "high" and "upward" emotions successfully attracted the dementors.

Six or seven dementors stood in front of Bellatrix's cell door for a while, and the mad witch passed out. The dementors ate poorly.

Lucius and his wife fell into silence, and the two were silent for a long time. Finally, Lucius could only sigh and Apparation disappeared.

Severus Snape stood in his cramped and gloomy bedroom, expressionless, letting the mark on his arm burn. After thinking for a moment, he put on his cloak, put on the mask he hadn't put on for many years, and disappeared in place.

Let him meet the "old master" from many years ago!

A tall and thin wizard with short white hair, a goatee with a curly end on his thin chin, walked around anxiously in his luxurious bedroom, his eyes were full of is fear.

Igor Karkaroff thought that the mysterious man might be resurrected, but he didn't expect it to be so sudden. He resurrected without warning, causing a huge wave in Karkaroff's heart.

Once the Dark Mark is burned, the Death Eaters must be invited to the appointment. This is the iron rule. But Karkaroff didn't have the courage to go. He glanced reluctantly at the luxurious bedroom behind him, and resolutely stepped into the fireplace—he ran away.

After pressing the Dark Mark, Azka walked up and down among the tombs, scanning the tombstones

"Ha, this actually reminds me of my family history... I don't know how many of my real family members have the guts to come back after feeling it?" Azka raised his head, with red eyes Looking at the stars in the sky, "How many people will be stupid enough to escape?"

There was a sudden choking of cloaks in the air, and wizards were manifesting in all corners of the cemetery, every wizard hooded and face covered, just as they had marched hours before.

Azka also stood still, quietly waiting for the servants to come forward.

The Death Eaters knelt down in front of Azka, kissed the hem of his black robe, and then stepped aside, silently forming a circle. Even Barty Crouch Jr. did the same, kissing the hem of his black robe. After Azka's robe, he found his place in the circle and stood up, surrounding Azka and Wormtail in the middle.

Everyone's actions are orderly, as if they have been rehearsed countless times.

"You go back too, temporarily stand next to Batty." Shanmei gave Wormtail an order.

Wormtail, who received the order, awkwardly imitated the actions of other Death Eaters, and stood tremblingly beside Barty.

There are still many vacancies in the circle, but Shan Meijin no longer expects anyone to come.

"Thirteen years...Thirteen years have passed since the last meeting, but you are still here, just like before." Shan Meijin's words sounded like she was praising the Death Eaters, but all Everyone shivered for a while, it looked as if a wind had blown through the circle, making the circle move a lot.

"The stink of guilt." Azka raised his head and took a sniff.

"You guys responded so quickly, which confuses me immensely. Why hasn't anyone from this mighty force responded to the oath to help their master in the past thirteen years?"

Everyone in the circle shivered again, and it was obvious that every Death Eater wanted to back off, but didn't dare.

"I have the answer, because they **** up their masters, they're screwed, so they run back to my enemies and tell how innocent they are, how they've been coerced, how they've been bewitched... Some people even betrayed their comrades!' Azka looked around and found that figure did not appear here, he sneered.

"Don't dare to come... well, he will pay the price.

Seeing someone as a rafter in the early days~lightnovelpub.net~Many Death Eaters felt relieved: Great, let him be the biggest target...

After lightly deciding a person's fate, Azka stopped looking at his former subordinates.

His eyes fell on a person, and beads of sweat immediately oozed from that person.

"Why don't I remember I used the Imperius Curse to control you, Avery?"

The Death Eater immediately fell to the ground, prostrate at Azka's feet, trembling from head to toe, he screamed: "Master, I

"Cruciatus!" Azka didn't bother to listen to his explanation, and directly cast the Cruciatus Curse on him. The screams resounded through the cemetery, and all the Death Eaters shook their heads

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