, now the students will no longer laugh at him for this, just let him dress and be happy for a few days.

Lucius was silent at the office door for a long time, and finally knocked gently.

No one answered, and the door didn't close. As he knocked on the door, the door creaked and a gap was revealed.

In the gap, Feier's strange sneer came into view.

"Master, he asked me to find a loyal Death Eater, intending to let him apply for the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Very good." A sharp voice came from the back of Filch's head.

Filch gently put down the hood of the wizard's robe on his head and turned around, with a strange face that kept twisting and twitching.

"Has Harry Potter not been found yet?"

Lucius trembled suddenly, "No, no, ever since he was de-petrified, he has been hiding somewhere."

"Then go find him! He can't leave the school!" Voldemort's voice was particularly sharp.

"Where's Anthony Weasley, have you found him?"

"No...no." Lucius swallowed and held his right arm tightly. The Dark Mark on it was so hot that it seemed like it had been imprinted red with a soldering iron.

Finally, he let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground.

"Don't let me down, Lucius. My patience has its limits."

"Walton McNeil...Alecto Carrow...Amycus Carrow...Antonin Dolokhov...Little Avery...Crabbe and Goyle...

Nott…”

Voldemort read a dozen names.

"Let them come to Hogwarts and accept Tom Riddle's arrangements. I want to see. I want to see if these people are really loyal to me!"

"Who will come, who dare not come, and who have no need to live anymore..."

The gap in the door slowly closed.

Lucius struggled to get up. He gasped, gritted his teeth, put his cane on the ground, stood up straight, and walked out through the door of the castle auditorium step by step.

Finally, he came to the Black Lake and collapsed on the ground with a sigh of relief.

"I...what should I do?"

At this moment, a Thestral landed next to him waving huge bat wings, and a little wizard jumped down.

"Hey, Lucius?"

"Hiss~~!" Lucius felt the Dark Mark on his arm burning, and finally he couldn't hold himself any longer and fell to the ground, looking at Anton with fear.

"In the end, how many are there..."

Snap.

Fainted.

"!!!" Anton blinked, "So inexperienced?"

"I haven't done anything yet?"

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Tomorrow's three-chapter update will be a little later. I should write one chapter and publish it one by one. If there are no accidents, from now on I will publish all three chapters together in the morning.
Chapter completed!