"Bring him here." Voldemort gently patted Snape's shoulder and walked slowly behind everyone.
"!" Snape opened his eyes in shock, looked into the crowd, and saw Bella dragging a middle-aged man with gray hair in.
"August Rookwood?" the crowd roared.
"Aren't you dead?" Rodolphus Lestrange stood up in shock, "I remember you were killed by Anthony Weasley in Azkaban Prison!"
"Obviously!" With a tap of the wand in Bella's hand, Rookwood floated up, and with a gentle push from her hand, he floated to the middle of the long table.
"He is not dead. He betrayed his master and took refuge with Weasley!"
Feeling the various gazes around him, Rookwood sighed deeply and closed his eyes.
Snapped!
Voldemort didn't know when he came up behind Lucius and gently put his hand on Lucius's shoulder, which made him turn pale with fear.
"Lucius..." The Dark Lord's tone was faint.
"Yes... yes, Master."
Lucius's whole body was trembling. His wife Narcissa, who was sitting next to him, reached out and held his hand tightly, but she couldn't give him any warmth. Their hands were both cold.
"Come and tell me..."
Voldemort lowered his head and spoke softly in Lucius's ear.
He said, "What kind of punishment should a traitor receive?"
"I..." Lucius wanted to answer, but his wife's hand hurt him. He knew what he should say at this time.
He was discovered! It must be!
The Dark Lord knew that he had given half of his family property to Rookwood to run the newspaper!
Since you don't blame Snape, you definitely won't blame yourself!
Otherwise, the one floating on the long table now would be you. Right?
Is that so?
He himself couldn't be sure, it was just a guess.
Lucius was panicking now. The Dark Lord seemed to have returned to his senses, but the Dark Lord was the Dark Lord, still the same cruel and moody person.
He could kill himself at any time! He knew it!
talk!
He opened his mouth forcefully. At this time, he should say something about how loyal he was, but he felt as if a piece of lead had been stuffed into his throat, which made him feel sick to his stomach and make him want to vomit.
"Hey hey hey..."
Voldemort chuckled, raised his eyelids and looked at Snape across the long table, "Severus, what do you think?"
Snape had some sadness in his eyes, stared at Rookwood's face, and slowly shook his head.
"I don't know, Master, I really don't know."
his voice
Somewhat low-pitched, the whole person looked so pale and weak, "When you and I went to the Ministry of Magic to recruit August Rookwood, he chose to join because he was afraid of your reputation."
"But he made so many contributions to us later on. As a spy, he provided too much intelligence."
"He has become one of our Death Eaters. You personally gave him the Dark Mark."
"If Karloff hadn't surrendered him in order to survive, I think he could have continued to lurk and serve you."
"Even after seeing so many things done in the past..."
"Ha~" Voldemort sneered, interrupted him, and stood up straight, "Okay, now let's talk about their past contributions to me one by one.
He let go of Lucius's shoulder and continued walking behind the long table, "Of course, of course, there have been too many changes now, and many new people have joined. I don't even ask for loyalty from them. This It will make you think that I don’t need your loyalty.”
"Have you started talking about contribution?"
Voldemort walked to the floor-to-ceiling window again, bowed his head
Looking at the busy traffic under the building, he chuckled and nodded.
"Yes...the world is changing so fast, and some things have also changed."
"But you remember it!"
He slowly turned around and stared at each figure, "Betrayal is still not allowed! And this person..."
At this moment, he frowned suddenly.
Not only him, but all the Death Eaters clenched their arms, the dark magic mark there was burning, and a voice echoed in their minds.
"Voldemort, Voldemort, Voldemort, Tom Riddle, Tom Riddle, Tom Riddle..."
"who is it!"
Bella screamed, her face full of anger, "Who is it? How dare you be so rude to the master!"
Voldemort's face turned cold, "Find him and kill him!"
Suddenly, all the Death Eaters stood up, and the other participants sitting around the long table also stood up one after another.
"Bella and Barty Jr. will go, the others will continue with the meeting!" Voldemort looked at each figure with cold eyes, "Why, can't wait to escape from here? Does this meeting scare you so much?"
"Then remember clearly how this traitor was tortured and finally killed!"
Bang ~ bang ~
With two explosions, Bella and Barty disappeared instantly. The combination of the Dark Mark in their arms and the Apparition allowed them to clearly find the person calling Voldemort's name.
This is similar to the Name Revealing Spell in the Marauder's Map. It has an extremely powerful ability in the space field and can clearly perceive the opponent's position in space.
But, before Voldemort could say anything else. Boom~
There was an explosion, and Bella and Barty Jr. reappeared in front of everyone.
They fell heavily to the ground as if they were pushed back from the shuttle passage.
"Aha~"
A light laughter sounded, and Anton appeared beside Bella silently.
"This method really works!"
Anton's eyes scanned for a moment, and finally he fixed his gaze on Voldemort, "Dear Professor, long time no see, hello!"
"Anton!" Voldemort's eyes became cold. He glanced at the Elder Wand in his hand, then looked at Anton, "I was just looking for you, but you came to the door yourself."
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Anton smiled like the sun, his white teeth shone like bulingbuling against the sun, and his eyes were full of smiles, as if he was the boy next door who came to visit.
In front of the Dark Lord and surrounded by so many masters of black magic, I smiled a little shyly, a little shy.
"I came here this time because I wanted to take it away..."
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his eyebrows. When he saw Snape winking at him, he suddenly understood and couldn't help but wave his fingers in the crowd.
Finally, his eyes narrowed. Rookwood?
Good guy, your little brother has been arrested?
Will Lucius, who provided Rookwood with a large amount of funds, also be implicated? He looked up, and sure enough, Lucius looked extremely pale, as white as his stupid teacher Fiennes turned into back then.
Like a ghost.
Okay.
It's a good time to come in early, and it's a good time to walk in. "Him!"
Anton pointed at Rookwood, "I hope the professor will give me some face and let me take him back."
"Ha~" Voldemort stroked the Elder Wand in his hand, and he chuckled, not knowing what he thought of, "Okay!"
"Really?" Anton looked surprised.
Voldemort raised his head slightly and stared at Anton's seemingly innocent and innocent smile, "Yes, but one life for another, I allow you to die in his place!"
"Avada eats the big melon!"
The light of the curse spurted out, instantly hitting Anton's smiling face.
Ever since Anton invented the anti-death curse'
After the "Revitalized Item Elf Spell", now the black wizards' life-killing spells are aimed at the face. Although it will reduce the probability of hitting, at least the life-killing spell can still have some effect.
It is said that the Auror Office plans to equip Aurors with masks to cope with this change.
"Anton!" Snape exclaimed, causing Barty Jr. to look over with a sneer.
But now he didn't care whether he would be exposed or not. He stared at Anton nervously, wishing he could rush forward now.
Bang!
Anton's face turned into a mass of black lines twisting, and there was a vague electric light surging in the black lines.
Under everyone's shocked expressions, he turned into a human face again, grinning, "Okay, so I can take him away? Everyone was shocked!"
"How could you not die!" Bella looked at Anton in disbelief, "This is a death curse!"
And it was the Death Curse cast by the master Voldemort himself! Is the Death Curse really that worthless?
In the wizarding world for thousands of years, countless wizards have died from the Death Curse, including many famous magic masters.
Just like Muggles and guns, no matter whether you are a soldier or a devil, if a bullet passes through your head, you will die like a weak otaku.
There are so many attack spells in this world, they are called unforgivable curses, and they are used for killing, so they are just death curses!