In fact, the disappeared Rolf did not leave, but used a trick to turn into his Animagus form: a raven squatting on a branch above the edge of the cemetery.
Almost no one cares that there is not an ordinary crow on the surrounding branches. After all, these wizards can't even tell the difference between magical animals, let alone what is a raven and what is a crow.
After Voldemort 'drove' Rolf, he was once again able to intimidate all the Death Eaters, making all the Death Eaters obey him and praise him for the victory he had just won.
Because even if Rolf could compete with him, wouldn't he be beaten by Voldemort and "escape" in the end? What's more important is that the strength displayed by the two people is beyond their reach.
To a certain extent, Rolf's behavior confirmed one thing for the Death Eaters. That is, their master is still as powerful as ever.
The return of Voldemort proved another thing, that is, he really had a way to avoid his own death. Otherwise, he would not be here now, and he even captured the so-called savior of the wizarding world alive. p>
"Now that the troublesome guy is gone, we should continue the business we have not finished. So, have any of you decided to be loyal to others, the big boss of the lower-level people, the protector of the Mudbloods and Muggles?
Albus Dumbledore?!"
When the name Dumbledore came out of Voldemort's mouth, the circle of Death Eaters began to commotion. They were muttering and shaking their heads.
But Voldemort didn't want to hear their explanation. His failure to kill Rolf had already made him furious. At this moment, he was just looking for any reason to torture these Death Eaters. Of course, he didn't have to look for any reason.
Torture them.
"Master, forgive me! Forgive us!"
As Voldemort continued to exert pressure, one person in the Death Eater circle suddenly knelt down. He lay at Voldemort's feet, trembling from head to toe, and kept begging for mercy.
"Cut out the bones!"
Voldemort ignored his plea for mercy, but sneered and raised his wand. As Voldemort's spell hit the Death Eater, he began to twist and scream in despair and pain on the ground.
As Harry watched all this, he had already fallen into numbness. There were too many things that had just happened, and his brain could hardly process them.
So when Rolf left, Harry almost fell into despair. He thought desperately, no matter who it was, no matter what, someone should stop this.
Unfortunately, no one showed up to stop all this. Instead, Voldemort had enough fun and raised the wand in his hand. The tortured Death Eater lay flat on the ground, breathing heavily.
"Stand up, Avery, stand up! You beg me for forgiveness?! I won't forgive! I won't forget... such a long thirteen years... I want you to pay off the debt of thirteen years! And then
Will forgive you. Wormtail has paid some debts, right, Wormtail?"
Wormtail was no longer able to answer his question. At this time, Pettigrew was lying at Harry's feet, his body was blackened by electricity, his hair was standing straight, he was breathing out more, and breathing in less. p>
"You miserable wretch, you came back to me not out of loyalty, but out of fear of your old friends. You deserved to endure this pain, but you helped me gain a physical body." p>
"So even though you are a despicable traitor, you helped me. And Voldemort never treats people who have helped him badly, so you will get the reward I promised..."
Voldemort raised his wand again and danced in the air. With his movements, Wormtail, which was originally blackened by electricity, returned to his original appearance.
Then a strip of light like molten silver flew out from the head of Voldemort's wand. At first it had no shape, then it twisted, and finally turned into a human hand emitting silver light.
The silver human hand flew out on its own and settled on Wormtail's wrist, which was still bleeding. The bleeding wound disappeared in an instant, and Wormtail was stunned as he looked at the silver hand.<
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It was connected to his arm seamlessly, as if he was wearing a dazzling glove. He tried to bend his shining fingers, then tremblingly picked up a branch from the ground and crushed it into powder.
From this moment on, Voldemort's loyal lackey, Peter Silverhand, was born! He crawled to Voldemort's feet on his knees, and then humbly began to kiss Voldemort's robe.
"I hope your loyalty will not waver again, Wormtail."
"No, Master, never."
After receiving Voldemort's consent, Wormtail stood up excitedly and joined the circle of Death Eaters. There were still tears on his face at this time, but he was still looking at his powerful newbie over and over again.
.
Although the Death Eaters hated and despised him, they still gave him a place. Because this was Voldemort's order, and they did not dare to disobey Voldemort, or even have the idea.
Of course, Voldemort did not pay attention to the small thoughts of the Death Eaters, but went straight to another corner of the circle and stopped in front of one of the Death Eaters.
"Lucius, my cunning friend, I heard that you have not given up your past behavior, even though you put on a sanctimonious face in front of the world. But you never went to look for me, Lucius, why is that?
?"
"Master, I have always been very attentive. As long as there is any signal from you or any rumor about your whereabouts, I will rush to you immediately. Nothing can stop me."
Lucius immediately answered Voldemort's question, and the answer was flawless. However, Voldemort was not satisfied with the answer, but he did not intend to embarrass him too much, because he could still use Lucius's money. Now
In this way, you are just giving him a proper beating to prevent him from having other thoughts that he shouldn't have.
"Lucius..., although you disappointed me, you are still loyal after all, and you have come here, so I hope you will serve me more loyally in the future."
"Of course, my master, of course... thank you for your magnanimity, thank you..."
Then Voldemort took two more steps and came to the gap between Malfoy and the person next to him. The gap seemed slightly larger, enough for two people to stand. In fact, it did belong to a couple.
"The Lestlands should have been standing here, but they..."