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Chapter 132 Chapter 132
"Two warriors..." Draco looked at Dolohov, and followed him forward without stopping.
I also looked at the man with the huge scar on his face, but my focus was different from Draco's: "Two saviors?"
Unknowingly, I have lived in this world for almost 17 years, but I am still confused... This is different from the magical world I know.
Why are there two saviors?
Dolokhov saw the doubt in my heart, grinning his teeth: "The words of the prophecy ball are always vague, and no one can really understand the meaning, but they are roughly the same."
"This is far worse..." I was a little confused, and the situation kept breaking out of my memory, which was far from the "script" in my impression.
The feeling of not being able to grasp the ending made me very uncomfortable. I looked at Dolokhov, "Draco and I must fight against those two saviors?"
He went on to say: "Yes! You two little guys have contributed a lot this time! The master will be happy when he finds out!"
Although this sentence was a compliment, I didn't hear any joy from his tone.
I wanted to say something, but Draco squeezed my hand hard. I looked up at him, but Draco lowered his eyes and shook his head, indicating that I should stop talking.
Following the footsteps of the Death Eaters, we came to the deepest part of the Forbidden Forest.Hogwarts has been occupied by us, so of course, the Forbidden Forest will also surrender to Voldemort's feet, and the Death Eaters began to move around, in order to catch some people who want to resist for Hogwarts beasts, and kill the chickens to make an example to the monkeys.
There are many terrible things in the Forbidden Forest, but compared with the Death Eaters, they seem innocent, kind and lovely.
The reason why black magic is banned is because it is too powerful, and it is all fatal magic. If an 11-year-old kid learns a kind of black magic and uses it proficiently, then he can easily kill a bunch of people. his peers.
This kind of metaphor is not an exaggeration. When I saw those monsters in the Forbidden Forest rushing up like crazy, trying to attack us, but were easily knocked down by the Death Eaters with black magic, I felt a chill in my heart.
These monsters are all three-headed birds, giant spiders, or creatures like centaurs, and even some monsters with terrifying looks and huge figures that I can't name them came to attack us.
The Killing Curse sounded in the ear, and after a while, the monster's corpses were lying on the ground, and their other partners were hiding in the dark and watching, their eyes were shining, but they didn't dare to move forward.
"Come on! Come on! Come tear me apart! You ugly things!" Bella jumped onto the belly of a dead giant spider and sang loudly, killing is a very happy thing for her, She started dancing happily.
There was no other sound in the forest except for the strange song Bella made up herself.Huge branches soared into the sky, and the moonlight desperately tried to illuminate us, but it could only squeeze out a little bit from the thick gap and sprinkle some corpses.
I'm standing here, next to a crazy woman singing, the ground is covered with viscous and disgusting monster blood, no matter how evil and bad I am, I can't stand the torment of this weird scene.
Draco followed the instructions of others and killed a centaur. This centaur was very fierce. He rushed up quickly and wanted to trample Draco to death with his hoof, but the horse's feet could never run past the curse.
Draco looked at the centaur who had ended his life by himself, his expression suddenly became a little dull, perhaps this was the first time he had killed a "human"... a centaur is also considered half a "human".
Draco stood beside the corpse in a daze for about a minute, wiped his nose with his sleeve, and returned to his previous normal appearance.
He turned his head and looked at me——I was the only one among the group of Death Eaters who didn't make a move. I thought I was very strong, but I didn't know why I became very timid at this moment.
I began to fear these people, these spells, these killings.
Maybe it's because Bella's song gave me the creeps, or maybe I was expelled from Hogwarts by Professor McGonagall, and I'm still in my school uniform, which is ridiculous.more likely to scare me
Dumbledore was dead, falling in front of me.
At that time, I didn't have any extreme reactions in my heart, and I even felt that Dumbledore was really dying.
I fell out with the Death Eaters at Hogwarts, burned Hagrid's hut, broke into the Forbidden Forest, and celebrated by killing. It was these series of things that made me truly realize that Dumbledore was dead, An era is over.
Now, the world belonged to Voldemort.
"Sofina, your face looks bad, are you okay?" Draco walked over and smoothed my hair with his hand.I felt Draco's hand tremble.
Standing in front of me, Malfoy, who was once "famous" and was once rated as the bully of Hogwarts, was pretending to be calm.
Draco looked at me and forced a smile at me.
"Are you afraid? Draco." I looked around and asked in a low voice
"Afraid? Are you kidding me?" Draco, who had been embarrassed for almost a semester, finally remembered that he was the noble Malfoy, and his smile gradually turned into a sarcasm, "I'm proud of myself."
But his hands didn't stop shaking.
Draco tried to remember Lucius' look, and began to imitate it.Maybe as long as he thinks and looks like his father, things will become more reassuring.
Indeed, the way he lifts his chin is a bit similar to Lucius, but he hasn't learned the essence, maybe because Lucius is an out-and-out villain, but Draco's heart is still black and white. .
"I just want to go back now." If it was before, I would only sneer when I saw Draco imitating Lucius, but I'm not in the mood now.
I can't even lift the corners of my mouth, I tried to smile like everyone else before, but I couldn't.
"Where are we going?" Draco asked, putting his wand in his chest pocket, probably not needing his weapon for now.
I held my wand tightly in my hand: "Home, school...anywhere."
Draco looked at me and said nothing.He perfectly adjusted his emotions, he calmed down, and his hands no longer trembled.
"You're not welcome at Hogwarts right now, Phares." Snape stepped out of the darkness, and it seemed that he had solved Potter's problem by himself.
With a cold face, he overheard the conversation between me and Draco just now: "I thought you would like this 'event', but I didn't expect you to be scared so soon."
Snape stepped over me, gave me a cold look, and walked into the pile of Death Eaters.
He waved his hand to tell Bella not to sing ugly songs there, and gathered everyone around him. Snape glanced at us, as if counting the number of people, and then said slowly: "We should go back gone."
After Malfoy was imprisoned, Snape was Voldemort's favorite subordinate, and he was arranged to direct almost all major and minor matters.
He also contributed a lot to the Hogwarts assault. Now that the mission is over, it's time to go back and report to Voldemort.
Of course, the meeting point was still in Malfoy's manor. After all, besides contributing to the manor, it was difficult for them to win Voldemort's favor.
A group of us flew away from Hogwarts, and before leaving, we did not forget to engrave the words "Long live the Dark Lord" on the wand at the highest point of the tower.
In order to reach Malfoy Manor, we had to fly over London. Black smoke continued to fly across the sky with the night, and even the Muggles realized that something was wrong. They stopped their work and watched The sky began to whisper in a panic, let alone the wizarding world——
In the first hour of Dumbledore's death, the Ministry of Magic was notified immediately. The new Minister of Magic, who had been in office for less than two years, brought a large group of people to Hogwarts, but only Dumbledore greeted them. corpse.
In the second hour after Dumbledore's death, the people in Azkaban couldn't bear their excitement, and there was another big escape, but only Lucius Malfoy escaped.The others seemed to try desperately to cover the Malfoy, only to be recaptured by the Aurors.
Three hours after Dumbledore's death, our raiding party finally returned from Hogwarts to Malfoy Manor.During this period, we were attacked by Aurors from all over the world, and we had to stop and fight with them, and both sides suffered injuries.
As soon as we entered the hall of Malfoy's house, we saw Lucius was knocked down by my father, Narcissa was in front of her husband, almost begging him to forgive, Voldemort was sitting on a luxurious single sofa, happily watching all this.
Draco stared blankly at this scene, and immediately let go of the hand that had been holding me, with a very stiff expression.
He didn't know what he should do at this time, should he rush to knock down my father and protect his parents, or should he keep silent and watch with cold eyes.
The Malfoys sensed the arrival of their son, they shut up and didn't say anything, especially Lucius, he almost didn't dare to see Draco anymore, as the person Draco admired the most in this world , He has never appeared in front of his son like this.
Lucius felt that his self-esteem and arrogance had been stripped naked and thrown at the feet of the crowd to be trampled on at will.
"My warriors are back." Voldemort saw us, and the smile on his face was almost darker. I really hate seeing him smile.
"My lord." But in front of the Dark Lord, etiquette can never be lost, and I curtseyed to Voldemort.
"My master, Dumbledore is dead." Snape walked up at this moment, ignoring the Malfoys who were in a panic in the middle of the hall and the proud-looking - my father.
He seemed to be claiming credit, "Draco has never found a chance to strike."
He turned to look at Draco, who was pale, and said, "So I'm the only one to help him."
Voldemort rested his head on his hands, looked at Snape, and then began to look at Draco. After a few seconds of thought, he slowly opened his mouth: "In other words, Draco has not completed the task I gave him. ?”
"My master, Draco, he did his best...!" Seeing Voldemort's subtle expression, Narcissa decided to stand up again to defend her son, but all she got in exchange was a silence spell.
"Wait until you speak, Narcissa." Voldemort put his wand back on the glass table next to him, "Draco, you should answer me, I asked you to kill Dumbledore, but you Didn't do anything, did you?"
Voldemort's voice was very low, like an angry beast roaring, and he who was smiling happily just now had the appearance of wanting to eat people.
Voldemort has always been so moody that no one dares to provoke him now
Everyone turned their attention to the face of the platinum-haired boy who was questioned by the Dark Lord. Draco, who was originally pale, now had no trace of blood on his face.
Lucius also looked at his son with a pale face, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, his eyes were bloodshot, he didn't know if his Draco would be complete in a second.
I found that Lucius and Draco were very imaginative. They didn't show their fear when they were afraid. They always looked very calm on their faces, but their hands were trembling.
Narcissa tightly held her husband's trembling hand, unable to speak, she cast a begging look at Snape, hoping for help.
The current atmosphere is very depressing, and I am a little out of breath. To be honest, if this continues, I think I may be replaced by a mental illness at any time
I also understand why Bella is always so crazy, because she stayed by Voldemort's side almost since she was a child... I don't want to be like her.
Not only Bella, but many Death Eaters are crazy, and they seem to be very distorted psychologically. I understand that this is all caused by Voldemort. After all, no normal person can stand the pressure he exerts every day.
Just when my mind was in a mess and I was too scared to speak by the atmosphere, Snape slowly opened his mouth. At this moment, he was standing beside Voldemort, looking at Draco with an indifferent expression: "Indeed, Draco tried his best, but Dumbledore was still using words to confuse him when we arrived."
Hearing Snape's explanation, Voldemort did not angrily give him a silence spell, but signaled him to continue.
"He's still a 16-year-old kid after all, and Dumbledore's sweet talk will always confuse kids... At least Draco came up with a clever way to use the disappearing cabinet to let everyone into Hogwarts, my master, forgive me If you take the liberty, I think he might still be able to accept a little praise." Snape's words had a great effect, and Voldemort's expression no longer looked so fierce.
Voldemort now trusted Snape a lot, and he would take some of his advice as a matter of course.
He waved his hand and undid the gag on Narcissa's mouth.
"Thank you, master." She didn't dare to take any more risks, and pulled Draco over, and the Malfoy family retreated from the center of the hall to one side.
"Overall, I am very satisfied with today." Voldemort stood up, intending to start a summary, "Dumbledore, cowardly Dumbledore, finally died at our hands today. It seems that his The castle is not 100% safe!"
Killing his mentor could only make Voldemort more excited.
"I can't even believe it, now the world finally started with us! But...we still have one last mission, which is Harry Potter, who, like Dumbledore, must still be hiding in Hogwarts Inside, we just need to..."
"Master, I don't think so. I think Harry Potter is no longer at Hogwarts." Snape interrupted Voldemort with a respectful expression.
Voldemort was slightly unhappy, he didn't get angry, but just signaled Snape to continue.
"Harry Potter caught up with us today and wanted to avenge Dumbledore, but he ran away after fighting me twice, because he knew that he was not capable enough and was not my opponent."
"You didn't catch him?"
"I'm very sorry my master, Harry Potter seems to have Dumbledore's last protective spell on him, so I can't catch up with him." Snape's tone was flat, as if he was reciting a script, "So I am willing to take the initiative to apply to be the headmaster of Hogwarts. As long as Hogwarts operates under my control, Harry Potter will not dare to come back. Harry Potter is like a baby bird without Hogwarts Losing the nest is very fragile."
"You are quite right, Severus." Voldemort looked at him and nodded slowly, "Now that Hogwarts belongs to me, I agree with you to be the headmaster there. Special news, you must inform me immediately."
"Of course, my lord."
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