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Chapter 133 Chapter 133
"What a dream..." After arranging everything, Voldemort lowered his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and began to meditate.
Even Voldemort himself seemed a little strange to the sudden victory
His struggle with Dumbledore has lasted for decades, and now Dumbledore is dead.
Harry Potter, who took his place, will continue to fight.
There was some sad expression on his pale face, just a flash of sadness
Then he slowly grinned open his mouth and began to throw his head back, laughing loudly.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha It's so dreamy!"
Voldemort's laughter echoed in the manor castle and penetrated into everyone's ears, and everyone couldn't help but tremble.
decades of fighting
Voldemort didn't feel bored, on the contrary, he became more and more courageous as he fought more and more. He was eager to fight, eager to kill, and even more eager to trample his enemies on the soles of his feet, torturing them hard, so that they could not survive or die. When they have a ray of sunshine, let them feel hope, they are completely killed—this is Voldemort, the feared Dark Lord.
Voldemort's extremely contorted expression and shrill laughter made me feel very uncomfortable.
I frowned uncontrollably.
Voldemort immediately locked his eyes on me, and he found my disgusted expression.
I can guess that he must not be nearsighted.
The Great Hall of Malfoy's house was large and dark, with dim blue-green lights hanging from the roof, and even the Slytherin common room was much brighter than here.
Voldemort walked towards me slowly, and every step he took felt like he was stepping on my heart.
I knew I was in trouble because of a look.
My father, who was still full of arrogance just now, watched Voldemort walking towards me step by step, and the expression on his face became tense. He didn't understand what wrong thing I did to make this adult unhappy.
None of the people present understood, they just held their breath and looked at me.
When Voldemort was still three steps away from me, he stopped, and he began to look at me carefully.
Voldemort's gaze was like a searchlight, looking at me carefully from beginning to end, piercing my skin like a poisonous needle, which gave me goosebumps all over my body.
I lowered my head, not daring to meet his gaze.He also kept looking at me silently and didn't speak. It took about ten seconds. I think these ten seconds seemed as long as centuries.
Voldemort finally spoke: "Sofina, you have grown a lot taller." Without imagining scolding or punishment, he played the role of an elder, and began to give me false greetings, "This is already the sixth grade It's the second half of the semester."
"Yes." I replied bravely, "It's the seventh grade...but I was expelled from Hogwarts." I suddenly thought of the angry Professor McGonagall.
"Expelled?" Voldemort sneered, he probably knew why I was expelled.He turned to look at Snape, who was looking back at him expressionlessly.
"It's okay, Sofina, now Severus is the new headmaster, and he will let you re-enroll...and you have to be the new student council president of Hogwarts." Voldemort put on a smirk Without smiling, "Of course, the other male chairman is Draco."
Speaking of Draco, Voldemort glanced back at him, then walked slowly towards him, Narcissa pulled Draco back sensitively.
Of course Voldemort noticed these small gestures, but he didn't say anything, he just continued his topic: "This is an honor, Hogwarts Student Council President, this is the position that many Hogwarts people want to get, can The right to top half of the headmaster."
"Next semester, you will stay in school to help Severus deal with those who support Potter. Those forces should not be underestimated, and I will go find the savior Harry Potter myself, and then kill him." Voldemort paused Dun, "Of course, I will call you when I need it."
Draco stepped out from behind his mother, facing Voldemort.He glanced at me, took a deep breath, and then bent slightly towards Voldemort: "I am willing to work for you."
I also followed Draco's example and said: "I will also be obliged."
Hearing our answer, Voldemort chuckled: "As expected of the fighters I have chosen, I am willing to believe in your loyalty, but before that..."
Voldemort waved the wand in his hand, and Draco and I were pushed to the center of the hall by an invisible force, and the others drew aside to form a semicircle under Voldemort's instructions.
"The grievances between the Malfoy family and the Ferris family must be resolved today. We are a united group, and I allow internal strife among them. I am not in the mood to analyze your self-righteous and ridiculous thoughts." Voldemort's words are to see Lucius said, and then he looked at my father, "Rick, after today, you will forget about these hatreds, understand? Unless you can stand up to two Lucius alone."
"I think both of you should be very clear about the rules of the duel."
said Voldemort.
duel! ?I looked up at him in surprise, but he smiled back at me.
He wants me to duel Draco.
Voldemort saw the puzzlement in our eyes, and he explained unhurriedly: "I think the most effective solution at present is to let you fight a duel, after all, it is very fair. No matter who wins or loses, in this After that, I don't want the two of you to be hostile to each other."
"Oh...that's right..." Voldemort suddenly thought of something, he stretched out his hand, conjured a bottle of potion out of thin air, and handed it to me, "Sofina, this is the potion you are looking for. I have brought you the antidote from Narcissa, come on! Drink it, and you will be free again." Voldemort's eyes were full of false kindness.
I stared blankly at the medicine bottle in his hand... After experiencing the collapse of despair and relief, I finally got the antidote to the source of my pain.
"Is this true..." I couldn't even believe it.
Even under Draco's begging, Narcissa still played the role of a cruel poisonous woman, unwilling to hand over the antidote
But another scene is different - Voldemort's intimidation.
"Of course it is true," said Voldemort.
Father stood aside, his face couldn't hide his joy: "Sofina, take it quickly!"
He swallowed his anger for so long because of this bottle of antidote.
I listened to my father's request, picked up the antidote, looked at the strangely colored liquid inside, opened the bottle and drank it down.
A strange taste spread in my mouth, and for a while, I felt that some strange changes began to take place in my body.
"Cough! Cough cough...!" The medicine ran across my throat, making me feel very uncomfortable.
My heels softened all of a sudden, and I had to kneel on the ground and bend over, covered my neck and mouth and began to cough frantically, "Ahem! Ahem!"
"What's going on!" Seeing that I was about to suffocate, my father panicked and wanted to rush over to support me, but was stopped by Voldemort, who waved him back to his original position.
Draco was also frightened when he saw my reaction. He wanted to get closer to me, but Voldemort was standing beside me. He could only look at Narcissa in panic and helplessness.
Narcissa looked at me indifferently.
"What did you do to her! Narcissa! This is no antidote!" Father yelled at Narcissa with his eyes wide open.
Narcissa did not answer, but Voldemort said with a smile: "Rick, don't worry, this is of course the antidote."
Voldemort walked around me slowly, as if observing a magical chemical reaction, "Do you think she could manipulate my most capable assistant in front of me?"
After listening to Voldemort's words, my father shut up, glared at Narcissa again, and then began to look at me nervously.
Draco also withdrew his gaze from his mother. Although it was true that Narcissa did not dare to do it again, as Voldemort said, he still had deep worries in his heart.
Just when I coughed until my eyes were dizzy, I felt my back start to feel hot, as if something was burning.
"Narcissa, I have to say, you are really a genius!" Voldemort walked behind me and carefully observed my back
I saw thin smoke starting to rise from my back, and then scorched marks began to appear on my clothes. After a while, a pattern of the Malfoy family crest slowly appeared from behind me.It seemed to be burning from within me, outward.
Others couldn't help exclaiming when they saw this scene. Although I couldn't see my back, I knew that the scene must be spectacular.
It didn't take long for the tingling in my throat to go away and the burning sensation in my back.
Voldemort patted me on the shoulder and pulled me up off the ground, and I immediately met Draco's gaze as soon as I stood up.
He looked at me worriedly, as if asking me if I was okay.I nodded to him, indicating that I felt okay.
"Okay, the breaking ceremony is complete, Sophie." Voldemort smiled at me, "Now it's time to start our theme." He patted my back lightly, which had just been scorched The place suddenly returned to its original state
I touched my back with my back, trying to look very indifferent.
But my heart is more flustered now than anyone else
The duel under the auspices of Voldemort is not as gentle as that in Hogwarts. We must try our best to show our strength in front of this "master".
Judging from Voldemort's expression just now, I even guessed that we must fight today.
"My master." Draco's opening was indeed beyond my expectation, and I saw that his face was full of reluctance, "Actually, I am willing to bear everything about my family..."
"Draco!" Before he finished speaking, Lucius' slightly angry voice came from the other side, and he stopped Draco from continuing.
Draco knew that he was wrong, and he didn't want to hurt me again and again. If he really had a duel with me, the conflict would not be resolved as Voldemort said, but would continue to deepen.
But Lucius didn't think so. Draco's refusal would make the already frustrated family ashamed again, and it would make Voldemort even more unhappy.
Draco was very firm this time, instead of listening to Lucius' warning, he clenched his fists and boldly looked at Voldemort.
"I don't want to duel with Sofina!"
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