Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Death Eaters don't care, they're happy to see other people unlucky, as long as they're not themselves. It was too good to see the Bellatrix and Malfoy families humiliated. Bellatrix was just so happy and blushed, but at this moment his face is red and white, it's terrible.

“Master, she is not our niece.” She shouted out loud in a loud laugh, "Just like the little Sirius who was expelled from the Black family, our sister was a disgrace to the family, and she was removed from the family since she married that muddy species. We, Nacisa and I, have never looked at her in the eyes and had nothing to do with her. That child, and the bastard she married, had nothing to do with us. ”

“Draco, don't you think?” Voldemort asked, his voice, though light, clearly covered the screams and laughter, "Will you take care of those little wolves? If I let you go there, would you go? ”

Draco Malfoy was clearly shaken by Voldemort's name.

He subconsciously covered his arms and looked at his father in horror.

His father stared down at his knees and then he touched his mother's eyes.

His mother shook her head almost unconsciously and then stared at the opposite wall unemotionally.

Draco did not seem to see the response from his mother, or to understand how to answer it. His agitated thoughts were a bit blurred and he fell back into another terrible memory. He could not help but think of the punishment he had received over the past summer because his father had been unfavourable and Voldemort had imposed heavy punishment on the Malfoy family.

What does Voldemort mean? Wolfman, wolf-child?

Let Draco take care of them?

Since Fenrir Greyback was killed by Ivan in his last operation, the army of werewolves assembled in the underground world has become a mess. Originally supposed to be the most threatening and combative werewolves of Voldemort's dark army, they are now in desperate need of...

No!!!

Either way, Draco doesn't want to get involved with werewolves anymore.

He grabbed his arm and got harder, pale, Greyback was dead, and he should have been relieved of this terrible threat.

His father said there would be a way, everything would be a way...

Draco's delay in answering Voldemort made the scene even more lively.

“Enough!” Voldemort softly said, playing with his wand, “that's enough. ”

The laughter immediately subsided and the atmosphere became depressed again.

“Many of our oldest families have become a little morbid over time.” Bellatrix held his breath and stared at him, "You had to prune the leaves to keep it healthy, didn't you? Cut off those parts that threaten overall health. ”

“Yes, master!” Bellatrix whispered, his eyes filled with tears of gratitude, "whenever there was a chance! ”

“There will be an opportunity.” Voldemort says that his left arm shakes unnaturally again, "In your family, all over the world… we are going to wipe out the scabies that have invaded us until there is only a wizard of pure blood… We are going to build a new order and build a new world…"

Voldemort said, gently lifting Lucius Malfoy's wand with his right hand against a slightly rotated body hanging above the table.

The man woke up moaning and began to desperately break the invisible ropes.

“Do you recognize our guests, Severus?” Voldemort asked.

Snape looked up at the upside down face with no expression.

At this moment, all the Death Eaters look up at this captive as if they had been granted permission to show their curiosity.

When the woman turned to face the furnace fire, she said in a dull, fearful voice, "Severus! Save me! ”

“Oh, I recognize it.” Snape said the prisoner slowly turned around again.

“And you, Draco?” Voldemort touched the serpent's nose with the hand that didn't hold the wand and asked.

Draco shook his head violently and became even more frightened.

Now that the woman is awake, he doesn't seem to dare to look at her anymore.

“Not surprisingly, you probably didn't take her class.” Voldemort said, "Some of you may not know her, but let me tell you something, we have here tonight with Keridy Bubbage, who has been teaching at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft. ”

A gentle, suddenly enlightened voice was heard around the table, and a woman with wide shoulders, a hunchback, and pointed teeth giggled.

“Yes, Professor Bubaji taught the wizards' children all kinds of knowledge about Muggles and told them that Muggles is not much different from us...”

A Death Eater spit underground, and Keridy Bubbagi turned to face Snape, “Severus, please, please...”

“Quiet.” Voldemort said and shook Malfoy's wand gently, as if Kerridi had been blocked in his mouth and immediately silenced, "Professor Bubaji was not satisfied with corrosing the minds of the children of the toxic wizard, and last week he wrote an article in the newspaper, generously defending the mud species with exaggeration, saying that wizards must tolerate those who steal their knowledge and magic. Professor Boubagui said that the decline in the number of pure-bred wizards was a very welcome phenomenon, and she hoped that we would all marry Muggles… there was no doubt that there were werewolves…"

Draco Malfoy shuddered again, he kept holding his arm, he was now in a mess in his head, a werewolf for a moment, an increasing number of black shadows appearing in the mansion, and Voldemort's terrible laughter, all of which eventually came together in the same image: Dumbledore was slain by a curse of green light and fell from the astronomical tower.

That was the root of all the nightmares. If Dumbledore were still alive, he would definitely help him. But now that he is alone, he knows that his parents will not dare to resist in front of Voldemort. Perhaps soon, he will be...

Ignoring Draco Malfoy's idea, after Voldemort said it, this time, nobody laughed in the lounge.

Without a doubt, Voldemort's voice is filled with anger and contempt.

For the third time, Keridy Bubaji turned to face Snape, tears gushing out of her eyes, into her hair and begging silently.

Snape looked at her indifferently and slowly she turned again.

Avada Kedavra. ”

A green light illuminated every corner of the room, rumbling, and Kerridi landed on the table, shaking and squeaking.

Several Death Eaters shrunk into the chair, Draco slipped from his seat to the floor, and he woke up violently from his memories and was pulled into a more brutal reality.

“Nice wand!” Voldemort said softly, "This time we will succeed, the world and everything above belongs to me. ”