Hogwarts of a certain magic

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Malfoy and Avery left.

Voldemort stood alone in the stone house, squinting his red eyes, staring at the skull.

The door was opened again, and a wizard walked in, who knelt down humbly.

Voldemort turned his back and whispered:

"Gray, I'm really sad to know about the death of your father Evan Rozier."

Evan Rozier was a Death Eater who followed Voldemort in the early days. After his accident, Evan was also killed by the Auror.

The son inherited his father's business...Since Evan was dead, Voldemort re-enlisted his son, Gray Rozier.

"Before my father died, he would not regret it," Gray said feverishly."I will continue to be loyal to the master for him."

"Okay, very good." Voldemort's lipless mouth twisted a smile.

"I remember that your family used to be loyal to the first Dark Lord Grindelwald."

In fact, not only the Rozier family, but many pure-blood families, have joined the Ukist Party in Grindelwald.

But the Rozier family is rather special. Vader Rozier is Grindelwald's right-hand man, and is worthy of the name of the second-ranked Uzi party.

In fact, until Grindelwald was imprisoned in Newmontgarde, their family spared no effort to help.

Gray thought that Voldemort was going to settle accounts after Autumn, and hurriedly explained: "Master, that was all half a century ago..."

"I know, it's okay." Voldemort raised a large pale hand and gently lifted Gray.

"Grindelwald is a total loser! Lost the face of the Dark Lord!

Your Rozier family chose me, and of course you chose the right path."

He patted Rozier on the shoulder and whispered: "I need you to do something."

"What's the matter, Master?" Gray asked.

The fire light reflected in Voldemort's eyes, reflecting a strange light, he slowly said:

"I'm going to Newmondgard and release Grindelwald."

Because of Stark's sudden rise, coupled with Dumbledore... Voldemort felt that he might be looking for help.

Dumbledore was indeed old, but Stark was only sixteen.The battle that night had proved his terrifying strength.

I must find foreign aid.

Then looking around, only Grindelwald, the former Dark Lord, is qualified to join hands with him.

Although Voldemort looked down on this old man, he was the previous Dark Lord after all.

When he was young, it was at his peak.

But after decades of imprisonment, Immortal is probably half a waste.

Voldemort didn't expect Grindelwald to do too much, but as long as he could help him contain one.

"You tell Grindelwald that I am willing to border him with Berlin, Germany, to him on the east, and my territory on the west."

Voldemort said softly.

"Yes, I see, Master." Gray nodded.

Voldemort walked to the table and picked up the skull.

The biggest enemy... will always be Dumbledore and Stark.

After solving the two men, Voldemort believed that it would not be easy to clean up an outdated Dark Lord.

He picked up the skull and played with it lightly in his hand, as if touching his lover.

The International Wizarding Conference will also be held in Austria, which happens to find something to do for Dumbledore and Stark.

It is best to drag the two people there.

"Let's go, let's go out." Voldemort took the lead to leave, and the rune snake slid slowly behind him.

These are the secret missions, the rest are not very secret, so there is no need to be so careful.

Entering the conference room, there is already a big table in the room.

The candlelight was faint, a beam of pale moon, the light pouring down from the wide skylight of the dome, illuminating the room.

Voldemort took the skull and sat down on the main seat.

All Death Eaters are done in order of rank.

"Grey, you sit here." Voldemort pointed to the seat next to him, and Malfoy reluctantly moved.

The Death Eaters are also hierarchical.There are many Death Eaters who are not worthy of attending this meeting.

And these cores of them are also particular about their seats... it is related to the intimacy of the family, abilities and the Dark Lord.

Normally, the wizard who was closer to Voldemort would sit closer to him.

Obviously, this newly joined Death Eater named Gray was favored by the owner.

Maybe, I have to stay overnight.

It's so jealous.

As for Malfoy... that must be a little alienated, otherwise why was he sent in the middle?

That would definitely have to take the opportunity to step on and get down on the rocks...Traditional infighting art.

"Nott, what did Gringotts say?" Voldemort looked at a hunched wizard.

"Master, those fairies speak very vaguely. I don't think they will stand with us. The last Wizarding War..."

"Last Wizarding War, we killed many of their companions, and none of them supported any of them in the end!" Voldemort sneered.

"This group of spineless things, it seems that the fairy war has exhausted all their courage."

"But..." Voldemort smiled."Tell the fairies, I can give them better chips, as long as they invest in us."

"A lot of gold?" Nott asked tentatively.

"It's not gold." Voldemort said with disdain: "It is the freedom that wizards have refused to give them for centuries, and they will not be able to resist the temptation."

There was silence on the table.

"Don't be afraid, only after defeating Dumbledore, it's just easy to clean them up." Voldemort said hoarsely:

"At that time, I will take back the ownership of Gringotts."

"Yes, I see, Master."

Voldemort looked at the corner of the table again and asked loudly:

"Carol, I heard that you have a good relationship with Igor Karkaroff?"

"Master, who did you listen to! This is impossible!" Amicus Carlo raised his head to defend.

"That traitor, I can't wait to chop off his dog's head!"

"Yeah, we don't know Karkaroff at all." Amicus's sister-Alekto agreed.

"Don't lie to me, the great Dark Lord, you know everything..." Voldemort sneered, "I heard that your family has children in Durmstrand.

This year I followed Karkaroff and participated in the Triwizard Tournament..."

"That was adopted!" Amikus explained hurriedly, "not his own!"

"Yes, Master," Alexto said loudly, "Actually, Malfoy and Karkaroff have a good relationship.

I heard that he is also going to send his son Draco to Durmstrang through Kakarov."

grass!(A tactic)

Malfoy looked at them resentfully.

First Avery, then Carlos brothers and sisters... They all said bad things about me, Malfoy.

Who provoked someone!

Voldemort did not rebuke Carlos brothers and sisters, nor Malfoy, but whispered:

"According to reliable information I have, Karkaroff is still staying at Hogwarts. He has completely fallen to Dumbledore."

Voldemort stood up, pacing slowly beside the crowd.

For a while, the room was as cold as freezing.

Voldemort hissed, the sound getting louder and louder, and one or two wizards couldn't help but shiver, only to hear a heavy object crawling on the floor under the table.

The giant snake leaned out and slowly climbed onto Voldemort's chair.It climbed higher and higher, seemingly endless, and then put its body on Voldemort's shoulders.

"Kakarov seems to think that he can live safely under the nose of the eagle hook of the mudblood idiot."

Voldemort gently stroked the snake head, looked around, and sneered:

"I am willing to forgive those servants who changed their minds. I don't mind giving them another chance.

The Dark Lord has always been a very kind master."

"But..." Voldemort suddenly said loudly:

"I can't let others think that if you betray the Dark Lord, you can go unpunished;

I can’t let others think that if I do something wrong, I can get away with it;

I can't let others think that hiding behind Dumbledore will always be safe.

No, it's impossible!"

Voldemort stared at brother Carlo and said coldly:

"Kakaroff will return to Durmstrand, I want you to kill him."

"Master, only two of us?"

"There are already a group of wizards who have gone to meet the giants." The corner of Voldemort's mouth curled up.

"The giant will probably return to my command. These are the forces you can mobilize."

"I only have one request...make Karkaroff's head into a wine glass and bring it back to me!"

Voldemort looked down at the human skeleton in his palm.

The skeleton was still empty just now, now like a bowl filled with blood red wine.

He raised his head and drank the wine.

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