"The Dark Devil!" Malfoy glanced at his wife beside him when he heard this unfamiliar yet familiar name. She stared straight ahead, her face as pale as her husband's. Her long blonde hair hung down her back, but under the table, her slender fingers lightly touched his wrist.
Because of Narcissa's touch, Malfoy suddenly came to his senses. He said in a low voice, "The Dark Devil … My Lord … Okay, okay, I should go pay my respects to him … Because the Ministry of Magic blocked the news, I did not know about his return immediately … But I am loyal to him … I will go with you!"
"His Lord?" Rodolphus Lestrange revealed a lively and sarcastic expression. He glanced at his sister-in-law Narcissa, who was beside him, and said in a low voice, "And you … Narcissa. Come with me! "
Rodolphus Lestrange took out a heavy scepter made of white sandalwood with an obsidian embedded at the top. A silver fire dragon sat on top of the scepter. All the Death Eaters showed expressions of awe and fear when they saw the lively fire dragon swimming at the top of the scepter and spitting out blue flames. They respectfully surrounded the scepter, forming a circle around it one after another. They half-knelt down and placed their right hands under the scepter. Rodolphus gave the Malfoys a 'do as I say' look, then half-knelt down and placed his right hand under the scepter.
The Malfoys hesitated, but they imitated them and did the same.
The silver fire dragon at the top of the scepter suddenly looked up at them, flapping its wings and spitting out a mouthful of flames at the obsidian at the top. Then, the space with obsidian as its caste suddenly distorted, and all the Death Eaters and the Malfoys were swallowed by the void without any resistance, disappearing on the spot.
When Malfoy opened his eyes, he was already in a large house. He did not know where this was the old house of a pureblood family. The portrait on the wall was wrapped in black cloth, and there was even a sound-muting spell cast on it. The strange scepter was in the middle of the hall, and the Death Eaters formed a circle and knelt on the ground.
So it's a door key! Malfoy thought to himself as he glanced at the scepter.
He felt very strange. These Death Eaters that he was very familiar with were acting very strangely … unfamiliar, as if they had pledged their loyalty to a new master. Narcissa whispered in his ear, "This time the Phantom Shift doesn't make me feel dizzy!"
Malfoy was shocked. When they were teleported here by the 'Door Key', they didn't feel anything at all. It was as if their surroundings had suddenly changed.
Rodolphus Lestrange led the Death Eaters and pushed the door open. Malfoy saw a very familiar figure behind the door. The figure had his back to him and was dressed in a black robe. He stood in the middle of the hall like the owner, as if waiting for someone. Malfoy could not help but exclaim, "Bojin Bock?"
Malfoy quickly scanned the area to make sure he didn't see anyone resembling Voldemort.
Boggin Bork heard his voice and turned around with a smile. "Long time no see … Mr. Malfoy. The quality of the black magic items you sold to me last time was excellent … As expected of Voldemort's personal collection. "
Malfoy's expression changed drastically. He quickly looked to his left and right. Rodolphus and the other Death Eaters did not fly into a rage. They had been bowing their heads ever since they pushed open the door. They were very respectful and silent.
Malfoy was a little unsure of the situation. He hesitated. "I have always maintained my loyalty to the Dark Devil. For his great cause, I hid in the Ministry of Magic. When the Dark Devil suffered a setback, I had to protect myself for the sake of the great plan and wait for the right time … Fortunately, the heavens did not betray me. The Dark Devil finally broke free, and I came here to offer my loyalty."
Boggin Bork calmly said, "Loyalty … But I have a question for you. Lucius … Is the Malfoy family loyal to Voldemort or the Dark Devil? Are you loyal to the strong, or are you loyal to Tom Riddle, who died a horrible death? "
Malfoy's face instantly turned pale. He remembered the 'suspicious rumor'. At this time, Bojin Bork had already arrived in front of Narcissa. He called out, "I'm not like that Nazi Voldemort, who doesn't even have a cup of black tea when his loyal subordinate comes to visit … Gulp!" He called out, and an ugly house-elf appeared behind him using Phantom Shift.
The house-elf called Gru stole a few glances at Malfoy and his wife before asking respectfully, "Master, what are your orders?"
"Give Madam Malfoy a cup of black tea …" Boggin Bork said calmly. "Narcissa, I killed your sister … There's one less living member of the Black Family."
"I'm loyal to …" Malfoy stammered. His eyes wandered around the group of former Death Eaters, and his trembling voice could not hide the anxiety in his heart. "Master, if you're stronger than the Dark Devil … No, Voldemort, what reason do I have not to follow you?"
"Very good …" Boggin … No, Chen Ang nodded. "Old Malfoy, you should have guessed that I'm not the person this face represents. Boggin Bork and everything this name represents were taken from that poor man by me … Malfoy, can you guess where the original Mr. Boggin is now?"
Malfoy broke out in a cold sweat. He unexpectedly noticed that the house-elf called Gru was trembling so hard that he could barely hold the teapot in his hand. His eyes were filled with tears, and his body was shaking like a sieve.
'Mr. Boggin' had obviously noticed this as well. Gru trembled even harder, and the Death Eaters all lowered their heads. Their fear was so obvious that the air was suffocating. "Gru!" 'Mr. Boggin' called out. Gru trembled in fear, and the teapot in his hand almost fell to the ground. He fell in front of 'Boggin' and screamed, "Master, forgive me, Master!"
"Don't be afraid!" Mr. Boggin said. "Gru, I'm going to return your name to you for now … Because in a while, I need all of you to do something big. After Sirius and Tom Riddle escaped from Azkaban, Sirius went to warn the Ministry of Magic, which attracted the attention of some people in the Ministry of Magic. However, another group, led by our Minister of Magic, Foggy, refused to accept this fact. On one hand, he asked Dumbledore for help, and on the other hand, he wanted to manipulate the Azkaban incident into a prisoner's escape in order to maintain order in his rule.
"The world has changed … But our Mr. Foggy refused to accept this fact. He even slandered poor Sirius as a fugitive, and not long ago, Sirius, who wanted to warn the Ministry of Magic again, was unfortunately trapped by the Auror … Tonight, he will be tried by Weisengarmo, and Dumbledore will be his defender.
"Now, my friends! We must force the Ministry of Magic to accept this fact — the new Black Devil has descended! "
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