In the summer afternoon, the Albanian forest was very hot. There was no sound of wind at all, and the sun shone into the forest like a sharp sword. Fortunately, there were still dense leaves to cover the fiery sun. Even so, entering the depths of the forest was like entering a steaming sauna, making it difficult for one to breathe.
Accompanied by the black fog that appeared out of nowhere, a loud bang broke the silence of the forest. The door to the underground grotto in Albania was pushed open by an invisible hand. Snape, with his black robe billowing, walked down the stone steps and entered the underground grotto.
This place seemed to have formed a different space from the surface. Compared to the scorching heat on the surface, the cellar, which had been enchanted with temperature control magic, was very cool.
Snape's brows were tightly furrowed, and his gaze was gloomy. He walked into the interior of the cave with large steps that were more hurried than usual, his long cloak slapping against his ankles. He turned into a long corridor and walked upwards, entering the stone hall that the Black Devil King often stayed in.
In the stone hall, Snape's hurried footsteps broke the almost stagnant atmosphere in the hall. All the Death Eaters turned their eyes to the wizard who appeared at the door and quickly walked in.
At this time, after a long period of construction, the secret underground base in Albania had been arranged more and more thoroughly. A long table was placed in the middle of the stone hall. It seemed that Lucius Malfoy had moved the long dining table in his home here. Tall chairs were neatly arranged on both sides of the long table, full of Death Eaters. Some Death Eaters were standing on both sides of the long table. (Author's Note: The tradition of using the dining table as the face of a card should not be lost.)
A somewhat delirious human body was suspended in the middle of the table with its head down, as if it was suspended by an invisible rope. This was a man with a head full of thick brown short curly hair. His mouth was wide open. His lips were trembling, and the muscles on his face were twisted in pain. On his bare chest, the blood from the whipping had congealed into hard lumps. His entire body was twisted in a strange way, and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot of torture.
Hearing the noise coming from the door, the man tried his best to open his left eye a little. His eyelids were trembling, and his slightly open eye looked like it would close at any moment. But before he could see clearly, he fainted. Snape squinted his eyes as he entered the room and observed the wizard who was being tortured. He did not know who the wizard was, so he continued to approach him quietly.
"Severus, I was worried that you might have gotten lost." A loud and clear voice sounded in the stone hall. Lord Voldemort, who was sitting alone at the head of the table, turned his body slightly and turned his head to look at Snape with a smile.
"Master, I have something important to report to you." Snape's voice had been cold and harsh for a long time, but there was a trace of anxiety that was not there in the past.
"Severus, sit down first. We have reserved a seat for you." Lord Voldemort pointed to the seat on his right. "Sit here. It seems that you have brought us good news?"
Most of the Death Eaters at the table followed Snape. As soon as he sat down in the designated seat, he said, "Master, the Order of the Phoenix plans to move Harry Potter out of his current safe house today, around eight o 'clock tonight."
The Death Eaters were restless, and everyone turned their eyes to the Dark Lord.
"Tonight … Tonight, that's really good news." Lord Voldemort glanced at the magic pendulum clock in the corner, and his lipless mouth twisted into a strange smile. After receiving the clear news, he took a slice of the blood-red watermelon in front of him and handed it to Snape. "Want some? Severus, so we still have a little time to prepare … "
Snape was a little surprised. His aquiline nose wrinkled, but he still took it obediently.
"Bella and Narcissa are very picky. There's one called … Let me think, how do you pronounce his name, KAJI? He seems to have graduated from a magic school. He's much better in the field of herbs than in the field of black magic. He used the blood of the Muggle at the exit upstairs, and we didn't expect it to be good after tasting it … "Lucius Malfoy pointed behind the core members who had seats. In the circle of wizards who could only stand, there was an Asian wizard with a beard and a black ponytail. The expression on his handsome face showed that his attitude seemed to be more frivolous.
"What I heard was different, my master." Jackson used his hoarse voice to break the rare relaxed atmosphere here. His hands were crossed on the table, and his blond hair was combed to the back, revealing his wrinkled forehead.
Snape narrowed his eyes and looked at the gloomy and slightly cruel wizard in front of him. It did not match his gorgeous silver robe at all.
"Sorry, Severus, I'm not targeting you …" Seeing that Lord Voldemort did not speak, Yaxley continued proudly, "Carlo and his sister have found out that Drex … that Aura and the Order of the Phoenix have been captured by us. Dumbledore told him personally that Potter will not leave before the 30th of this month, and will have to wait until his 17th birthday. They will make full use of the protection spell … So I'm guessing that today is a trap …"
"Idiot!" A baby-like scream sounded, and a crazy light flashed in Bellatrix's eyes. She raised her arm high and drew a few circles in the air with the tip of her wand. Immediately, a rope appeared out of thin air and quickly wrapped around Yaxley's neck. "You dare to use your own speculation to put my master at risk?!"
Then, Bellatrix's wand turned into a long whip. With a snap, she swung it at Yaxley and wrapped it around his neck. Bellatrix pulled hard, and Yaxley's neck turned purplish red. His eyes widened, and his body leaned forward and hit the table.
The sudden attack shocked Yaxley, but he was tied up by the rope so he could not say anything. He could only use his hands to pull the rope that was getting tighter and tighter. Although he did not understand how he provoked this demoness, he knew her position in his master's heart, and her bulging belly made him not dare to use his wand to fight back.
Ignoring Bellatrix's behavior, Lord Voldemort's cold voice seemed to come from his mouth, and it sounded creepy. "Where are they taking the boy?"
"Probably to the house of a member of the Order of the Phoenix. I heard that the most comprehensive protection measures have been taken. Dumbledore will tell this news to the member of the Order of the Phoenix who is in charge of Potter, and will personally participate in the protection work. Once he gets there, it will be difficult to attack him … "Snape hesitated for a moment, but he still finished his sentence." They seem to think that if they can hold on until school reopens and Potter re-enters the Hogwarts, they will be safe … "
"Hmph! They think that I don't dare to go to the Hogwarts? " Lord Voldemort looked very angry. "If that boy named Allen was not so insidious and dishonorable, I would have killed him last year! He can't beat me! "
"Of course! My master! But I am willing to take on this mission. I want to kill that boy! " Bellatrix, who was sitting next to Narcissa, volunteered. She retracted the long whip in her hand and turned it back into a wand. She leaned toward Lord Voldemort, as if words could not express her eagerness to serve.
Alex's violent coughs immediately sounded in the stone hall. "Wuwuwu …" Yaxley coughed a few times. He was choked to the point that his eyes rolled out. He even mistakenly thought that his master, who was silent, would let Bella kill him. He realized his mistake, but he still felt lucky. If the Dark Lord had listened to his intelligence and did not go, and if Harry was really transferred today, then there was no doubt that his punishment would not be as light as it was now.
Narcissa looked at her sister Bella and did not persuade her. She knew why Bella did not say it clearly. She did not want the mysterious person to take the risk to go to the Hogwarts, because not only Allen and the Ministry of Magic were there, but also the founder.
"Your attitude is very commendable and exciting, but …" Lord Voldemort's voice was still cold, but it was not as loud as before. He was slightly lower. "It must be me who kills Harry Potter. I must kill him with my own hands …"
Bellatrix lowered her head in disappointment. Like a depressed cat, she bent her upper body and shrank back. But even so, her huge belly could not be hidden. It was reflected in Lord Voldemort's vertical pupils.
"Bella, take a small team with you and stay here to guard the base for this mission." Lord Voldemort raised his pale hand and made a decision. Then, he turned his red eyes to Lucius. "… Then, dear Lucius, tell me, tell your master, how did your actions in the United Kingdom make them react?"
"Master, many pure-bloods have made it clear that they want to cooperate with us. And under Harris's pressure, some families who were neutral during the first war have also verbally maintained contact with us." Lucius touched the extra snake head carving on the back of his elm dragon heart wand. Seeing that the Dark Lord did not look away, he thought for a moment and quickly added, "If we want to take action, they promise not to interfere with us. Some families are even willing to provide some temporary safe houses as our transit station."
"You've done well." Lord Voldemort took a slice of watermelon for himself. Then, he turned his eyes to Bellatrix's sister who had been silent all this time. "Narcissa, you stay here too."
Narcissa quickly put away the arrogant expression that made Harry feel like there was a big pile of dung under her nose. She nodded respectfully and said, "Yes! Master. "
Lucius's eyes were filled with gratitude. He bowed his head respectfully. He knew very well that this was the reward that the Dark Lord had given him for contacting the pure-bloods during this period of time. They were about to embark on a mission to England where the Harris Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix were stationed. It was quite risky to kill Harry Potter under their noses.
Although Lucius had already made up his mind to find an opportunity to send the news to Allen, after all, curses had no eyes. If there was a scuffle, it was inevitable that there would be a mid-stream curse. So, Lucius thought that it was undoubtedly the best choice to keep his wife out of danger.
"Then, our next move is to …"
"Ugh …"
Lord Voldemort narrowed his eyes impatiently and looked up. The wizard who was hanging upside down on the long table in the room groaned and woke up. He unconsciously twisted his body, trying to break free from the invisible ropes to make himself feel better …
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