In the Moselle region of Germany, dense grapevines surrounded an avant-garde manor. The owner of this winery was a wizard born in Muggle. It was obvious that Lord Voldemort had led the Death Eaters to occupy this winery. Most of the original owners of the winery had perished, leaving only a few core family members who were controlled by the Death Eaters with the Soul Seizing Curse, making them show their faces from time to time to cover up the truth.
"Master, I'm going to set up the meeting room." Bellatrix's somewhat excited voice sounded sharply. Even though she had just given birth not long ago, this witch didn't become rounder. Being a mother didn't reduce the madness in her eyes.
"Bella, some people don't need to have a place anymore." Lord Voldemort followed Bella's tone and tilted his head slightly to the side. The Eye of Vykna bulged in his eye socket and stared at Bellatrix. The spiderweb-like black veins around his eye socket made his face look even more terrifying. "Lucius has once again brought us good news. Those pureblood families finally realized who is worthy of loyalty."
"Yes, Master always has good foresight." Bella was brimming with excitement and fanaticism as she rushed out excitedly. Lord Voldemort's robe fluttered as he strolled out of the door. Nagini crawled beside him.
Suddenly, a baby's cry sounded in a quiet room in the corridor. Lord Voldemort stopped and pushed open the door to Bellatrix's room. His cold gaze fell on the unattended baby girl lying in swaddling clothes.
"Ugly thing, what are you crying for?" Lord Voldemort hissed in a low voice.
This baby girl who was actually not ugly at all and had inherited the beauty of her mother before entering Azkaban and the young Tom Liddell stopped crying. Her pure blue eyes under silver-blue hair looked at Lord Voldemort who appeared in her sight and revealed a cute toothless smile.
Lord Voldemort was slightly startled by this unfamiliar expression. His snake face suddenly twisted as he reached out with Vykna's hand and pulled the cradle closer.
"You should be afraid of your father …" Although his voice was soft, it was full of coldness. His scarlet eyes were ferocious, and his pale snake-like face twisted into an unprecedented horror in front of his daughter. At this time, he was emitting a cold aura that was enough to make any Death Eaters tremble and kneel on the ground. Lord Voldemort let out a low, creepy howl from his throat.
Seeing all the changes in his master's expression, Najini's snake body quickly climbed up and directly blocked between Lord Voldemort and the baby. Its body was as thick as a human's thigh and completely blocked the child's face. Najini's eyes didn't blink, and his pupils were vertical as he let out a low and rapid hissing sound.
"Najini, that will make you weak …" Lord Voldemort said, but he slowed down his momentum and his facial features were no longer twisted. He caressed the giant snake with his slender fingers, his eyes still looking at the baby who didn't know fear.
The giant snake obediently lowered its body, exposing the baby girl to Lord Voldemort's gaze again.
The baby girl's gaze didn't leave Lord Voldemort at all. When his face changed, she frowned slightly, as if she was puzzled and afraid. But after Lord Voldemort's face returned to normal, she showed an innocent and cute smile to Lord Voldemort. Obviously, she thought that Lord Voldemort was just teasing her.
"I hate you … little monster …" Lord Voldemort slowly raised his chin and snorted at the baby with a cold gaze. Then he brought Najini out of the room and closed the door, ignoring the baby who started crying again.
The dining room of this winery was already filled with silent Death Eaters. Some of the higher-ups were sitting at the well-decorated long dining table, while the other commonly used furniture in the room was pushed to the wall. Those Dark Wizards of lower status could only stand around.
The door of the conference room opened automatically to both sides, making a heavy creaking sound. Lord Voldemort's leather boots stepped on the smooth marble tiles, making a sound that broke the silence of the conference room. The Death Eaters stood up and bowed until Lord Voldemort walked to the end of the long table and sat down. Only then did they dare to take a seat.
Lord Voldemort's original pupil didn't move, and the Eye of Viktor, which made his face even more terrifying, slowly swept across the Death Eaters in the room. No one dared to look at him.
"Dear Lucius." Lord Voldemort first asked Lucius, "Tell the others the news you just informed me."
"Yes, Master … In the British magic world, the pureblood families led by the Bork family sent people to contact us. They recognized Master's authority …" Lucius spoke very slowly, but every word was pronounced clearly. "They are now planning to carry out a larger protest against Family Harris. I have brought the resources that they promised us and promised to give us more support."
"Those despicable bastards, selfish and hypocritical beasts …" Bellatrix scolded, "It's just that those stupid people blindly believed in Harris and didn't see this at all under his halo. Now that they have revealed their fangs, these guys finally realized the ambitions of these greedy Germans."
The people around the long table looked at Lord Voldemort with trepidation. Seeing that he didn't respond to Bella's scolding, one by one, they used the most vicious words they knew to scold Harris.
"That arrogant brat is still trying to use the so-called Sanctuary Kingdom, trying to use us to help him deal with his enemies …" Lord Voldemort's Eye of Viktor suddenly closed, and there was a loud explosion in the room. A stone statue's head was crushed into powder by an invisible force. "Lucius, those pureblood British are not enough. Harris is now provoking enemies everywhere. Go and contact them, contact those fairies, contact those non- Harris Sanctuary Kingdoms, and tell them to support your Master … As long as Rudolphus gets the thing, the floating city will be ours."
Lucius bowed his head respectfully and handed a dark green bag with a peacock embroidered on it to Lord Voldemort respectfully with both hands. "Master, this is the first batch of supplies that they have provided, mainly gold coins …"
Lord Voldemort moved the fingers of his Eye of Viktor and moved the bag that was enchanted with the Traceless Expansion Spell to his hand and tied it around his waist. After obtaining the two Viktor artifacts, Lord Voldemort could clearly feel that his strength had increased a lot under the enhancement of this set of equipment, and he had also mastered more dark knowledge that he had never understood before. However, after the previous battle with Allen and being imprisoned in the snow bottle, Lord Voldemort clearly knew that he was still no match for his opponent. However, after equipping the two Viktor artifacts at the same time, Lord Voldemort was very confident that as long as he collected the third piece and combined with other forces, he would be able to stand on the same level as his opponent once again.
Hurried footsteps were heard from the door, and a few black wizards walked in with their heads lowered, interrupting the conversation in the hall. One of them seemed to be the leader as he bowed deeply to Lord Voldemort. He spoke with a German accent, "Master, we have … news of Master Grigovic's wand …" He paused and almost begged, "We are one step too late … There is no way to capture him. Just a few days ago, Master Grigovic returned to the United Kingdom under the escort of Dumbledore, and then he went to the floating city …"
Lord Voldemort's Eye of Viktor suddenly released a continuous red blood-vessel-shaped ray, and rushed at the captain with great ferocity.
The captain, who was originally a small leader of a local wizard criminal group, was still begging for mercy on his face when he was instantly wrapped by layers of red silk into a red cocoon. Then, with a bang, what came after the cocoon was not new life, but death. In the end, he scattered into gray dregs on the ground.
"We have found the whereabouts of the wand!!! Master, please spare our lives!!! " The captain's subordinates were frightened, but at this time, they were smart enough to understand that they should first talk about the results achieved, not the reason for failure. "We have sneaked into Master Grigovic's house! We have collected some information … we know the whereabouts of the wand. "
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