Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 385 379. I am always generous to someone

A manor somewhere in England.

"Welcome home, my loyal servants."

Voldemort rarely showed a happy expression and said to his former subordinates.

The Death Eaters released from Azkaban formed a circle and kneeled respectfully at Voldemort's feet.

"I know that Master, you will come back sooner or later, and you will not abandon us."

The speaker was Bellatrix Lestrange. Due to her long stay in Azkaban, she was corroded by the dementors and deprived of the sun. As a result, her face was haggard and inhuman, and her skin was pale. It was terrifying, with deeply sunken eye sockets, and a completely half-human, half-ghost appearance.

More than ten years ago, she was a quite famous beauty in the wizarding world.

There was a cry in her voice, and she spoke with sobs, as if she wanted to vent out all the grievances she had suffered for more than ten years, but these were tears of joy and tears of joy. Although the other Death Eaters did not speak, their expressions were similar to hers. almost.

These Death Eaters' fanaticism for Voldemort was beyond imagination and was purely a religious worship, so they were willing to be arrested and stay in Azkaban for more than ten years.

"It's okay, my servants, I'm back."

Voldemort rarely stepped forward to hug Bellatrix, which made the latter even more excited, and her whole body wanted to be buried in Voldemort's arms. As Bellatrix's husband, Rodolphus saw this This scene shows only the enthusiasm for Voldemort in his eyes.

"You have suffered a lot these years, but don't worry, I will take back all the hardships you have suffered over the years from those losers with profit."

As soon as these words came out, the Death Eaters of the 'Azkaban Faction' became even more excited and wanted to die for Voldemort immediately.

"Go and rest first. Lucius has prepared a comfortable room for you."

This group of subordinates who had been imprisoned in Azkaban had just come out. It was naturally impossible for Voldemort to assign tasks to them so quickly. He would at least have to wait for them to rest for a while and adapt to the current environment.

"Master, we found these two guys in prison."

"He is neither one of us nor a dark wizard. Even the reason for being imprisoned in Azkaban is very strange."

"A man used his status as a well-known writer to maliciously fabricate false information about molesting underage wizard girls. Wow, he was jointly sued by one hundred and eighty-nine well-known wizards. I'm really curious how you did it?"

Avery threw a man and a woman out. Ever since the Death Eaters were released from Azkaban, his status had dropped again and again. Although he had been prepared for it, he still felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't Dare to reveal it in front of Voldemort.

"Please don't kill us."

A man and a woman knelt on the ground trembling, as frightened as quails.

"Don't be afraid." Voldemort comforted him.

Perhaps it was because his subordinates were successfully rescued that he felt very happy and rarely showed a pleasant expression. As a result, when the two of them saw his noseless face, they trembled even more.

"Are you afraid of me?" Voldemort leaned over and asked, his original good mood gone.

Although Voldemort wants the world to be afraid of him, he obviously doesn't want that now. Do you think the once handsome guy really doesn't care about his image at all?

"No, no"

The two said in unison.

"You are lying!"

Before Voldemort could speak, Avery yelled at the two of them fiercely: "No one can deceive our master!"

"Avery, don't scare our friends."

Voldemort waved his hand, then leaned down again: "Tell me your names."

"Then tell me your use."

The implication is that if it is of no use

Death Eaters never accept trash, and certainly not wizards whose blood is not 'pure' unless they can reflect their own value.

"Gilderoy Lockhart"

The blond man stammered: "I can write a book."

"Lilita Skeeter."

Seeing this, the woman on the side also honestly confessed: "I can write news."

Both are writers.

Lucius whispered a few words in Voldemort's ear, and the latter's eyes lit up slightly.

"Oh, it turns out to be the famous Daily Prophet reporter and Mr. well-known writer."

"You guys are useful. Very useful."

Voldemort rarely grinned. Finally, there were two people who could be useful in writing.

The most important thing is that the two of them are pure blood.

"Then let me ask you, are you willing to join the Death Eaters?"

Scarlet eyes stared at the two of them, and they felt that they were naked and could be seen clearly.

"Yes! Of course I do!"

The two of them are not stupid. This is a matter of life and death. Of course, they must agree first.

"very good."

Voldemort was very satisfied with the two people's attitude of being 'aware of current affairs'. He stood up and stretched out his finger, lightly scratching their arms, and patterns of skulls and poisonous snakes immediately appeared.

"From now on, you are my loyal servants."

Feeling the burning pain in their arms, the two of them knelt at Voldemort's feet.

There is one and only one person who can put the mark of the Dark Devil on other Death Eaters. When they thought of this, the two of them felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar and could not help but shudder.

Dark Lord.

It was only then that the two of them realized the identity of the man in front of them.

It's funny to say that because they are so afraid of Voldemort, the entire wizarding world doesn't even have a portrait of him.

Other records about Voldemort describe him as a demonic and terrifying character.

If you have never seen Voldemort, then the other party may not recognize him as long as he doesn't tell you.

"We want you to continue doing what you are doing."

Voldemort's voice came faintly from above.

"I want you to publish a book about Dumbledore, and I want you to do everything you can to discredit him."

"I guess you guys are pretty good at this, right?"

The two of them nodded wildly like chickens pecking at rice.

"I've already thought of a title for the book and it's called 'The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore'!"

The only wizard he feared in the entire wizarding world was Dumbledore, and he must not let Dumbledore ascend to the position of Minister of Magic.

On this point, Voldemort and Fudge were surprisingly in agreement.

The first step was to ruin Dumbledore's reputation, at least not to let him run for Minister of Magic.

"All people are ignorant and they only believe in authority. I want you to become that 'authority'."

"This book will be a big hit, can you guarantee it?"

Regardless of whether it can be guaranteed or not, if the two of them don't want to die now, they can only nod and agree.

"Good, very good. If you can finish it, I will give you anything you want."

"Everyone knows I've always been very generous to my opponents."