The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

"What's going on?" Bellatrix growled disheartened, "This is the news you got from an undercover agent? I think your lord will be very satisfied..."

Facing her questioning, Snape just showed two rows of yellow teeth with a smirk.

"The timing is wrong? It's obvious...it's just that you're so useless," he said aggressively. "The Dark Lord's most--trusted--mind, when he saw a little girl, turned and fled? !"

While being pursued by Smaug, the Death Eaters frantically destroyed the houses that were equipped with defensive magic.

But without exception, they are all empty, and they want to kill the fire dragon that has been chasing after him, but there is no way... Cyrus almost used more than half of his magic power to protect Smaug's iron armor Curse on.

Visandi Iron Armor Curse wrapped the Norse Ridgeback, making her look like she was wearing a thick layer of golden armor.

"You know what she's capable of!!" Bellatrix yelled frantically and exasperatedly, "A Mudblood...Severus...you must have taught her a lot before?"

"Looks like Granger burned your brains out..."

"You said it yourself, Dumbledore is cursed!"

She clutched her left arm, and waited until the broomstick had just reached a height of half a meter above the ground before she fell, and the rest of the Malfoy Manor were frightened, it was the first time they saw Bella in such a mess .

Never, even in Azkaban, had she looked so weak as if she was dying.

"What's the matter?" Narcissa was the first to help her up, and Draco Malfoy looked palely at the Death Eaters who fell to the ground one after another, and then immediately lowered his head.

"We found Dumbledore... but Potter has apparently been sent away," Snape said, looking at Draco indifferently.

"Damn it, that damned Mudblood... dare to insult me... insult the noble Lord Dark Lord..." Bella kept insulting Hermione and Grindelwald.

After Narcissa supported her, she felt a sense of emptiness in her hand: it turned out that Bellatrix's left arm was gone.

Snape glanced at it, sneered and walked in, it seemed that even if Bella died on the battlefield, it had nothing to do with him, but he knew in his heart that Grindelwald did it on purpose.

"Master, Dumbledore is waiting at 12 Grimmauld Place..." After seeing Voldemort, he immediately bowed his head and said guiltily what had happened.

When they found the address of the Order of the Phoenix, they found a group of people there, including Hermione Granger, but the Death Eaters had been fought by a group of Muggles and wizards led by Cyrus .

Voldemort ignored him, and there was a chill in the hall.

It walked right up to Bellatrix, who was trembling with excitement, and held her up, as if it were a great honor.

"My most trusted servant, your hand...?"

"Don't worry, Master, Dumbledore is also missing a hand... If it wasn't for that nasty Mudblood, I would have killed Dumbledore for you a long time ago." Bella's eyes were full of hatred.

After Voldemort heard this, he turned around and stared at Snape's back with scarlet eyes.

After a while, he slowly opened his mouth: "It's expected...I know him too well, for Harry Potter, I personally cut off the queen...Even if he is dying, tsk tsk, how great~"

After Bellatrix's affirmation, Voldemort believed Snape's statement:

Dumbledore was indeed cursed by a Horcrux.

Thinking that the other party lost a hand and would not live long, it couldn't help laughing. It suddenly walked up to an old man kneeling on the ground, grabbed his pale hair and lifted it up.

"Answer me! Ollivander..."

"Don't torture me anymore, please...I say!" The famous British wand maker, now disheveled like a lunatic, with bloodshot eyes, hugged Voldemort's thigh and howled.

"I swear, your wand is made of the exact same material as Harry's...that's why you couldn't kill Harry when you came back to life..."

"so?"

"So as long as..." Ollivander struggled, but finally lost to the desire to survive, but his voice became lower and lower because of guilt, "Just change to another wand..."

Voldemort raised his head and glanced around, all the Death Eaters lowered their heads.

The boa constrictor hovering at its feet opened its eyes, and Ollivander scrambled back in fright.

At this time Bellatrix ran out from Narcissa's arms, fell to her knees, and shouted frantically: "Use mine, the thought that my wand can kill Harry Potter is the greatest!" glory!"

But Voldemort didn't do that. He used his wand to pick up her broken sleeve, and the broken sleeve was full of cracks like porcelain.

"Despite her bloodline, she has surpassed many people." Voldemort felt the lifeless fracture, and couldn't help praising, "The magic that strips life force... Bella, this almost hurt your soul."

Following Bellatrix's broken left arm, a hand "grows" from under the empty sleeve.

A brand new one, different from Peter Pettigrew's, because the new skin is as new as a newborn's, white and soft, Bella curiously tried to grasp it, and it was so flexible that there was no discomfort.

"You've done enough... Bella, you've done a great job"

"This...how is this possible, I didn't even kill Dumbledore for you..." Bella said in panic, "Even the people I brought were only a few people left"

"It's just a bunch of trash. If you die, you die...Are you right? Lucius~"

The real owner of the manor, like those purebloods, was kneeling on the ground, and he didn't dare to make a sound until Naxisha pulled his hand.

"My lord's opinion..." Lucius said tremblingly.

"Bring your wand~" Voldemort walked in front of him, looking down at him, "Lucius... Tell me, who is the weapon now, huh?"

"Until the great age comes, we will always be your...weapons..." Lucius looked at his wife and son with a disastrous face, and finally handed the wand to Voldemort.

"Very well, in recognition of your determination, your son Draco will accept the glory: Follow me, kill Dumbledore together, and continue to complete the tasks he has not completed!!"

Voldemort smiled darkly.

Its revenge is not only aimed at Dumbledore and the wizarding world, but also the group of pure blood who used it as a weapon and a means to plan interests for the family.

"This is the glory of the little dragon, Sasha! What a pity... I should really have a son" Bella said wildly from the side.