Volume 8: In this Hogwarts without the Dark Lord Chapter 526 For the Supreme Pure Blood
Lucius was nervous.
But he still appeared as calm and composed as usual, with his eyes high and his head held high.
At least in the eyes of the purebloods around him, there was nothing abnormal about him.
Many wizards in black robes had gathered in this valley. Above the sparse woods, the dark green mark of the black magic was shining, guiding the way for the villains.
Soon, it was the time Wormtail had agreed upon.
The wizard, who looked like a big fat rat, was respectfully placing a golden cup on a high-backed chair, and then he knelt down in front of the chair with great obedience.
There were many Death Eaters around him who looked unhappy and had obviously suffered a lot of torture before, but their eyes were extremely fanatical when they looked at the golden cup. They also knelt on the ground.
Following closely behind were people like Malfoy.
Most of the Death Eaters who were usually pampered were still hesitating, but when the thick black mist that was so familiar to everyone surged out of the golden cup , no one stopped and they all knelt on the ground, no longer having any doubts about the fact that their master who had been missing for more than ten years had truly appeared.
In the black fog, the young Voldemort appeared in a ray of green light.
He didn't seem to be a real entity, but even if he was illusory, he still gave people a sense of intimidation, making everyone present dare not look up and meet his eyes.
“How many people didn’t come?”
That magnetic and young voice sounded, causing those kneeling on the ground to lower their bodies even more. Wormtail, who was kneeling beside the chair, answered.
"Master, Selwyn, Durang, and Seba, a total of six people, have not arrived yet."
Voldemort in the black fog nodded calmly, a sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Don't worry, it won't be long before we can see them."
Then he looked at the Death Eaters who were kneeling on the ground.
"It's been a long time, my old friends."
…
"I will deal with Voldemort. You find a chance to take the cup away. The Aurors will take care of the remaining Death Eaters."
Dumbledore assigned John a task, and the Aurors behind him, led by Moody and Kingsley, approached the valley where their target was.
Jon naturally had no objection to this, but the Aurors behind them looked at Dumbledore as if they had seen a ghost. They all knew that Dumbledore's behavior was different from that of ordinary people, but he would never go as far as to make trouble at a critical moment.
And the look Jon showed now didn't look like someone who could shoulder such a heavy responsibility.
Even Kingsley, a former member of the Order of the Phoenix, expressed his concerns about Jon's identity. He even suspected that Jon was actually some perverted wizard who liked to dress up as a boy.
"Who is this?"
Dumbledore vouched for Jon's identity.
"Someone we can trust. I am reliable in making some key decisions, right?"
After hearing what he said, Kingsley certainly had no more objections.
Jon didn't feel anything about it. He and Lily were just passers-by in this world. Neither of them had any intention of staying for long. As long as they could complete the mission, what other people thought of them was certainly not a big deal.
Soon, they reached the entrance of the canyon. Black fog could be clearly seen spreading around them, and the voice of the man who had disappeared from the magic world for a long time rang clearly in everyone's ears.
"…I know what some of you have been thinking all these years."
The cold voice made the Death Eaters who knelt down last tremble uncontrollably.
"He thought that I was doomed and that everyone was missing, so he had some tricks up his sleeve and lied that he had been under the control of the Imperius Curse and had never truly obeyed me."
Lucius included, this group of fence-sitters felt as if they were in an icy cave, thinking that the reckoning was about to begin, but Voldemort's tone suddenly changed.
"But you didn't betray your companions and friends."
As he spoke, Bella, standing beside him, pulled out a row of corpses with a hideous grin, causing every Death Eater present to hold their breath.
Of course they all knew these people. The most representative one was Karkaroff, who sold out intelligence on his companions in order to reduce his punishment. The others were also former informers.
If Malfoy and the others were just fence-sitters, then these people were the ones who switched camps without leaving any room for maneuver, and were complete betrayals of Voldemort.
Seeing those corpses, Malfoy and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief while their eyelids twitched wildly.
They are all experienced people and can see that Voldemort is killing the chicken to scare the monkey. Now that the chicken has been killed, the monkey must be safe.
"I can tolerate your selfishness, but what I cannot tolerate is complete betrayal."
Voldemort's voice became colder and colder, and the Death Eaters kneeling on the ground all obeyed in a submissive manner.
"You should all know what they did. I also hope that you understand that no matter what you do, you should leave yourself a way out, don't you think? Lucius?"
Lucius' body trembled. He lowered his head so that no one could see the expression on his face, but he seemed afraid not to answer.
"Our only escape route is our master!"
People around him couldn't help but look at him sideways, not sure whether they admired his quick response or were disgusted by what he did.
Voldemort seemed satisfied with Lucius' answer, and he spoke softly.
"I hope your answer is sincere."
He didn't stay on Lucius for too long, as if the question was just a casual one and didn't have any further meaning.
Voldemort's voice became louder.
"I gathered you here today because I want an accurate answer from you. More than ten years have passed, and some of you have gained greater power and a greater stage in the wizarding world than ever before, and now I am back."
He stared at everyone present and asked word by word.
"Have you forgotten your promise?"
Bella knelt on the ground with a fanatical look on her face. Beside her, the Lestrange family also looked excited and excited.
“We never forget!”
"For the Supreme Pure Blood!"
The Death Eaters around were also prostrating themselves on the ground. Since they had chosen to come here, there was naturally no other answer possible.
The birds in the forest were startled and the oaths of the Death Eaters echoed.
"For the Supreme Pure Blood!"
