Voldemort seemed a bit sentimental, talking about his own family history from Harry’s parents.During the whole process, Christo buried her head and fiddled with her fingers. She was absent-minded, and only blinked slightly when Voldemort mentioned that she had killed his father with her own hands.

Sure enough, a demon, she thought to herself.But what should I do next to get revenge?Her eyes fell not far away, the weeds were sunken, and she knew that Cedric was lying there quietly, and she almost couldn’t help taking a step.

But she can’t.Ever since she brewed the resurrection potion for Voldemort, few wizards are likely to believe her innocence.It might be better to stay than to leave, and she always had a chance to figure out what Voldemort’s cards were.And now, looking at Harry, she couldn’t help feeling deeply worried.Soon, Voldemort’s servants will arrive, maybe Harry… She lowered her eyelids, unable to bear to look at her former friend.

Suddenly there was the rustling of the cloak in the air.Wizards Apparated after graves, after cedar trees, in every dark place.They approached cautiously, prostrated themselves on the ground, and kissed the hem of Voldemort’s black robe.

“Master…Master…” they whispered in fear.

Christo secretly glanced over. There was no Professor Snape among the Death Eaters. She had mixed feelings. Fortunately, the professor was safe now, but she was worried about Voldemort’s crazy revenge after Voldemort. What was lost was in this deserted cemetery. , I am afraid that no one can help Harry.She secretly looked at Harry, he was pale, struggling desperately, looking so powerless.

Voldemort seemed to forget his existence for a moment, and calmly reprimanded his “family” as if he were a benevolent monarch.This appearance only makes people more frightened.

For 13 long years, the mighty Voldemort fell into the dust. He was weak and humbled than a reptile. However, those who had sworn to be loyal to him forever were in good health, abandoned their status as Death Eaters, and indulged in a comfortable life middle……

“Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!”

The first beggar writhed and screamed in pain.Christo wanted to cover her ears. Is this the suppression of power, the end of betrayal?She couldn’t restrain a trace of timidity and despair.

Voldemort is on trial, forgive?He won’t, he wants them to repay the debt, pay off the 13-year debt!

“Wormtail has paid some debts—” He looked down at Wormtail, and the Death Eaters who were kneeling on the ground were able to breathe. They raised their eyes cautiously, and only then did they notice that there were three people standing beside Voldemort.Wormtail was hunched over, submissive, not a word at all.Next to him – the Death Eaters couldn’t help but gasp, wishing they could stick themselves to the ground to show their respect.

Not only did their master come back, but he also made the patriarch of the White Wizard family that had been passed down for several generations become his servant, Chloe McMillan. It was unimaginable that such a person stood by the master’s side.How terrifying is their master…

Voldemort didn’t care about the trembling Death Eaters at all, he said coldly to Pettigrew, who had begun to cry, “You came back to me not out of loyalty, but out of fear of your old friends .You should have ended up with them, but you helped me obtain a physical body, let me let it go for now…”

He looked at Mr. McMillan again, with more haughtiness in his eyes.How wonderful it feels to be full of power, except for that old guy Dumbledore, who else can threaten him.Even if this young patriarch has the protection of Xiao Keli’s unbreakable spell, it is impossible to find a wave in his hands.

“Chloe, my wise friend, although you came here for your daughter, Voldemort will not treat those who help him badly.”

Mr. McMillan leaned on his chest and bowed slightly, “Thank you for the gift of the master, my daughter and I will always surrender to you.”

Voldemort smiled with satisfaction, and his palms fell on Christophe’s shoulders, “Come here, my little Kristall.” All the Death Eaters stared wide-eyed, looking at the little Kristall in disbelief. figure.Voldemort’s voice was too gentle, leaving them with too many guesses.

“Chloe, you have a good daughter.” Voldemort’s first words hit the Death Eater’s heart like a bolt from the blue. What, the biggest hero is not the White Wizard, but his daughter?

Everyone began to secretly look at the girl thoughtfully.Christo McMillan inherited the beauty of her parents, but this beauty cannot be fully reflected on her immature face. She looks not much different from an ordinary underage witch.Those of you who have children who study at Hogwarts may have heard a little about Christophe’s deeds, oh, Severus Snape’s beloved student, what the master means means that the old Do slugs matter?

“My Kerry,” said Voldemort, he said, his…

There was a huge wave in the hearts of the Death Eaters.

“My youngest and most loyal Death Eater, I will personally teach you profound magic, teach you potions and ancient runes, and I will make you the second king in this world.”

With a bang, the minds of the Death Eaters went blank. McMillan’s daughter turned out to be a Death Eater!You must know that Christo was not born until the master’s decline!I have to personally teach this girl to study and become the second king. Could it be, could it be that… everyone looked at Mr. McMillan full of sympathy.

Christo was also taken aback by Voldemort’s sudden “convulsion”, and she no longer cared about the difficult proposition of how to kill Voldemort.The legendary villain who did all kinds of evil seems to appreciate her a little too much. Could it be that he thinks he is a good sign? This is not normal.Voldemort’s pale face was facing her, and his deep eyes were looking directly at her. It was impossible to see what he was thinking at all?She really wanted to take a look at her dad. Before she was tricked over, what did dad say to Voldemort?

Christo, who racked her brains and couldn’t make up for the previous situation, had no choice but to put on a look of joy, and thanked Voldemort excitedly.

Then, she found that the air around her was not right.All the Death Eaters kneeling on the ground looked at her with fiery eyes, as if she was a key to a huge treasure that had been thrown away carelessly.Fortunately, this frenzy was quickly replaced by an atmosphere of fear, and Voldemort’s reward was over, and his punishment began.

While Christo was guessing Voldemort’s intentions, while listening to the lecture with her left ear in and out of her right ear, she always felt a resentful gaze locked on her.She suddenly remembered that apart from these evil wizards, there was Harry on this barren plain.For a moment, she felt that something seemed to be solved.

Anything that Voldemort said to her just now can make her notorious if thrown into the wizarding world, even if she jumps into the Atlantic Ocean to wash it off, what happened today is enough to make her walk on the street, everyone must be eager Get it and kill it.Where else could she go but by clinging to Voldemort, a powerful master?

Just kill her?How about that?The group of trembling Death Eaters kneeling below were not as easy to control as she was, and as long as she was controlled, her dear father would become a loyal thug who would never have to worry about betrayal.Much more reliable than these wizards.At least, in the early days of Voldemort’s resurgence, her father was quite valuable.

Seeing that Harry was still staring at her, Christo couldn’t be more anxious.Come on, Merlin, she can’t answer Harry’s call at all right now, will you betray me on the spot?She has already made a small move, and now she hopes that Harry can only “survive” now, instead of waiting to die where he is, and whether Cedric can go back depends on him!

However, Harry was completely immersed in anger at the moment, and Kristall really wanted to summon a stone to hit him hard on the forehead.Just as how did Christo inform Harry to escape without anyone checking, her train of thought was interrupted.

“Lucius, my cunning friend…”

Is this Draco’s father?Christo’s eyes swept over at once.The man with platinum hair looked much younger than wizards of the same age because of his pampering. His long platinum hair, which was always combed exceptionally neatly, looked a little embarrassed at this moment.

Voldemort started his accusation, and Christophe couldn’t help pricking up his ears, “I heard that you have not given up on your past behavior, although you put on a sanctimonious face in front of the world. I believe you are still willing to take the lead Tormenting Muggles, huh? But you never went looking for me, Lucius… Your actions at the Quidditch World Cup were interesting… but wouldn’t it be better if you spent your energy on finding and helping your master ?”

“Master, I have been very careful.” Lucius was almost stuck to the ground, “As long as there is any news from you, I will rush to you as soon as possible, and nothing can stop me—”

“But you ran away last summer when a loyal Death Eater fired my mark into the air,” said Voldemort lazily—Mr. Malfoy suddenly shut up, “Yeah, I know, Lucius…you have disappointed me…I hope you will serve me more faithfully in the future.”

Cold sweat dripped down Lucius’ forehead, “Of course, master…” The Malfoy family no longer seemed to enjoy the trust they had in the past.Compared with the McMillan father and daughter who are about to rise, Malfoy may be stepped into the dust if he is not careful.Voldemort had already passed in front of him, and the pressure on his shoulders seemed to disappear all of a sudden. He took a breath and began to plan the way ahead.He set his eyes on Christo, and found that the girl was looking at him with eyes he couldn’t understand, and seemed a little worried.But it was enough to make him happy.

Of course he remembered that this girl who had been mentioned by his son countless times, the thing he thought he would never agree to, seemed to be the best turning point right now.He doesn’t need to understand what Christo is thinking, he just needs to know that Christo cares about his son!

Christo was indeed worried, and she tried hard to find reasons for herself.She felt that she did like it a little bit, but not that much.But she was so worried at the moment that she quickly abandoned this useless excuse.When she was in Gryffindor, Ron had made fun of the Malfoys a lot.She even vaguely knew the truth about Lucius’ “cleaning” after Voldemort’s downfall.Voldemort is probably really about to give up on Malfoy.

This is not scary enough, what is even more terrifying is that in the second grade, Lucius brought Voldemort’s precious diary to Hogwarts. A fragment of the soul of the year was burned clean by her with fierce fire.She told Professor Snape all about this matter. Professor Snape had such a good relationship with Lucius, so he must have known about it.If Voldemort asked about the diary, Malfoy would be in for some bad luck, and she, depending on what Lucius had to say…

Wait, Christo felt something flash in her mind—soul fragments?soul!