Popular Web NovelsChapter 501 ConfrontationChapter 501 Confrontation
The nearby Death Eaters unconsciously slowed down and followed the two men, hiding behind their bone masks and looking at them cautiously, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.
Voldemort waited there silently, looking at Snape who stopped a few steps away with interest.
Barty Crouch Jr. could not hide his excitement, and almost shed tears when he knelt on the ground. He kissed the hem of Voldemort's black robe and murmured in a low voice:
"Master...Master..."
He stood up, retreated behind Voldemort, and stood next to Bellatrix, looking enviously when he saw her new arms that were made of silver.
Snape glanced at Harry, who was imprisoned by the angel stone sculpture with a long-handled scythe. He did not move and stood there numbly. He seemed to be out of tune with the Death Eaters around him. Those people crawled to the ground one by one on their knees. Next to Voldemort, kissed his robes, then stood up and stepped aside, silently forming a circle around Tom Riddle's grave, Harry, Voldemort and Snape.
There are still a few empty seats in the circle, seemingly waiting for others to join.
Voldemort's eyes fell on Snape, and he could see that those scarlet snake eyes were very interested in him, but he did not ask questions immediately, but turned his head and looked around at the hooded people. face.
To be fair, Snape and Barty Crouch Jr. appeared together, and the headmaster's arrangement was already clear.
But whether the moody Voldemort would believe it, Loren didn't think so. Looking at the stiff situation in front of him, he felt nervous for his professor. He was not sure that he could rescue Cedric from Bellatrix. Saved Snape from Voldemort.
There was no wind in the quiet hilly wilderness cemetery, but there was a subtle rustling sound among the crowd, as if everyone who was glanced at it shuddered.
"Welcome, Death Eaters."
Voldemort was as calm as a frozen lake in late winter, but everyone knew that beneath the ice were turbulent waves that had been suppressed for more than ten years. : "Thirteen years, it has been thirteen years since our last gathering. The scene at that time seems like just yesterday. You responded to my call just like before... That is to say, we are still united under the Dark Mark! Really?"
He raised his ferocious face, opened his slit-like nostrils and sniffed: "I smell guilt, the air here is filled with the stench of guilt..."
Loren shivered when he saw the circle of Death Eaters. It seemed that everyone wanted to retreat, but did not dare to move.
Whether there was a smell of guilt or not, he couldn't tell clearly from a distance, but fear was clearly visible to the naked eye.
"Thirteen years have passed, and now I see you standing in front of me again, healthy and sound, with the same magic power as before... I have to admit that I am disappointed that none of you have ever tried to find it. Me!"
He walked past Snape and came to a member of the circle, using his right hand to crush his mask: "Avery!"
The chosen Death Eater collapsed instantly and collapsed to the ground. He lay at Voldemort's feet, his whole body trembling from head to toe. He screamed: "Master! Master, forgive me! Forgive us. ! "
What responded to him was a cold spell: "[Crushing Bones]"
"Ah! Ah..."
The Death Eater who fell on the ground was twisting in pain, and Voldemort ignored him Wailing and screaming, he continued walking to the right as if he heard nothing. His footsteps stopped in front of a slightly trembling figure and said softly: "Not even you...Lucius!"
The mask responded. Shattered, Lucius Malfoy immediately knelt down: "My master, as long as I find your signal or news about you, I will immediately——"
" There were signals, my cunning friend, and they were not rumors, but you never acted." Voldemort interrupted coldly, "I heard that you have not given up your past actions, even though you put on a sanctimonious face in front of the world. , I believe you are still willing to take the lead in torturing Muggles..."
"I am willing to serve you forever..." Lucius lowered his head and said piously.
"But you never looked for me, I know, you thought I was finished, you thought I wouldn't make a comeback, you thought I couldn't defeat that despicable and vulgar leader, that Mudblood and Muggle "My protector, Albus Dumbledore." Voldemort said in a calm tone, but his words made people feel chilled in their hearts, "Some people have even sneaked back into my enemies and pledged their allegiance to him."
Hearing these words, the surrounding Death Eaters subconsciously looked at Snape, who was standing alone in the middle. Some were gloating, while others showed pity.
Lucius's head hung lower, almost touching the upper part of Voldemort's shoes.
Voldemort said lazily: "Lucius, you disappoint me... I hope you will serve me more loyally in the future."
"Of course, Master, of course...you are so generous, thank you..."
"Crabbe!"
The tall Death Eater named Crabbe held up his cloak and hood. He knelt down awkwardly, and kissed Voldemort's robe softly: "Master, forgive me, Crabbe has always been loyal, you know, you know..."
"That's true. , you once provided me with some useful assistance, but not out of loyalty..." Voldemort looked down at the fat and trembling man, "Your son is better than you and will be more loyal."
"My pleasure, Master..."
Crabbe muttered stupidly, his plump cheeks brushed across the weeds on the ground, and the leaves were covered with glistening water. It was unclear whether it was summer night dew, cold sweat, or some other liquid.
Moving aside, he crushed the masks of one Death Eater after another.
"Nott!"
"Master, I kneel before you, I am your most loyal servant..."
"Ah, and you, Gao Well...you'll behave better this time, won't you?"
"Yes, Master."
"McNeil, I heard that you are destroying dangerous beasts for the Ministry of Magic? There will be something better for you to destroy soon, MacNeil, Voldemort will provide ..."
"Thank you, Master...Thank you."
"Get up, all stand up..." Voldemort walked past the Death Eaters, looking at him. No longer staying.
"Although you have let me down, there are still people who have never wavered! Bellatrix, little Barty..." He came to the two of them with a smile of approval: "You would rather be sent away You are not willing to abandon me even if you enter Azkaban, and you are willing to help me obtain a physical body even if you risk your life...I promise that when we grow stronger again, you will receive rewards that you have never dreamed of."
"I am willing to sacrifice everything for my master..." Bellatrix lowered her head and said, looking like a novice wearing silver-white gloves.
Voldemort stretched out his pale palm and stroked Barty Crouch Jr.'s hair. Diamond-like brilliance emerged from his palm, speaking in a voice that only Harry and Bellatrix could hear. Said:
"I know, I know, we are very similar, we both had extremely disappointing fathers, we both inherited our father's names in disgrace, we both killed our fathers happily…"< br>
Barty Crouch Jr.'s wounds healed quickly, and in just a few seconds, only dried blood remained. Unknowingly, he knelt down and looked up at Voldemort, his eyes flashing with madness. And strange light. "And you, Severus?"
Voldemort turned around and looked at him with his hollow, scarlet eyes, his cold eyes seeming to pierce into Snape's mind.
Snape's eyelids were half drooped, and he knelt down with his right leg bent. His tone was still calm: "I will serve you."
Voldemort looked down at him and didn't speak for a long time. He turned around and looked at the two people with a smile: "Do you think he is still trustworthy?"
Loren's heart was hanging, and the crucial confrontation was coming.
Barty Crouch Jr. licked his lips and slowly talked about what happened not long ago.
...
My limbs were stiff and sore due to the petrification of the binding spell, and my eyes were covered with cloth and it was pitch black. After the sound of opening the door, it was quiet for a while, and only the rustling sound of rummaging was left...
< br>The lock cylinder of the secret box in the space clicked seven times, and then the two old men pretended to be relaxed and chatting...
Moody really has a way of torturing people, but how can the pain in the flesh compare to Aziz? The torture of the Dementors in Kaban... Probably because he had no other means, he actually used that old guy to deceive himself.
Even in the end, there was no Veritaserum, Dumbledore was confused, and the other professors at Hogwarts were pedantic and extremely stupid. Could it be that Snape was also infected and forgot how to make Veritaserum?
"..."
The sound of closing the door sounded, and the dark space in my perception fell into complete silence.
The binding spell was placed on his body again, and there were some insignificant wounds on his body. His wrists and ankles were fastened with Moody's special chains. Barty Crouch Jr. sat on a familiar chair. I feel quite at peace in my heart.
Familiar spaces always make people feel more relaxed. After all, he has been using this office for a year.
I don't know how his identity was exposed. Maybe it was detected by the castle's defensive magic. After all, he was noticed by the magic dome when he entered the auditorium on the first day.
What a bunch of idiots. He destroyed the dome in front of everyone, but no one noticed anything was wrong. They thought the dome was simulating bad weather.
What if we catch him now and continue the game?
Witness the great Dark Lord winning the championship...
"Hi!"
It's a pity that I probably won't be able to witness the return of Voldemort...
Barty Crouch Jr. sat quietly in his chair, his mind tangled with random thoughts, when he suddenly heard the door opening again.
"Squeak..."
...
"...Severus took me to escape. Feeling the call of the Dark Mark, we Came here together."
Barty Crouch Jr. finished speaking impartially without expressing any opinions, as if he wanted to leave it to Voldemort to judge.
"Can't trust him!" Bellatrix yelled.
"Oh." Voldemort seemed very interested, "Why?"
"There are a hundred reasons!" Bellatrix's silver prosthetic hand clenched tightly into a fist, " Starting from the beginning, where were you when the Dark Lord lost power? Why didn't you make any effort to find him after he disappeared?"
Snape smiled: "Of course I can answer that, Bella? Trix, I can answer all your questions! But before I answer you, I must explain! In the past ten years, many people here have talked about me behind my back, thinking that I betrayed the Dark Lord. , took refuge in that old fool Dumbledore!"
Snape took a breath and said calmly and calmly: "But I must ask you, have I ever betrayed anyone? , will your actions be rewarded by the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore?"
Bellatrix hesitated for a moment, and the Death Eaters started to commotion. Some were still shaking uneasily, and some were muttering something under their breath.
Snape did not hold on, but seriously answered Bellatrix's question: "That heavy night, I was at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and I pretended to be trying to get something. A teaching position in order to better monitor Albus Dumbledore."
Voldemort nodded slightly and motioned for him to continue.
"You also ask, when the great Dark Lord disappeared, why didn't I try hard to find it..." Snape lowered his head guiltily, "I must apologize to you, Master... I didn't try to find it..." The reason is the same as Avery, Yaxley, the Carlo brothers, Greyback, and Lucius. I thought you failed."
The only breaths present were Lucius and Avery. Sluggish, their hearts that had just calmed down were hanging again. They stared at the man who dragged them into the water again. If their gaze could release magic, they would like to use a crushing spell to blow him into hundreds of pieces!
The relaxed atmosphere became stiff again, and Loren immediately became on guard.
"Please forgive me..."
Voldemort only raised his eyebrows and said softly: "Get up, Severus, stand up... You beg me for forgiveness? I can't Forgive, I will not forget the long thirteen years. I want you and you to pay off the debt for thirteen years before I will forgive you."
"Be loyal to you." Snape said again. said.
"This is your loyalty?" Bellatrix screamed, looking a little crazy in her rage. "When I was tortured by the dementors in Azkaban, you But hiding in Hogwarts, playing the role of Dumbledore's favorite!"
She stopped, her chest heaved violently, and her cheeks turned red: "What have you done to survive under Dumbledore all these years? Why have you stayed there? Could it be said that you were secretly spying on Dumbledore?" Bledo? Why did you prevent the Dark Lord from getting the Philosopher's Stone three years ago?"
"There are many reasons to stay there..." Snape paused, "A comfortable teaching job, By the way, I observed what Dumbledore did and investigated what happened that night. Master understands my thoughts..."
Voldemort narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of the woman he once begged to save his life. Interrupt him.
"Three years ago, all I saw was the greedy and incompetent Quirrell who wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone. I admit that I did my best to stop him, but I must say, if I know your plan, you will only come back three years earlier..."
(End of Chapter)