Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin - Chapter 480

c477 472 My favorite servant, you must die

Chapter 477 472. My favorite servant, you must die

While Hogwarts was dealing with the remaining Death Eaters, Voldemort had returned to their current base camp.

Although almost all of the most loyal Death Eaters (Azkaban Legion) were destroyed at Hogwarts, Voldemort was in an exceptionally good mood at the moment.

Because he got the Elder Wand he dreamed of.

After returning to the base camp, he gathered all the troops and began to assign tasks.

Yes, with the death of Dumbledore, Voldemort no longer has any scruples. He is now finally going to pursue his small goal of unifying the European wizarding world.

“Fenrir, your mission is to lead your werewolf army and humanoid witches. The dementors and banshees will cooperate with you. I want them to spread fear as much as possible.”

The more people fear the name Voldemort, the stronger his power will be. He has placed a curse on this name. Fear is not only the favorite food of the banshees, but also one of the sources of Voldemort’s power.

That’s why those banshees hit it off with him.

The werewolf Fenrir naturally accepted this order readily, as this was also his favorite thing to do.

“Snape, you can make as much of the potion as I gave you last time.”

“There is no need to hide anymore”

No more pretending.

It can already be played openly and face-to-face.

“Yes Master.”

“Finally, Lucius, your mission is the most important. I want you to take your people to Germany and capture the Ministry of Magic there. I want to master all the information there.”

“There’s something I need in the Ministry of Magic over there.”

Almost everyone on the Death Eaters side accepted Voldemort’s orders.

It’s just that his first goal was not England as expected, but Germany.

Yes, Germany.

Germany’s Ministry of Magic has what he needs most

Important information about the Elder Wand.

The main reason why Voldemort retreated was not the mysterious deaths of those Death Eaters. No matter how loyal his servants were, they were just tools to him. The main reason why he left was that he was worried that Dumbledore would die again. What tricks were he playing? The most important thing was that when he was fighting Dudley and the others, he suddenly felt that the Elder Wand he was holding in his hand was out of control for a moment.

Although it was only an extremely short time, Voldemort was certain that this was definitely not his illusion, which was why he chose to retreat at this critical time. Compared to killing everyone present, the problem with the Elder Wand was The most important thing is that he must completely control the Elder Wand.

Another point is that although the Elder Wand has given him extremely strong power, he still feels that it can be stronger.

So he was going to find the secret of the Elder Wand, the last secret.

Under the leadership of Fenrir, the evil dark creatures have caused countless terrible incidents, turning the already uneven situation into even more panic. Voldemort’s condition is getting better and better, and all Death Eaters feel that he is The power is still growing.

Wizards of all abilities began to flee, perhaps to South America or Africa. In short, they no longer wanted to stay in this land that was gradually becoming chaotic.

Not long after, Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry also announced the closure of the school. Many students and their parents were attacked by those evil creatures, and the French Ministry of Magic was already considering surrendering.

German Ministry of Magic.

There is no wizard guarding Grindelwald’s level here, and the Minister of Magic there is no different from Fudge before, maybe even more arrogant.

With Lucius’s methods, it was very easy to arrange for a ‘ghost’ to take the position of Minister of Magic.

Voldemort soon obtained the information he wanted.

The last little secret about the Elder Wand.

Voldemort came out of the Department of Mysteries of the German Ministry of Magic with an expressionless face, his face as cold as ice condensed for thousands of years.

This is something that has definitely not happened in recent times.

His expression made the Death Eaters panic, for fear of provoking him.

“Someone, go get Bellatrix.”

Voldemort locked himself in the room for a long, long time, and in a hoarse voice he ordered the Death Eaters standing guard outside the door.

The whole room was very dark, and it was impossible to see the situation inside with human eyesight. There were no lights, let alone electric lights. Bella, who heard Voldemort calling her, thought there was something important and rushed here as soon as possible.

“Master. Are you looking for me?”

Bella struggled to identify Voldemort’s location in the darkness.

“I need your help.”

When Voldemort’s hoarse voice sounded, Bella found Voldemort.

“Whatever you need I’m here to help, no matter what it is.”

Bella placed her hand gently on Voldemort’s chest and repeated the words she just said meaningfully.

“You should know that I got the most powerful wand from Dumbledore – the Elder Wand.”

“Yes, Master. You were so tall and powerful when you had it.”

“You are the symbol of invincibility.”

Bella looked at Voldemort’s position affectionately. Although she could not see the other person’s appearance clearly now, it did not prevent her from showing such a look.

“No, I am not yet.” Voldemort said, his voice was very ethereal, without any emotion, as if he was a cold machine: “Because I am not the true master of the Elder Wand yet.”

“This wand is rejecting me. Although it is still very powerful, it is not perfect. I don’t like imperfect things.”

“I have investigated all the news about the Elder Wand. I have ‘visited’ Ollivander and Grigovitch one by one.”

The visit he mentioned was not a good word. Grigovitch was brutally killed by him, and Ollivander still does not know where he was imprisoned.

“Finally. Finally I found the answer I wanted at the German Ministry of Magic. There is only one way to fully master the Elder Wand.”

Bella listened quietly without taking the initiative to say a word, but looked at Voldemort with obsessed eyes, whom she could not see clearly.

Voldemort also paused when he said this, staring at Bella, the wife of his servant, the earliest Death Eater, and his most trusted subordinate with eyes that no one could see clearly.

I don’t know how long has passed. How many minutes? How many hours?

When Voldemort spoke again, his tone was decisive and firm.

“Kill the previous holder.”

“Bella, you killed Dumbledore, so you are its master, and I want to be its master.”

At this point, a pair of strong hands strangled Bellatrix’s neck like iron pliers, tightening it little by little, making it impossible for her to breathe.

Voldemort’s voice rang in Bella’s ears.

“I’m sorry, my favorite servant but you must die.”