One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 289 Mike = Peter Pettigrew

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There was a gap in the golden coffin erected on the black soil, like a vacuum cabinet that had been closed for a long time. The rich black air spurted out from the inside, and a giant python climbed out from under the golden coffin and completely opened the golden coffin.

Everyone was attracted by the moving golden coffin.
Inside the golden coffin lay a gloomy but handsome middle-aged man. He had a high nose, deep eye sockets, and fluttering blonde hair. He was a typical Europa.

It may be because he had been locked in the coffin for a long time. His skin was as pale as a corpse, but he was as delicate as a girl.

Although he closed his eyes tightly at this time, his hands were crossed on his chest, his wand was placed on his chest, and he looked like he was buried peacefully.

After seeing the contents of the golden coffin, Harry seemed to have seen some ferocious beast, and instinct made his body tremble involuntarily.

Although the man in the golden coffin was older than the one he had seen in the secret room, and the nasolabial lines on his face were even deeper, Harry still recognized the man who made a deep impression on him.
Harry seemed to be in winter, his teeth chattering, and a name that terrified and hated him came out of his mouth:
"Voldemort!"

As if hearing the call of the person he was thinking about day and night, Voldemort suddenly opened his eyes, and the dark green pupils soon flashed a cold light, not at all like someone who had just woken up.

Holding his wand, he walked out of the golden coffin barefoot, like a reborn pharaoh, patrolling his territory.

Voldemort didn't speak, but stood there recklessly, scanning the surroundings proudly.

In the presence of everyone, except Hu Xiuwu and Harry, no one dared to stand in front of Voldemort, facing familiar faces, all the men in black robes knelt beside Voldemort, as if they were humble when facing a moody master servant.

In the past, Voldemort's tyrannical, ruthless, ruthless, and murderous nature created the fierceness, and now it is still like a cold chain in the hearts of these Death Eaters, like the reins locked around their necks, no one dares to disobey. No one dared to look him in the eye.

"Ah, long time no see Harry, where was the last time we met?"

The Harry Potter he was thinking about was right in front of him, Voldemort was so happy, he even had the heart to chat with him, and nodded his forehead with his wand as a memory.

"Oh, I remembered the day I killed your parents. By the way, Harry, have you met your parents? Did you know you look a lot like them?"

"Voldemort!!"

Hearing Voldemort joking about his parents, Harry was furious, even though he knew he was not Voldemort's opponent, he still wanted to rush forward and fight him desperately.

The poisonous python at Voldemort's feet raised its upper body, roared silently at Harry, and shook its upper body. As long as Harry rushed over, it would attack.

A black-robed man kneeling beside him stepped forward to show his hospitality: "Master, please allow me to help you get rid of Harry Potter."

"Shut up, Harry Potter is mine."

Voldemort was still able to have a little hypocritical smile, but when he heard this, he suddenly became furious. He reached out and grabbed the talking black-robed man, and an invisible force captured him in front of him.

"Lucius my friend, I don't know when you were so loyal to me."

Voldemort swept his hands to destroy his mask, his eyes were fierce, and his words had deep meaning.

Several of these so-called pure-blood nobles were really loyal to him, but just cooperated with each other. They wanted to hold on to their detached status. Voldemort needed their financial resources to maintain the daily operation of the Death Eaters.

Later, the Death Eaters grew bigger and bigger, and those pure blood nobles became Voldemort's subordinates helplessly.

Voldemort knew this, and when he gave Lucius his Horcrux, he didn't tell him what it was.

Hu Xiuwu didn't know who Lucius was, but Harry had a deep impression on Lucius and said angrily: "Lucius! Malfoy's father was indeed a Death Eater, and the Ministry of Magic should not have let him go. pass him!"

Facing the murderous Voldemort, Lucius no longer had the arrogant attitude of the past, knelt at the feet of Voldemort, bowed his head and explained humbly and cowardly:

"Master, I have always been loyal to you and have never betrayed."

"Huh, loyalty? You're not even as good as Peter Pettigrew when it comes to loyalty. At least he's willing to take Behemoth's potion for me and participate in the Goblet of Fire!"

Voldemort snorted coldly, dismissing Lucius' alleged loyalty.

Harry, who was temporarily ignored by Voldemort as a turtle in a urn and a thing in his palm, heard unbelievable news.

Behemoth's warrior Mike turned out to be Peter Pettigrew who escaped. He also gave up his identity as a wizard and took Behemoth's potion?

Hu Xiuwu didn't know who Peter Pettigrew was, but he could understand from Voldemort's tone that Pettigrew was once a wizard or a Death Eater.

No wonder that Mike awakened the magic flame of enchanted transformation, which turned out to be the sublimation of the wizard's transformation spell.

This sacrifice is really not small. Not only did he take the sp potion at a great risk of death, but he also gave up the ability to release magic spells and could no longer learn spells.

At the same time, Hu Xiuwu also guessed why Pettigrew died. After Bechymos had a conflict with the Death Eaters, how could Bechymos leave a Death Eater by his side.

Because they couldn't get along in the Continent, and some of the wizards who took refuge in Bechymos were, Bechymos was open to all who came. As long as they could become a useful tool for Bechymos, they wouldn't care. Before these wizards What crime was committed and what was his character.

Finding a wizard who knew Avada's life to kill Peter Pettigrew wasn't a problem for Behemoth at all.

However, it is possible that the people of Behemoth were not used.

Hu Xiuwu had a guess in his heart.

At that time, the Malfoy family held a high position among the pure-blooded nobles, and Lucius took the lead in joining Voldemort, and he served Voldemort for a long time.

The valet beside the tyrant needs the ability to observe his words even more. Seeing that Voldemort's wand is tilted up, he knows that Voldemort has murdered him.

Voldemort never restrained his killing intent,
Anytime, anywhere, he can kill as he wants.

Lucius immediately went from one knee to two knees, kissed Voldemort's feet with his mouth, and tried to save his life in the most humble way:

"My master, I will always be your most loyal servant."

"Servant, hehe~"

After Peter Pettigrew and Barty Crouch Jr. died for him successively, Voldemort's view of loyalty has changed greatly. He wanted to kill this hypocritical Lucius directly, but after thinking about it, He thought of a new and better punishment, and at the same time he could hold Lucius in his hands.

Voldemort's eyes widened, and he stepped on Lucius' shoulders, using his clothes as a rag to wipe off the dust on the soles of his feet. Lucius didn't dare to resist, and even deliberately put his feet on the ground in order to make Voldemort's step more comfortable. Bend down, facing Voldemort in a very uncomfortable position.

Voldemort was very satisfied with Lucius' fear of himself, but the punishment was still required. He said in an intimate tone: "Lucius, I heard that your son is now studying at Hogwarts."

Lucius' face changed greatly, he could lick Voldemort's feet for his own life, but his son was more important than his life: "Master, Draco is just a child, it is useless to you, I am more to you. it works."

Lucius gritted his teeth: "Master, you just woke up and need a place to stay. I can dedicate Malfoy Castle to you."

Voldemort said coldly, "Bring him to me, or I'll find him myself."

In the face of Voldemort's threat, Lucius did not dare to resist him face to face, so he could only bow his head and temporarily accept Voldemort's order:
"Yes."

After beating his own men, Voldemort was about to start tasting today's dinner.

Voldemort stepped on elegant steps, surrounded Harry and Hu Xiuwu, and said in an aria tone:
"Harry Potter, the hero that no one knows about in England, the son of prophecy born in July, the child who survives the catastrophe, the nemesis of the Dark Lord, and the savior of the British wizarding world."

As soon as the voice changed, Voldemort looked at Harry murderously:

"It's time to give me back the honor you've stolen over the years, Harry Potter!"

"I'm afraid not, Tom!"

(End of this chapter)