The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 284 Christmas, Weasley

Bald, wet, wretched, timid.

Peter Pettigrew stood helplessly between the halls, and Voldemort showed no mercy.

In the beginning, he hung his loyal servant up in the middle of the hall.

Nagini stared at Peter Pettigrew, waiting for his master's order.

As long as its master gives the order, it will definitely open its mouth and swallow Peter Pettigrew.

Under such extreme fear, Voldemort got all the information he wanted, but he still doubted it.

He was originally a suspicious person.

Even what my servant said was logical.

He said that he was captured by Sirius Black, thrown into Sirius' ancestral house, and imprisoned.

"My master, you appeared outside Black's ancestral house and destroyed it."

Then, perhaps just a few minutes ago, Peter Pettigrew, hanging up, howled, obsequiously, begging his master's trust in his piercing voice.

At the same time, he is also telling his own experience, and he firmly believes in the experience in his mind.

"I'm guarded by Sirius' house-elf, a house-elf called Kreacher. Ms. Narcissa must know that the house-elf is old, ugly, and confused, and most importantly, he doesn't like Sirius Black at all.

After he was rescued, he took charge of guarding me.

While he was cursing Dumbledore and Sirius, I took advantage of his inattention and turned into a mouse and escaped from the sewer.

My lord, I can swear here, my lord, I really escaped by myself. "

He made Voldemort very upset, so Voldemort sealed his mouth, and the next moment he was amiable.

"What do you think, Draco?"

Voldemort turned sideways, looked at Draco who dared not look up, and asked abruptly.

Narcissa moved her lips subconsciously, as if she wanted to say something.

Fortunately, at the last moment, she thought of what her husband said to her outside, and forcibly held back.

"I, I don't know, I don't know, sir."

The child said in a panic.

Head down.

"Call master, Draco, I am your master."

Voldemort reiterated that he didn't seem angry that Draco had a problem with calling himself.

Still, Draco's heart skipped a beat.

He immediately changed his words and said, "Yes, master."

Stop stuttering.

"very good."

Voldemort asked again: "What do you think about this?"

Draco Malfoy opened his mouth wide. For some reason, he suddenly thought of what Professor Lupine taught him when he was alone with him when he was in school.

"If you don't know, just say you don't know, it's not ashamed."

Subconsciously, he thought of the teachings of Lupine, who was also his spiritual pillar when he was in school.

So he subconsciously opened his mouth and said, "I don't know, master."

"Don't know? Well, honesty, a quality that's as good as it gets.

Remember, boy, I like qualities like yours very much.

In the future, no matter when, you must be honest with me, you know? "

Voldemort laughed hehehe. Just now, he used "Legiliency" to carefully investigate the memory of Peter Pettigrew.

no problems found.

He seemed to be talking to Draco, but in fact, he was thinking, he was also hesitating.

To be on the safe side, he thought it would be better for him to kill Peter Pettigrew.

However, he has no one on hand now.

He doesn't like Peter Pettigrew, though - who likes a guy who betrays his friends and is following others?
Even Voldemort, he doesn't like such characters.

Today such a person betrays his friends, tomorrow he betrays himself.

But if you kill him.

Voldemort played with his wand, weighed the pros and cons, and finally made up his mind.

He really has no one to use.

His loyal men, the people he needs most, are in Azkaban.

The remaining people, who did not enter Azkaban, Voldemort no longer believed them.

These people are just scumbags.

Even Snape, the spy he planted beside Dumbledore, he dared not recall.

He also has flaws.

He knew Dumbledore couldn't kill him, but he was weaker than ever.

Someone had destroyed most of his Horcruxes, and during that time, Voldemort was so frightened that he kept Nagini by his side, never leaving, and would even wake up whenever there was a sign of trouble.

He needs someone to help him get Harry Potter's blood.

After careful consideration.

Voldemort still did not sentence Peter Pettigrew to death.

He stood up, pushed away the chair, strode up to Pettigrew Peter's side, and bent down.

"Stay here, Peter, my servant, but you must take an oath for me.

Will you still serve me loyally? "

he asked abruptly.

"Yes, yes, my master, I will always be your loyal servant."

Pettigrew Peter knelt on the ground, his whole body was drenched in sweat, and he was so nervous that he almost fainted.

But after hearing the Dark Lord's last words, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that he survived.

The Dark Lord would not kill him.

"Very well, Peter, glad to hear you say that."

After Voldemort made up his mind, he helped Peter Pettigrew up with both hands, and led him to sit down at the end of the long wooden table. Then he said: "Then swear to me, Peter, under my watch."

He picked up his wand, and a little light came out of the tip of the wand.

Pettigrew Peter knew that it was definitely a curse, and what he said would form a contract.

But there was nothing he could do about it.

If he wanted to survive, he could only follow the rules of the Dark Lord.

Opening his mouth, Peter Pettigrew spoke his oath.

……

Five p.m.

When Voldemort held his few Death Eaters dinner.

The Burrow.

Duvi Jones and Mr. Arthur Weasley, at the Burrow.

Passing unauthorized door keys.

"fine."

When Arthur Weasley made the Portkey, Du Wei said solemnly: "I am the minister, and I allow it."

Arthur said nothing.

Obviously, this matter should be managed by the Department of Magical Transportation.

A burst of dizziness.

They came to the Burrow.

This is Duvi Jones, who came to Arthur Weasley's house for the first time. Like the stereotype of ordinary people, the Burrow is not to mention compared with the big manor of the Malfoy family and the mansion of the Crouch family.

Even compared with some ordinary houses, the Burrow of the Weasley family is a bit too simple.

Some strange translations have described the Burrow as a "caveman's dwelling", which shows just how run-down the Weasleys are.

Fortunately, Du Wei didn't care about these.

Never observe a family at face value.

Especially a family like the Weasleys.

The channels it has are unimaginable.

"I have nothing to bring."

Du Wei said in Scrimgeour's tone that the things he sent were also very suitable.

"This is a hat that can protect against the Confusion Curse, Mr. Arthur, this hat is for you."

He handed a tan hat to Arthur Weasley, looked at the welcoming Ms. Molly Weasley, and took out a bag from himself.

"A complete set of household pest control tools, which can deal with vampires, mites, and many other strange pests."

Dewey said.

"Hello," he greeted finally, "Merry Christmas!"

(End of this chapter)