Homecoming from Hogwarts

".After Brian pushed for the establishment of the joint force, the plan we discussed, Adam, go do it--"

Voldemort said softly,

"The prisoners in Exta are under your control. I hope you can teach Brian a lesson."

"I will do my best and try not to disappoint you, dear Dark Lord!"

Adam trembled slightly, his eyes flushed with excitement.

That plan—
Many Death Eaters on both sides of the long table showed interest.

Severus and Lucius both felt alert.

It seems that the Dark Lord intends to do something to deal with Amosta's aggression, but he does not intend to let the Death Eaters participate in the plan, and instead plans to use the prisoners of Ekstad.

Why is that?
Did Voldemort think there were traitors among the Death Eaters, or did he think that most of these wizards came from pure-blood families in Britain and would not dare to offend Brian too much?
Or, was the mission so dangerous that Voldemort didn't want to sacrifice his more loyal Death Eaters?
Lucius and Severus were both thinking about these questions, but they could not show anything unusual.

The tasks that Voldemort assigned to the Death Eaters were all independent of each other, and it was an iron rule that they could not inquire about them.

Otherwise, it would immediately arouse Voldemort's suspicion.

"Master, I am willing to deal with Brian for you too!"

Bellatrix raised a hand and looked fanatically at Voldemort above her.

"You're also willing to help me deal with Brian."

Voldemort imitated Bellatrix's words, tilted his head slightly to one side, and looked at Bellatrix.

"That's very meaningful coming from you, Bellatrix."

Bellatrix, with her black hair and puffy eyes, suddenly had a red face and her eyes were filled with tears of joy.

"But I'm afraid you don't have the time, Bellatrix. I've heard about your family, and there may be some happy events that will trip you up."

There was sarcasm in Voldemort's voice.

Bellatrix stared at him blankly, her lips slightly parted, as if bewildered.

"I do not understand what you mean, Master."

"I'm talking about your niece, Bellatrix. And your nieces, Lucius and Narcissa. I heard the news. She's going to marry the werewolf Remus Lupin. I'm sure you're very proud, aren't you?"

There was a burst of jeers around the table.

Many people leaned forward, exchanging amused glances, and a few pounded the table with their fists. It was really amusing to see Bellatrix and the Malfoys being humiliated.

"Master, she is not our niece!"

Bellatrix cried out amid the uproar of laughter, her face turning red and white.
"Ever since our sister married that mudblood, Narcissa and I have never looked at her in the eye. That child, and the beast she married, have nothing to do with us!"

Although Narcissa and Lucius did not defend themselves, they also lowered their heads with real humiliation on their faces.

"enough."

Voldemort stroked Nagini's head and said,

"enough."

Then the laughter died down immediately.

"Many of our oldest families have become a bit sick over a long period of time."

He looked at everyone and said, ignoring Bellatrix's pleading look.
"You have to prune it to keep it healthy, don't you? Cut away the parts that threaten the overall health."

"Yes Master!"

Bellatrix whispered, tears of gratitude welling up in her eyes again.
"As long as there's a chance!"

"Chance."

Voldemort smiled coldly.

"We will not wait, Bellatrix. Now is the time to remove the ulcer that has engulfed us."

The Death Eaters all understood, but their expressions were no longer as happy as when they had just laughed at Bellatrix.

This matter is very risky.

Don't forget that Remus Lupin has always been a loyal supporter of Amosstar Blaine. Blaine even handed over the learning machine workshop worth millions to Remus Lupin.

At the same time, he recommended Remus Lupin to become an advisor to the Ministry of Magic.

Brian will definitely attend his wedding.

"I will do it, Master!"

Bellatrix's emotional statement,
"I promise you, I will smash those filthy beasts to pieces!"

"I hope so, Bellatrix--" Voldemort nodded lazily.

Severus' heart moved slightly as he noticed the fleeting light in Voldemort's blood-red eyes.

I'm afraid this matter is not that simple.

"You also take part in this mission, dear Vitia Cleona--"

For the first time since the dinner began, Voldemort looked at Vitia.

The slight commotion in the restaurant stopped immediately, and the Death Eaters looked at Vitia with caution.

This woman holds a special position among them.

She was not a wizard loyal to the Dark Lord like them, but more like a collaborator of the Dark Lord.

Her existence undoubtedly highlights the power of Voldemort.

In the Quidditch World Cup final, she forced Amos Tower Blaine to demonstrate his unrivaled strength in front of the world for the first time.

And such wizards had no choice but to accept the Dark Lord's imprisonment.

"If you want me to hold back either Blaine or Dumbledore for you."

Vitia's brows furrowed.

"That wasn't my plan, Cliona."

Voldemort said, Nagini, who was curled on her legs, slowly raised her head and shook her body slightly, her cold snake eyes emitting chill.

If Cliona dared to say no, it would immediately tear her neck with its sharp fangs.

The light in Vitiya's emerald green pupils flickered.

It was not because of Nagini who was ready to make a move on her, but because of Severus Snape who was sitting diagonally opposite her with an expressionless face.

"can."

After a brief thought, Vitia nodded and asked casually,

"What exactly are your plans?"

"Oh, haha, plan--"

Cleona, who was sensible, made Voldemort feel a little happier. However, facing the inquiries and the curious gazes of many Death Eaters, Voldemort smiled tactfully.
"Ridiculous question. Do you think that Voldemort himself needs to make a plan to deal with a despicable wolf cub?"

Vitia fell silent.

She had spent some time with Voldemort in the primeval forests of Albania, so she must have known what kind of dark wizard Voldemort was.

Voldemort definitely did not have his own plans, he simply wanted to ruin the wedding and kill Remus Lupin.

"Well, I think"

Voldemort turned his gaze away from Vitia's face and looked at his Death Eaters.

“This is a joyful family gathering.”

"and many more."

Vitia, who had been silent, suddenly interrupted Voldemort.

Anger suddenly emerged in Voldemort's bloodshot eyes, and the Death Eaters stared at Vitia Cleona in fear or anger.

"How dare you interrupt your master, you!"

Bellatrix was furious. She took out her wand and pointed it at Vitia, as if she was ready to wash away Voldemort's shame.

"Shut up, Bella!"

Voldemort's voice suddenly became high-pitched. After yelling at Bellatrix to stop, he asked in a polite tone, but his eyes were cold enough to freeze a person's soul.

"Have you anything to teach Voldemort, my dear Vitia Clyona?"

"This place--"

Weitia turned her head and pointed out the window.
"I can't stay here any longer."

What do you mean?
Many Death Eaters looked confused.

This woman has been detained for too long. Does she want to go out and move around?
Lucius and Narcissa's expressions moved slightly, and they looked at Vitia expectantly.

"you understand me--"

Facing so many eyes, Vitia remained calm and said to Voldemort calmly,

"We must move away from here, otherwise, everyone will die." (End of this chapter)