Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

The Order of the Phoenix took action, so did the Death Eaters.

The meeting room in the dark castle was once again filled with smoke.

"Lucius! What do you mean? Are you really in the same boat with the Black kid now?"

"Flint, what's so strange about you? Hum, isn't the Malfoy family always like this?"

"Selwyn, I advise you to give up your seat as a director, lest you end up with nothing!"

"Goyle, do you know what you are saying? I helped you last time."

"......"

Borgin and Burke touched his chin, looked at the quarreling people with cloudy eyes, and glanced at Lucius, who was as steady as a rock.

He was a little confused about the recent actions of the head of the Malfoy family, who joined forces with Goyle, Clarke, and the Nott family to buy high-end alchemical materials.

Now he started running for Black again, to get back the position of director that belonged to Black.

Borgin and Burke really wanted to follow the drumbeat of Lucius, but the other party did not intend to cooperate. After all, he was not a Death Eater.

He quietly asked Yaxley, who had been sitting and observing beside him.

"Do you have any gossip? I can exchange it with you."

Yaxley's eyes flashed with a fierceness. Thinking that the other party was the owner of the largest store in Knockturn Alley, he should be well-informed, so he nodded.

"I do have a piece of news here, but I don't know if your news is worth it."

Borgin and Burke smiled and said in a greasy voice.

"I, Borgin and Burke, never lie to anyone,..."

"Shut up and get to the point."

"Ahem, okay, okay, due to the confidentiality agreement, I can only hint at it. Whether you can understand it is up to you. The alchemical materials collected by Lucius are related to the black color of Hogwarts. It's time to tell your news."

Alex narrowed his eyes, and he understood it instantly, cursing inwardly. Is this called being honest?

"The news I got is from the Order of the Phoenix. My werewolf informant said they are looking for someone named Lupin. I think we can start in advance."

Borgin and Burke looked at Alex with dissatisfaction. That's it?

When he was dissatisfied and ready to ask Alex for more information, Lucius, dressed in luxurious clothes and with his chin slightly raised, finally spoke.

"Shut up, I'm not discussing with you, I'm ordering you!"

"Why? Why are you so arrogant!"

"Ha! Do you think you're still the favorite of the Dark Lord ten years ago?"

"What a joke!"

Lucius looked at the people who jumped the most with disdain, and was about to announce a shocking news.

"Dark Lord..."

But suddenly, his arm was stabbed with pain, and Lucius listened to the news from the Dark Mark in silence.

His face changed drastically, and he didn't care about scaring these rats.

He hurriedly took out equipment from a bag, which was a set of cloaks and masks for Death Eaters.

Others were also in a panic at this moment, only Borgin and Burke, who was not a Death Eater, looked at these people in surprise.

First, he changed color and covered his hands, then lifted his arms to take a look, and finally began to take out equipment in fear.

Everyone had prepared the iconic cloaks and masks of Death Eaters in advance.

After everyone was equipped, they looked at each other in surprise.

Borgin and Burke's face instantly darkened, what this meant was self-evident.

Lucius didn't have time to be embarrassed with them, and he took Goyle and Crabbe out directly. They had to get out of the anti-apparition place as soon as possible and quickly go to the coordinates sent by the Dark Mark.

Because the Dark Lord had summoned.

The others also hurried out, and no one had the heart to say anything more.

Of course, there were people who were ecstatic, and naturally there were people who were worried, especially those who gave out a large number of Death Eaters' names after the war. They were almost scared to death, but they dared not not respond to the call.

The Dark Lord's Dark Mark was so overbearing, with positioning, messaging, and torture functions.

In the original book, Karkaroff, the headmaster of the German Shepherd Strong School of Magic and a former Death Eater, fled to the horizon, but was still killed by positioning in the end.

Riddle House, Great Hamton.

Tom didn't know what he was thinking, but he chose the place he hated the most for the first time to summon the Death Eaters.

At this moment, Tom did not disguise himself, still wearing the handsome silver star pattern robe.

He stared at the sky in the courtyard where he first cried, wondering what he was thinking.

Was it reminiscence? Or a complete break from the past?

And Shaw, who had slept enough, had just apparated in, wearing an anti-peep cloak and a disembodied spell, standing in the shadows in the corner, staring at Tom in a daze.

Shaw was not worried about Tom's ability to do things, but was afraid that he would not be able to do things.Tom, who had recovered to his old Volt strength, could not control the situation.

He came here just to be on the safe side.

At this time, Shaw saw more than a dozen black smoke whistling in the sky towards Riddle House, not to mention how ostentatious and showy.

Shaw held his forehead, these Death Eaters Apparated properly, and they were still doing fancy things.

They flew to the vicinity first, and then used the flying spell to come together, and they only needed to put a Dark Mark in the sky.

They were not afraid of summoning the Aurors.

Well, it is estimated that in the minds of these Death Eaters, since the Dark Lord has returned, what are they afraid of the Ministry of Magic.

Shaw did not object, this was one of his purposes.

Then, the smoke fell one by one outside the courtyard, and the air was full of the rustling sound of cloaks rubbing against each other. No one dared to speak unless Tom in the courtyard spoke.

However, some people could not hold back. A Death Eater whose identity could not be identified knelt on the ground, crawled all the way into the courtyard, came to Tom and kissed the hem of his silver robe excitedly.

He also called softly.

"Master, Master."

Seeing that the Dark Lord ignored him, this person had to quietly retreat to the side and wait on one knee.

Someone took the lead, and the Dark Lord did not express his opinion. Others followed suit, all crawling like fat silkworms.

They all crawled over and kissed the hem of Tom's clothes, and then retreated to the side one by one and knelt on one knee devoutly. It was quite spectacular when they formed a circle.

As time passed, in addition to the dozen people who arrived first, more than a dozen people Apparated one after another.

These people were a little doubtful at the moment, and they all had the same thoughts as Lucius when he first met Shaw disguised as Voldemort.

The Dark Lord has become younger, and his expression is not crazy at all. His eyes are deep and his temperament is not dark or crazy at all.

But these Death Eaters are more and more scared.

A crazy and powerful Dark Lord is really scary.

A Dark Lord who can suppress his madness and is wise is simply too scary to describe.

Lucius is indeed the most amazing person. He always feels that the Dark Lord this time is different from the last time he saw.

Shaw watched Tom's silent pretense and sighed that he had learned something. Some leaders are really born.

Seeing that no one was coming, Tom lowered his head to the sky and glanced at the Death Eaters kneeling on the ground.

He took a step forward with his hands behind his back and said in a voice that was neither sad nor happy.

"Selwyn, come out."

One of the Death Eaters almost fainted when he heard that he was the first to be called.

He is Selwyn. Ten years ago, apart from Karkaroff, he provided the Ministry of Magic with the largest list of Death Eaters.

So, today, I am afraid I will die.