Undercover In Harry Potter

Undercover In Harry Potter Chapter 33

"Want me to join the Death Eater?"

Jason looked at Quirrell before him with a look of dismay.

In the office of Defence Against the Arts Professor, Quirrell nodded slightly to you and put down the tea cup, saying: "Mr. Bton, this is my master's order, he is very optimistic about you, and he is ready to give it to you. It's an honor."

Jason ran through 10,000 Unicorns in his heart.

"cough cough, I mean in this situation, it's inconvenient." Jason's mind was racing, thinking about how to prevent this from happening.

Quirrell seemed to understand what Jason meant, said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Bolton. The master said that his strength is enough to help you make that great mark."

Jason looked at the envious Quirrell, with an uncontrollable twitch at the corners of his mouth, sighed in his heart, and said, "I mean if I'm not careful one day, Dumbledore sees the blackness on my body. Where's the magic mark?"

Quirrell was about to speak when suddenly he started, as if listening to something, and then he smiled flatly and said, "Yes, Master."

Quirrell set up a barrier at the door, then slowly removed the scarf, turning around to reveal Voldemort's face.

"Jason Bolton."

Jason immediately knelt on the ground and whispered: "Dark Lord."

Voldemort watched Jason act like this, There was some joy in his heart, and he said, "Get up."

Jason stood up from the ground, still bowing his head and not speaking.

Voldemort took a deep look at Jason and continued, "There's some truth to what you just said..."

Jason's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. Hi, but the second half of the sentence is like pouring a basin of cold water down.

"But well, do you think you know so much about me here, can you still draw a line with me?"

Jason startled, Voldemort said it was true, You are already contaminated too much with it, how can you stay out of it, only to be pulled into the water.

As a Ravenclaw, Jason figured it out all of a sudden, looked towards Voldemort, and said seriously: "Okay, then, please leave a black mark for me."

Voldemort cracked He smiled, and under its urging, the part of the body that belonged to Quirrell fell asleep temporarily, while on its head, Quirrell's face and Voldemort's face switched places.

Voldemort on the front moved his neck, extending the hand and pressing, as if adapting.

After a few breaths, Voldemort seemed to get used to this body and walked in front of Jason. Jason also raised his sleeves, but Voldemort shook his head and said, "The arm is too easy to spot, It has to be a different place."

"Where do you think it's hidden?" Jason asked rhetorically.

Voldemort's eyes were looking up and down at Jason, like he was thinking hard. However, such a large number of eyes made Jason slightly uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to say anything to stop it.

"Your heart." Voldemort pointed to the position of Jason's heart. "It means that your heart will always belong to me."

Jason feels weird , at the same time muttering, didn't expect you, Voldemort is still a very particular person.

Jason first took off his outer robe and a sweater inside, but he didn't need to take it off. He stretched out his hands and pulled the collar down, revealing his heart.

Voldemort smiled and put a finger on Jason's heart. Jason felt a slight tingle, but he was able to bear it.

Immediately afterwards, Voldemort covered Jason's body with his entire palm, and while the magic power was running, a mark was branded on it. When the imprint was completed, Jason groaned, feeling a burning pain in his heart.

Voldemort withdrew his palm and ordered, "I'm going to be attached to your body during the Quidditch match tomorrow, you take me out to do something." Then he closed his eyes, and the Quirrell side woke up Come here, he himself urgently needs to turn back to the back of his head.

The awakened Quirrell saw Jason in front of him, and his eyes quickly fell on the dark mark on Jason's heart, with an unstoppable envy in his eyes, and sighed: "I don't know when, I I can also get the Dark Mark from my master."

Jason pulled back the collar of the sweater and rubbed his heart, ill-humoredly said: "It didn't hurt a lot when it came out, but It's been burning hot all the time."

Quirrell still looked envious.

Jason sat on the sofa, thinking about what Voldemort said just now, to be attached to him...

This matter in his heart, Jason is resistant Yes, but Voldemort's tone was completely an order. Jason really couldn't do anything with Voldemort. After all, when the Unbreakable Curse was set, the two parties agreed that within this year, they would not disclose their relationship to others in any form. matter.

After sitting for about ten minutes, Jason felt the burning pain in his chest still not go away, but he left the office because Quirrell's envious look was really unbearable during this time.

Out of the office, Jason went back to the dormitory, sat on a chair, took off his robe, tore off the collar of his sweater, took a mirror and looked at the Dark Mark on it, feeling foul-mouthed.

Although Jason seemed to have no resistance at the time, there was still a lot of anger in his heart, and at the same time it was very big.

Jason let go, put the neckline back, and looked at himself in the mirror, with a sullen look between his eyebrows, looking really impudent. Jason didn't want to see himself like this, he put the mirror on the table and saw Slug Fred gram above.

This owl has been trapped in the cage for a long time. In addition to drinking some water these days, he doesn't eat the dead mice sent by Jason at all. At most, he eats the millet sent. It's like losing weight.

Jason pulled the chair over, put his hands on the front of the cage, smiled at the corners of his mouth, looked at the owl, and whispered: "Slug Fred, I have good news for you, I have something to do tomorrow, so I can let you go now!"

Slug Fred's eyes seemed touched, he looked towards Jason, Jason looked at him like this, couldn't help laughing, and the feeling of annoyance in his heart was also Dilute a lot.

He hugged the cage, walked to the window, pushed open the window, and opened the cage.

Slug Fred screamed with excitement, and immediately rushed out of the cage, soaring into the sky, hovering and dancing in the air for a while.

Jason looked at the window and couldn't help but feel a hint of admiration. This bird looks better without being in a cage, but I just don't know when he can be out of the cage.

"Goodbye, Slough Fred!"

Jason leaned out of the window and waved at Slough Fred. With a stern look, he turned back to Accio, and with lightning speed, he pecked Jason's forehead viciously several times, and then flew away quickly.

Jason was stunned for a while, before he could react, and then yelled, "You dead bird!"

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