Chapter 764 Voldemort’s preferential treatment
"Idiots, all idiots!"
It was still the splendid hall. Both sides of the long table were filled with wizards wearing black hoods, but they all lowered their heads in silence at this time, for fear that when they looked up they would see those indifferent eyes. Man's fearful red eyes.
"Why don't you speak?" Voldemort came to a person and asked condescendingly: "Antoning, how did you promise me that this is your answer to me?
"You lost a leg and ran away like a bed bug, and you still want to ask for my forgiveness?"
"Master, I swear I have tried my best, master!" Antonin Dolohov fell to the ground with a plop and tried to kiss Voldemort's robe that was dragging on the ground, but Voldemort avoided him in disgust.
This action made Antonin Dolohov even more frightened. As an old Death Eater who had followed Voldemort more than ten years ago, he knew very well what it meant when the Dark Lord no longer accepted compliments from his servants.
This means that this servant has completely no use value in his eyes... It's like no one would take a second look at a broken shoe.
"It's Malfoy, it's Draco Malfoy." Antonin Dolohov said sharply: "If he could kill Dumbledore earlier, we would have completed the mission long ago!"
At the end of the long table, Draco Malfoy felt a gaze coming towards him, which instantly made him feel cold all over, and his face became extremely pale, with no trace of blood at all.
"Nonsense, you despicable coward!" Lucius Malfoy suddenly raised his head and glared at Antonin Dolohov, who had a good relationship with him... let's call him a colleague, with bloodshot eyes.
"Draco did what none of you could do!"
At this moment, Lucius couldn't care less about being afraid, and roared: "Draco found a secret passage to Hogwarts for his master. His contribution is obvious to all, who of you can do it?" No, no one!"
Everyone else present raised their heads and looked at Lucius Malfoy.
To be honest, his indiscriminate attack could be said to have scolded everyone present, and it was useless to scold them in front of Voldemort.
At this moment, the Death Eaters wanted to kill him more than ever, but they didn't dare to do anything, not even to refute.
Because what Lucius said is true.
Before this, they really couldn't find a way to enter Hogwarts smoothly. No, it should be said that it was difficult for them to even go to Hogsmeade. The school was almost surrounded by spies from the Order of the Phoenix.
So in a sense, Draco Malfoy's contribution to finding the Vanishing Cabinet is indeed beyond everyone's imagination.
After Lucius said this, Voldemort also withdrew his gaze and looked at Antonin Dolohov on the ground again, as if waiting for his explanation.
At the same time, there was a rustling sound coming from the shadows beyond the light, as if something was sliding over from the ground, and the sound became clearer and clearer.
Dolokhov was really scared, and beads of sweat on his forehead were trapped on the ground.
He really wanted to say that he had not done it because he had obeyed Voldemort's order and had to let Draco Malfoy kill Dumbledore himself.
But Dolokhov did not dare. He was sure that if he said so, he would die immediately.
So now he can only hope that someone can help and say a few words, but unfortunately, there is no tradition of helping colleagues among Death Eaters.
Voldemort slowly raised his wand.
"Please, Master, please forgive me..."
"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"
The severe pain caused Dolohov's whole body to curl up and struggle silently, but he was very happy in his heart.
Yes, Dolohov was very happy, because Voldemort used the Cruciatus Curse, not the Death Curse... The proud Dark Lord never bothered to punish his servant for the second time, which also meant that he would not die.
The sound of gliding in the darkness gradually disappeared,
Five minutes later, Voldemort lowered his wand, and Dolohov lay limply on the ground, trembling and opening his mouth.
"Thank you...thank you for your tolerance...master..."
Voldemort said nothing. If there were not fewer and fewer useful people around him, he would not be able to let Antonin Dolohov go so easily.
When the other Death Eaters saw this, they all lowered their heads with different expressions, some were happy, some were disappointed.
Lucius watched with horror as Voldemort pointed his wand at Draco at the end of the long table.
"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"
The Cruciatus Curse hit again, and Draco Malfoy, like Dolohov, curled up on the ground and struggled in pain.
"This is a lesson for you." Voldemort said calmly, "My order is for you to kill Dumbledore, why don't you do it."
Draco Malfoy wanted to defend himself, but the pain caused by the Cruciatus Curse made it impossible for him to make a sound.
"Master..." Lucius lay on the ground, trying to plead, "Draco is only sixteen years old, he..."
"I'm not talking to you, Lucius." Voldemort raised a finger to signal him to stay quiet.
"That Kyle, he ruined my good deeds time and time again when he was sixteen. If he can do it, why can't Draco.
"Or do you think that the Dark Lord's servants are no match for Dumbledore's students?"
Lucius Malfoy immediately shut his mouth, and all the other Death Eaters around him lowered their heads, not even daring to breathe.
However, at this moment, a sudden sound came from the room.
"Then why don't you go to Hogwarts yourself."
Subconsciously, everyone looked in the direction of the sound, trying to see which warrior didn't want to live.
"What did you just say?" Voldemort came to Oren's side and looked at him with interest.
"I asked, as the Dark Lord, why didn't you go to Hogwarts?"
Oren seemed to have not seen the magic wand on his forehead and said to himself:
"If the battlefield is chosen at Hogwarts, and all the students' lives are threatened, or a few random people are captured and tied to him, even Dumbledore will not dare to resist.
"When the time comes, you can kill him without any effort."
There was a sound of breathing around, and all the Death Eaters, including Bellatrix and Barty Crouch Jr., looked at the new guy with a strange look.
Good guy, tie students to your body and fight Dumbledore. Even if they think they are full of evil, they can't do such a bottomless behavior, but the other party can say it so calmly.
For a moment, they even felt a little ashamed.
Even Voldemort looked at Oren blankly, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.
"You mean to say that I, the heir of Salazar Slytherin, the greatest Dark Lord to date, need this to defeat Dumbledore?"
Voldemort's voice was cold, and his snake-like eyes were emotionless. It seemed that if Oren said the wrong thing, he would kill him without hesitation.
"You're worrying too much. That's not what I meant." Oren's face remained calm, "But this is indeed a rare opportunity. I just feel a little pity."
"I don't need you to teach me how to do it. Also, don't act clever in front of me."
What the Death Eaters didn't expect was that Voldemort actually put away his wand.
"I have other more important things. As for Dumbledore... I can kill him at any time."
"You have the final say." Oren spread his hands and looked helpless.
However, even for this rude behavior that was almost seeking death, Oren was still not punished in any way.
If anyone's performance in this operation against Hogwarts made Voldemort slightly satisfied, it was probably Oren.
Not only did he escape unscathed and bring back Antonin Dolokhov, a loser, but he also cooperated with Snape to rescue Malfoy, who was being guarded in the school hospital.
Careful thinking, quick reactions, and more importantly, he is crazy enough to do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. The combination of all these performances makes Oren's status in Voldemort's heart basically exceed that of 90% of the food here. Dead Apostle.
Faced with a servant who brought him a little surprise, Voldemort didn't mind showing his generous side.
This special treatment made Bellatrix beside her so jealous that her eyes turned red.
She was also like this once, standing out among the Death Eaters and deeply trusted by the Dark Lord.
But I don’t know since when, it seems that it was after coming out of Azkaban. Due to the failure of several key tasks, this trust gradually disappeared.
It was as if a wild beast suddenly appeared in Bellatrix's heart, roaring and bewitching her to kill that Oren.
But her remaining sense told her not to do this, at least not in front of the Dark Lord.
Bellatrix closed her eyes and suppressed a certain thought in her heart, but when she opened her eyes again, Voldemort was gone.
The mountain that shrouded the house also disappeared, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Bellatrix glanced at Oren who was not far away, rubbed her wand twice with her fingers, and quickly left the room.
Lucius hurriedly got up from the ground, ran to Draco, helped him up, and held him tightly.
All kinds of strange looks were cast around him, ranging from false sympathy to real schadenfreude.
But Lucius no longer cared about this.
"How are you, Draco?" he asked anxiously.
But whether it was because of the Cruciatus Curse or because he was frightened, Draco remained silent until everyone else in the room was almost gone, and then he stood up from the ground tremblingly.
"It's okay, Dad." Draco tried to keep his voice calm.
He had always thought that being a Death Eater was a very prestigious thing, but now he knew that was not the case at all.
The feeling of brushing against death made him extremely regretful. He didn't want to be a Death Eater anymore. He wanted to go back to Hogwarts, even if he was assigned to the same dormitory as Potter Weasley.
Seemingly sensing his thoughts, Lucius patted his shoulder helplessly and said nothing.
After Draco Malfoy calmed down a bit, he stood up and walked over to Oren.
"Thank you," Lucius said.
He knew very well that if Oren hadn't suddenly spoken just now and attracted the Dark Lord's attention, he would not have let Draco go so quickly.
"Thank me for anything." Oren glanced at him lightly, not appreciating it.
"Of course you helped bring Draco back."
Lucius naturally did not dare to talk about topics related to Voldemort, but fortunately, Draco was indeed brought back by Oren, so he was right to say so.
"No need." Oren lowered his eyes without looking at him, "I just went to the designated place and picked him up. What you should be grateful to is the person who really saved him."
"All the same, all the same," said Lucius.
At this time, Oren seemed to have thought of something, raised his head and asked:
"But one thing I'm curious about is how much your son hates his classmates and actually lets a werewolf go to Hogwarts."
"I didn't!" Draco Malfoy said subconsciously when he came back to his senses: "I didn't know he would come. I only told Alecto and Dolohov."
"Really?" Oren said nonchalantly.
"Draco did not say it, and this can be proved." Lucius said quickly: "When we were discussing the attack on Hogwarts, Greyback was not here at all. He heard about it later. He only insisted on going afterward... He obviously didn't want to miss the good job of going to Hogwarts.
"I heard that you were also the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts before. What a pity. It would have been better if Draco could have enrolled a year earlier."
Lucius took full advantage of his social advantages and wanted to find a common topic.
"Are you sure?" Oren looked at him and raised his eyebrows teasingly.
For some reason, Lucius felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him, and at the same time, he also thought of some legends about Oren.
In the last century at Hogwarts, he was the only professor who wanted to kill students and actually took action.
It can be said that he chose Kyle. If it had been anyone else, no matter who it was, they would have died in the Forbidden Forest.
If it was Draco...
For no reason, Lucius shuddered and didn't dare to think about it anymore.
He felt that this Oren's mind was definitely not normal. He couldn't guess what the other person was thinking, or no normal person could guess it.
Seeing that Lucius stopped talking, Oren curled his lips in disdain, lay back, leaned lazily on the chair and yawned.
"Strange, why didn't I see Greyback just now? Is he still at Hogwarts and not back?"
"I don't know either……"
"He can't come back." Draco Malfoy said, "I heard some news on the way to the school hospital."
"what news?"
"Fenrir Greyback was caught, as were the other Death Eaters who caused trouble in the castle."
"So, he is also being imprisoned in the Ministry of Magic now?" Oren narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do we need to rescue him? Attacking the Ministry of Magic sounds really good. If you want to go, Remember to count me in."
Lucius looked at him in surprise, as if he didn't expect that a warm-hearted guy would emerge from the den of cold and ruthless Death Eaters, and he wanted to take the initiative to go to the Ministry of Magic to save people.
This is inconsistent with the persona he showed before.
But this is probably not necessary.
Since the Dark Lord didn't mention this just now, it proves that he has given up on Greyback as a werewolf.
The Death Eaters had just attacked Hogwarts. Now was the time when the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix were most nervous, and they themselves had suffered heavy losses. It was really not cost-effective to break into the Ministry of Magic for a werewolf at this time.
Even if Greyback is the leader of the werewolves.
"I don't think it's necessary."
Before Lucius could say anything, Draco continued, "Professor Snape told me that Hogwarts does not intend to hand over Greyback to the Ministry of Magic, but to the children who have been bitten by him." family."
Speaking of Snape, Malfoy became a lot more lonely again. He couldn't help but think that it would have been better if he had accepted Snape's help when he was at school.
"My guess is that by this time he would have been taken away and no one knew where he was."
Malfoy whispered in regret, but he did not notice that Oren's expression changed slightly at this time.
"You mean we won't see Greyback again?" he asked softly.
"I think so." Lucius on the side said, "He has bitten so many people, and he can only survive until now because he didn't get caught..."
Before he finished speaking, Oren suddenly stood up and left the room without even saying hello or looking back.
Now, only Malfoy and his son were left in the room. They looked at each other, and no one knew what was going on.
"What's wrong with him? Did I say something wrong?" Draco Malfoy asked nervously.
Lucius thought carefully for a while, shook his head and said, "No, at least in my opinion."
He was now more and more certain that there was something abnormal about this Oren.
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