Chapter 538 The ruthless Khufu
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
night.
Several hours passed, and the flustered Khufu was still waiting restlessly in his living room.
After leaving the meeting place, he first pretended to take the Aurors back to the Ministry of Magic, pretending to be calm and arrange for them to prepare for the autopsy the next day.
But in fact, he didn't even eat dinner and went straight home!
Although I don’t know why Tver suddenly let him go, not only changed the topic to the autopsy, but also gave him a night to prepare!
But no matter what, he would never believe that Tver would really let him go!
So, as soon as he got home, he thought about packing up and fleeing Greece. He didn't even think about going to England to find the Dark Lord. Instead, he wanted to stay as far away from this bunch of troubles as possible!
Actually, Khufu never thought about continuing to follow the Dark Lord.
The story of Death Eaters in the UK being hunted in reverse has long spread throughout the Ministry of Magic of various countries. Even now, some dark wizards who are afraid of being accidentally injured have to leave the UK and seek shelter elsewhere.
Under such circumstances, how could Khufu give up his promising future in Greece and become a Death Eater that everyone screamed at? !
Even if he was indeed a Death Eater, even if he could reach his current status only with the help of the Dark Lord, even if...
Thinking of this and looking at the dark living room, he couldn't help but kicked the thick sofa in anger!
"Ow!"
Feeling the pain coming from his feet finally made him calm down a little.
It’s impossible not to calm down...
The Dark Lord is like this sofa, it looks soft, but when he tries to kick it up...
The Dark Lord is actually resurrected? !
He originally thought that the Dark Lord was still as weak as when he made the deal, but it turned out that he still looked the same, but the weak person became him!
It didn't matter that the few loyal men he had brought over died neatly. He was manipulated by the Dark Lord and had no choice but to follow the instructions and cause such a mess.
However, what Khufu didn't expect was that a random representative sent by the Wizards' Federation would not only be aware of his identity, but even see through his "carefully arranged" plan in less than half a day. !
Damn it, is this the strength of the British representative who has suffered successive wars and chaos? !
As he thought more and more, and as the night grew darker, Khufu felt that his mood became more and more depressed.
He stood up uneasily and paced anxiously back and forth in the living room, glancing out from time to time as if something would pop out of the dark night.
Yes, he is waiting for someone, someone who will make him give up his escape plan and have to stay here in fear!
"Calm down and stop dangling there."
Khufu was startled by the sudden sound. He followed the sound and found that a cloaked figure had appeared where he had just been sitting.
With the faint moonlight, he could barely see the appearance of the person coming.
Bald head, skin as pale as the dead, blood-red eyes as deep as darkness but with madness, and nostrils like sockets!
"Master!" Khufu knelt down at the feet of the Dark Lord aggrievedly, as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances he had suffered today.
"Get out!" Malvolio kicked him away angrily.
Dressing like this already made him very dissatisfied. If he was aggrieved, he wanted to accuse Tver more than Khufu!
However, Malvolio originally thought, or Tweel helped him plan, that if Khufu and Voldemort had a mechanism to communicate, then he would act as a Dark Lord in a hurry to save his men.
But he also didn't expect that Khufu, out of caution, really didn't have the tools and magic to contact Voldemort.
That would be much more convenient...
Malvolio narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't know that he looked like he was going to kill someone and silence him!
Seeing this, Khufu did not dare to suffer any more, and crawled to Malvolio on his stomach.
"Master...man...master!" he cried, "I have risked my life and done so many things for you. You can't abandon me just because of a little Tweel Foley. What would I do without you?" Live!"
"You disgust me." Malvolio got goosebumps all over his body and kicked him away again.
But Khufu was happy this time.
It wasn't that he had awakened some strange attribute, but that he didn't feel murderous intent from the Dark Lord's actions and words!
If he really wanted to kill him, the Dark Lord would have used his wand instead of his feet!
After thinking about this, he immediately put away his disgusted look, stood up neatly, and said seriously but respectfully: "Master, how should we deal with that Tver?"
"Why, you know how to humble yourself when you encounter difficulties?" Malvolio did not eagerly ask Tver's concerns, but looked at Khufu with interest.
According to the previous information about Peter Pettigrew, Khufu was not that respectful to Voldemort. Only by scaring him again at this time can Malvolio's disguise be more difficult to see through!
Sure enough, Khufu was so frightened that he trembled all over and bent even further.
"I...I have always maintained great respect for you. What happened before was just my ignorance, so I took a few Aurors there." He explained quickly and tremblingly.
"Don't worry, those Aurors are not only basically dead, but they were also used by me to disrupt the relationship between wizards and Muggles!"
"Only the last one left..." He gritted his teeth, "I'll kill him tonight!"
Malvolio's eyes widened unconsciously, but fortunately his eyes were not big now, and they looked more like approval.
"So, those two Aurors in the Joint Operations Office..."
"They are two of the three people I brought over!"
"Then the last one..."
"The one I sent to threaten the Muggle Prime Minister!"
Khufu spoke harshly, but his heart was bleeding.
There are not many people in the wizarding world, and even fewer are talented enough to become Aurors.
He had managed to win over three die-hard men over the years, but he was about to lose them all this time!
Of course, now that they know about his relationship with the Dark Lord, even if the memory is erased by the Forgotten Curse, it is impossible for him to keep them...
Thinking of this, Khufu raised a cruel smile on his lips.
"Why, have you thought of a way to deal with your men?" Malvolio said as if he had read through his mind.
Of course, he couldn't use Legilimency to obtain the memory of Khufu's brain, but for a Legilimency master, judging from the character's external movements and expressions was originally a Legilimency skill!
"Yes, Master."
Khufu bowed respectfully, but the proud and fierce smile on his face made Malvolio feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night.
"Since you want to see wizards and Muggles start a war and destroy the relations between the two parties that the Federation has worked hard to maintain."
"Then why not let that Auror...destroy the Greek government?!"
Several hours passed, and the flustered Khufu was still waiting restlessly in his living room.
After leaving the meeting place, he first pretended to take the Aurors back to the Ministry of Magic, pretending to be calm and arrange for them to prepare for the autopsy the next day.
But in fact, he didn't even eat dinner and went straight home!
Although I don’t know why Tver suddenly let him go, not only changed the topic to the autopsy, but also gave him a night to prepare!
But no matter what, he would never believe that Tver would really let him go!
So, as soon as he got home, he thought about packing up and fleeing Greece. He didn't even think about going to England to find the Dark Lord. Instead, he wanted to stay as far away from this bunch of troubles as possible!
Actually, Khufu never thought about continuing to follow the Dark Lord.
The story of Death Eaters in the UK being hunted in reverse has long spread throughout the Ministry of Magic of various countries. Even now, some dark wizards who are afraid of being accidentally injured have to leave the UK and seek shelter elsewhere.
Under such circumstances, how could Khufu give up his promising future in Greece and become a Death Eater that everyone screamed at? !
Even if he was indeed a Death Eater, even if he could reach his current status only with the help of the Dark Lord, even if...
Thinking of this and looking at the dark living room, he couldn't help but kicked the thick sofa in anger!
"Ow!"
Feeling the pain coming from his feet finally made him calm down a little.
It’s impossible not to calm down...
The Dark Lord is like this sofa, it looks soft, but when he tries to kick it up...
The Dark Lord is actually resurrected? !
He originally thought that the Dark Lord was still as weak as when he made the deal, but it turned out that he still looked the same, but the weak person became him!
It didn't matter that the few loyal men he had brought over died neatly. He was manipulated by the Dark Lord and had no choice but to follow the instructions and cause such a mess.
However, what Khufu didn't expect was that a random representative sent by the Wizards' Federation would not only be aware of his identity, but even see through his "carefully arranged" plan in less than half a day. !
Damn it, is this the strength of the British representative who has suffered successive wars and chaos? !
As he thought more and more, and as the night grew darker, Khufu felt that his mood became more and more depressed.
He stood up uneasily and paced anxiously back and forth in the living room, glancing out from time to time as if something would pop out of the dark night.
Yes, he is waiting for someone, someone who will make him give up his escape plan and have to stay here in fear!
"Calm down and stop dangling there."
Khufu was startled by the sudden sound. He followed the sound and found that a cloaked figure had appeared where he had just been sitting.
With the faint moonlight, he could barely see the appearance of the person coming.
Bald head, skin as pale as the dead, blood-red eyes as deep as darkness but with madness, and nostrils like sockets!
"Master!" Khufu knelt down at the feet of the Dark Lord aggrievedly, as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances he had suffered today.
"Get out!" Malvolio kicked him away angrily.
Dressing like this already made him very dissatisfied. If he was aggrieved, he wanted to accuse Tver more than Khufu!
However, Malvolio originally thought, or Tweel helped him plan, that if Khufu and Voldemort had a mechanism to communicate, then he would act as a Dark Lord in a hurry to save his men.
But he also didn't expect that Khufu, out of caution, really didn't have the tools and magic to contact Voldemort.
That would be much more convenient...
Malvolio narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't know that he looked like he was going to kill someone and silence him!
Seeing this, Khufu did not dare to suffer any more, and crawled to Malvolio on his stomach.
"Master...man...master!" he cried, "I have risked my life and done so many things for you. You can't abandon me just because of a little Tweel Foley. What would I do without you?" Live!"
"You disgust me." Malvolio got goosebumps all over his body and kicked him away again.
But Khufu was happy this time.
It wasn't that he had awakened some strange attribute, but that he didn't feel murderous intent from the Dark Lord's actions and words!
If he really wanted to kill him, the Dark Lord would have used his wand instead of his feet!
After thinking about this, he immediately put away his disgusted look, stood up neatly, and said seriously but respectfully: "Master, how should we deal with that Tver?"
"Why, you know how to humble yourself when you encounter difficulties?" Malvolio did not eagerly ask Tver's concerns, but looked at Khufu with interest.
According to the previous information about Peter Pettigrew, Khufu was not that respectful to Voldemort. Only by scaring him again at this time can Malvolio's disguise be more difficult to see through!
Sure enough, Khufu was so frightened that he trembled all over and bent even further.
"I...I have always maintained great respect for you. What happened before was just my ignorance, so I took a few Aurors there." He explained quickly and tremblingly.
"Don't worry, those Aurors are not only basically dead, but they were also used by me to disrupt the relationship between wizards and Muggles!"
"Only the last one left..." He gritted his teeth, "I'll kill him tonight!"
Malvolio's eyes widened unconsciously, but fortunately his eyes were not big now, and they looked more like approval.
"So, those two Aurors in the Joint Operations Office..."
"They are two of the three people I brought over!"
"Then the last one..."
"The one I sent to threaten the Muggle Prime Minister!"
Khufu spoke harshly, but his heart was bleeding.
There are not many people in the wizarding world, and even fewer are talented enough to become Aurors.
He had managed to win over three die-hard men over the years, but he was about to lose them all this time!
Of course, now that they know about his relationship with the Dark Lord, even if the memory is erased by the Forgotten Curse, it is impossible for him to keep them...
Thinking of this, Khufu raised a cruel smile on his lips.
"Why, have you thought of a way to deal with your men?" Malvolio said as if he had read through his mind.
Of course, he couldn't use Legilimency to obtain the memory of Khufu's brain, but for a Legilimency master, judging from the character's external movements and expressions was originally a Legilimency skill!
"Yes, Master."
Khufu bowed respectfully, but the proud and fierce smile on his face made Malvolio feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night.
"Since you want to see wizards and Muggles start a war and destroy the relations between the two parties that the Federation has worked hard to maintain."
"Then why not let that Auror...destroy the Greek government?!"
