Chapter 324 Tuberculosis
The audience outside the venue was vehemently demanding that the Ministry of Magic attack and arrest Voldemort and the Death Eaters.
Voldemort was also calling out the names of the Death Eaters kneeling around him one by one:
Lucius, Crabbe and Goyle (the father of Draco's two younger brothers), McNeill (the executioner who killed the guilty animals in the Ministry of Magic)...
Wright, who was hiding in the dark, looked at Voldemort who was proudly flipping off the identity cards of his subordinates.
He looked at the spirit bird that was broadcasting in the black fog and couldn't help but roll his eyes:
"Voldemort, you are awesome!"
"It was so easy to accomplish the great feat of beating up my teammates!"
After hearing Voldemort's revelations, the audience outside the venue all looked at Malfoy and his two followers.
Facing all kinds of strange looks from the students, cold sweat continued to appear on Malfoy's forehead.
Even his body began to tremble unconsciously, and he felt like someone would come over and invite him to Azkaban for tea at any moment!
Just when Malfoy's mind went blank, he suddenly remembered.
Lucius once told him that Dumbledore had promised to protect him.
Thinking of this, Malfoy slowly calmed down. Although he was still nervous, he felt a little more relaxed.
He forced himself to ignore the many strange looks from the audience and gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
By the way, he also tried to comfort Goyle and Crabbe, two big idiots who were trembling with fear because of the strange looks from the people around them.
After backstabbing his teammate, Voldemort turned around and looked at Pettigrew who was still lying on the ground, and said in an extremely cold voice:
"Wormtail! Even though you were a vile traitor, you helped me.
"And I won't treat unfairly those who helped me!"
Voldemort raised his wand, and a light band like molten silver was drawn in the air, which turned into a human hand emitting silver light.
It floated down from the sky and landed on Pettigrew's still bleeding hand.
The sudden disappearance of pain made Pettigrew stop groaning, and he looked at the silver hand in disbelief.
After carefully trying to crush a piece of stone with it, he crawled into the circle of Death Eaters with a grateful look on his face.
Voldemort ignored Pettigrew, who was kneeling on the ground, and walked to the largest vacant seat in the Death Eater circle.
He kept looking around the area, as if someone should be kneeling there.
After a long silence, he slowly said with a nostalgic and indifferent tone:
"There are six Death Eaters missing here, three of whom died for me."
"One did not have the guts to come back, but he will pay for it, and one remains my most loyal servant, and he has returned to my service."
"The last one should leave me forever. I will let him die without pain."
There was a small commotion among the Death Eaters who had been kneeling on the ground.
They were all very curious about who that person was, but no one dared to ask.
It seemed that he sensed the restlessness of the Death Eaters. I wonder if it was because no one had praised him for too long.
Voldemort was very satisfied with the cooperation of the Death Eaters. He looked at the tied-up Harry jokingly and continued to self-destruct:
"The one who is loyal to me is in Hogwarts. It is also because of his efforts that he and I can stand here together."
At this moment, the Death Eaters who were gathered in a circle all looked at Harry.
"Not bad! Hehehe..."
Seeing the actions of the Death Eaters, Voldemort smiled with satisfaction and said:
"Welcome our savior, Harry Potter, as a special guest to my rebirth party."
In silence, Lucius covered his head, rubbed the black ring on his hand, and slowly crawled out:
"Great Master, we are all extremely eager to know!"
"How did you accomplish the miracle of resurrection from the dead and come back to this world?"
Voldemort glanced at Lucius who had crawled out, and explained indifferently:
"You all should know that this kid can control me."
"But you don't know why, do you?"
As Voldemort spoke, he slowly walked to Harry's side, stared at him intently and shouted:
"Harry Potter! His mother risked her life to save him the very night I was about to kill him."
"I also left him a certain protective magic that restrains me, so that I cannot touch him."
"Besides, someone has specially set up brain defenses to prevent me from affecting you."
"but……"
As Voldemort spoke, he excitedly put a finger against Harry's forehead and shouted:
"That night, my magic was rebounded back to me by that foolish woman at the cost of her life."
"At that moment, my body was instantly stripped away!"
"Becoming worse than a ghost, weaker than the humblest wandering soul..."
"But I'm still alive, I'm still alive!"
Voldemort suddenly turned his head and glanced at the people kneeling on the ground.
"As I linger on, I hope so much that a Death Eater will find me."
"But no, not one!"
Voldemort's sinister voice made all the Death Eaters shudder.
"But even in this situation, I didn't give up!"
"Drawing the life force from those filthy animals, doing my best to maintain my existence!"
"Until a stupid and ridiculous young wizard came to me."
"I completely possessed him and tried to obtain the Philosopher's Stone to restore myself, but he failed."
"He actually lost to a first-year wizard in a head-on duel!"
Except for Harry who was still struggling, all the Death Eaters did not dare to move at all and huddled where they were.
Having experienced countless tortures, they could feel the rage that was growing in Voldemort.
"It's Harry!"
"I remember reporting it in first year. It was Harry who protected the Philosopher's Stone."
"The wizarding world is saved."
……
Hearing that Voldemort's plan had been thwarted, the audience immediately cheered and looked extremely excited.
"After my plan to get the Philosopher's Stone failed, I was in despair."
"But I still persisted and finally waited for my hope."
And Voldemort had no idea that he was on a live broadcast, just like those successful people.
He was talking endlessly to his subordinates about his hard work in starting a business:
"With the help of his mouse friends, Wormtail found me and brought me hope for a new life."
"A woman, and someone who also desires to conquer death!?"
"I tortured the Triwizard Tournament out of a woman, and took the body from that person."
Voldemort suddenly showed an expression of great regret, and sighed: "If only I had more time to set the trap."
"Maybe I could be completely resurrected then, and I wouldn't need these complicated black magic anymore."
