Chapter 332 The Ghost of Time
The spirit bird merged into Lucius' body, bringing him a huge amount of magic power and absolute control over more than thirty Death Eaters.
But Lucius was not overwhelmed by this power. He knew very well that this power was nothing compared to Wright.
After becoming somewhat familiar with the operation of the spirit bird, he raised his head slightly.
He looked carefully at the smiling Wright, and then shouted respectfully in a voice full of magic:
"All of you, kneel down!"
"We offer our master the only loyalty we can offer!"
Hearing Lucius's servile remarks, the Death Eaters were stunned at first, then looked at each other hesitantly.
The group of people who chose to nominate him slowly knelt down, as if they were kneeling before Voldemort.
Those Death Eaters who were dissatisfied with Lucius originally wanted to put up a tough fight to show their opposition.
But they were horrified to find that their bodies completely ignored their commands and knelt down towards Wright in the distance.
Apart from his pupils trembling constantly and shouting "Master", he could no longer make the slightest movement.
Looking at the group of people kneeling in front of him, Wright did not show much joy. Instead, he frowned and said:
"Everyone, stand up!"
"I feel so disgusted when you call me Master, just call me Sir!"
Lucius, who could clearly sense Wright's displeasure, stood up quickly and said humbly:
"Okay, sir!"
The Death Eaters who were kneeling behind him all stood up and called him "Sir".
Wright didn't exchange pleasantries with them, but directly gave them the task:
"I don't care about your loyalty to me, I just want you to complete my mission."
"I will give you six months to control the upper echelons of Muggle society that control the operation of British society."
"I don't care if you use the Imperius Curse, the Confusion Curse, or the Love Potion. It's all fine."
"I just want to see the results. When you complete the tasks assigned to you, I will give you freedom."
"But if the mission fails, you, who should have been in Azkaban in the first place, will also go back there."
After finishing speaking, Wright ignored the Death Eaters who looked extremely unhappy, and turned to look at Lucius who was thinking hard:
"Don't worry about the interference from the wizarding world, just think about the need to control the Muggles."
"As long as you don't kill anyone and don't make things worse, the Ministry of Magic won't cause you any trouble!"
After telling Lucius, Wright turned to look at the Death Eaters standing respectfully and said casually:
"Raise your hands with the Dark Mark engraved on them. This is my advance reward to you!"
After he finished speaking, everyone rolled up their sleeves and slowly raised their hands, either voluntarily or by force.
More than thirty arms emitting green light were raised high in the air, and Wright urged the white flames that continued to torment Pettigrew.
As the flames grew, Pettigrew's screams became even more shrill.
A howl that struck the soul swept out along with rising flames.
In the blink of an eye, the area on his arm where the Dark Mark was engraved was enveloped in flames.
The sharp hissing sound, accompanied by the leaping of flames, continued to echo throughout the cemetery.
Looking at the crowd that was beginning to get restless, Wright's loud voice rang out:
"You don't have to panic!"
"The Dark Mark is the mark left by Voldemort using his own magic to erode your magic."
"This is a magical disease, so it won't disappear easily."
"But my flame will burn it completely, leaving no trace."
In just a few words, the Dark Mark, which had been like a thorn in the flesh, had been broken.
Many wizards rubbed their arms excitedly, only a few of them looked unhappy.
But Wright didn't care about their thoughts. He put away the flames burning Pettigrew's spirit body and gave the order:
"Follow my orders and take all of Britain into your hands!"
"Whatever you wish, sir!"
An extremely chaotic but loud voice echoed throughout the cemetery that looked like a scorched earth.
Lucius respectfully saluted to Wright, then turned into black smoke and flew into the air with all the wizards.
Black smoke transformed by wizards continued to rise from the cemetery until everyone left.
After sending all the Death Eaters away, Wright looked at the giant snake not far away, which was unable to move due to the pressure from his own aura:
"You were once a human, but now you are like a beast!"
"Will you feel pain, Nagini?"
The big snake ignored Wright's sigh and continued to roar softly, as if trying to scare away the terrifying natural enemy in front of it.
And Light didn't act pretentiously, he just waved his wand: "Avada, eat the big melon!"
A deadly green light flashed, and the big snake that was threatening the enemy became silent.
Looking at the state of Nagini's death, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to Wright:
"Perhaps my future self has reminded me who is most likely to be the ghost."
"In the face of a deteriorating situation, my future self uses Delphi to instigate Little Light and Scorpius to intervene in the past."
"But this released a ghost on the timeline."
"This ghost caused the plans I had made in the future to run into problems again and again, leading to the collapse of the situation."
"And when the situation collapsed, he used Delphi to instigate..."
"This is the mortal circle, and he is trapped in it and cannot escape.
“Unless he reaches further upstream in time and accumulates bigger waves, he can break through the cycle of death.”
Thinking of this, Wright's doubts gradually became clear, and he also had some guesses in his mind:
"The original body of this ghost must be a being from an illusory timeline."
"This way, the goal will be much clearer, and there won't be many people who can stand against my future self."
"Delphi's nominal father. He has a time-turner that I made."
"Or maybe Grindelwald appeared out of nowhere in Little Light and Scorpius's memories!"
Just when Wright was brainstorming!
In the forest of Albania, far away from the cemetery, a bald man suddenly appeared.
Voldemort fell heavily on the pile of leaves, looked at the familiar tall trees around him, and said in an extremely cold and sharp voice:
"I'm back here again, damn it!"
Just when Voldemort was furious, Nagini held his hand in her mouth and was willing to sacrifice her life to give it to him.
The pocket watch-like thing suddenly exploded, and an illusory light and shadow like black smoke floated out of it and pounced towards it.
Voldemort reacted immediately, raised his wand and cast a killing curse.
A terrifying green light flashed, but it was of no use at all, and the magic went straight through the figure.
The figure seemed to cross space and went straight into Voldemort's body.
At this moment, his face twitched and changed like a phantom, and he uttered extremely bizarre words:
"I am you, your future self!"
"Let me lead you to a more glorious path. Leave everything to me!"
"I should be the one taking the lead, you are an outsider!"
"You take the lead. What a ridiculous statement. You have already lost. Only I can control everything."
……
Conflicting voices continuously came out of Voldemort's mouth, breaking the silence of the entire forest.
