The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

But suddenly, there was a tingling pain in his arm, and Lucius listened to the news from the Dark Mark in silence.

His complexion changed drastically, and he couldn't care less about scaring these rats.

Busily took out the equipment from a bag, it was a set of cloak and mask for Death Eaters.

The others were also in a panic at the moment, only Bojinbok, who was not a Death Eater, looked at these people in amazement.

First, he changed his color and covered his hands, then lifted his arm to take a look, and finally started to dig out the equipment in fear.

Everyone has prepared the iconic cloak and mask of the Death Eaters in advance.

After everyone is equipped, they can't help but look at each other.

Bojinbok's face darkened instantly, and it was self-evident what this meant.

Lucius didn't have time to be ashamed with them, so he took Goyle and Crabbe straight out, and had to get out of the anti-apparition area as soon as possible, and quickly go to the coordinate point sent by the Dark Mark.

For, the Dark Lord, summoned.

The others also hurried out, and no one was in the mood to say anything.

Of course, there are people who are ecstatic, and there are naturally people who are worried, especially those who confessed a large number of Death Eaters after the war. They are almost scared to pee, but they dare not answer the call.

The Dark Lord's Dark Mark is so domineering, with positioning, message, and torture functions.

In the original book, Karkaroff, the principal of Demu Strong School of Magic and former Death Eater, fled to the horizon, but was still positioned and killed in the end.

Riddle House, Great Hampton.

For some unknown reason, Tom chose the place he hated the most as the place where he summoned the Death Eaters for the first time.

At this moment, Tom didn't make any disguise, he was still wearing the handsome silver star pattern robe.

He stared fixedly at the sky in the courtyard where he cried for the first time, wondering what he was thinking.

Is it a remembrance?Or a complete abandonment of the past?

And Shaw, who had had enough sleep, had just disembarked. He was wearing a privacy cloak and a disillusionment spell, standing in the shadows in the corner, looking at Tom in a daze.

It's not that Xiao Er is worried about Tom's ability to handle affairs, but he is afraid that Tom, who has not recovered to his old strength, will not be able to hold back the situation.

Come here by yourself just in case.

At this moment, Shaw saw more than a dozen strands of black smoke whizzing towards the Riddle Mansion in the sky, not to mention being too flamboyant and coquettish.

Shaw raised his forehead, these Death Eaters apparated just right, and they did a lot of work.

This is to fly to the vicinity first, and use the flying spell to come over collectively, and only need to put a Dark Mark in the sky.

Nor was he afraid to call the Aurors.

Well, it is estimated that in the hearts of these Death Eaters, since the Dark Lord has returned, he is afraid of the Ministry of Magic.

Xiao Er didn't object aloud either, this was originally one of his goals.

Afterwards, the smoke and dust fell one by one outside the courtyard, and the air was filled with the rustling of cloaks rubbing against each other. No one dared to speak unless Tom in the courtyard spoke.

However, some people couldn't bear it anymore. A Death Eater who couldn't tell who it was fell to his knees, crawled all the way into the courtyard, came to Tom and kissed the hem of his silver robe excitedly.

He also called softly.

"Master, master."

Seeing that the Dark Lord ignored him, the man had no choice but to step aside silently, kneeling on one knee and waiting.

Someone took the lead, but the Dark Lord didn't express his opinion, and the others followed suit, all crawling like fat silkworms.

Qi Qi crawled over and kissed Tom's clothes, and then stepped aside one by one and knelt on one knee reverently. It was quite spectacular to form a circle.

As time passed, in addition to the first dozen people who had just arrived, more than a dozen people apparated one after another.

These people were a little surprised at the moment, and they all had the same thoughts as Lucius' first encounter with Shaw's disguised Voldemort.

The Dark Lord has become younger, his expression is not crazy, his eyes are extremely deep, and his demeanor is not dark or crazy at all.

But these Death Eaters became more and more frightened.

The crazy and powerful Dark Lord is indeed terrifying.

A dark lord who could suppress madness and yet be wise was beyond words.

Lucius was indeed the most surprised person, he always felt that the Dark Lord this time was different from what he saw last time.

Xiao Er watched Tom's silent pretentiousness, and sighed that he had learned and learned, some leadership qualities are really innate.

Seeing that no one was coming, Tom lowered his head to the sky, and glanced slightly at the Death Eaters who were kneeling on the ground.

He took a step forward with his hands behind his hands, and said in a neither sad nor happy voice.

"Selwyn, come out."

Among the Death Eaters, one man nearly passed out when he heard himself being called first.

He was none other than Selwyn, and ten years ago, apart from Karkaroff, he was the one who provided the most list of Death Eaters to the Ministry of Magic.

So, today, I'm afraid I'm going to die.

Chapter 124 Measurable Loyalty

Selwyn was so terrified that he couldn't hold on to himself, he had no ability to move at all, and only cared about swinging.

Two Death Eaters beside him, who didn't know who they were, simply took one of his arms and lifted the limp Selwyn to Tom's face.

As soon as the two hands loosened, Selwyn "plopped" on the ground like soft mud.

He wasn't a tough guy, otherwise he wouldn't have been caught by the Ministry of Magic, and he would have started to reveal information without being forced to ask.

Tom took out a wand with a silver bone handle and wiped it carefully with a white cloth, neither expressing his opinion nor taking any further action.

But the oppressive feeling became more and more serious. It was like the calm before the storm, and the Death Eaters couldn't help but hold their breath.

Slowly, Selwyn's mind was completely occupied by his own fear, and he felt like he was about to pee.

He looked up in despair at the still calm Dark Lord, fearing that he would be killed by the Killing Curse the next moment.

As soon as he was cruel, he began to recognize his mistake with snot and tears, kowtow and bang bang on the mud.

"Master, I was wrong, master, I was really wrong! Please give me another chance."

Tom took a step back without any trace, and a trace of disgust flashed in his calm eyes. Is this the virtue of Voldemort's subordinates?

Immediately, with a wave of the wand, it did not release the Cruciatus Curse or the Killing Curse that everyone thought it was, but simply pushed Selwyn aside violently, so that this disgusting guy would stay away from him.

Then the voice said kindly.

"Don't be afraid, my friend. In this world, all mistakes can be redeemed. Tell me, Selwyn, what can you pay for your mistakes?"

All the Death Eaters were stunned for a moment, and then they all came back to their senses.

Dark Lord, be pragmatic.

No more talking about loyalty and ideals.

Is this good or bad?

Everyone didn't know what to think for a while, only Lucius was not too surprised. Although the Dark Lord this time has changed in momentum and temperament from the last time he saw it.

This idea of ​​being so calm that he no longer uses torture is consistent with the idea of ​​​​only looking at benefits.

But it is very difficult to work under such a Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord gave the way, but Selwyn hesitated.

As long as the patriarch has some brains and wants to continue the family, there is no reason to pay outside.

Now is not the time when the Black Demon first started to gain momentum, and he would take the initiative to sell to pure blood, all kinds of big cakes, and the property he grabbed later was also divided by everyone, otherwise who would mess with him?

When Selwyn weighed whether his own life was more important than the continuation of the family.

Tom directly issued the decision letter, waved his silver sleeve, and said in a clear voice.

"10 Galleons, the seat of the Hogwarts school board, will be handed over to Lucius within ten days, if not, Selwyn's direct line and next of kin will all perish!"

"Hiss!" *N

There was a sound of gasping for air.

The Dark Lord's punishment is to completely destroy the Selwyn family, and it is really not as strong as killing Selwyn directly.

In the small closed society of only tens of thousands of people in the British magic world, if you want to earn enough [-] Galleons, even if the purebloods have the right to have money and channels, even if every investment does not lose a penny, it will take at least three generations. the efforts of those above.

All the Death Eaters at the scene, no matter how pure-blooded they were, there were no more than five families that could come up with this sum of money at once.

Of course, this does not include Selwyn. Shoveling his family's land clean, plus a little premium for the school board seats representing social status, is probably just enough.

I'm afraid the Dark Lord didn't make up his mind a long time ago.

Selwyn suddenly became extraordinarily brave, and quickly crawled up to Tom and begged to die.

"Master, I am a selfish villain, I am a shameful traitor, I am willing to use death to atone for my sin, please kill me."

Tom's facial features are actually quite strong, but there is always a gloomy look in his eyes that cannot be erased.

With a slight hook in his mouth, he smiled warmly at Selwyn, but gave the other party the feeling that the devil was alive.

"Death cannot offset your sins. Living in poverty is the greatest punishment for you."

Seeing Selwyn's eyes widen, he took out his wand in a panic, trembling and wanting to hit himself.

Tom said in a hurry.

"Don't rush to see Merlin, I heard that you still have a son studying at Hogwarts."

The courage that Selwyn had accumulated just now was drained in an instant, and he fell to the ground and began to cry.

Tom didn't care about him, it was just a chicken to scare others.

He stepped up and walked towards the Death Eaters who were kneeling on the ground and trembling.

While pacing in the circle, he patted their drooping heads one by one like patting little chickens, and said with some sighs.

"I died once and lived again. This made me understand a truth. Loyalty can be measured. It is useless to rely on force and threats of life and death. If you want loyalty to be infinitely high, it will be unaffordable." The price of betrayal."

Tom's tone was inexplicable when he photographed a Death Eater with platinum hair peeking out from under his mask.

"Lucius!"