Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 815 Voldemort: I am the father of the child!

In the house, Ryan's voice fell.

A golden clock condensed and formed on Ryan's chest, flew towards the TV, and sank into it.

After the rustling sound, a small island looming in the storm gradually emerged.

The picture zoomed in, in Azkaban prison, the Death Eaters were praying before dinner.

In front of the bonfire, there were rats, bats, and skewers of horkrup.

They sizzled in the light of the fire.

"The great and holy Lord of the Dark Arts will restore his heartbeat in 37 weeks, regain consciousness in 100 days, restore strength in ten days and months, and finally regain the world in one day!"

Kate listened to these pious voices that made her sick, and raised her eyebrows unhappily, "Where is Voldemort?"

"Look at the black smoke on the bonfire." With Ryan's reminder, she realized that the black smoke was not a metabolite of the barbecue process.

It was like a dark cloud gradually condensing and forming above the bonfire.

Finally, a vague figure emerged.

"Really!" Kate patted Ryan's thigh.

Although the outline of the figure was blurry, it was like watching through a layer of foggy glass window.

But the blood-red eyes, the characteristics of no nose and only two slits, no doubt explained the identity of the person.

As the shadow descended beside the bonfire,

from Bellatrix's husband, Rodolphus Lestrange, carefully moved away from her for a few steps,

and her natural behavior of sticking to him,

it further proved that the shadow was Voldemort.

"Master, you finally appeared! Bella has been looking forward to your resurrection!" Bella's voice was tense with excitement, her black face flushed, and her swollen eyes were filled with tears of joy.

"Bella." Voldemort's hand touched her head, Bella lowered her head and put her head on his thigh.

Rubbing like a big black cat.

Rodolphus Lestrange, like other Death Eaters, looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, as if he had seen and heard nothing.

"Love is just an illusion," Voldemort narrowed his blood-red eyes, "White wizards like Dumbledore have always talked about love as if it was in their hands.

My eyes can see through everything.

I am the greatest wizard in human history, the most accomplished Legilimency master in the world!

'Seeing is believing', this is the way we should fight.

I have torn my chest, seen countless hearts that claim to have love,

smashed skulls, and read countless boring brains.

I have come to the conclusion!

Only fear is real .

Love is a disease, something that should be abandoned.

It makes people fragile!

Even

If Dumbledore didn't have it, I'm afraid I wouldn't have lived to adulthood! "Voldemort paused, and squeezed out a smile on his face, "But it can't be said to be a bad thing."

Voldemort pressed his long, pale index finger on Bella's face, "Because of it, I have a daughter.

This is an amazing achievement, she has great potential.

She may even be my continuation.

Although I don't need it. "

Bella smiled morbidly.

However, at this time, Rodolphus on the side couldn't sit still.

Facing the serious issue of the child's bloodline, he mustered up the courage for the first time.

He said in a muffled voice with his neck stiff: "The child has the chin of the Lestrange family. Master. I have confirmed it. "

Hum!

Voldemort snorted coldly,

and the invisible big hand pressed Rodolphus to the ground.

Bella was still rubbing Voldemort's thigh by herself.

Rabastan Lestrange, Rodolphus's brother, lowered his head even lower.

"You are just one of the members who provided the basic materials like Crouch Jr. and Rabastan (Voldemort didn't know that Harry also joined in the dream and was the leader)!

It was my power that made it come into being!

I am the father of the child!

You should feel honored that your lowly blood can be part of my dark daughter!" Voldemort sneered.

Bella on the side suddenly seemed to remember something and knelt down on the ground, "Master!

Your humble servant Bella once thought of killing her.

In order not to delay your plan!

I didn't know she was your daughter!"

Rodolphus was full of black lines: Can my daughter be killed?

In response, Voldemort just sneered: "Do you think you can hurt her, my daughter?

If you really succeed, the result is that you will be rebounded by her power and lose your life.

You are lucky, Bella."

"One more thing!" Bella was still crawling on the ground, "She is in Hogwarts now!

When I dared to offend her, she went to Hogwarts!

Will this happen, I mean"

Then, Bella tentatively said this title, "our daughter"

Seeing that Voldemort did not respond, he continued excitedly: "She is in Hogwarts. Will it happen."

Voldemort waved his hand: "I just said what kind of person Dumbledore is.

He believes in love to the point of stupidity!

Naively believe that everything can be resolved by love.

So, Bella. Such a he will treat my daughter well, maybe better than Harry Potter!

After all, he can detect my daughter's powerful magical potential!

He wants to use love to influence her, so as to prevent her from being like me. "

Voldemort laughed harshly.

Mulcerb and his son, who had nothing to do with the matter, and Travers laughed together.

"Is she really okay?

I heard that the traitor Snape is also in Hogwarts - as a potion professor!

We all know how sinister and vicious he is.

For the victory of the Order of the Phoenix, he sacrificed his favorite woman - Lily Evans (Rodolphus thought so).

And he is a great potion master.

He can kill people invisibly with potions.

No matter how great your daughter of darkness is.

But she is still a child.

Will Snape secretly poison this child? Just to eliminate the threat! "Rodolphus said worriedly.

Although his master denied his qualifications as a father.

But the master's words also clearly mentioned that the child did have the blood of the Lestrange family.

So, in his opinion. Isn't the child still his daughter?

At most, there are three more fathers.

Rabastan is his younger brother, also from the Lestrange family.

The Crouch family is also one of the sacred twenty-eight families, and they themselves have relatives.

And the master is a descendant of the great Slytherin.

At the moment, this daughter is even more important in his heart.

So much so that he dared to deny the master's conclusion.

"How dare you!" Bella stood up angrily-for her husband's transgression.

But Voldemort was not angry, he patted Bella on the shoulder, "Bella. He is just worried about our child. "

When Bella heard "we", she fell on Voldemort as if her bones were taken out.

Forgot everything.

Voldemort continued to smile and said: "Also, Snape can't do this.

There - at Hogwarts, besides the threats I have sensed these days, there is another me."