Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

A shrill scream resounded throughout the room.

This is an abandoned manor, the hall is full of dust, the tortured man is rolling back and forth on the dusty marble floor, his light blond hair is covered with dust, his clothes are covered with dust It was so torn.

But those people around the hall just lowered their heads, shrunk away from sight, didn't look, didn't go...pretending not to hear.

"Master... please forgive me..."

The man's pleas became hoarse and weak, and his eyes were painful and lax.

But occasionally his line of sight would sweep across a corner.

Standing there was a woman with her head held high and her chest upright, even though she was crying and biting her lip, she didn't say a word.

That was his wife. This was probably the most painful and desperate thing for him. He absolutely didn't want his beloved wife to see him like this.

It's not because of any ridiculous self-esteem, but what he knows best in his heart. Seeing him in such a state of embarrassment, Narcissa will suffer no less than himself. They are all the kind who put their family members in the most important position people.

But this kind of torture would not stop at all, and the feeling of digging bones fell on him, and he realized how terrible it was. Lucius wanted to die, but he couldn't do it.

Draco is just a student who will start sixth grade in the next semester. Although Doris is an adult, she has been in poor health due to premature birth. It doesn't look good.

Lucius desperately pictured the faces of the two children over and over again in his mind, perhaps this would keep him sane and prevent him from falling into endless madness like the Longbottoms.

Lucius told himself that he can't die, he can't die yet, he can't lose his mind, stay awake, he can't fall, Malfoy still needs himself.

Therefore, he still shouted words of begging for mercy, but Lucius's mind was full of his wife and children. Only in this way could he endure this punishment.

Lucius' eyes gradually lost focus, this was already his limit, his voice became broken and incoherent, people couldn't tell what he was saying, this was a terrible performance.

Snape stood up silently, and called softly: "Master, Malfoy can hardly take it anymore."

He just told Lucius' current situation so simply. Hearing Snape's words, Narcissa, who had always been strong and refused to bow her head, couldn't help but let out a mournful cry. In a low voice, she never made any sound. In order to keep himself quiet, he even bit his own lip.

She looked at the terrifying existence in the middle of the hall almost beggingly, but no matter how anxious she was, she did not dare to speak casually. Even that sad cry, even if it was so small, would not necessarily be heard by people in the distance. The sound she heard made her tremble with fright.

She raised her hands, covered her mouth tightly, and looked in horror at the man sitting on a bench with eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

Voldemort slowly opened his eyes and looked at Snape. He didn't say anything, he just raised a hand, and the joints of his wrist moved, as if he was waving his hand lightly.

The Death Eater who had been torturing Lucius with the Cruciatus Curse bent over and retreated into the shadows of the hall, unable to see his face clearly.

Narcissa couldn't help but look at Lucius who had fainted, and stared at his chest carefully, making sure that she saw Lucius's chest was still rising and falling slightly, only to feel that her whole body lost its support, and she leaned back On the cold wall, try not to fall to the ground.

【Great, Lucius is still alive. 】

Voldemort glanced at everyone, and then said slowly, "I'm very upset that Lucius messed up the errand I gave him."

Everyone bowed their heads deeply, without saying a word, some even trembled slightly, they were afraid, afraid of this person in front of them.

"So, I give him the punishment he deserves, don't I?"

Voldemort looked at the trembling man in the corner, suddenly curled his mouth and smiled.

"Because Lucius is in charge of this mission, so you...you who accompanied him, I will not punish for the time being."

Those who went to the Ministry of Magic with Lucius and have not been caught by the Order of the Phoenix immediately knelt on one knee, loudly complimenting Voldemort's generosity and praising Voldemort's greatness, and they expressed their loyalty almost flatteringly. And grateful, someone even crawled and tried to get close to Voldemort, kissing his shoes.

Voldemort grimaced. He kicked the man away, then stood up, looking angry.

"But I'm angry! I'm very disappointed! To you!"

He grabbed the chin of Bellatrix who was close to him, and pinched Bellatrix's face so hard that it was almost deformed. He stared at Bellatrix's eyes with red eyes and said, "You tell Me, why did you guys fail? What do you think is the reason?"

Bellatrix stammered, "Master, this time I failed...the reason why I didn't get something this time..."

Voldemort laughed, he looked hideous like a ghost.

"Let me hear, what kind of reason can you give me!!! I really want to know what kind of reason you will give me to forgive you for this mistake..."

"Dumbledore!" Selwyn suddenly yelled, lying on the ground, calling out Dumbledore's name. "Master, it's Dumbledore! It's him and his Order of the Phoenix. If they hadn't caught us off guard, we wouldn't have failed!"

"Dumbledore~~"

Voldemort let go of Bellatrix, straightened himself up, stroked his bald head with both hands, and then said Dumbledore's name slowly in a chant. "It's Dumbledore~~"

The other Death Eaters were afraid and dared not speak, even if they were as arrogant as Bellatrix, they dared not say what they could do to Dumbledore. She lowered her head, trembling at Voldemort's feet.

"You were right in reminding, Selwyn, well said, it was Dumbledore..."

Voldemort narrowed his eyes and said, "So, I'll find a way to kill him."

Like the others, Snape, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his head. When he heard Voldemort say that he wanted to kill Dumbledore, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

That's Dumbledore!

Voldemort murmured, "Dumbledore... how can I kill him?"

He was pacing, and suddenly his toes hit a block.

Voldemort looked down at Lucius, who was still in a coma. He thought of something and suddenly smiled.

"At least, I need someone at Hogwarts, don't I?"

Snape froze. He thought he would hear his name from Voldemort's mouth later, but he didn't.

Because Voldemort said: "I remember, Malfoy had two children in that school, didn't he?"

With a bang, Snape turned his head slightly and saw Narcissa fell to the ground. There was actually a small coffee table beside her. Her body, waist, hit the coffee table hard, but Narcissa just sat there sluggishly. Dirty floor, face lost all color.

What did Voldemort's words represent? How could Narcissa not hear it?

"Narcissa~~" Voldemort looked over, and he whispered the words that made Narcissa despair most. "Bring your children here and let me see them, the next generation of Malfoy, won't you?"

Narcissa fell into an ice cave.