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The arm that cast the spell was restrained, and the tip of his nose was inhaled with a faint and cool fragrance along with his shallow breath.

All the tiny senses that he had not noticed just now were magnified. With such a close contact, Tom Riddle could even see the transparent fuzz on the white face of the silver-haired boy in the sunlight.

Such an intimate gesture made Tom Riddle feel disgusted and uncomfortable.

He pulled his arms out and sat on the sofa, watching Wenxiu Lord reach into a paper bag and take out dozens of gift boxes of various kinds.

"These gifts were carefully selected by me personally. These are the cookies I made myself."

Wenxiu Lord picked up the gifts one by one. Each package was different, and he could tell what was inside without opening them.

Not only should you describe what's inside, but you should also tell what happened when he encountered this thing.

Even though he made it all up, Tom Riddle believed it.

I have to say, sometimes if you go out more often and see more people and things, even if you are lying, your lies will be more convincing.

The man listened to his introductions one by one, becoming more and more impatient. "I want to experience the surprise of opening the remaining gifts myself. Wen Xiu, I have to go to a meeting now. Do you want to go with me?"

He was in no mood to listen to the foolish experiences of a young man whose head was full of love.

It seemed that the silver-haired boy's remarks just now were so paranoid and almost pathological that Tom Riddle relaxed his guard against him a little.

He planned to take Wenxiu Lord with him to the meeting to observe the boy's reaction so as to completely bind the boy to his own power.

After rolling his eyes in his heart, Wenxiu Lord showed joy on his face, "Of course I want to, I am also one of your followers, right?"

The man was very satisfied with the follower's self-proclaimed name, Wenxiu Lord.

He waved his hand to shrink the gifts piled around him and put them back into the bag. He picked up the mask on the table, covered his face with it, and stood up.

The pure white mask makes the man look mysterious and elegant.

"Let's go, my loyal Wen Xiu."

Since Wenxiu Lord said he was willing to do anything for me, he would probably be willing to become a Death Eater.

As long as the mark of Voldemort is stamped on the young man, there will be no way back even if this person regrets it.

Hearing his words, Wenxiu Lord sneered inwardly, stood beside him, lowered his eyes and smiled, and said coaxing words that satisfied the man.

"Yes, My Lord."

Tom Riddle strode ahead with a tall figure under a dark wizard robe. The silver chain hanging in front of the collar of the wizard robe swayed with the man's steps.

There were two figures in the corridor, one bright and one dark, like the moonlight at night and a dark corner, or like a person and his own shadow.

But the dark ones are people, and the bright ones are shadows that can swallow people at any time.

In the conference hall, everyone should have been silent, either standing or sitting in their seats.

The atmosphere now is a bit weird.

The eyes of the Death Eaters present were all focused on the two people sitting at the top seats on both sides of the main seat.

One looks so miserable as if he will die at any moment, while the other looks bright and beautiful like a peacock with its feathers spread out.

I always feel that there is a serious divide in this conference hall. One side is freezing cold, while the other side is blindingly bright.

This morning, I saw several of Wenxiu Lord's Death Eaters communicating with each other calmly with their eye contact. I had some guesses about the current situation.

Bellatrix's wounds had been tended to.

Some had healed, but others had been wounded by spells she didn't know about, and neither healing spells nor potions could heal the wounds.

Blood was still seeping out through the fabric of the clothes that had been repaired.

Lucius, who was sitting opposite her, frowned at the strong smell of blood on her body, and there was only disgust in his cold gray eyes.

"You are really uneducated. Didn't Mrs. Lucretia Black teach you not to appear in such an occasion like this? It's really an insult to the Black family name."

'Fortunately, Wen Xiu won't be here, otherwise I'm afraid he would be in trouble.' Lucius thought.

The cold grey pupils moved down to Bellatrix's wound, and the gaze was as if it was looking at some cheap decoration that did not fit in with the manor.

The platinum young man's arrogant look and disdainful expression reminded Bella of Wenxiu Lord.

The expression on her face instantly became ferocious, and the veins on the back of her hand holding the wand bulged.

"Put away your arrogance Malfoy, or I don't mind letting you know the consequences of angering me."

As the cold voice fell, a sound as clear as the morning sun was heard by everyone present along with the sound of the door opening.

"Oh, I didn't know you were qualified to overstep your authority and punish the Lord's subordinates."

Two figures, one black and one silver, walked into the room. Everyone's eyes uncontrollably fell on the silver-haired boy, with shock in their eyes that could not be completely concealed.

The man who entered the room first had sinister scarlet eyes, and everyone who looked at him felt as if they were being suffocated by a poisonous snake.

He walked to the main seat and sat down. The young man who had just spoken naturally stood behind him, drew out the magic wand in his hand and looked contemptuous.

"It seems that the wounds I left on you were not enough and not painful enough, which is why you dare to take over my business like this."

Venthu Lord leaned down and whispered to Tom Riddle, "My Lord, you should not be so merciful to let her go. Only Cruciatus Cruciatus can make her obey."

Although the suggestion was made in a low voice, every word was heard clearly by everyone present, making them feel cold all over.

A madman, a madman even crazier than Bellatrix Black.

He actually dared to give the Lord words that sounded like an order, and he was the Lord's most trusted subordinate.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the scream that was about to echo through the castle.

The platinum youth's hands, which were placed under the table, had now clenched their trouser legs so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He wanted to say something, but found that his fear and awe of the man prevented him from speaking.

The pleasant scream of Wenxiu Lord that everyone had expected did not come out. Instead, they heard the joyful chuckle of the man sitting on the main seat.

"You are right. Then it is up to you to make her obedient, my Wenxiu."

Bella really needed to be punished, and he also wanted to see how far Wenxiu Lord could go.

The silver-haired boy did not refuse, but just curled the wand in his hand into a flower with some distress.

"I don't know how to use Cruciatus Curse to kill people. It takes too much time. I only know the Death Curse."

A frustrated expression appeared on the harmless face, as if Wenxiu Lord was not talking about not being able to cast the Unforgivable Curse, but not knowing what to eat this morning.

There was a smile on his lips when he said this, but it made many people present break out in cold sweat.

It's fate.

Among those who sent people to attack Wenxiu Lord in the first few months after the Lord family was announced, several of them happened to be present.

Now those family heads were so guilty that they dared not raise their heads.

If you don’t know, you might think that I was hung on the street lamp of a transparent capitalist with a few other people.

Not expecting to hear such an answer, Tom Riddle's eyes turned blood red under his mask.

He stood up, and his cold voice echoed in the cold and silent room. "I'll teach you."