Voldemort was placed in a specially padded armchair in the manor. He curled up like a baby with gloomy and angry eyes. He had received news from the Returnees early on, but because of the special circumstances and his physical condition, Voldemort did not co here imdiately.
He was conceited and took it for granted that as long as he ca in front of Barty, he would recognize him and feel sad and regretful for his previous stupid behavior.
However, Voldemort never imagined that Barty was still believe in Sean. This Death Eaters subordinate, this most passionate and loyal servant ever, didnt even recognize himself. Thinking of this, Voldemorts chest heaved violently, and the killing intent in his heart couldnt be stopped no matter what.
Beside him, a chunky man in a plain robe felt his Masters anger and confusion. The man dared not lift his head for fear that Voldemorts anger would affect him.
The door was pushed open, and a wizard with a gloomy complexion ca in. He had a red bulbous nose, glasses as thick as the bottom of a wine bottle, and ssy hair hanging greasy on his shoulders. On the surface, it looks like a mad scientist who often appears on TV.
My lord. He called to Voldemort.
Voldemort turned his back to him so as not to let the other party see the gloom and anger in his eyes; he said in a deep voice, Whats the matter?
The wizard laughed nervously, We have a little bit of trouble. Barty has learned Occluncy very well.
Voldemort snorted coldly, Dont worry about it; I just want his mory. I dont care whether he is alive or not.
He was furious with Barty to the extre.
The wizard licked his lips excitedly, Of course I know that. But such powerful wizards with Occluncy are rare. Barty is a very good test subject, and I want to keep him. It would be a waste to make him dead.
There was an excitent in the tone of the wizard.
Voldemort said impatiently, I just need to know. As long as you can do it, he is yours. You can test him however you like.
Since youve said so, then Ill be on my way.
The wizard rubbed his hands excitedly. He ca here to find an excellent test subject, and the Master agreed, which excited him extrely. Not long after the wizard left, the chunky man standing next to Voldemort walked to the door, opened his ears, listened, and turned around with a look of horror.
Master, Crouch Crouchs screams He swallowed, panic in his eyes.
Bartys scream of pain even penetrated the underground prison.
Shut it, Wormtail, said Voldemort coldly.
Yes, master.
You worthless wretch Voldemort said disgustedly.
Wormtail lowered his head and walked back to Voldemorts side. Bartys cries of pain lasted for a long ti before subsiding, and the wizard returned to the room again.
This is what you want, my lord. The wizards face was stained with blood, but he didnt care; his face was full of excitent.
Wormtail quickly walked over to take the mory vial from his hand, glanced at it carefully, and imdiately lowered his head. Unlike normal mories, the mories in the mory bottle gave off a weak feeling, as if they were about to dissipate.
The way they extract mories is probably different from that of normal wizards.
Voldemort nodded in satisfaction and said coldly, Hes yours now.
Thank you for your generosity, my lord. The wizard smiled and quickly left the room.
He was going to see the reward that he had gotten.
Wormtail, Voldemort snorted.
Yes, master Wormtail moved imdiately, moved the Pensieve over, and shook the mory strand into the basin.
After gently stirring it a few tis with a wand, a scene began to erge in the basin, and Wormtail imdiately bowed his head and backed away. Voldemort stretched out his face with difficulty and sank into the Pensieve.
The scene in front of him had changed. Voldemort glanced; of course, he knew this place; it was the Malfoy manor. Voldemorts anger flared up again.
He sent out a signal that he had returned, but because Wallup changed the Dark Mark, only a few people received the news. Those Death Eaters are branded with the Wallup Dark Mark.
But Lucius and his wife have never responded, and the two seem to have stayed in the manor and refused to show up, which made it impossible for him to get in touch with other Death Eaters.
Sly fox Voldemort snorted.
He looked at the scene in front of him. Much healthier Barty was kneeling on the ground. His face was full of fanaticism, mixed with so pride of being praised by his Master alone. Those loyal eyes, that unwavering belief, were Bartys expressions when facing him.
Right before him, Barty has sworn his loyalty to another person.
That face was one that Voldemort would never forget. Voldemorts rage was at its peak, and he even wished at this mont that it wasnt a mory. In that way, he can directly kill that disgusting Wallup kid.
But mory is mory, and it will only show him a glimpse of what happened.
Master, please tell what to do as much as you want, and I will complete all the tasks you entrusted at all costs! Barty knelt.
Sean turned around with a smile on his face.
Barty, my friend. Do you feel that I only talk to you when I have sothing for you to do?
Barty looked hesitant, but he shook his head imdiately, No, master, anything from you is my highest honor.
Sean looked at him calmly and laughed in a voice familiar to Voldemort, Barty, when did you learn to lie to your master?
No, I have absolutely nothing to hide from you, Barty lowered his head lower. I just want to prove my loyalty to you.
Sean stroked Naja, allowing this dangerous animal to move on his body.
Barty, did you have a little fight with Bellatrix before? He asked in a casual tone.
Barty hesitated and nodded, Yes, on the way to carry out the task, I think Bellatrix acted unnecessarily.
Sean laughed, Thats not a big deal. My friend, are you jealous of Bellatrix? Because shes the first Death Eater Ive ever t.
Yes, master. Barty gritted his teeth, finally admitted, and imdiately explained urgently, I am more loyal than her. There is no more loyal servant than in the world .
Looking at this mory, Voldemort wanted to grind his teeth.
What did I do to make you dissatisfied? Barty beca anxious.
Barty, Barty, Barty. Sean said his na three tis.
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Sean interrupted what Barty was about to say.
Barty, you really let down.
Barty gulped, and Voldemorts face sank as he watched all this.
Do you know why Im disappointed? Sean asked.
I Barty was a little uncertain.
Sean patted him on the shoulder, My friend, I thought that the relationship between us didnt need to be discussed again.
Bartys eyes widened, filled with surprise and pride. He went to Bellatrix first, not because he trusted Bellatrix the most, but because he felt that after his return, among the Death Eaters, Bellatrix was the first subordinate worthy of his complete trust.
Voldemort is shown in the image of Sean, who wants to win their hearts and win over Bellatrix, a loyal and powerful Death Eater.
Bartys breathing was heavy with excitent, but he didnt know that his expression was so dazzling in Voldemorts eyes.
Bastard Voldemort looked at Sean.
Seans tone was casual, but this attitude was exactly what Barty longed for.
Barty, rember what we talked about? Sean raised his brows, You know my past. We also have such a cowardly, incompetent, and disgusting father, and we all have the sa goals. Only you, Barty, I feel like I saw the young .
Barty was excited and moved. He wanted to kneel down again but was stopped by Sean. In his eyes, fanaticism has completely taken over him. It can even be said that Barty took the initiative to let fanaticism and loyalty occupy his brain.
To be recognized by the Dark Lord was sothing he chased, and this is sothing Barty had always dread of. Voldemort watched all this and opened his eyes wide; apart from anger, he was even slightly surprised.
Why does Sean know what he once said to Barty? Why does he know his past?
Dumbledore and Grindelwald knew about his origins, but how could a child know about him in that conversation?
This news completely shocked Voldemort. In the mory, Sean was satisfied with Bartys fanaticism, and he could confidently start his brainwashing plan.
My friend, I called you out because I have sothing to tell you. Do you understand what I an? Sean said in a deep voice.
Yes, master. Barty imdiately lowered his head, Even if I die, I will still protect your secret.
Its not that serious. Sean waved his hand casually, Its just a little bit of a problem.
Bartys face imdiately showed a stern look, Master
Seans face beca gloomy, Its not sothing you can deal with, Barty. You know that I have been preparing to take away Wallups body.
Yes, Master. You have succeeded, Barty said imdiately.
While it was successful, it also left so troubles behind. Seans face turned dark, In this world, no one studies the soul as thoroughly as I do, but there is always sothing that bugs .
Master, you have mastered a power that no one else can master.
Sean sneered, Of course. Its just that there are so problems as my soul has been divided into small pieces.
What?! Barty was shocked and anxious, Master, what do you need to do? Should I help you retrieve those pieces?
No, Barty, Sean said leisurely, You can treat them as impurities in my soul. Although it is troubleso, I made so improvents.
I sorted out the garbage in my body, Sean said lightly.
Watching all this, Voldemorts body moved.
Wallup! Voldemort yelled angrily.
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