Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 417 Fort Annick
"Boom."

In the silent chamber, only the sound of Duke Baelish's fall echoed.

Except for the Death Eaters and Dumbledore, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

"Voldemort... hey."

Dumbledore sighed, but couldn't speak anymore.

The queen's eyes also showed unkindness, and the court wizards and guards with guns all aimed their weapons at Voldemort.

The war seemed imminent, but Voldemort still sat leisurely on the Black Snake Throne.

The Marquess of Tully stared at the corpse of Duke Baelish in astonishment, and then looked at Voldemort in disbelief.

He really couldn't understand how that talkative and gentle person became a murderer in the blink of an eye.

Although he had heard the legend of this man before, the first time he saw him act like this, the Marquis of Tully was caught off guard.

"You killed a Grand Duke of England."

An unknown old man wearing a duke's costume roared and said.

"Yes, I know, Lord Baelish, I killed him."

Voldemort nodded, the ferocity in his eyes never retreated, because the devil was still there all the time.

"But I don't think I've done anything wrong, folks, on the contrary, I think you've made a mistake."

His backlash made everyone feel unreasonable, but at the same time they all wanted to hear Voldemort's reasons.

"I think you know me well enough, gentlemen, nobles, royals, that you know what I am, and yet let him scold me."

Voldemort stood up, his eyes swept across the rows of black muzzles and wands, and the hum of the machine rang in his ears.

"You are watching him go to death, and now, you are also watching these gunmen and court wizards go to death, Queen Elizabeth, war, is this the result you want?"

As he asked, he mobilized Suoming Botu back in front of him.

During this process, he felt that his control over Naboto was a little obscure, but he didn't care too much.

After all, at the moment when the war is about to start, when the adrenaline is soaring, manipulating such a powerful wave map will inevitably decrease in the control of magic due to excitement.

"Everyone, lay down your arms, including you, Dark Lord, I think peace is better for you and me, isn't it?"

The queen's gaze slowly moved away from the fallen Duke Baelish, and then she spoke.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

said Voldemort, laughing, and was the first to withdraw his wand.

But Suoming Botu, which was gathered in front of him, still rolled and hovered there.

If a battle happens, he can immediately inject magic power into it, making the Life Suffering Botu into a net, devouring all the lives in front of him.

That's slower than a bullet, but definitely faster than other people's spells.

As for his safety.

The Iron Armor Curse has been hovering over his left hand in the sleeve without stopping for a moment.

As long as he needed, he could fly up to the tall dome of the meeting hall while casting the Iron Armor Curse instantly.

When it comes to combat experience and strength, he is not afraid of anyone.

This is the capital he dares to be arrogant anywhere.

If the enemy dares to attack, it is necessary for England to prepare a new king.

"Put your spells away, Dark Lord, this is only a meeting."

Queen Elizabeth signaled the guards around her to get out of the way, looked straight at Voldemort and said, "I think the life of Duke Baelish is enough to dispel your anger, so tell me why you came."

"Observers, what are they?"

At the same time as Voldemort asked, he retracted the ripples of death into his sleeve, but they did not spread out.

"No comment, Dark Lord, just like the secret of your rebirth, we have not tried to find out."

The queen's straightforward refusal did not surprise Voldemort.

This was originally a test, at least proving that the Observer really came from these kingships.

"I need a castle, but I don't have land."

Voldemort's words made the chamber instantly noisy.

The nobles thought he must be crazy, except for one problem, that is to ask for land?
Not to mention whether this request is reasonable or not, at least the death of Duke Baelish made everyone feel that it was not worth it.

"It's still possible to set aside a piece of land in the kingdom, but it needs to be reviewed, and I don't think it will take too long." The queen thought for a moment and gave the answer directly.

"Fort Annick, I want it," said Voldemort.

This somewhat rude request left everyone at a loss as to what to say.

Voldemort didn't care about their astonishment, he sat peacefully on the Black Snake Throne, quietly waiting for the answer.

He wanted this castle because of Lin Zuo's memory.

Lin Zuo himself is a fan of Harbin, and the filming location of that movie is Annick Castle, which is the reason why he chose this castle.

Of course, if Hogwarts could also be included in the selection list, then he would not hesitate to change the option.

But Dumbledore would never agree, so Voldemort never made this request to him.

"This needs to be discussed, wait a moment."

After the queen finished speaking, she signaled several princes to approach her throne, and they started discussing on the spot.

She finally understood that if she didn't give Voldemort an answer today, this fellow would not let it go.

It seems that the description of Voldemort's personality change in the information they collected is still not accurate enough.

At least from their point of view, the Dark Lord in front of him was still as fierce as ten years ago... no, it should be said that he was even worse than that.

"After discussion, we are willing to present Fort Annick to you as a congratulatory gift for you becoming king in the wizarding world."

In the queen's words, there was a meaning of agreeing with the fact that Voldemort was crowned king.

But at the same time, she also said that she would not do more.

Such as publishing in the Muggle world, or resorting to the meaning of paper.

"Thank you, Queen Elizabeth." Voldemort smiled and nodded, indicating that he could accept the result.

At least this rash intrusion has given him everything he wanted.

As for Duke Baelish's death, it would indeed cause disharmony between the two parties, but he himself did not intend to have a deeper communication with the other party.

Again:
A throne not won by war, flashy.

From Voldemort's point of view, sooner or later there will be a battle between him and the nagging observers.

And the royal power and nobles standing behind the observer are also destined to be his enemies.

"We would like to know your opinion on the [International Statute of Secrecy], Dark Lord, which will determine how we will get along in the future."

After agreeing on the previous question, Lord Tully asked instead of the Queen.

"Respect, and continue to implement, Marquess Tully, we will not take the initiative to violate the [International Statute of Secrecy]."

Voldemort put away [The Devil's Moment], and his words became gentle again.

As for whether his answer is sincere or false, it is up to these people in front of him to judge.

Anyway, he himself would not speak out what was in his heart.

(End of this chapter)