Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 562 The Plan and Greyback

"Barty, sit here."

Voldemort pointed to a seat immediately to his right, "Bella...you sit next to Wormtail."

(At this moment, the two of them saw a person standing on the edge of the long table in front of them, with a stooped figure... Very short, it was Wormtail, and he was struggling to adjust his newly installed silver prosthetic hand)

Barty Crouch Jr. blushed immediately, and he sat in the designated position trembling with excitement.

Bellatrix stared fixedly at little Cratchit, her eyes were full of jealousy, she was stunned for a long while, and then she obeyed Voldemort's order, and sat down next to Wormtail reluctantly.

Several people sat around a well-decorated long table,

On the astonishingly long desktop, various glass jars are placed in an orderly manner.

It is soaked with various permeable and weird potion materials and the stumps of different creatures. There are even jars... filled with eyeballs floating up and down, or in the translucent yellow solution, there are still a few wriggling brains floating around...

On the long table closest to Voldemort and little Crouch... there is a golden dragon, a large glass box...

The lid on the Jin Weng has been opened, and there is nothing inside.

But inside the glass box, there are layers of gray-white beetles surging, densely packed, piled up with each other, surging back and forth like a tide, constantly trying to climb over the upper layer of glass cover.

It kept hitting, making a—bang—bang sound.

It feels like the next moment will directly smash that layer of glass.

The decoration of other places in the hall is not much better, except for this long table that does not seem to appear in an underground tunnel, in this room there are only some horrible medieval torture instruments placed around the walls, placed in the middle of those faint blue magic fires.

... Chains, iron maidens, guillotines, hanging ropes, knives, piercing iron spears, iron crosses, blood-stained iron hooks... are some of the instruments of torture used to imprison and torture people.

It is full of experimental products, and it looks like it is dressed in Muggles...

Their bodies are mutilated and decomposed. Living people are more like living corpses... But compared to ordinary Yin corpses, blood corpses, and those wrinkled skin monsters that have appeared before... they are more human...or a little more alive.

These Muggles... Each one is Voldemort's experimental material. They are either hung on torture devices, or they are spinning invisible as if they were hung by invisible ropes...

In short, they seem to be imprisoned in the photo,
The Muggles just kept opening their eyes and opening their mouths, screaming in pain silently, they couldn't move a bit, they couldn't even breathe...

Perhaps only the cloudy eyes indicated that the Muggles were still alive, as if Voldemort's curse had frozen them in eternal pain.

Seeing that Crouch's eyes turned to the magic experiment materials curiously, Voldemort raised his arms with great interest and pointed at the Muggles.

"Well... that's right, it's exactly what you think, Batty! My magic experiment was successful. The plan can begin..."

"Master! Congratulations... Congratulations." Little Kraqi congratulated with great joy,
"So... when will you reappear in front of the world?... I really want to see my father wake up and realize how stupid he is..."

"Don't worry, Barty...it will be very soon, just one chance, and my plan will be completely launched. The world will change completely, Dumbledore, the Ministry of Magic...those inferior Muggles...everything will crawl under our feet. At that time, all pure-blood wizards will be able to walk in any place in the world with dignity...No one can stop them, and define what noble pure-blood wizards can't do..."

"It's been 13 years... I'm back again, this time I'll be even stronger... Does that old guy Dumbledore think I haven't noticed the changes in this world?"

"This time, I will turn the whole world upside down at once." Voldemort said slowly, staring at the magic experiment materials he had created.

"Master, when... can we start all this?"

Sensing that Voldemort was in a good mood, Little Kratch asked a little too much.

"I still need some preparations... My strength is not strong enough, and I haven't fully recovered..."

"Wormtail!" cried Voldemort suddenly, his calm, thoughtful voice unchanged, his eyes turned to young Cratchit. "Get a bottle of wine from Lucius..."

"Yes, it is... Master!"

Wormtail immediately stammered back.

Although the Dark Lord sounded in a good mood, Wormtail stood up trembling.

He looked so short sitting on the long table, and at first glance it looked as if Bellatrix was the only one sitting on the table.

Wormtail hurriedly removed the chair, ran to a small wooden door on the other side of the hall, left here, not long... He came back, and with his silver-glowing artificial hand, brought out a bottle of blood-red wine and three shiny crystal goblets to everyone.

Voldemort drew out his wand and nodded, and the bottle automatically poured three glasses of blood-red wine.

"Bella... This is your sister's wish. In order to relieve your blood addiction, she took great pains to buy this wine made by a blood-sucking goblin from a South American blood clan and spent a lot of money in Galleons."

"Thanks to you, I am temporarily hiding in this sewer tunnel, and I can still enjoy this high-end wine brought by the wealth of the Malfoy family...and the convenience..."

Voldemort turned his head and looked at Bellatrix slightly.

Little Crouch let out a sneer, but Wormtail didn't dare to laugh directly, but the probing gaze also showed the gloating in the little wizard's eyes.

Obviously, the Dark Lord's sarcasm made the Malfoys and Bellatrix very happy.

"No, it's not like that, Master! My sister and I will always serve you loyally..." Bellat Chris hurriedly defended, the fangs in her mouth were revealed in the dark green firelight, and the original strange charm of the female vampire completely disappeared.

At this moment, she was full of ferocity, revealing her essence as a monster.

Wormtail jumped as if being stepped on... and immediately moved away from the female vampire in fear.

Little Crouch also avoided his eyes in disgust.

As for Voldemort, he snorted coldly without speaking.

Bellatrix suddenly noticed something, and immediately retracted the fangs in her mouth and the blue blood vessels on her face.

"Master... I... I am loyal." She could only cry pitifully and plead.

"I have no doubts about this...Compared to Severus, who is swayed by the wind, and Malfoy, those flattering and incompetent people, you are indeed very loyal, and you paid a great price for me..."

Voldemort said lazily, the giant snake crawled out from nowhere, slowly wrapped around Voldemort's chair, climbed higher and higher, and put its body on the shoulder of the Dark Lord, swallowing a long bloody letter, and staring at everyone with its vertical eyes.

Bellatrix was so excited that bloody tears of gratitude filled her eyelids,
"It's just that being loyal doesn't mean being useful, or being obedient..." Voldemort then looked at Barty Cratch Jr. again, and asked meaningfully, "Do you think so, Barty?"

Little Crouch reacted immediately, he stood up and said tremblingly,
"Master, I... I... I made a very serious mistake. I shouldn't have taken it too far, trying to kill Harry through the selection mechanism of the top ten tournament... This... This is completely against your order."

However, Voldemort did not blame Crouch Jr. for this, he just slightly accentuated his tone, and continued to say calmly, "Of course you are wrong, that stupid, clumsy... idiot scheme full of loopholes, not only made Harry Potter a successful champion in the Top Ten Tournament, but also almost exposed himself..."

"You need to know your father's current position and identity... not only is it very useful for us to know the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore's movements, it is also an indispensable part of the great plan I am about to implement..." Voldemort said sternly.

"Master..." Little Kraqi's face was full of embarrassment and fear.

"Of course, the current situation just gave me a new plan... which can be added to the original plan. With your current status, it should be easy to do this."

"However, Barty...you must know one important thing:...it must be me who killed Harry Potter, and it must be me."

As soon as Voldemort finished speaking, there was a scream of pain from his body, like an alarm sounding,... as if affirming his words.

Voldemort's body froze, the sinister smile disappeared from his face,
His pair of red eyes opened suddenly, and he looked up... as if he saw someone who was far away, not here...

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely cold and sinister, and the air was completely stagnant... Bellatrix looked at the Dark Lord with an extremely disturbed expression, her lips parted slightly, her body trembled, and she looked even more frightened.

Little Cratchit couldn't figure out what had happened to cause Voldemort to be so angry.

At the same time, the giant snake suddenly became restless. It raised its body angrily, opened its mouth wide, and made a hissing sound.

"...yes, I feel it too," said Voldemort coldly, and then he made that unsettling hiss in Parseltongue, as if communicating with the giant snake.

After the giant snake calmed down, Voldemort didn't do anything else, he just stroked the giant snake's head silently.

However, everyone present knew that the Dark Lord's mood had completely deteriorated.

Several people were silent and did not speak, but in the end, little Kraqi couldn't bear it, so he asked tentatively in a low voice.

"What happened? Master?"

"Nothing, there are no surprises in our grand plan... It's just a little bug that surprises me again and again...

"...tonight he escaped my control and lifted my curse three years ago." Voldemort replied coldly.

Bella and Batty were very surprised and a little overwhelmed.

"Barty, besides Harry Potter, you are at Hogwarts... remember to keep an eye out for a student named McGuffin Albert..."

"what?"

"A Mudblood, a very special little wizard...you'll know it when you see him."

When Bellatrix heard the name, her fangs flashed angrily again, and her eyes were full of hatred.

Then, Voldemort said, "Okay, this reminds me of one thing... We must speed up our plan. Bella... go outside... bring that werewolf in!"

Bellatrix looked up at her master in surprise.

"Go and call Fenrir in... I know he's already outside." Voldemort said again, raising his eyes, those two pairs of slit-like red eyes were shining brightly, blood red... almost bleeding.

Bellatrix shuddered, she could feel the displeasure in Voldemort's tone, she immediately turned around... walked quickly towards the tunnel outside, and went to call for someone.

Not long after, Greyback followed Bellatrix in with great contentment.

"Master, I have done your business well... Some werewolves in Knockturn Alley are very dissatisfied with Cornelius Fudge's new werewolf policy, thinking that he has interfered with the traditional customs and principles that werewolves have been following since ancient times..."

"Although I didn't say it explicitly, they will definitely support you, giants, ogres...even the goblins in the Scottish underground black market..."

Voldemort sneered coldly, "Like Malfoy and the others... they are all foolish people who act according to the wind. I don't care about them at all... You put those seeds in the Muggle city... have you put them away?"

"Master, more than half of the Muggle residences in the city of London have been placed...it will be all over soon..." Greyback was about to proudly report his achievements when Voldemort interrupted him unceremoniously.

"Soon? Soon what... Do you even have time to bite Muggle children and kill their parents while you're completing your mission?"

"Master...Master..." Greyback was stunned, and immediately trembled all over.

"I just entrusted you with such a simple task, yet you almost exposed yourself again and ruined the task I entrusted to you. If I hadn't been asking my evil servants to clean up your stumps and divert the attention of the Ministry of Magic...you would have made a bigger mess. You even attracted the attention of the Ministry of Magic to me again..."

Greyback fell to his knees on the ground, his body swinging violently.

Voldemort laughed at himself coldly, "This is the third time! Gourebock! I have been magnanimous enough to you, and no one has received this kind of treatment from me... As a werewolf, you should feel honored..."

"Master, since I have contributed to you, I have given you the contribution of my family to allow you to study that great plan...Forgive me, please bypass me? I don't beg...I became a Death Eater..." He wailed and begged.

"Credit, ha! I forgot if you didn't mention it..."

"It is precisely because of your 'credit' last time that the Ministry of Magic deserved the attention it deserves...Let me,...the great Dark Lord...can only sneak into the Muggle's underground passage, and temporarily hide under the Muggle's residence...Fenrir, do you know how shameful this is?"

Voldemort said softly, and Fenrir Greyback, who had a bad premonition, immediately turned around and ran on all fours. The speed was so fast that he rushed to the huge wooden door like a wild beast in an instant.

—Cha!

Voldemort slightly raised his finger and hooked it.

Fenrir Greyback immediately stopped in his tracks, began to levitate, and was pulled over the table...in front of Bellatrix and little Crouch.

He struggled desperately, howled, and begged in a hoarse and frightened voice, "Master...I...damn me...come around me, please forgive me!"

Bellatrix and Little Kratch lowered their heads, shrinking their eyes, not daring to look at Greyback, who was very proud just now.

(End of this chapter)