Chapter 752: Hello, Professor

"Bring him up." Voldemort patted Snape's shoulder lightly, walking slowly behind the crowd.

"!" Snape opened his eyes in astonishment, looked towards the crowd, and suddenly saw Bella dragging a gray-haired middle-aged man in.

"August Rookwood?"

There was an uproar in the crowd.

"Aren't you dead?" Rodolphus Lestrange stood up in shock, "I remember that you were killed by Anthony Weasley in Azkaban Prison!"

"Obviously!" With a light touch of the wand in Bella's hand, Rookwood floated up, was gently pushed by her hand, and floated to the middle of the long table.

"He didn't die, he betrayed his master and went to Weasley!"

Feeling the various gazes around him, Rookwood sighed deeply and closed his eyes.

Snapped!

Voldemort didn't know when he came to Lucius's back, and put his hand on Lucius' shoulder lightly, making him pale with fright.

"Lucius..." the Dark Lord's tone was faint.

"Yes... yes, master." Lucius was trembling all over, and his wife Narcissa held his hand tightly, but she couldn't give him any warmth. It's ice cold.

"You come and tell me..."

Voldemort lowered his head and whispered softly in Lucius' ear, "Traitor, what kind of punishment should you get?"

"I..." Lucius wanted to answer, his wife's hand hurt him, and he knew what to say at this time.

He was found!

It must be!

The Dark Lord knew that he had given half of his property to Luke Wood to run the newspaper!

Since he didn't blame Snape, he definitely wouldn't blame himself!

Otherwise, the one floating on the long table now would be me.

Right?

Is that so?

He can't be sure himself, it's just a guess.

Lucius is panicking now, the Dark Lord seems to have regained his senses, but the Dark Lord is the Dark Lord, still the cruel and moody man.

It is possible to kill yourself at any time!

He knows!

talk!

He opened his mouth forcefully, at this time he should say something about how loyal he is, but he seemed to feel as if a piece of lead had been stuffed into his throat, which made his whole body nauseous and nauseous.

"Hey hey hey..."

Voldemort chuckled, raised his eyelids and looked at Snape across the long table, "Severus, what do you think?"

With some sadness in his eyes, Snape stared at Rookwood's face and shook his head slowly.

"I don't know, master, I really don't know." His voice was a little low, and he looked so pale, "When you and I went to the Ministry of Magic to recruit August Rookwood , he chose to join because he was afraid of your reputation."

"But he did so much for us afterwards, as a spy, with so much information."

"He has completely become a member of our Death Eaters, and you personally bestowed on him the Dark Mark."

"If Karkaroff hadn't confessed him for his life, I think he could still lurk and serve you."

"Even if you have done so many things in the past..."

"Ha~" Voldemort sneered, interrupted him, and stood up straight, "Okay, now let's talk about the contributions to me one by one."

He let go of Lucius' shoulders and continued to walk behind the long table seat, "Of course, of course, there have been too many changes nowadays, and many new people have joined in, and I don't even ask for loyalty from them. Let you think that I don't need your loyalty."

"Starting to talk about contribution?"

Voldemort walked to the French windows again, looked down at the busy traffic under the building, smiled lightly, and nodded.

"Yeah...the world is changing so fast, and some things have changed with it."

"But you remember!"

He turned around slowly, staring at each figure, "Treason is still not allowed! And this person..."

At this moment, he frowned suddenly.

Not only him, but all the Death Eaters clenched their arms, where the Dark Mark was burning, and a voice echoed in their heads.

"Voldemort, Voldemort, Voldemort, Tom Riddle, Tom Riddle, Tom Riddle..."

"who is it!"

Bella screamed, her face was full of anger, "Who is it? How dare you be so rude to the master!"

Voldemort's expression turned cold, "Find him and kill him!"

Immediately, all the Death Eaters stood up, and the other joiners sitting around the long table also stood up one after another.

"Bella and Barty go, the others continue the meeting!" Voldemort looked at each figure with cold eyes, "Why, can't wait to escape from here? Does this meeting make you so afraid?"

"Then remember it well, and remember how this traitor was tortured and finally killed!"

Boom~

Boom~

With two explosions, Bella and Barty Jr. disappeared in an instant. The combination of the Dark Mark in the arm and the apparition could clearly find the person who called Voldemort's name.

This kind of naming spell, similar to the spell of the Marauder's Map, has an extremely powerful ability in the space field, and can clearly perceive the opponent's position in space.

However, before Voldemort continued to say anything.

Boom~

With a bang, Bella and Barty Jr. reappeared in front of everyone.

They fell heavily to the ground as if they were pushed back from the shuttle passage.

"Aha~"

A brisk laughter sounded, and Anton silently appeared beside Bella.

"This method really works!"

Anton looked around with his eyes, and finally fixed his gaze on Voldemort, "Dear professor, long time no see, hello!"

"Anton!" Voldemort's eyes became cold, he glanced at the Elder Wand in his hand, and then at Anton, "I was looking for you, but you came to the door yourself."

"Yes!"

Anton smiled brightly, his white teeth shone with a bulingbuling luster against the sun, and his eyes were full of smiles, as if he was a boy next door who came to visit.

In front of the Dark Lord, surrounded by so many masters of black magic, he smiled shyly, slightly shy.

"I came here this time because I wanted to come and take it away..."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his brows, and seeing Snape winking at him, he immediately understood, and his fingers couldn't help shaking in the crowd.

Finally, he fixed his eyes.

Luke Wood?

Good guy, my little brother was arrested?

Will Lucius, who provided Lukewood with a lot of money, also be implicated? He looked up, and sure enough, Lucius looked extremely pale, as white as his stupid teacher, Fiennes, who had turned into a ghost back then.

Okay.

Come early, walk in just right, great.

"he!"

Anton pointed at Luke Wood, "I hope the professor will save me and let me take him back."

"Heh~" Voldemort stroked the Elder Wand in his hand, he didn't know what to think, and chuckled, "Yes!"

"Really?" Anton was surprised.

Voldemort raised his head slightly, staring at Anton's seemingly innocent and innocent smiling face, "Yes, but one life for another, I allow you to die instead of him!"

"Awada eats a big melon!"

The light of the curse spewed out and hit Anton's smiling face instantly.

Since Anton invented the 'Activating Item Spirit Curse' against the Killing Curse, now the black wizards' Killing Curse is all over the face. Although it will reduce the probability of hitting, at least the Killing Curse can still play little effect.

It is said that the Auror Office plans to equip Aurors with masks to deal with this change.

"Anton!" Snape exclaimed, causing little Barty to look over with a sneer.

But now he didn't care if he would be exposed, he stared nervously at Anton, wishing he could rush up now.

Boom!

Anton's face turned into a mass of black lines and twisted, and there were faint lightning surges in the black lines.

Under the shocked expressions of everyone, it turned into a human face again, grinning, "Okay, so I can take him away?"

Everyone was stunned!

"How could you not die!" Bella looked at Anton incredulously, "This is a killing curse!"

And it was the death curse cast by the master Voldemort himself!

Is the Killing Curse really that worthless?

In the wizarding world, for thousands of years, countless wizards have died from the death curse, and many of them are famous masters of magic.

Just like Muggles and guns, no matter whether you are a soldier king or a devil with muscles, a bullet passes through your head, and you will die like a weak otaku.

There are so many offensive spells in this world, they are called the Unforgivable Curse, and they are used for killing, so they are just killing spells!

Anton just grinned brightly, "That's right!"