Chapter 764: Voldemort's preferential treatment

Chapter 764: Voldemort's preferential treatment

Chapter 764 Voldemort’s preferential treatment

 “Idiots, all idiots!”

It was still the splendid hall. Both sides of the long table were filled with wizards wearing black hoods. But they all lowered their heads in silence at this time, for fear that when they looked up they would see those indifferent eyes. Fearful red eyes.

"Why don't you speak?" Voldemort came to a person and asked condescendingly: "Antonin, how did you promise me that this is your answer to me?

“You lost a leg and ran away like a bed bug, and you still want to ask for my forgiveness?”

"Master, I swear I have tried my best, master!" Antonin Dolohov fell to the ground with a plop and tried to kiss Voldemort's robe that was dragging on the ground, but Voldemort avoided him in disgust.

This action made Antonin Dolohov even more frightened. As an old Death Eater who had followed Voldemort more than ten years ago, he knew very well what it meant when the Dark Lord no longer accepted compliments from his servants.

 This means that this servant has no use value in his eyes...just like no one would give a broken shoe a second look.

"It's Malfoy, it's Draco Malfoy." Antonin Dolohov said sharply: "If he could kill Dumbledore earlier, we would have completed the mission long ago!"

At the end of the long table, Draco Malfoy only felt a gaze coming towards him, which instantly made him feel cold all over, and his face became extremely pale, with no trace of blood at all.

"Nonsense, you despicable coward!" Lucius Malfoy suddenly raised his head and glared at Antonin Dolokhov, who had a good relationship with him... let's call him a colleague, with bloodshot eyes.

"Master..." Lucius lay on the ground and tried to plead, "Draco is only sixteen years old, he..."

 “Please, master, please forgive me...”

“If the battlefield is chosen at Hogwarts, and all the students’ lives are threatened, or a few random people are captured and tied to the body, even Dumbledore will not dare to resist.

 “Then why don’t you go to Hogwarts yourself.”

 Because what Lucius said is true.

“That Kyle, he ruined my good deeds time and time again when he was sixteen. If he can do it, why can’t Draco.

At this moment, Lucius couldn't care less about being afraid, and roared: "Draco found a secret passage to Hogwarts for his master. His contribution is obvious to all, who of you can do it?" No, no one!"

 “Draco did what none of you could do!”

Lucius Malfoy immediately shut his mouth, and all the other Death Eaters around him lowered their heads, not even daring to take a breath.

 “Go out and dig out the bones!”

After Lucius said this, Voldemort also withdrew his gaze and looked at Antonin Dolohov on the ground again, as if waiting for his explanation.

Before this, they really couldn't find a way to enter Hogwarts smoothly. No, it should be said that it was difficult for them to even go to Hogsmeade. The school was almost surrounded by spies from the Order of the Phoenix.

　　Yes, Dolohov was very happy because Voldemort used the Cruciatus Curse instead of the Death Curse... The proud Dark Lord never bothered to punish his servant for the second time, which also meant that he would not die.

Oren seemed to have not seen the magic wand on his forehead and said to himself:

 “Thank you…Thank you for your tolerance…Master…”

 The severe pain caused Dolohov's whole body to curl up and struggle silently, but he was very happy in his heart.

"This is a lesson to you." Voldemort said calmly, "My order is for you to kill Dumbledore, why don't you do it."

He really wanted to say that he had not done it because he had obeyed Voldemort's order and had to let Draco Malfoy kill Dumbledore himself.

 So in a sense, Draco Malfoy's contribution to finding the Vanishing Cabinet is indeed beyond everyone's imagination.

 Everyone else present raised their heads and looked at Lucius Malfoy.

To be honest, his indiscriminate attack could be said to have scolded everyone present, and it was useless to scold them in front of Voldemort.

 So now he can only hope that someone can help and say a few words, but unfortunately, there is no tradition of helping colleagues among Death Eaters.

 Dolokhov was really scared, and beads of sweat on his forehead were trapped on the ground.

 “What did you just say?” Voldemort suddenly came to Oren’s side and looked at him with interest.

 “Go out and dig out the bones!”

At the same time, there was a rustling sound coming from the shadows where the light could not reach, as if something was sliding over from the ground, and the sound became clearer and clearer.

But Dolohov did not dare. He was sure that if he said so, he would die immediately.

 Subconsciously, everyone looked in the direction of the sound, trying to see which warrior didn't want to live.

"I'm not talking to you, Lucius." Voldemort raised a finger to signal him to stay quiet.

 “Or do you think that the Dark Lord’s servants are no match for Dumbledore’s students?”

However, at this moment, a sudden sound came from the room.

Five minutes later, Voldemort put down his wand, and Dolohov lay limply on the ground, trembling and opening his mouth.

When the other Death Eaters saw this, they all lowered their heads with different expressions, some were happy, some were disappointed.

 The sound of slithering in the darkness gradually disappeared,

Draco Malfoy wanted to argue, but the pain caused by the Cruciatus Curse made it impossible for him to make a sound.

 “I said, as the Dark Lord, why didn’t you go to Hogwarts?”

At this moment, the Death Eaters wanted to kill him more than ever, but they did not dare to do anything, not even to refute.

Voldemort didn't say anything. If it weren't for the fact that there were fewer and fewer useful people around him, he wouldn't have been able to let Antonin Dolohov go so easily.

 Voldemort slowly raised his wand.

Lucius watched with horror as Voldemort pointed his wand at Draco at the end of the long table.

　　It was the Cruciatus Curse again, and Draco Malfoy, like Dolohov, curled up on the ground and struggled in pain.

 “When the time comes, you can kill him without any effort.”

There was a sound of breathing around, and all the Death Eaters, including Bellatrix and Barty Crouch Jr., looked at the new guy with strange eyes.

Good guy, tie the students to your body and fight with Dumbledore. Even if they think they are full of evil, they can't do such a bottomless behavior, but the other party can say it so calmly.

 For a time, they even felt a little ashamed.

Even Voldemort looked at Oren blankly, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

“You mean to say that I, the heir of Salazar Slytherin, the greatest Dark Lord to date, need this to defeat Dumbledore?”

Voldemort's voice was cold, and his snake-like eyes were emotionless. It seemed that if Oren said the wrong thing, he would kill him without hesitation.

"You're worrying too much. That's not what I meant." Oren's face remained calm, "But this is indeed a rare opportunity. I just feel a little pity."

“I don’t need you to teach me how to do it, and don’t be clever in front of me.”

 What the Death Eaters didn't expect was that Voldemort actually put away his wand.

"I have other more important things. As for Dumbledore...I can kill him at any time."

"You have the final say." Oren spread his hands and looked helpless.

However, even for this rude behavior that was almost seeking death, Oren was still not punished in any way.

If anyone's performance in this operation against Hogwarts made Voldemort slightly satisfied, it was probably Oren.

Not only did he escape unscathed and bring back Antonin Dolohov, a loser, but he also cooperated with Snape to rescue Malfoy, who was being guarded in the school hospital.

Careful thinking, quick reactions, and more importantly, he is crazy enough to do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. The combination of all these performances makes Oren's status in Voldemort's heart basically exceed that of 90% of the food here. Dead Apostle.

 Faced with a servant who brought him a little surprise, Voldemort didn't mind showing his magnanimous side. This special treatment made Bellatrix on the side so jealous that her eyes turned red.

She was like this once, standing out among the Death Eaters and deeply trusted by the Dark Lord.

But I don’t know when it started. It seems that it was after coming out of Azkaban. Due to the failure of several key tasks, this trust gradually disappeared.

 Bellatrix seemed to have a wild beast suddenly appearing in her heart, roaring continuously, tempting her to kill that Oren.

 But her remaining sense told her not to do this, at least not in front of the Dark Lord.

 Bellatrix closed her eyes and suppressed a certain thought in her heart. When she opened her eyes again, Voldemort was gone.

The mountains that shrouded the house also disappeared, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

 Bellatrix glanced at Oren who was not far away, rubbed her wand twice with her fingers, and quickly left the room.

Lucius hurriedly got up from the ground, ran to Draco, helped him up, and held him tightly.

 All kinds of strange looks were cast around him, ranging from false sympathy to real schadenfreude.

But Lucius no longer cares about this.

 “How are you, Draco?” he asked anxiously.

But whether it was because of the Cruciatus Curse or because he was frightened, Draco remained silent until everyone else in the room was almost gone, and then he stood up from the ground tremblingly.

"It's okay, Dad." Draco tried to keep his voice calm.

 He had always thought that being a Death Eater was a very prestigious thing, but now he knew that it was not the case at all.

The feeling of brushing against death made him extremely regretful. He didn't want to be a Death Eater anymore. He wanted to go back to Hogwarts, even if he was assigned to the same dormitory as Potter Weasley.

As if he saw what he was thinking, Lucius patted his shoulder helplessly and said nothing.

 After Draco Malfoy calmed down a bit, he stood up and walked to Oren's side.

 “Thank you,” said Lucius.

He knew very well that if Oren hadn't suddenly spoken just now and attracted the attention of the Dark Lord, he would not have let Draco go so quickly.

 “Thank me for what I did.” Oren glanced at him lightly, not appreciating it.

“Of course you helped bring Draco back.”

Lucius naturally did not dare to talk about topics related to Voldemort, but fortunately, Draco was indeed brought back by Oren, so he was right to say so.

"No need." Oren lowered his eyes without looking at him, "I just went to the designated place and picked him up. What you should be grateful to is the person who really saved him."

 “All the same, all the same,” said Lucius.

At this time, Oren seemed to have thought of something, raised his head and asked:

"But one thing I'm curious about is how much your son hates his classmates and actually lets a werewolf go to Hogwarts."

"I didn't!" Draco Malfoy said subconsciously after coming back to his senses: "I didn't know he would come. I only told Alecto and Dolohov."

 “Really?” Oren said nonchalantly.

"Draco did not say it, and this can be proved." Lucius said quickly: "When we were discussing the attack on Hogwarts, Greyback was not here at all. He heard about it later. He only insisted on going afterward... He obviously didn't want to miss the good job of going to Hogwarts.

“I heard that you were also the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts before. What a pity. It would have been better if Draco could have entered the school a year earlier.”

 Lucius took full advantage of his social advantages and wanted to find a common topic.

 “Are you sure?” Oren looked at him and raised his eyebrows teasingly.

 I don’t know why, Lucius felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him, and at the same time, he also thought of some legends about Oren.

In the past century at Hogwarts, he was the only professor who wanted to kill students and took action.

It can be said that he chose Kyle. If it had been anyone else, no matter who it was, he would have died in the Forbidden Forest.

If it were Draco…

 Lucius shuddered for no reason and did not dare to think about it any more.

He felt that Oren's head was definitely not normal. He couldn't guess what the other person was thinking, or no normal person could guess it.

Seeing that Lucius stopped talking, Oren curled his lips in disdain, lay back, leaned lazily on the chair and yawned.

“Strange, why didn’t I see Greyback just now? Is he still at Hogwarts and not back?”

"I don't know either…"

"He can't come back." Draco Malfoy said, "I heard some news on the way to the school hospital."

"what news?"

“Fenrir Greyback was captured, along with the other Death Eaters who caused trouble in the castle.”

"So, he is also being imprisoned in the Ministry of Magic now?" Oren narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do we need to rescue him? Attacking the Ministry of Magic sounds really good. If you want to go, Remember to count me in."

Lucius looked at him in surprise, as if he didn't expect that a warm-hearted guy would emerge from the den of indifferent Death Eaters, and he wanted to take the initiative to go to the Ministry of Magic to save people.

 This is inconsistent with the persona he showed before.

 But this is probably not necessary.

Since the Dark Lord didn't mention this just now, it proves that he has given up on Greyback as a werewolf.

Death Eaters have just attacked Hogwarts. Now is the time when the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix are most nervous, and they themselves have suffered heavy losses. At this time, it is really not cost-effective to break into the Ministry of Magic for a werewolf.

Even if Greyback is the leader of the werewolves.

 “I don’t think it’s necessary.”

Before Lucius could say anything, Draco continued, "Professor Snape told me that Hogwarts does not intend to hand over Greyback to the Ministry of Magic, but to the children who have been bitten by him." family."

 Speaking of Snape, Malfoy became a lot more lonely again. He couldn't help but think that if he had accepted Snape's help when he was at school.

 “I guess he should have been taken away by now, and no one knows where he is.”

Malfoy, who was in regret, whispered, but he did not notice that Oren's expression changed slightly at this time.

"You mean we won't see Greyback again?" he asked softly.

"I think so." Lucius said at the side, "He has bitten so many people, and he can only survive until now because he was not caught..."

Before he finished speaking, Oren suddenly stood up and left the room without even saying hello or looking back.

At this time, only Malfoy and his son were left in the room. They looked at each other, and no one knew what was going on.

"What's wrong with him? Did I say something wrong?" Draco Malfoy asked nervously.

 Lucius thought carefully for a while, shook his head and said, "No, at least in my opinion."

 He is now more and more sure that there is something abnormal about this Oren.

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 (End of this chapter)