Chapter 875: The Death Eaters' Plan, The Hesidian Isl

Chapter 875: The Death Eaters' Plan, The Hesidian Isl

Chapter 875 The Death Eaters’ Plan, Heshidry Islands

"Lucius?"

The Death Eaters waiting outside looked at Lucius Malfoy who came over again, frowned and asked, "Why did you come out so quickly? Are you reluctant to part with your Galleons and want to disobey the Dark Lord's order?"

"Of course not." Lucius Malfoy said calmly: "It is their honor that these Galleons can help the Dark Lord, and it is also the honor of my Malfoy family."

"If that's the case, then why are you back again."

"There are many people in Gringotts, so I need to wait for a while before a goblin takes me to the underground vault." Lucius Malfoy said, "I don't want to wait, I want to go to Knockturn Alley to buy something first."

"How many people are there in Gringotts?" The Death Eater was doubtful and walked forward, wanting to see it with his own eyes.

Lucius Malfoy didn't stop him, he just walked down the stairs quickly, "Then I'll go to Knockturn Alley first, and we'll meet here later."

After that, he walked towards the fork in the road not far away without looking back.

The Death Eater frowned and looked at Gringotts, which was so close, and then at Lucius who was walking further and further away. Without hesitation, he immediately turned around and followed him.

He didn't trust Lucius to act alone.

"Why, you can't trust me?" Lucius asked calmly, looking at his companion who was catching up quickly.

"If you really love the Dark Lord, you should take the initiative to give away the vault." The Death Eater mocked.

"The Dark Lord disdains this kind of thing." Lucius said, "Who am I giving it to? To you?"

"I don't mind." The Death Eater said sadly, not hiding his thoughts at all.

Lucius said no more, but only quickened his pace.

The two of them followed the fork in the road and turned into Knockturn Alley. The already quiet street became even more deserted. The doors of the shops on both sides were open, but there was no one inside. It was pitch black, as if a wild beast was waiting to devour people. Bringing prey to the door.

Lucius expertly turned into another, narrower alley.

The Death Eater followed, still chattering, "You are really lucky. If Lestrange hadn't been killed, you would have been the one who died now."

"I should be the one to say this." Lucius sneered, "If Bellatrix hadn't died, a loser like you wouldn't even have a chance to talk to me."

"What did you say?"

The Death Eater immediately became angry and stepped forward to grab Lucius's robe.

That adult once told him personally that when Lucius Malfoy is no longer valuable, the vacant position will be his.

How dare a loser on the verge of being abandoned talk to him like this? Does he not want to live anymore?

"Why, did I say something wrong?" Lucius turned his head and said with a smile: "You can't even tell whether a person is pretending to be using a transformation spell. Aren't you a loser?"

"Transfiguration... you..." The Death Eater's pupils shrank suddenly and he immediately reached for the wand.

But when I realized it, it was a little too late.

Two sharp stone cones extended from the wall behind in the blink of an eye, piercing the Death Eater's shoulders like piercing tofu, pinning him to the opposite wall.

The Death Eater felt like the world was spinning. The severe pain in his shoulder made him subconsciously let go of the hand holding the wand, and blood dripped down his fingers.

"You... who are you..." The torn wound made him tremble as he spoke, "You, you can't kill me... otherwise the Dark Lord will kill you... You can't escape..."

"Who am I? Of course I am Lucius Malfoy. What, you don't recognize me?"

Lucius said with a smile on his face, but his long platinum hair began to shorten rapidly and soon turned into short black hair.

The pale face also turned into another, younger face.

"You, you are not Malfoy...who the **** are you..." the Death Eater shouted in horror: "You dare to provoke the Dark Lord...if you don't want to die, let me go..."

"You don't even know me. It seems you are really a waste." Kyle said without interest after canceling the transformation spell.

I thought I caught a big fish, but I didn't expect it to be a piece of rotten kelp.

It's not that he's boasting. With Voldemort's hatred for him, his popularity among the Death Eaters is probably no less than that of Harry Potter.

This Death Eater doesn't know himself, which only means that he is a little person who has no decision-making power and can only act according to orders.

Is Lucius Malfoy so miserable now? It's okay not to be trusted, but he actually let such an insignificant waste look at him.

Kyle curled his lips, picked up the wand he just dropped, and weighed it in his hand.

"No matter who you are, let me go immediately, otherwise the Dark Lord... the Dark Lord will definitely kill you..." The Death Eater was still roaring, but he was no longer struggling.

It hurt so much that every time I moved, my shoulder felt like it was going to break, so I didn’t dare to struggle.

Kyle ignored him and just looked at the wand in his hand.

"Pure black wand, ebony wood? As for the wand core...it's definitely not unicorn hair, it should be dragon heart tendon, in pursuit of power."

"Why are you asking these questions?"

"Of course you should familiarize yourself with your weapons in advance. Even if you are a waste, there is still value in using waste." Kyle raised the ebony wand and pointed it at the Death Eater's head.

"Although I have not used this combination of wands, dragon tendons that favor strength are generally not loyal, so there should be no problem."

"Wait, wait, you..."

"Legilimency!"

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With a flash of white light, Knockturn Alley became quiet again.

Ten minutes later.

Kyle walked out of Knockturn Alley, but at this time he had transformed into the Death Eater he was before, and stopped directly at the door of Gringotts.

Not long after, Lucius Malfoy walked out. His face looked paler than before, and even his fingers were trembling slightly.

"Why, are you reluctant to part with Galleons? Remember, this is your honor!"

"There is no need for you to remind me, Travernot." Lucius said coldly: "It's just a few Galleons. The Malfoy family will always be loyal to the Dark Lord."

"If you are really loyal, you should hand over all the family treasury instead of squeezing out bit by bit like now."

There was an unnatural blush on Lucius's face, as if he was angry.

It seems that his only value now is to provide galleons and hand over the treasury... Does he think he died quickly enough?

But even Lucius didn't dare to get angry because he was afraid that Travernot would report his words to Voldemort with added embarrassment.

Now the Malfoys could do no wrong.

"The Dark Lord knows my loyalty, there is no need for you to say anything here."

After saying that, Lucius quickly left Gringotts.

Travernot...no, it should be Kelze who is following him step by step.

Before that, he had always thought that Moody had tricked Malfoy again. It was not until he saw the Death Eater's memory that he realized that he had been wrong.

They were not going back to Cornwall, but for a new mission, but the other party didn't know what it was. His mission was just to watch Malfoy.

"It's almost time."

Back in the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron, Lucius looked at Travernot and said, "Travernot, take the things out. If we miss the time, we will all be punished."

Kyle nodded and took out a...tea coaster from his robe pocket.

To be precise, it should be a door key.

Lucius wordlessly placed his finger on it.

The two of them stood awkwardly like this for an unknown amount of time before a sudden suction force came from the tea coaster. The portkey works.

After a dizzying flight, Kyle finally landed on the ground again. A gust of wind blew by, and Kyle smelled a familiar smell of the sea.

But he was certain that this was not Cornwall.

"On time." A pale and thin wizard came over and said unceremoniously: "Travernot, you have nothing to do here, go back."

Kyle, who had just adapted to his new identity, was stunned for a moment before realizing that the other party was talking to him.

Such a rude attitude and a look full of disgust... this guy is a throwaway, not even as good as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.

"As you command, Lord Lestrange." Kyle consciously walked to the back of the team.

Yes, there are a lot of Death Eaters here, a rough estimate there should be more than fifty, and the leader is the thin wizard in front of them.

Rodolphus Lestrange, one of the senior Death Eaters, Voldemort's confidant, and Bellatrix's husband, but Bella was crazy about Voldemort and had no feelings for her nominal husband. ...At most, they just spent time together in Azkaban and were considered fellow inmates.

But he didn't seem to care much about it, and Kyle felt that he wouldn't even mind replacing Bella if possible.

While Rodolphus Lestrange was talking to Malfoy, Kyle looked at his current position calmly.

In Travernot's memory, he only knew that Malfoy took him away with the portkey after withdrawing the money. He didn't know exactly where they were going.

But they are on the beach. Judging from the environment, this should be a pier? Or an island?

The information is limited and Celtic is not sure if this is the place?

The only thing that is certain is that this place is not the United Kingdom.

Kyle has extensive experience in using portkeys. It is not difficult to judge the distance from the flight time. The duration of the portkey just now is enough for them to leave the UK, but it will not be too far away.

If Kyle guessed correctly, their current location should be on an island off the coast of England.

Kyle wanted to find someone to get some information, but the people around him didn't seem to like him very much. Every time he thought of getting closer, he would get a look of disgust.

I have to say, this guy is really bad at it.

Kyle even felt that Rodolphus Lestrange asked him to spy on Malfoy because of his poor popularity.

If Malfoy is unhappy or gets a little emotional, he can just kill him and make amends. There is no need to feel bad at all.

No matter how old and ugly a wallet is, it is always more useful than cannon fodder... It's a pity that the real Travenot never seemed to realize this.

Noticing Rodolphus Lestrange's glance, Kyle immediately stood up quietly.

However, Lestrange's eyes did not stay on him. It seemed that it was just a routine inspection.

"Strange, why it keeps stopping here." Kyle was a little confused.

He and Lucius Malfoy had been here for more than ten minutes, but the Death Eater didn't move at all, just standing here dryly.

Could it be that Voldemort held a Death Eater training camp?

Or are they waiting for someone else...

Just as he was thinking about it, Kyle suddenly felt his scalp numb and his heartbeat began to beat rapidly.

In the sky not far away, several clouds of black smoke flew at high speed and fell suddenly nearby.

Voldemort walked out of the smoke, followed by Yaxley, Crabbe, Goyle, and other famous Death Eaters.

Seeing this luxurious lineup, the Kells were numb.

He wanted to cause some trouble to the Death Eaters, but only to the Death Eaters, not including Voldemort.

What's the difference between looking for trouble with Voldemort and looking for death?

Kyle regretted it a little. If he had known that Voldemort would come, he would definitely not join in the fun.

It's a pity that Travernot knew too little. Now Kyle can only hide himself behind the crowd as much as possible, thinking of finding time to escape directly later.

Even if the Death Eaters discovered it, they would only cause trouble for Travernot, not Kyle.

Yes, just take off when you find time.

Kyle shrank back again. Voldemort's eyes never saw those cannon fodder that could be abandoned at any time, which was good news.

In addition, for the sake of safety this time, he did not choose to use transfiguration but polyjuice potion, so as long as he did not seek death, Voldemort would most likely not find that a strange thing had sneaked into his team.

Kyle followed the example of others and expressed his loyalty to Voldemort with fanatical eyes.

"Just wait a little longer..." he thought in his mind,

At least we have to figure out the purpose of Voldemort coming here. It must be no small matter to make him come here in person.

After all, when he recruited more than a hundred wandering wizards from Lenis, it was only Barty Crouch Jr. who came forward.

Now not only Voldemort is here, but also almost all the named Death Eaters, who are obviously planning some big conspiracy.

Since he bumped into it, he naturally had to find a way to figure it out.

Kyle was very happy with his previous decision to use Polyjuice Potion. If it was a transformation spell, Voldemort might have found him out when he got here.

Although Lenis did not recognize the title of Dark Lord, it was not Voldemort's self-proclaimed title. Only Dumbledore could surpass him in exchange for strength.

"Where are the things?" Voldemort asked coldly at the front.

"Here." Lucius Malfoy trembled like a quail and took out a box of the same style from Cornwall, which should have been a gift from Gringotts.

"Very good." Voldemort nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Rodolphus Lestrange.

"Master, I have notified Miles McFasty in advance. They should be ready to greet the great Dark Lord by now."

"Ready to come?" Voldemort looked at Lestrange with his red eyes, "You mean, I still have to wait for him here?"

With a plop, Rodolphus Lestrange knelt directly on the ground.

"Master, I'm going to catch him right now!"

"roar!"

As he spoke, there was an angry roar in the distance, followed by several flames dozens of feet long, intertwining in the air like spider webs.

The Death Eaters' team was slightly chaotic, but because Voldemort was here, they quickly returned to normal. Even if some people were afraid, they did not dare to show it.

Fear means incompetence, and Voldemort hates incompetent people the most. As a Death Eater, if Voldemort hates him, he will end up very miserable.

"No, I'll go there myself." Voldemort raised his head and glanced at the flames that had not completely dissipated. "Miles is a smart man... and smart people usually make the right choice."

Under his command, the Death Eaters' team finally moved into action and marched toward the depths of the island.

Yes, islands.

Kyle already knew where this was from the moment Lestrange said the name, and the movement just now further confirmed his guess.

The Hesidian Islands, where the black dragon is located.

As we all know, there are only two places where you can definitely see the fire dragon.

The Romanian Fire Dragon Sanctuary, where you can see almost all kinds of fire dragons, except the black dragon of the Hesidian Islands.

Due to its special characteristics, this kind of fire dragon cannot live with other species of its kind. For centuries, it has been managed, or protected, by the MacFasty family living in the Heshidry Islands.

While taking care of the black dragons, we also prevent them from going outside the archipelago.

And Voldemort's goal is probably these war machines.

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(End of chapter)