"Lucius? Come in." Even though he didn't knock on the door, Voldemort's keen senses in the room still knew that someone was coming nearby.
The man's hoarse and arrogant voice reached Lucius' ears through a wooden door.
Only then did the latter dare to open the door, and walked in lightly.
"Lucius, it seems that something good has happened to you?" Voldemort half-lyed on an exquisite sofa armchair, raised the silver-white teacup in his hand, and played with it casually, his mood also seemed carefree at this time Extremely.
The funeral of his deadly enemy had already been held, and they couldn't even find Dumbledore's body, so they cremated him, which had to be said to be a big joke.
As of now, no one is a threat to him.
"Yes, master, Albus Dumbledore was defeated by you, so my son also sneaked back, and now he is having dinner with his mother in the living room." Lucius squeezed out his pale face. With a flattering smile, he bent his waist and said flatteringly.
The scarlet eyes of Voldemort's pale snake face narrowed, and his tongue stuck out to lick his lips.
"Very good." He nodded.
"For loyal and useful subordinates, Voldemort has never lacked generous rewards." Voldemort said proudly.
"That's just right. Tomorrow, I'm going to welcome some guests, and I'll also introduce your son to them—as one of the heroes who contributed to my comeback, he will get the highest honor."
"Of course, they may be a little rude and indecorous, Lucius? You don't mind?" Voldemort's tone seemed to be seeking a response, but it was actually unquestionable.
No one is stupid enough to question it.
"It's my honor, master." Lucius bowed reverently.
He could guess what kind of guests would be welcomed in Malfoy Manor tomorrow.
"Don't worry, your son—Draco Malfoy, as a Death Eater who helped the Dark Lord and made such a great sacrifice, I will never forget his deeds." Voldemort rubbed his wand, proudly said.
"You go." Voldemort waved his hand, letting his men leave.
"Okay, master."
Time passed faster than imagined.
The evening of the next day came quickly, and the dark night began to fall.
Wiltshire, UK.
Many people in cloaks began to gather on the nearby streets, and then walked through the straight driveway, passed through the open iron gate, stepped into the courtyard wall, crossed the lawn, and walked towards the gorgeous and elegant mansion ahead go.
It is worth mentioning that they have different shapes, some are extremely tall like giants, some are stooped like dwarfs, and some even wear a white hat on the cloak, which looks very funny.
At this time, in the courtyard wall, a pair of symmetrical fountains are running non-stop, stirring up layers of thin water mist in the half space. If there is sunlight at this moment, it will surely reflect brilliant rays of light.
But now it was evening and the sky was gloomy, so obviously this scene would not appear.
The behavior of this group of people was very rude. Just the sound of footsteps woke up the sleeping peacock. It stared angrily at the group of outsiders, and then was scared and shrank back behind the tall hedge and hid.
Especially the group of tall people who were hidden under the cloak, they could smell the smell of blood and stench wafting from their bodies from a distance, the instinct of animals made this proud peacock immediately decide to stay away .
And when they walked up the gorgeous steps engraved with patterns, the silver door opened automatically to welcome their arrival.
In front of them was the large living room, the resplendent and resplendent living room in the past, which was almost unrecognizable.
Except for the dark marble fireplace still leaning against a corner of the wall, it remains the same.
Those gorgeous silver chandeliers were all replaced now, and the few candles lit on the dark red log round table emitted dim light, and the flickering candlelight showed a strange blood red.
The soft white light of the past has been completely replaced.
The rectangular table used by the Malfoy family to eat yesterday has been replaced, and a huge round table is placed in the center of the living room.
The round table is said to have been made to show equality of status according to its original purpose.
Legend has it that King Arthur of Britain acquired it from the father of his queen Guinevere.
The meaning of the round table is "equality" and "unity". Only at the round table is there no difference in status and distinction between monarch and minister, and everyone is allowed to speak freely.
Of course, the original intent of anything changes as it develops.
As for the equality of status referred to here, it is the status among subordinates.
Voldemort, still high above, looked down on everything below him.
For this reason, within one day, a series of tall brown rock stairs were built on the flat floor of the living room, spreading upwards. The cruel devil sat on the gorgeous and luxurious throne that symbolized power, examining the place like a king. His newly summoned subordinates.
They had already gathered at this time, around a huge mahogany round table.
The cold silver sword and the simple wand are crossed and embedded behind Voldemort's seat. The cold breath and sharp touch of the silver make people shudder.
His right hand was stroking the black iron handrail that was curved like a snake, with a snake head at the end, as if he was stroking his lover.
And Nagini, who is really a snake, is hissing and spitting out a letter, entwined at Voldemort's feet, staring at everyone with his narrowed eyes, wherever his eyes go, the people being watched will unconsciously The whole body is cold.
This room is huge.
The drawing room of Malfoy Manor has been transformed beyond recognition.
On the walls on the other two sides, one side is covered with the heads of rare and exotic beasts, some of which are well preserved, and the other part of the flesh has been hollowed out. After drying, it looks like a ferocious skeleton. On one side is a long mural. .
The crystal chandelier on the ceiling had also been taken down long ago, and the soft white light was replaced by the dim red light of a few candles lit on the round table.
There are also sparks from the faint burning in the marble fireplace, which also provides some faint light.
"Everyone is here, isn't it?"
"The first thing I do here today is to introduce a hero to you."
"This is my most loyal subordinate. He helped me regain my new life. In addition, he once succeeded under Dumbledore's subordinates, and made countless Aurors who tracked him return without success." Voldemort stretched out a pale, slender sword finger, pointing at Malfoy in front of the round table and said.
This is also for Liwei.
It is not easy to introduce a person of important status without making an inch of merit, which is not convincing.
Hearing this, in front of that large round table. The man in the black cloak began to whisper.