Chapter 764 Voldemort's Favorable 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. Man's fearful red eyes.

"Why don't you speak?" Voldemort came to a person and asked condescendingly: "Antoning, 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... It's like no one would take a second look at a broken shoe.

"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 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 Dolohov, who had a good relationship with him... let's call him a colleague, with his bloodshot eyes.

"Draco did what none of you could do!"

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

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.

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

Because what Lucius said is true.

Before this, they really couldn't find a way to successfully enter Hogwarts. 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.

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

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

At the same time, there was a rustling sound coming from the shadows beyond the light, as if something was sliding over from the ground, and the sound became clearer and clearer.

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

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.

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

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.

Voldemort slowly raised his wand.

"Please, Master, please forgive me..."

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

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

Yes, Dolohov was very happy, because Voldemort used the Cruciatus Curse, not 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.

The sound of gliding in the darkness gradually disappeared,

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

"Thank you...thank you for your tolerance...master..."

Voldemort said nothing. If there were not fewer and fewer useful people around him, he would not be able to let Antonin Dolohov go so easily.

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

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

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Or do you think that the Dark Lord's servants are no match for Dumbledore's students?"

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

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

"Then why don't you go to Hogwarts yourself?"

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

"What did you say just now?" Voldemort came to Oren's side and looked at him with interest.

"I say, as the Dark Lord, why didn't you go to Hogwarts?"

Oren said to himself as if he didn't see the wand against his forehead:

"If you choose the battlefield in Hogwarts, threaten with the lives of all students, or just grab a few people and tie them to your body, even Dumbledore won't dare to resist.

"At that time, you can kill him without any effort. "

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

Good guy, tying students to fight Dumbledore, even if they think they are full of evil, they can't do such a bottom-line behavior, but the other party can say it so calmly.

For a moment, they even felt a little inferior.

Even Voldemort stared at Oren in a daze, and it took a while for him to come back to his senses.

"You mean, I, the heir of Salazar Slytherin, the greatest Dark Lord so far, need to rely on this method to defeat Dumbledore?"

Voldemort's voice was cold, and his snake-like eyes had no emotion, as if he would kill Oren without hesitation if he said something wrong.

"You worry too much, I don't mean that." Oren's face was still calm, "But this is indeed a rare opportunity, I just think it's a pity. "

"You don't need to teach me how to do it, and don't be smart 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 to do. As for Dumbledore... I can kill him at any time."

"You have the final say. "Oren spread his hands and put on a helpless look.

However, even with this kind of rude behavior that was almost suicidal, Oren still did not receive any punishment.

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

Not only did he escape unscrupulously and bring back the waste Antonin Dolohov, but he also cooperated with Snape to rescue Malfoy who was being held in the school hospital.

He was meticulous, responsive, and more importantly, crazy enough to do whatever it took to achieve his goal. All these performances added up to Oren's position in Voldemort's heart basically surpassed 90% of the Death Eaters here.

Faced with a servant who brought him a little surprise, Voldemort did not mind showing his generosity.

This special treatment made Bellatrix on the side jealous and her eyes red.

She used to be like this, standing out among the Death Eaters and deeply trusted by the Dark Lord.

But I don't know when it started At first, it seemed that after coming out of Azkaban, because of the failure of several key missions, this trust gradually disappeared.

It seemed that a beast suddenly appeared in Bellatrix's heart, roaring constantly, tempting her to kill Oren.

But the remaining reason told her that she couldn't do this, at least not in front of the Dark Lord.

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

The mountain that loomed over the house also disappeared, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

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

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

All around cast all kinds of strange looks, some false sympathy, and some real gloating.

But Lucius couldn't care about these.

"How are you, Draco. "He asked anxiously.

But whether it was because of the Cruciatus Curse or because he was scared, Draco didn't speak until most of the other people in the room had left, and then he stood up from the ground tremblingly.

"It's okay, Dad." Draco tried to make his voice sound calmer.

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

The feeling of brushing shoulders with death made him regret it very much. 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 with Porter Weasley.

As if he saw his thoughts, Lucius patted his shoulder helplessly and said nothing.

After Draco Malfoy's emotions stabilized a little, he stood up and walked to Oren.

"Thank you." Lucius said.

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

"Thank me for what. "Oren glanced at him indifferently, not appreciating his kindness.

"Of course you helped rescue Draco."

Lucius naturally didn't dare to talk about topics related to Voldemort, but fortunately Draco was indeed brought back by Oren, so what he said was not wrong.

"No need." Oren lowered his eyes, without even looking at him, "I just went to the designated place and picked him up. You should thank 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 when he came 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 enrolled 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.

For some reason, Lucius felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him, and at the same time, he also thought of some legends about Oren.

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

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

If it was Draco...

For no reason, Lucius shuddered and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He felt that this Oren's mind 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 cold and ruthless 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.

The Death Eaters had just attacked Hogwarts, and now was the time when the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix were most nervous, and they themselves had suffered heavy losses. At this time, it was really uneconomical 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 it would have been better if he had accepted Snape's help when he was at school.

"My guess is that by this time he would have been taken away and no one knew where he was."

Malfoy whispered in regret, 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 on the side said, "He has bitten so many people, and he can only survive until now because he didn't get caught..."

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

Now, 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 was now more and more certain that there was something abnormal about this Oren.

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