Chapter 553 The Dark King wants to be resurrected
"It's here, Lord Dark Lord."
Bertha said carefully.
The madman on the other side was giggling. She really hoped that the other party would be more normal and not make the dark king angry, but this was not an easy thing - you can't expect the fool to know the rules.
"We should have arrived yesterday, Bertha."
The Dark King in the cradle made a hissing reproach.
"Sorry, but Lord Dark Lord, I'm sorry, I...I'm lost again."
"Not you, Bertha, you should blame the despicable Crowch," the Dark Lord's voice was sweet. "He was discovered, but he did not pay a slight price. Our loyal family, Bati, was sent to Azkaban as a scapegoat. Look, the Ministry of Magic is always like this, full of injustice and darkness."
These words made Bertha feel that the cold wind around her was not that cold - yes, she was obviously caught, but Mr. Crouch used a joke-like excuse to escape from the punishment, and her victim was abandoned neatly, and no one even came to search for it.
This is indeed unfair, as always, as the Dark Lord said.
"You will take me back, right, Lord Dark Lord?"
"Of course, Bertha, you are one of the most loyal Death Eaters, we are a family, we have the same goal, and we pursue the same future."
The dark devil's voice continued to sound like honey, watering the bud that sprouted due to injustice and provocation.
This is a rare help he can rely on at present. A fool and an forgetful Death Eater are his only remaining servants, and now he is to be reborn with the help of these servants.
‘Otherwise, what else can I do, a fool, a fool, and a trustworthy snake... If a powerful and amazing wizard saw me, I'm afraid he would take action as soon as possible? ’
The little head that poked out the swaggered clothes looked at the dilapidated building in front of him, and sighed.
He never thought that he would come back here one day as a loser - he originally used magic to confuse a person who took over to maintain this side as a backup plan, but even when he was the weakest ten years ago, he did not expect that he would come back in such a posture.
‘The Magic Stone, it just got involved, but was targeted by Dumbledore’s old immortal. When did he find out that something was wrong with that guy Quirrell? ’
He originally had a more careful plan, even if he was resurrected with the bones of that Muggle, he had to match the glory worth mentioning - such as the blood of Potter.
Only the blood of the enemy can wash away the humble shame he had like a ghost over the past ten years, let him resurrect happily, and reign as the Dark King again as the Dark King, telling them that the Dark King is back.
But all this was destroyed after the battle at Hogwarts.
Dumbledore's old immortal was more responsive than he thought, and the other party was ready to hit him head-on at any time - in order to intimidate him, he even made the battle stories public.
‘Arrogant and arrogant Dumbledore, if you are really as powerful as your autobiography, I wouldn’t be just a ghost state, no, I even have a fragile body now and will soon be resurrected. ’
The image of Dumbledore in a legend emerged in his mind, but was soon shattered by the Dark King's firm belief.
He must be resurrected, stand in front of the entire magical world in a magnificent manner, and tell the Death Eaters that the Dark Lord is the real legend!
‘When I catch the author, let him give me an autobiography-he is much more reliable than that guy Lucius, since he can serve Dumbledore, he can serve me…’
‘Of course, those are just by the way. The real key is that Taylor. He will learn truly valuable knowledge from me, rather than being busy with trivial matters all day long with that bastard Dumbledore. I want him to build a dream for me so that the entire magic world can know the power of the Dark King! ’
The beauty of the future is right in front of him. He looked up at the dilapidated windows of the Riddle's house and the old and disrepaired house, and smiled proudly.
"Go and find that Muggle, the worm tail, let him come over."
"That Muggle, that Muggle..."
The insect tail responded foolishly, and then went out with a smile. Not reliable, but the best choice - Bertha is just a newcomer, with no blood on her hands, and she doesn't understand what cruelty is, and he needs Bertha to take care of himself.
At least this is true before the resurrection ceremony begins. If the insect tail is allowed to come, he is not sure whether the madman will starve him to death.
Anyway, he didn't care about the life or death of the Muggle. The other party was a good spell casting material, but if he died, there was nothing to regret. Since it was not Harry Potter, then it was almost the same.
He deliberately removed Harry's reliable original plan in his mind - he was not sure if Dumbledore would see through it and then gave him a fatal blow.
‘The potion used for resurrection is ready…’
‘The servant’s flesh, the insect tail can…’
‘Father’s bone? That old thing is in the cemetery…’
Then, there is only the last one left.
Muggle's blood may be more in line with his bloodline. Anyway, there is the flesh and blood of a wizard, and there is already the Muggle Tom.
As for hatred?
He is so good at it, the other party is definitely stronger than ordinary wizards - those soft guys are already afraid.
"Let me down, Bertha."
The Dark King said softly, "It was originally prepared for Christmas. Although it is a little late now, it doesn't matter."
…
"Catch it, it's been caught."
The insect tail dragged a half-dead man into the room.
The other party looked frightened and obviously suffered - such as the digging curse, that guy likes this.
"Frank?"
Tom looked at the other person with a gentle tone.
"If you thugs, I won't go back, my wife will call the police!"
"You don't have a wife, Frank."
The Dark Lord's voice rang.
"You don't have children, no one cares about you, just like when you were arrested and in prison, no one cares about whether you are innocent."
Frank's eyes widened.
"Ah, we've seen it, I asked them to put you in jail. You said you saw me, I'm unhappy," the lies almost weaved, and Tom looked at the other person's eyes from doubt to anger.
"There is also the follow-up salary, which I arranged, so that you can be trapped in this living coffin half-death and receive a meager salary - to bear the infamy and consequences for my original murder. Frank, you are really excellent."
(This chapter ends)