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Voldemort was walking down the dark, cool corridor of the Department of Mysteries, followed by two men, one of whom was the most recent Minister of Magic, Piers Thicknesse.
The new minister was bowing slightly at this time, following Voldemort respectfully, and deliberately lagging behind by half a body.
Another half-figure who is also backward, his name is Yaxley, is a Death Eater who works in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. After Thickness became Minister, he took over the position of Deputy Director.
At the same time, he was also the chief culprit who gave Thickness the Imperius Curse.
Tonight, the guards of the Ministry of Magic had already been arranged by Thicknesses. They were either Death Eaters or controlled by the Imperius Curse. Therefore, Voldemort and his party came to the Department of Mysteries without encountering any obstacles at all. Hall of Prophecy.
"You wait for me outside." Voldemort ordered calmly.
"Yes, master." Shinkness and Yaxley responded in unison, and then stayed outside the door obediently.
Voldemort pushed open the door of the Hall of Prophecy, and walked into the room that he had seen many times in other people's memory, but this was the first time he had come in person.
It was as high as a cathedral, filled with tall shelves filled with tiny, dusty glass spheres. The glass globes glowed dimly in the light of the blue-lit sconces between the shelves.
Although it was the first time he came here, in other people's memories, Voldemort had walked here countless times. He didn't even need to look up to see the number on the shelf, and turned directly to the right after entering the door.
After passing a row of shelves, Voldemort stopped in his tracks. Only then did he move his gaze to the top of the shelves, confirming that he had indeed come to the ninety-seventh row, and then walked a few steps inside.
"That's it"
Voldemort no longer suppressed the joy in his heart, and looked at a dusty glass ball on the shelf.
Although it is covered with dust, it seems that no one has touched it for many years, but there is a faint light from the inside.
On the shelf under the dusty glass ball, there was a yellowed label. In long, thin letters on the label was written a date some sixteen years ago, followed by:
s.p.t-to-a.p.w.b.d.
The Dark Lord and(?) Harry Potter
Voldemort smiled lowly, and didn't go to get the prophecy ball right away, but said to himself: "You should be watching now, right? This time, it's not a picture I made up for you, then , watch carefully, and wait in endless fearHarry Potter!"
After finishing speaking, he reached out and grabbed the prophecy ball.
Harry Potter, who was far away in Black's ancestral house, woke up suddenly. He touched his forehead. The scar was completely painless, and there was no sign of brain invasion
But when he thought of what Dumbledore had told him about the nature of the connection between him and Voldemort, Harry became even more worried.
Because this means that Voldemort really got the prophecy ball.
Damn it! Even with a new minister, the Ministry of Magic can't do anything right!
Harry, who didn't see Thicknesse's respectful attitude, thumped the bed hard, then rushed out of his room in his pajamas, and ran to Sirius.
Just when Harry informed Sirius and other members of the Order of the Phoenix of the bad news, Voldemort had returned to Malfoy Manor with the prophecy ball.
"Don't let anyone disturb me!" As soon as he returned to the manor, he quickly ordered: "Barty, Bella, you two stay outside and don't allow anyone to approach!"
"Yes Master!"
Barty Jr. and Bellatrix are Voldemort's most fanatical followers, even if they are just guarding the door for Voldemort, they are very excited.
The two of them held their wands tightly and stood loyally outside the door.
And after Voldemort entered the room, he quickly planted a spell in it,
Let it be completely isolated from the outside world, and then he activated the prophecy ball.
Two figures floating like smoke and white like ghosts appeared in front of Voldemort. One of them looked familiar to him, and it was Albus Dumbledore.
When he saw Dumbledore's figure, Voldemort's pale face showed a very obvious disgust, and then he looked away from Dumbledore's influence, looking at the one he was not familiar with, and even On an unknown woman.
It was a figure wrapped in a shawl,Her eyes were magnified many times by the lenses, making them frighteningly large.
Fifteen years ago, Sybill Trelawney was not much different from now, she just looked younger.
When she spoke, it was not the usual mysterious and ethereal voice, but the low, hoarse voice that Harry heard once during the final exam of Divination class:
"The man who has the power to overcome the Dark Lord draws nearborn of the family that has resisted him three times, born at the end of Julythe Dark Lord will mark him his rival, but he will have The power to knowone of them must die at the hand of the other, for neither can live, only one shall survivethe one who has the power to defeat the Dark Lord will be born at the end of July"
As Trelawney's voice fell, her and Dumbledore's voices also quickly became transparent, and finally disappeared.
"So it turns outit turns out that way"
Voldemort muttered to himself, after fully understanding the whole picture of the prophecy, he finally understood why he failed back then, because his act of attacking Harry Potter was fulfilling the content of the prophecy.
And he also thought that Harry Potter wasn't the only one who met the first half of the prophecy, but he chose this little baby who was of the same mixed race as himself without hesitation, and even because of this, he was in the position of Snape. Broken promise.
However, the matter about Snape just flashed through Voldemort's head. He didn't think it was a big deal at all. It was just a woman. With his "gift" to Snape, he should have forgotten it long ago That Mudblood.
Putting this "boring" question behind him, Voldemort finally figured out how to deal with Harry Potter¡ªhe had to do it himself, just like when he was resurrected.
As for the flashback curse he triggered when he was fighting Harry, after sending someone to Ollivander to inquire about it, Voldemort already knew that his wand and Harry's wand were "brothers", which caused this situation The reason is obviously also related to the lightning scar he left on Harry's forehead.
So, he just needs to change his wand
"Owner!"
After Bellatrix and Barty Jr. noticed that Voldemort had come out, they immediately stepped forward and bowed to greet him.
"Yes." Voldemort responded lightly, and said, "Where is Lucius now? Let him come to the study to meet me."
A few minutes later, Lucius came to his study and knelt down in front of Voldemort.
"Master, what are your orders?"
Lucius pressed his forehead tightly to the ground and asked respectfully.
Since he told Voldemort about the loss of the diary, his status in the Death Eaters camp suddenly plummeted.
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Because the diary was originally in Bella's possession, Lucius lost the diary, leading her to think Voldemort would blame herself for it.
If Lucius hadn't betrayed Voldemort secretly, he would definitely be aggrievedOf course, even so, he still feels aggrieved now.
"Your wand, Lucius. I want your wand." Voldemort cut to the chase.
"Master?" Lucius raised his head in surprise.
Then he met Voldemort's scarlet eyes.
Lucius quickly lowered his head again, pulled out a wand from his robe, and handed it to Voldemort respectfully.
Voldemort held his wand up to his red eyes and studied them carefully.
"What is it made of?"
"Em wood, master." Lucius replied in a low voice.
"Where's the core of the stick?"
"Fire dragon¡ªthe heart nerve of the fire dragon."
"Very well," said Voldemort. He drew his own wand and compared the lengths.
Lucius Malfoy twitched involuntarily, and for a split second he seemed to be counting on Voldemort to trade his wand for his. But soon, he suppressed this stupid thought.
After betraying Voldemort, he saw the character of this "master" more clearly.
And Voldemort also noticed his performance, and nodded in satisfaction at Lucius' understanding.
"It's none of your business here, step back."
"Yes, master."
Lucius Malfoy stood up from the ground, lowered his head respectfully, bent over, stared straight at the ground, and left the study backwards
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After betraying Voldemort, he saw the character of this "master" more clearly.
And Voldemort also noticed his performance, and nodded in satisfaction at Lucius' understanding.
"It's none of your business here, step back."
"Yes, master."
Lucius Malfoy stood up from the ground, lowered his head respectfully, bent over, stared straight at the ground, and left the study backwards
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