Chapter 145 Idiot Like Voldemort 1

As everyone knows.

The most terrifying thing about Peter Pettigrew is his super intelligence.

As a Dark Lord, Peter Pettigrew's magic is certainly powerful, but his machinations are the most troublesome. No one knows when he will become his pawn.

Whether it was Voldemort, Dumbledore or Grindelwald, they were all put on the chessboard by Peter Pettigrew and used as pawns, not to mention just Bellatrix, a mad woman.

Peter Pettigrew slowly played with Hufflepuff's golden cup and continued speaking softly: "I have been eyeing you from the beginning, Mrs. Lestrange, who makes you the stupidest Death Eater. Woolen cloth?"

When talking about this, Peter Pettigrew didn't even forget to bury Voldemort: "Yes, just like your master, he is just an arrogant and ignorant fool..."

"How dare you insult the master..."

Bellatrix struggled and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Now she felt severe pain everywhere on her body!

Especially when the bastard Peter Pettigrew used magic to throw her against the wall, she felt as if her body was almost falling apart, and she even heard the sound of her own bones breaking...

However, even if he is seriously injured...

This crazy woman also wants to protect Voldemort's reputation...

"Is there anything you dare not do?"

Peter Pettigrew shook his head and laughed: "I killed him once...but this time it was you who killed him, Mrs. Lestrange..."

When he said this, Peter Pettigrew slowly opened his palms, and his sharp voice had a hint of coldness: "I have been secretly exploring the whereabouts of the Horcruxes he left behind over the years, and I thought it would not be easy. thing…"

"but…"

"I got distracted."

"No, it should be said that he is too arrogant."

"Because he made too many Horcruxes, he didn't care about the safety of his own Horcruxes..."

Peter Pettigrew raised his eyebrows casually, narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued: "It wasn't until I was completely sure that he made the Horcrux, and even got help from some friends, that it took me so many years to find some whereabouts..."

"who is it!"

Bellatrix threw her head back with anger!

Hearing Peter Pettigrew mention some friends, Bellatrix subconsciously thought that there were traitors among the Death Eaters, because this kind of thing was actually very common.

This crazy woman's loyalty to Voldemort made her unable to tolerate anyone who betrayed Voldemort. There was a red light of anger in her eyes: "That bastard Snape? Or that bastard Karkaroff!"

"What does it matter?"

Peter Pettigrew chuckled and shook his head: "Now that I have obtained the Horcrux, doesn't it mean that you are the one who betrayed Voldemort and the Death Eaters, Mrs. Lestrange..."

"asshole!"

Bellatrix punched the ground with hatred! .

The woman bit her lip, almost bleeding: "You designed it... You designed all of this! I have never betrayed my master!"

Peter Pettigrew looked at Bellatrix, who was glaring angrily, at the woman who wanted to make her eyes explode, and continued with a chuckle: "If it weren't for your admiration for him, maybe I wouldn't be able to take it. To these Horcruxes..."

"All Death Eaters know..."

"There was a mad woman among them who fell in love with Voldemort..."

"When I found out about this, I realized how much you were worth, Bellatrix Lestrange. You were worth far more than anyone else could have imagined, because you fell in love with him at all costs. Die for him..."

"Love can make people sacrifice everything."

When Peter Pettigrew said this, he glanced at Harry Potter, and his eyes fell on Bellatrix who was stunned in place again. His voice almost pierced people's eardrums.

"The love of a madman..."

"It's not that easy to enjoy..."

"When I found out that the remaining three Horcruxes were all related to you, I deliberately set up this trap and even bribed Fudge at the cost of the magic stone..."

"…etc!"

Sirius Black suddenly stopped Peter Pettigrew. He actually couldn't understand his good friend in school: "You bastard... gave Fudge the Philosopher's Stone!"

What a joke!

That's the magic stone!

When Gringotts was stolen yesterday morning, the entire wizarding world was excited about the stolen Sorcerer's Stone. Even Dumbledore thought it could not be recovered!

result…

Peter Pettigrew gave the Philosopher's Stone to someone else?

"That's the price that has to be paid."

When Peter Pettigrew said this, he slowly turned his hand into a fist again: "Just like when I wanted to kill Voldemort, I could only sacrifice Lily and James..."

"You bastard!"

Sirius Black's curse vocabulary was somewhat lacking.

In other words, almost all of Sirius' curse words were almost completely forgotten by his anger at this moment: "You killed them! Don't use such words as an excuse! You just want to... just to get power!"

"You're right."

Peter Pettigrew didn't care about his abuse and accusations, and continued in a calm voice: "A person must get something in his life to be satisfied. I really want to get strong power..."

Speaking of this matter, Peter Pettigrew slowly pulled on his cloak to hide himself in the shadows again: "Forget it, let's not talk about this... It's a pity that the magic stone did not bring me power. "

Peter Pettigrew seemed indifferent to this matter, as if what he was throwing away was nothing important: "When I stole the Philosopher's Stone from Gringotts, I realized that it would only make people lose their so-called false immortality. reason…"

"So I decided to make a deal out of it..."

"A lot of people know that."

"The Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, is a greedy man."

"Even if I threaten him with my own power, he might not care, but when I put the magic stone in front of him, Mr. Minister moved faster than I thought..."

When Peter Pettigrew talked about Fudge, he suddenly chuckled and said: "I thought it would take a while to release Mrs. Lestrange, but I didn't expect that our minister released her on the same day..."

"pity."

"Minister Fudge and his man Umbridge are too smart."

"They played a trick when they released Mrs. Lestrange. They wanted to make it have nothing to do with them. They wanted to create the illusion that the prisoner had escaped... Hehehehe..."

Peter Pettigrew was extremely proud of his plan, and his unique laughter echoed in the house: "Hehehehe...this has nothing to do with me anyway..."

Peter Pettigrew smiled and glanced down at Bellatrix: "That stupid guy Umbridge was seduced by me a few words, and he believed that Voldemort would be resurrected to rule the magical world again, so he put everything I told you everything...that idiot doesn't know that everything I said is true, but it's also all a trap."

"..."

Bellatrix was almost driven mad!

If Umbridge hadn't told her, she wouldn't have foolishly gone to find the Horcrux!

Now that the Horcruxes have been found, Peter Pettigrew has been hiding behind the scenes. When she got all the Horcruxes, he suddenly appeared and took away everything!

"The most terrifying truth in the world..."

Peter Pettigrew looked at the angry Bellatrix calmly, and continued slowly: "Use the truth as bait, use lies to set up traps, so that people will have to be fooled. This is an upright and positive way. seek…"

"Because you fell in love with Voldemort..."

"So you don't want to see his Horcrux fall into the wrong hands."

"Even if you know it's difficult to get a Horcrux..."

"Even if you know that the process of obtaining Horcruxes will be dangerous..."

"Even if you knew that you could be caught by an Auror and thrown into Azkaban at any time, you still got these Horcruxes without hesitation, because the bait is real..."

"A paranoid madman will definitely bite the hook."

Peter Pettigrew reached out and picked up Hufflepuff's golden cup. A ball of silver-white fire emerged from his palm, slowly burning the golden cup in his hand: "It's really regrettable. What you want to get, you can't get it." It's what I want to destroy..."

The words fell.

The fierce fire rises!

This bottle of Hufflepuff's golden cup quickly melted under the burning of the fire. The fragment of Voldemort's soul hidden in it was struggling violently in the fire. It looked extremely painful!

This group of soul fragments turned into a huge human face in the fierce fire!

"Owner?"

Bellatrix's eyes widened!

The woman's face suddenly became a little crazy, and she wanted to crawl towards the fierce fire, but her speed was still too slow.

Under the burning fire...

Hufflepuff's golden cup melted into a ball of golden water.

And the soul of Voldemort hidden in it ferociously erupted with a huge dark magic power. This magic power instantly turned into black mist and swept the entire room, and countless furniture was swept into chaos in an instant!

This mass of dark magic unleashed its power unscrupulously. The black mist filled the air and spread outward, shattering windows one after another. The sound of broken glass came one after another!

Everyone felt the wail and scream of a soul in their ears!

The house elf Kreacher has already

Sirius Black grabbed Harry Potter and protected the little guy under his body. Everyone was trembling under the burst of magical power from Voldemort's Horcrux and couldn't help but crawl to the ground!

Harry Potter clutched his forehead tightly, a throbbing headache emanating from the lightning scar on his forehead. He was the one in the room who could most intuitively feel the pain of that soul fragment!

"Harry?"

Sirius Black called him nervously.

"Ah ah ah ah ah…"

Harry could only lie on the ground and suppress his voice in pain. Strictly speaking, this was the first time he faced Voldemort's magic, even though it was only caused by the soul fragment of a Horcrux!

Compared to this painful little boy...

Bellatrix was completely excited when she saw this burst of dark magic!

"This is the master's power, he is still alive...hahahaha!"

Bellatrix laughed happily, her face frantically trying to grab this ball of magic, as if she longed to touch Voldemort just like this!

However…

This is a sign before the Horcrux breaks into pieces.

This huge dark magic erupted for just a moment before completely disappearing without a trace, which also meant that another of Voldemort's Horcruxes had been destroyed.

This is not over yet.

Peter Pettigrew held the pendant in his hand and crushed it with force with a calm expression. The silver-white fire began to burn this treasure passed down from Slytherin again!

A gloomy wind echoed throughout the ancestral house again!

Just when this magic power burst out, Peter Pettigrew raised his palm, and a magic-forbidden barrier that could end all curses suddenly trapped this dark magic power and completely dissipated it!

Now.

The only Horcrux left by Voldemort himself was the notebook.

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