The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 315 People are about to die, there is nothing to hide
Everyone at the meeting was trembling, and they were secretly crying in their hearts—it shouldn't have been like this, they just wanted Ms. Burns to step down, after all, killing a Minister of Magic (in office) was beyond their expectations.

No matter what, these bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic have maintained the dignity of the final battle, and they are jointly protecting the last trace of the bottom line - that is, they will not kill the minister, no matter who the minister is - even if it is a dirty Muggle-born wizards cannot die of murder, can retire from illness, can take the blame and resign, and cannot be murdered openly.

Because they know that consensus is not easy to establish, but it is too easy to destroy. It only takes one destruction, and the consensus will be broken.The bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic know that these bottom lines and consensus are to protect them—no matter how everyone fights, their lives will not be in danger, because only they can appear at the top of the Ministry of Magic for a long time and enjoy the benefits brought by them. benefit.

Now what Voldemort has to do is to destroy this consensus. Everyone felt chills in their hearts. They looked at Voldemort anxiously. Everyone wanted to ask Voldemort to take back his order, but none of them wanted to be the first to do it. The one who got stuck.

If they had known that contacting Peter Pettigrew would have the consequences of today, they would never have established contact with him.

Under such anxiety, Voldemort broke the hypocritical silence of these people and said, "Very good."

Voldemort watched everyone take their seats and said, "My loyal servant, Peter, come out and give the gentlemen some gifts and the contract they should abide by."

Peter Pettigrew walked out tremblingly. He looked at Voldemort in the fire with fear, and said in a sharp voice to the rest of the people: "Now, gentlemen, please sign the contract of secrecy, everyone... ..."

Speaking of which, he seemed to be a little stuck because of nervousness.

Voldemort stared at his servant with great dissatisfaction, which made Peter Pettigrew more nervous and frightened. He took a wand that he didn't know where and waved it a little.

Death Eater robes and masks to match the size of the congregation.

This time, everyone couldn't sit still anymore.

Someone had a smile on his face and wanted to speak, but at this moment, Voldemort glanced at Peter Pettigrew, who seemed to have been whipped, and quickly waved his wand, causing a piece of parchment to fall on the ground. Put it on the table, and let all the participants see this palm of parchment!

"Please sign this contract."

Peter Pettigrew said uncomfortably, the person sitting next to the contract saw the top text of the contract, his face changed drastically, and he stood up subconsciously.

Voldemort's expression remained unchanged, he looked at the hesitant crowd, with a smile in his voice, pretending not to know: "Why, everyone, are you not satisfied with this contract?

Do I need to modify it? "

Everyone still didn't speak, it seemed that they wanted to make a silent resistance.

Seeing this scene, although Ludo was terrified, he was also a little curious, what exactly was stipulated in the contract that caused the rest of the people to resist so much?
Seeing everyone acquiescing to confrontation, Voldemort in the fireplace did not speak.

After reading the expressions of all the people present one by one, he finally withdrew his gaze and said meaningfully: "We will meet soon."

He disappeared from here briefly, and when everyone was looking at each other, not knowing what was about to happen, in the fire, the light of the road flashed like an explosion, and then, a senior Death Eater came out of it out.

He also patted his hat before putting it back on his head.

Seeing him, everyone present, no matter who they were, all gasped in unison.

They recognized the man.

During the first rise of the Dark Lord, Antonin Dolohov was the most famous dark wizard among the Death Eaters!Voldemort's loyal supporter, one of the most cruel dark wizards!

He pulled out his wand from under the cloak and pointed it at everyone present, obviously he was alone, but it seemed that he didn't take all the wizards present into his eyes at all, he was as cruel as a wolf, look at him He looks like he will use his wand at any time to cast "Avada Kedavra".

"You guys really disappointed my master.

If it weren't for the kindness of the master, I would definitely give you a little color, you stupid pigs. "

He didn't give these wizards from pure-blood families any face at all. As soon as he waved his hand, a spell hit the table, and a gloomy light black flame burned on the table, which lasted for a long time.

The wizards present stood up hastily, away from the walnut table in front of them.

This is an extremely vicious curse, it fell on the table, even if it is so powerful, if it falls on them, I am afraid that everyone present will be in danger.

Everyone has the urge to pull out their wands, but reason tells them that it is best not to do so.

If they had drawn their wands, there was a real possibility they wouldn't get out of here alive.

"Hurry up and sign, you stupid pigs, I am different from my master, I don't have that much patience to deal with you, you better be more sensible."

Because all the wizards present were pure blood, he couldn't use the word "mudblood", which made him very annoyed.

He called these pure-blood wizards pigs—pigs are creatures that resist magic, so pigs are indeed an extremely bad adjective for wizards.

The adjective he used to describe a pure-blood wizard bordered on humiliating.

Unfortunately, no one present dared to attack.

Jorkins looked at the people present with extreme disappointment in his eyes.

'A bunch of cowards'.

Thinking of Mr. Du Wei's "entrustment", she also lowered her head and watched the changes.

Dolokhov came over, he glanced at Peter Pettigrew disdainfully, kicked him irritably and said, "Get out of the way, you disgusting thing, you useless thing", and moved The contract was taken out, and it was piled up in front of the wizard with a "snap", and he said, "Now!"

What to do now, he believed that those who watched his wand pointed at them would know clearly.

Voldemort didn't go bad, he sent Dolohov.

Dolokhov didn't mind standing up for his master at all.

"I don't have a good temper."

He threatened everyone.

He forced everyone present to sign this contract, and these wizards didn't even see clearly what was written in the contract.

Swallow it.

"very good."

Watching the wizards write their names on it one by one, and when they came to Ludo, what Ludo saw was the text in the title of this contract, cursive.

【When a person is about to die, there is nothing to hide】

(End of this chapter)