Chapter 427: 'Angry Voldemort”

Chapter 427: “Angry Voldemort”

Voldemort was placed in a specially padded armchair in the manor. He curled up like a baby with gloomy and angry eyes. He had received news from the Returnees early on, but because of the special circumstances and his physical condition, Voldemort did not come here immediately.

He was conceited and took it for granted that as long as he came in front of Barty, he would recognize him and feel sad and regretful for his previous stupid behavior.

However, Voldemort never imagined that Barty was still believe in Sean. This Death Eaters subordinate, this most passionate and loyal servant ever, didnt even recognize himself. Thinking of this, Voldemorts chest heaved violently, and the killing intent in his heart couldnt be stopped no matter what.

Beside him, a chunky man in a plain robe felt his Masters anger and confusion. The man dared not lift his head for fear that Voldemorts anger would affect him.

The door was pushed open, and a wizard with a gloomy complexion came in. He had a red bulbous nose, glasses as thick as the bottom of a wine bottle, and messy hair hanging greasy on his shoulders. On the surface, it looks like a mad scientist who often appears on TV.

My lord. He called to Voldemort.

Voldemort turned his back to him so as not to let the other party see the gloom and anger in his eyes; he said in a deep voice, Whats the matter?

The wizard laughed nervously, We have a little bit of trouble. Barty has learned Occlumency very well.

Voldemort snorted coldly, Dont worry about it; I just want his memory. I dont care whether he is alive or not.

He was furious with Barty to the extreme.

The wizard licked his lips excitedly, Of course I know that. But such powerful wizards with Occlumency are rare. Barty is a very good test subject, and I want to keep him. It would be a waste to make him dead.

There was an excitement in the tone of the wizard.

Voldemort said impatiently, I just need to know. As long as you can do it, he is yours. You can test him however you like.

Since youve said so, then Ill be on my way.

The wizard rubbed his hands excitedly. He came here to find an excellent test subject, and the Master agreed, which excited him extremely. Not long after the wizard left, the chunky man standing next to Voldemort walked to the door, opened his ears, listened, and turned around with a look of horror.

Master, Crouch Crouchs screams He swallowed, panic in his eyes.

Bartys scream of pain even penetrated the underground prison.

Shut it, Wormtail, said Voldemort coldly.

Yes, master.

You worthless wretch Voldemort said disgustedly.

Wormtail lowered his head and walked back to Voldemorts side. Bartys cries of pain lasted for a long time before subsiding, and the wizard returned to the room again.

This is what you want, my lord. The wizards face was stained with blood, but he didnt care; his face was full of excitement.

Wormtail quickly walked over to take the memory vial from his hand, glanced at it carefully, and immediately lowered his head. Unlike normal memories, the memories in the memory bottle gave off a weak feeling, as if they were about to dissipate.

The way they extract memories is probably different from that of normal wizards.

Voldemort nodded in satisfaction and said coldly, Hes yours now.

Thank you for your generosity, my lord. The wizard smiled and quickly left the room.

He was going to see the reward that he had gotten.

Wormtail, Voldemort snorted.

Do you know why Im disappointed? Sean asked.

I Barty was a little uncertain.

Sean patted him on the shoulder, My friend, I thought that the relationship between us didnt need to be discussed again.

Bartys eyes widened, filled with surprise and pride. He went to Bellatrix first, not because he trusted Bellatrix the most, but because he felt that after his return, among the Death Eaters, Bellatrix was the first subordinate worthy of his complete trust.

Voldemort is shown in the image of Sean, who wants to win their hearts and win over Bellatrix, a loyal and powerful Death Eater.

Bartys breathing was heavy with excitement, but he didnt know that his expression was so dazzling in Voldemorts eyes.

Bastard Voldemort looked at Sean.

Seans tone was casual, but this attitude was exactly what Barty longed for.

Barty, remember what we talked about? Sean raised his brows, You know my past. We also have such a cowardly, incompetent, and disgusting father, and we all have the same goals. Only you, Barty, I feel like I saw the young me.

Barty was excited and moved. He wanted to kneel down again but was stopped by Sean. In his eyes, fanaticism has completely taken over him. It can even be said that Barty took the initiative to let fanaticism and loyalty occupy his brain.

To be recognized by the Dark Lord was something he chased, and this is something Barty had always dreamed of. Voldemort watched all this and opened his eyes wide; apart from anger, he was even slightly surprised.

Why does Sean know what he once said to Barty? Why does he know his past?

Dumbledore and Grindelwald knew about his origins, but how could a child know about him in that conversation?

This news completely shocked Voldemort. In the memory, Sean was satisfied with Bartys fanaticism, and he could confidently start his brainwashing plan.

My friend, I called you out because I have something to tell you. Do you understand what I mean? Sean said in a deep voice.

Yes, master. Barty immediately lowered his head, Even if I die, I will still protect your secret.

Its not that serious. Sean waved his hand casually, Its just a little bit of a problem.

Bartys face immediately showed a stern look, Master

Seans face became gloomy, Its not something you can deal with, Barty. You know that I have been preparing to take away Wallups body.

Yes, Master. You have succeeded, Barty said immediately.

While it was successful, it also left some troubles behind. Seans face turned dark, In this world, no one studies the soul as thoroughly as I do, but there is always something that bugs me.

Master, you have mastered a power that no one else can master.

Sean sneered, Of course. Its just that there are some problems as my soul has been divided into small pieces.

What?! Barty was shocked and anxious, Master, what do you need me to do? Should I help you retrieve those pieces?

No, Barty, Sean said leisurely, You can treat them as impurities in my soul. Although it is troublesome, I made some improvements.

I sorted out the garbage in my body, Sean said lightly.

Watching all this, Voldemorts body moved.

Wallup! Voldemort yelled angrily.