"Word tail, why are you always restless today?" Voldemort said, his eyes like snakes, his pupils squeezed into a thin vertical slit, his eyes turned yellow, without a trace of human feelings.

Petr star Peter shivered and replied timidly, "Master, I'm just worried."

"What are you worried about, insect tail?" Voldemort said softly, "Worry about Dumbledore coming to kill? Worry about those traitors coming to take your life? Worry about Auror from the Ministry of Magic grabbing you and locking you up to Azkaban?"

Voldemort let out an ugly and husky laugh, "Word Tail, you are so funny."

"Master's clarification." The little dwarf Peter lowered his head and did not dare to look at Voldemort at all. Voldemort's soul-catching chanting skills are very superb. He can peek into the secrets of people's heart without a magic wand. As long as he looks at the Dark King, he will unconsciously be caught in his way.

"Word Tail, your mind is not even enough to be a teaspoon." Voldemort's snake Nagini swam in from outside the house, and it climbed onto Voldemort and hissed and growled in his ear.

Voldemort patted Nagini, the big snake, in the head, "Someone broke in? The number is unknown? Very good, very good."

Petr star Peter shook even harder.

"Dear Peter, can you tell me why so many magic traps and triggering alarm mechanisms you set outside the house didn't work at all?" Voldemort said softly, not looking angry at all.

But Peter, a Pet, knew that this was the precursor of Voldemort's furiousness. If he angrily scolded himself for not doing things well, there would be no particularly serious consequences. But if he had such a gentle and gentle attitude, it would be hard to say what would happen in the end.

"Master! It's not my business. These are all magic traps provided by Crouch. I just placed them outside the house as he asked." Petdwarf Peter defended.

"Shut up, worm tail, now I have to greet our guests first, and I will settle the score with you later." Voldemort said, "You will feel Voldemort's anger later."

"It seems that we are not the time." Silver lifted the magical mantra on his body and showed his body. "Long time no see, Mr. Voldemort."

"I seemed to say last time that when you meet again, it's your death, Jack Silver." Voldemort said sinisterly, "Are you so arrogant that you think you can defeat me? The most powerful wizard ever?"

"We are not here to talk nonsense to you, Voldemort." Moody also showed up. He took out his wand and looked at Voldemort carefully, "We are here to prove whether Sirius is in your hands."

Voldemort's snake showed a strange smile on his face, "Ho ho ho ho, Sirius? It seems that Harry Potter has told you, yes, Sirius is indeed here with me."

"Then please hand him over. He is a member of the Order of the Phoenix and should not be imprisoned by you." Moody's magic eyes rolled around and looked vigilantly at the dwarf Peter who was standing aside.

"Who are you talking to? Moody." Voldemort's face turned twisted, and his voice suddenly became loud. "You damn Auror, do you think you are qualified to speak like this to the Dark Lord?"

Voldemort's wand sprayed a hot spell, and the power of this spell was obvious. Silver could feel the waves of fluctuations caused by the spell breaking through the air.

Moody knew that he could not confront the spell head-on, and was about to avoid it. Silver pulled out his wand and transformed a mirror in the air. The mirror was so thin that it seemed that any spell could penetrate it.

Voldemort's spell hit the mirror. The mirror was not broken, but the spell bounced back at a faster speed.

"Boom." The spell hit the ground, and Voldemort jumped to the other side in that critical moment, and the ground was corroded except for a large hole more than a half meters deep.

Voldemort narrowed his eyes, "Mirror Curse, I didn't expect you to be such a slutty curse."

"But do you think you can deal with me like this? You are still far from it, Jack Silver." Voldemort spitted on the ground, "If you practice for another seventy or eighty years, maybe I'll be scared, but it's not possible now. You and this Moody have escaped my first spell, and can you escape the second, third and fourth? Where is the old man Dumbledore hiding? Let him get out! You are not qualified to fight me at all!"

"Dumbledore will naturally appear at the right time, Voldemort!" Moody used a disarming spell to Peter, who secretly took out his wand and was about to do something. Peter was knocked to the ground and his wand flew far away.
Chapter completed!