Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 815 Voldemort: I am the child's father!

Inside the house where every wish is granted, Ryan's voice fell.

A golden clock formed on Ryan's chest, flew towards the TV and disappeared into it.

After the rustling sound, a small island gradually emerged from the storm.

The scene zooms in, and in Azkaban prison, the Death Eaters are praying before dinner.

In front of the bonfire, there were skewers of rats, bats, and horklaps.

They sizzled in the firelight.

"The great and holy Lord of Black Magic will take 37 weeks to restore his heartbeat, days to regain consciousness, days to restore his strength, and one day to regain the world!"

Kate raised her eyebrows unhappily as she listened to these pious voices that made her sick. "Where's Voldemort?"

"Look at the black smoke on the campfire." With Ryan's reminder, she realized that the black smoke was not a metabolite of the barbecue process.

It was like dark clouds gradually gathering and forming above the campfire.

Finally, a vague figure emerged.

"Really?" Kate patted Ryan's thigh.

The outline of the figure was blurry, as if viewed through a foggy glass window.

But the blood-red eyes and the feature of having no nose and only two slits further revealed the identity of the person.

As this shadow descended upon the bonfire,

Bellatrix's husband, Rodolphus Lestrange, carefully moved a few steps away from her.
From the way she naturally stuck to him,
It further proves that this phantom is Voldemort.

"Master, you finally show up! Bella has been looking forward to your resurrection!" Bella's voice became tense with excitement, her black face turned red, and her swollen eyes were filled with tears of joy.

"Bella." Voldemort's hand touched her head, and Bella lowered her head and rested her head on his thigh.

Rubbing against me like a big black cat.

Rodolphus Lestrange, like other Death Eaters, looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, as if he saw and heard nothing.

"Love is just an illusion," Voldemort narrowed his blood-red eyes, "White wizards like Dumbledore keep talking about love as if it were in their hands.

My eyes can see through everything.

I am the greatest wizard ever to live, the most accomplished Legilimency master the world has ever seen!

'Seeing is believing', this is the way we should fight.

I have torn my chest open and seen countless hearts that claim to be loving.
Cracked skulls and flipped through countless boring brains.

I came to a conclusion!

Only fear is real.

Love is a disease, something that should be abandoned.

It makes people vulnerable!

even
If Dumbledore didn't have it, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have lived to adulthood!" Voldemort paused, forcing a smile on his face, "But it can't be said to be a bad thing."

Voldemort pressed his long, pale index finger to Bella's cheek, "Because of it, I have a daughter.

This is an amazing achievement and she has great potential.

Maybe even as a continuation of me.

Although I don’t need it.”

Bella gave a sick smile.

However, at this time, Rodolphus on the side could no longer sit still.

For the first time he mustered up the courage to face the serious question of the child's ancestry.

He stiffened his neck and said in a muffled voice: "That child has the chin of the Lestrange family. Master, I have confirmed it."

snort!
Voldemort snorted coldly,
An invisible hand pinned Rodolphus to the ground.

Bella continued to rub Voldemort's thigh.

Rabastan Lestrange, Rodolphus's brother, lowered his head even lower.

“You are just one of the members who provided the basic materials, just like Crouch Jr. and Rabastan (Voldemort didn’t know that Harry also joined in the dream and was the leader)!
It was my power that made it possible! I am the father of the child!

You should feel honored that your lowly blood can be regarded as part of my Dark Daughter!" Voldemort sneered.

Bella on the side suddenly seemed to remember something and quickly knelt on the ground, "Master!
Your lowly servant Bella once thought of killing her.

In order not to delay your important plans!

I didn’t know she was your daughter!”

Rodolphus was very upset: Can my daughter be killed?
In response, Voldemort just sneered: "Do you think you can hurt her, my daughter?
If you do succeed, the result is that you are rebounded by her power and lose a life.

You're lucky, Bella."

"One more thing!" Bella was still crawling on the ground, "She is in Hogwarts now!
When I dared to offend her, she went to Hogwarts!
Would this happen, I mean?"

Then, Bella tentatively said the title, "our daughter."

Seeing that Voldemort did not respond, he continued excitedly: "She is in Hogwarts. Maybe."

Voldemort waved his hand and said, "I just said what kind of person Dumbledore is.

He believed in love to the point of stupidity!
Naively believe that everything can be resolved by love.

So, Bella. He will treat my daughter well, maybe even better than Harry Potter!

After all, he could sense my daughter's powerful magical potential!

He must use love to influence others and prevent himself from becoming like me."

Voldemort laughed a shrill laugh.

The Mulcer father and son, as well as Travers, who had nothing to do with the matter, laughed together.

"Is she really okay?
I heard that traitor Snape is also at Hogwarts - as Potions Professor!

We all know what a sinister and vicious person he is.

For the victory of the Order of the Phoenix, he sacrificed his most beloved woman, Lily Evans (that's what Rodolphus thought).

And he was a skilled potions master.

Can kill people invisibly with magic potions.

Your Daughter of Darkness is no greater.

But still a child.

"Will Snape secretly poison the child just to eliminate the threat?" Rodolphus said worriedly.

Although his master denied his qualifications as a father.

But the master also clearly mentioned that the child did have Lestrange blood.

So, in his opinion, isn't that child still his daughter?

At most, there are just three more fathers.

Rabastan is his younger brother and also a Lestrange.

The Crouch family is also one of the twenty-eight sacred families, and they are also related to each other.

And the master is a descendant of the great Slytherin.

Right now, this daughter is even more important in his heart.

To the extent that he dared to deny his master's conclusion.

"How dare you!" Bella stood up angrily - for her husband's transgression.

But Voldemort was not angry. He patted Bella's shoulder and said, "Bella. He is just worried about our child."

When she heard the word 'we', Bella fell on Voldemort as if all her bones were pulled out.

Forget everything.

Voldemort continued with a smile, “And Snape couldn’t do that.

There - at Hogwarts, besides the threats I have sensed these days, there is another me."

(End of this chapter)