I became Voldemort
Chapter 194: Lucius: ..F*ck!
Chapter 194: Lucius: ..F*ck!
Karkaroff thought that seeing "Barty Crouch" had stirred up unpleasant memories, which was why he felt so uneasy.
In any case, he had made up his mind—he wasn''t going to Britain, no matter what.
He had decided that as soon as he resigned, he would find a place to hide.
Whether the Dark Lord truly returned or not, whatever the outcome, he wouldn''t be seen again until his dying day.
Voldemort, of course, knew exactly what Karkaroff was afraid of.
To be honest, it was because of people like Karkaroff that the Death Eaters had such a poor reputation.
But Voldemort wasn''t like Grindelwald. Grindelwald gathered followers to achieve his ambitions, while Voldemort only needed to rule through fear and oppression. The quality of his followers didn''t concern him in the least.
"Then, please take me to see Madam Rosier," Barty Sr. (Voldemort) said stiffly.
Soon, under Karkaroff''s guidance, Voldemort was brought to an elderly witch with white hair.
She looked as though she might be close to a hundred years old, yet her posture was still remarkably upright.
"Vinda Rosier," the witch introduced herself, extending her hand. After a brief handshake, she invited Voldemort to sit down for a conversation.
It was a relatively pleasant discussion. Voldemort kept up his disguise as Crouch well, while also probing Vinda Rosier''s opinions about Hogwarts and, more importantly, Dumbledore.
It was clear that Vinda had little fondness for the century-old headmaster; in fact, she harbored a certain hostility towards him.
This made Voldemort very pleased.
An inherent enemy of Dumbledore was, by default, a natural ally to him.
With a little influence, he could not only undermine Dumbledore''s efforts to seek outside support but could also turn this situation to strike back at Dumbledore.
It was a fine plan in Voldemort''s mind, but he overlooked the significance of this lady''s name.
"We need to do something bigger to atone for our mistakes, to quell the Master''s wrath!" The wizard, who also belonged to one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight pureblood families, spoke with authority. Given the stakes—their lives and the fate of their families—everyone was eager to hear his suggestion.
"If the Master''s most trusted are all in Azkaban, then what if we break them out? If we return to the Master with them and bow at his feet, perhaps he would forgive us?"
This idea garnered a lot of support; they indeed needed to achieve something significant to make up for their betrayal.
But Lucius''s expression darkened.
If things got too out of hand, what if Cyrus thought he was planning to rejoin Voldemort''s ranks? Besides, breaking into Azkaban was fraught with danger.
"This is a perfect opportunity!" the wizard continued. "Most of the Dementors have been reassigned to hunt down that ''Tom Riddle,'' so Azkaban is likely at its weakest in terms of security right now."
"But can you handle them?" Lucius quickly interjected, referring to the Dementors.
"They''re not only vulnerable to the Patronus Charm," the dark wizard replied.
Dementors only fear the Patronus Charm when it comes to ordinary wizards, but in reality, there are dark magic methods to restrain Dementors. Otherwise, these creatures would be the bane of dark wizards, making it impossible for them to ally with Voldemort.
"So, we''re breaking them out?"
"Yes, we''ll be breaking them out!"
"Breaking them out!"
The chant grew louder and more fervent as dozens of people raised their fists in unison, the deafening roar echoing around them.
Lucius felt dizzy and overwhelmed. His only thought now was to find a way to inform Cyrus about this plan. However, another wizard stepped forward and said venomously, "Since everyone agrees, why don''t we act now, catch them off guard, and avoid any chance of word getting out?"
''...fuck'' Upon hearing this, Lucius felt a chilling coldness in his hands and feet, as if he had just stepped onto a path of no return.
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