Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 391 Forced Marriage
"Stop, my God, Dark Lord, please stop."

Snape was the quickest to react, but he just smiled.

Lupine, who was the second to react, squatted beside Sirius and begged Voldemort loudly—he did have the desire to pull out his wand, and even shook his right hand because of it, but then gave up.

On the other side, Bokis was staring at this unbelievable and miraculous scene with wide eyes.

God is sorry, he has seen so little magic, and this scene is precious to him.

However, he felt that Sirius' twitch was a bit exaggerated, and in his opinion, the Cruciatus Curse could not be so powerful.

Harry was the last to react, or rather, Harry was the one who overreacted the most.

He was gripping his wand almost the instant Sirius hit him, the fighting instinct Snape had instilled in him.

But he quickly realized what he was doing, so he decisively gave up the next move.

And when he cast his eyes on Voldemort, he saw Voldemort raised his wand and raised the corner of his mouth at him.

It made Harry a little embarrassed, and by the time he had recovered from the embarrassment, his godfather didn't even have the strength to howl.

"Professor, please don't hurt my godfather, he didn't mean it, he just cared too much about me." Harry said loudly.

Voldemort didn't stop punishing Sirius for such words, he turned his head completely to Harry, looked at him and spoke.

"Intentionality is an excuse, Harry. Everyone is responsible for their actions, and I can't escape this truth, so he needs to be punished." Voldemort actually taught Harry at this time.

Voldemort had paid attention to Harry's attitude towards him long ago.

He once thought that the two of them could not get along peacefully, but when Hogwarts first started the year before last, Harry's state looked like that, indeed.

It's just that his state, with the passage of time, has become weaker.

Maybe it's because Harry has no memory of getting along with his parents, or maybe his aunt's family didn't give him a deep sense of family affection.

In short, his feelings for revenge were very weak, and he soon lost such desires.

And when it came to the resurrection stone last time, Voldemort couldn't see a trace of hatred in his eyes, including now.

"The Dark Lord...my lord."

Lupine stood up, bowed slightly to Voldemort and said, "Please forgive Sirius, you know he has been in Azkaban for a long time, so..."

This is persuasion from another angle, and Voldemort thinks it makes sense.

"Whoosh."

The magic connection was broken, and Sirius collapsed on the ground in an instant, without any more struggle.

"Eat some chocolate, or... who knows."

Voldemort waved his hand, motioning everyone to leave.

And the people in front of him, except for Snape and Pokiss, really didn't want to stay anymore.

Lupine quickly picked up Sirius and was about to help him leave, but Sirius, who had just regained some strength, pushed him away violently.

"Traitor, you traitor, you actually bowed your head to him..."

The sound was not loud, but the way he gritted his teeth proved that Sirius, who fell to the ground, exerted all his strength.

As for his ungrateful behavior, Voldemort, Snape and others laughed disdainfully, except Lupine and Harry said nothing.

"Wait a minute, Lupine, and get him up, I have something to say to him."

Voldemort waved his hand again, signaling to the few people not to leave in a hurry.

"I won't listen, take me away, Lupine." Sirius stood up reluctantly, and began to seek Lupine's help, wanting to leave quickly.

But with one word from Voldemort, his movements will be there.

"It's life and death for Harry."

"Well, you won, what are you going to say?" Sirius asked.

"About your marriage," said Voldemort.

"marriage?"

Sirius' voice was full of doubts, and Luping and the others looked at Voldemort suspiciously.

"Yes, a distant relative of the Malfoy family, one of the French branch... a widow, no children, don't worry, if you have children, I will help you refuse."

Voldemort said very sincerely, but the eyes of the people opposite him were full of strangeness when they looked at him.

No.

Has the Dark Lord started to match people up now?
Is this to keep the blood of pure-blood wizards alive, or is it really just a matter of doing nothing?
"What do you mean?" Voldemort didn't care about everyone's surprise, but said bluntly, "The widow over there is still waiting for news, the only child of the Black family, he thinks it's good."

"put……"

Before the fart came out, Lupine, who had a premonition, almost jumped on top of him and covered his mouth.

"He was begging you to let him go, Lord Dark Lord, I'm sorry he refused this marriage," Lupine said quickly.

Voldemort curled his lips; he obviously understood what Sirius' unspoken words meant, but he didn't care.

"Sirius, you can choose to refuse, but if that's the case, I won't take out that piece of soul when Harry becomes an adult."

Voldemort shrugged his shoulders, picked up the hair that fell off his shoulders with his wand, and continued, "Let's just make him a humanoid Horcrux, that might be a good choice."

"Woooo~~"

Sirius struggled to say something, but Lupine dared not let go.

The two struggled on the carpet for a long time, and Sirius finally convinced each other with his eyes.

"I agree, it's okay, my God, is there no choice other than the Malfoy family?"

As soon as Lupine's hand was gone, Sirius shouted these words.

It has to be said that his thinking is sometimes very jumping.

"One more condition, Sirius, I hope you can give birth to a child before Harry becomes an adult, otherwise I still refuse to solve Harry's troubles." Voldemort said again.

Sirius opened his mouth to say something, but after glancing at Lupine who was eager to try, he chose to give up.

"Uncle Porches?"

Harry suddenly called out Porkis' name in surprise, and he didn't know if he just noticed Porkis at this moment, or to change the subject.

"Harry, long time no see." Pokis waved at Harry with a smile on his face.

He really liked it, or thanked Harry for it.

If it weren't for Harry, he felt that he would not have been in touch with Voldemort, let alone be chosen as Voldemort's spokesperson.

Fate is so wonderful, he has become Voldemort's subordinate because of Voldemort's enemy, which is indeed something he never thought of.

"Why are you here?" Harry looked surprised, and his face was full of doubts.

"You can go downstairs to catch up, Harry, I'm still reading."

Voldemort pointed to the tome on the desk, then waved his hand to signal that everyone could leave.

"You don't want me to give you an answer, or a promise?" Sirius asked dissatisfied, and with one hand he pushed away Lupine who was trying to pull him away.

"I don't mind your choice, Sirius, because it's at the cost of Harry's life."

Voldemort's eyes had already landed on the book, he waved his hands impatiently and said, "Remember to close the door from the outside, gentlemen, don't interfere with my reading."

(End of this chapter)