Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

"Idiots, all idiots!"

It was still the splendid hall. Both sides of the long table were filled with wizards wearing black hoods. But they all lowered their heads in silence at this time, for fear that when they looked up they would see those indifferent eyes. Fearful red eyes.

"Why don't you speak." Voldemort came to a person and asked condescendingly: "Antoning, how did you promise me that this is your answer to me?

"You lost a leg and ran away like a bed bug, and you still want to ask for my forgiveness?"

"Master, I swear I have tried my best, master!" Antonin Dolohov fell to the ground with a plop and tried to kiss Voldemort's robe that was dragging on the ground, but Voldemort avoided him in disgust.

This action made Antonin Dolohov even more frightened. As an old Death Eater who had followed Voldemort more than ten years ago, he knew very well what it meant when the Dark Lord no longer accepted compliments from his servants.

This means that this servant has completely no use value in his eyes... It's like no one would take a second look at a broken shoe.

"It's Malfoy, it's Draco Malfoy." Antonin Dolohov said sharply: "If he could kill Dumbledore earlier, we would have completed the mission long ago!"

At the end of the long table, Draco Malfoy felt a gaze coming towards him, which instantly made him feel cold all over, and his face became extremely pale, with no trace of blood at all.

"Nonsense, you despicable coward!" Lucius Malfoy suddenly raised his head and glared at Antonin Dolokhov, who had a good relationship with him... let's call him a colleague, with his bloodshot eyes. .

"Master..." Lucius lay on the ground, trying to plead, "Draco is only sixteen years old, he..."

"Please, Master, please forgive me..."

"If the battlefield is chosen at Hogwarts, and all the students' lives are threatened, or a few random people are captured and tied to him, even Dumbledore will not dare to resist.

"Then why don't you go to Hogwarts yourself."

Because what Lucius said is true.

"That Kyle, he ruined my good deeds time and time again when he was sixteen. If he can do it, why can't Draco.

At this moment, Lucius couldn't care less about being afraid, and roared: "Draco found a secret passage to Hogwarts for his master. His contribution is obvious to all, who of you can do it?" No, no one!"

"Draco did what none of you could do!"

Lucius Malfoy immediately shut his mouth, and all the other Death Eaters around him lowered their heads, not even daring to breathe.

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

After Lucius said this, Voldemort also withdrew his gaze and looked at Antonin Dolohov on the ground again, as if waiting for his explanation.

Before this, they really couldn't find a way to enter Hogwarts smoothly. No, it should be said that it was difficult for them to even go to Hogsmeade. The school was almost surrounded by spies from the Order of the Phoenix.

Yes, Dolohov was very happy, because Voldemort used the Cruciatus Curse, not the Death Curse... The proud Dark Lord never bothered to punish his servant for the second time, which also meant that he would not die.

Oren seemed to have not seen the magic wand on his forehead, and said to himself:

"Thank you...thank you for your tolerance...Master..."

The severe pain caused Dolohov's whole body to curl up and struggle silently, but he was very happy in his heart.

"This is a lesson for you." Voldemort said calmly, "My order is for you to kill Dumbledore, why don't you do it."

He really wanted to say that he had not done it because he had obeyed Voldemort's order and had to let Draco Malfoy kill Dumbledore himself.

So in a sense, Draco Malfoy's contribution to finding the Vanishing Cabinet is indeed beyond everyone's imagination.

Everyone else present raised their heads and looked at Lucius Malfoy.

To be honest, his indiscriminate attack could be said to have scolded everyone present, and it was useless to scold them in front of Voldemort.

So now he can only hope that someone can help and say a few words, but unfortunately, there is no tradition of helping colleagues among Death Eaters.

Dolokhov was really scared, and beads of sweat on his forehead were trapped on the ground.

"What did you just say?" Voldemort came to Oren's side and looked at him with interest.

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

At the same time, there was a rustling sound coming from the shadows beyond the light, as if something was sliding over from the ground, and the sound became clearer and clearer.

But Dolokhov did not dare. He was sure that if he said so, he would die immediately.

Subconsciously, everyone looked in the direction of the sound, trying to see which warrior didn't want to live.

"I'm not talking to you, Lucius." Voldemort raised a finger to signal him to stay quiet.

"Or do you think that the Dark Lord's servants are no match for Dumbledore's students?"

However, at this moment, a sudden sound came from the room.

Five minutes later, Voldemort lowered his wand, and Dolohov lay limply on the ground, trembling and opening his mouth.

When the other Death Eaters saw this, they all lowered their heads with different expressions, some were happy, some were disappointed.

The sound of gliding in the darkness gradually disappeared,

Draco Malfoy wanted to defend himself, but the pain caused by the Cruciatus Curse made it impossible for him to make a sound.

"I asked, as the Dark Lord, why didn't you go to Hogwarts?"

At this moment, the Death Eaters wanted to kill him more than ever, but they did not dare to do anything, not even to refute.

Voldemort said nothing. If there were not fewer and fewer useful people around him, he would not be able to let Antonin Dolohov go so easily.

Voldemort slowly raised his wand.

Lucius watched with horror as Voldemort pointed his wand at Draco at the end of the long table.

The Cruciatus Curse hit again, and Draco Malfoy, like Dolohov, curled up on the ground and struggled in pain.

"When the time comes, you can kill him without any effort."

There was a sound of breathing around, and all the Death Eaters, including Bellatrix and Barty Crouch Jr., looked at the new guy with a strange look.

Good guy, tie students to your body and fight Dumbledore. Even if they think they are full of evil, they can't do such a bottomless behavior, but the other party can say it so calmly.

For a moment, they even felt a little ashamed.

Even Voldemort looked at Oren blankly, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

"You mean to say that I, the heir of Salazar Slytherin, the greatest Dark Lord to date, need this to defeat Dumbledore?"

Voldemort's voice was cold, and his snake-like eyes were emotionless. It seemed that if Oren said the wrong thing, he would kill him without hesitation.

"You're worrying too much. That's not what I meant." Oren's face remained calm, "But this is indeed a rare opportunity. I just feel a little pity."