Accidentally broke into the wizarding world

Lucius didn't follow immediately, he looked at Bellatrix, as if to say, it's time for you to visit your husband.

Bellatrix was unmoved.

Alberta was imprisoned, and beside him were many wizards who had been tortured to the brink of death.

She remained in a coma, completely unaware that she had circled the entrance of hell and was still in danger.

It was at this time that Lucius received the message from Narcissa, and after learning that Adonis had stayed safely in Malfoy Manor, he looked at Alberta lying on the cold ground with dark eyes.

"Girl, it's a dangerous world."

There was a smile without a trace of warmth on his lips.

This is Voldemort

"Lucius, I heard that Bella caught an interesting gadget? Why, did you find anything out of your interrogation?" Voldemort sat in the upper seat, and he seemed extremely unstable without the silver snake Nagini.Bellatrix stood beside him, flashing a defiant grin at Lucius.

Lucius bent down and bowed: "My master, why don't you take a look at this interesting thing for yourself?"

Behind him, Alberta was brought up with blank eyes and a dull expression.The wizard who was holding her gave her a merciless push, causing her to stumble and fall in front of Voldemort.Even though the skin on his hands and legs was scratched, there was still no light in those big beautiful sea blue eyes.

Voldemort looked at Alberta and cast a Cruciatus Curse without warning.The red light sank into Alberta's body, she was shocked, and then began to twitch violently.It was as if every bone and every inch of skin had been forcefully distorted and pained deep into the bone marrow. Alberta woke up from the effect of the Imperius Curse, and her eyes gradually gained focus.However, Voldemort's Cruciatus Curse didn't stop, it kept torturing the poor girl.

However, none of the people present had the usual smile on their faces. They all looked at Alberta with shocked expressions.There is no other reason, this girl who was tortured by their dark lord with the Cruciatus Curse did not make a sound at all!

Her ten fingers gripped the rug under her body tightly, and instead of closing her eyes, she kept staring at Voldemort.Those eyes revealed a dazzling flame light, unyielding and stubborn.Her face was already pale like a ghost, and her hair was stuck to her face with sweat, making her eyes even more attractive.

Voldemort finally stopped tormenting.He looked at Alberta without any emotion.

At this moment, Bellatrix suddenly smiled: "Girl, where is your bracelet? It was taken away by some guilty traitor, so it can't continue to protect you?"

Alberta didn't move her eyes away, she was still staring at Voldemort, the dark duke who was well known in the wizarding world but should never appear in her Muggle life.Bellatrix was enraged by that indifference to others, and with a cry, she pointed her wand at Alberta. "Cruciate!"

It's a pity that the red light was dismissed by Voldemort raising his hand. "Bella, you're passing over."

Bellatrix looked down. "I'm sorry, Master." In this world, the only one who could make Bellatrix bow her head and give in was Voldemort.

Lucius took a step forward: "MyLord, this is the bracelet she's wearing." He handed over a broken bracelet, and when he walked past Alberta, the girl didn't respond at all, as if it was real. Don't know this Death Eater in general.

Voldemort wasn't interested in the so-called bracelet, he just glanced at it and let Lucius go down.Bellatrix opened her mouth, but Voldemort gave her a look and told her to shut it.

Alberta finally coughed lightly, her voice was extremely hoarse, and her throat seemed bloodshot.

"You are, the famous Voldemort, the man Albus spoke of..."

Her words made Voldemort narrow his eyes. "Albus Dumbledore?" The name reminded him of something, and in the next second, he was laughing. "Albus Dumbledore! That Dumbledore who died at my hands! Haha, poor fellow, do you want his protection? Touched by that so-called love? Don't be stupid girl! He's dead It's gone! The dead can't die anymore!"

Alberta's expression remained unchanged. "It wasn't death, it was just going down a path that you would never have walked on. It was an adventure, a brave challenge."

"Joke!" Voldemort's laughter stopped abruptly, and he stared at Alberta with a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

Alberta sat up slowly, she propped up the ground with her hands, and left the blood-soaked carpet bit by bit.She stood up, even though her legs were trembling and there was nothing to support her, she still stood up with her own strength!

This fragile girl stood among the dangerous Death Eaters, and in front of her sat the most terrifying Dark Lord in the wizarding world, and she still bore the scars left by the dark wizards on her body.However, it was such a girl who bravely straightened her body and looked around at the Death Eaters around her.

Her gaze was like a burning flame, making every Death Eater she saw feel the soul tremble.

Lucius saw the girl's eyes sweeping over him coldly, without stopping for a moment, his breathing stagnated.

Alberta had already looked at Voldemort, who was sitting at the top. "Are these your subjects? Your Excellency the Duke of Darkness."

"You think you can die, girl." Voldemort sneered.

"You led them, no, it should be said, you gathered them, for your kingdom, there is no pure-blood royal court of any half-bloods, mudbloods, right? You think Muggles should not live in this world, even mixed with Wizards with Muggle blood should also be wiped out. But, Your Excellency, how long did it take you to erase these stains?"

"Ten years? 20 years? 50 years? Have you succeeded? How many Muggles and non-pure-blood wizards have you and your subjects killed in the past time? One hundred thousand? Fifty thousand? One hundred thousand? Ten thousand? Or less?"

"Do you know how many Muggle children are born every year? Do you know how many millions the Muggle population is now?"

"Six billion. How many wizards are there under your command? What fraction of the Muggle population?"

"How many pure-blood wizards are you allowed to survive? What percentage of them are loyal to you?"

"Your Excellency, do you plan to rule the wizarding world with pure blood? So how many people will you send to obliterate impure wizards? How many people will you send to maintain order in the wizarding world? How many people will you send to continue the glory of pure blood? "

"In order to maintain the pure blood, do you want to circle those pure blood wizards as breeding horses and keep giving birth to pure blood offspring?"

Voldemort looked at Alberta, his eyes were bright red.

The Death Eaters held their breath long ago, looking at this Muggle who dared to talk in front of the Dark Duke.Listening to Alberta's words, they gradually fell into silence.

"I heard that you have gained a lot on the road to eternal life, Your Excellency the Duke. You are a great wizard, and you have been thwarted by the god of death who is feared by mortals but has never failed. I think you will be famous forever, for this A method invented by you to defeat the god of death."

"Will you choose a few of your most loyal subordinates and give them the method of eternal life so that they will follow you forever? However, you are already strong enough to resist the world's attempts to obtain the method of eternal life with one person. Wizards or aliens?"

"Your Excellency, if there are more and more people in this world who have stolen the secret of eternal life, will they still be satisfied with being ruled by one person? They resist, you suppress, they flee, and you kill. This endless cycle, is the purpose of your eternal life?"

"There are countless people in this world who want to pursue eternal life. They do it for power, money, and desire. What about you, the great Duke of Darkness, what are you doing for it?"

"Dumbledore once told me that he was trying to love you, the best student and wizard he had ever met."

Voldemort sneered disdainfully.

"But obviously, he was wrong. Not everyone in this world believes in love, and not everyone believes in love. Obviously, you are the one who doesn't believe in love."

"It's not surprising, you are already strong enough. You don't need anyone's protection, your ideas don't need anyone's approval, you can easily kill all those who resist you."

"In front of you, the fragile word love loses its meaning."

"To me, you are frightening. Of course not only your strength, your mind, your punishment, but more importantly, you, Your Excellency. What I fear is nothing but you .”

"You despise all rules and orders made by others. You want to exist beyond everyone in the world. You think those orders should be made by you. Why not? You are already so powerful. Right?"

"You don't have any faith, because, you want to be faith. You want to be, Merlin."