who moved my coffin

Several disturbing tidbits have been circulating within the Death Eaters and Order of the Phoenix recently:

Lord Voldemort was murdered by traitors from the Order of the Phoenix and the high-level Death Eaters. Everyone knew who the high-level Death Eaters were implying.

A man of prophetic blood had made a real prophecy that the key to defeating the Death Eaters was a child born in July who possessed strength comparable to the Dark Lord.

Voldemort and the Death Eaters would soon be destroyed as Reaper set his sights on the Dark Lord.

Reaper has killed a Dark Lord, and everyone speculates that the reason for Voldemort's disappearance has finally been found, and Reaper is staring at the other two Dark Lords.

Geliot Grindelwald left Europe not because of exile, but because he knew a prophecy related to the downfall of the Dark Lord.

A July-born boy with the powers of the Dark Lord, the reincarnation of Voldemort, has escaped death's ambush three times.

Reaper comes out in July, and here's what a boy and three Dark Lords have to say...

I don't know from which channel the rumors started to spread. Anyway, the more they spread, the more outrageous they became. None of the three Dark Lords involved were missed, and the prophecy was fragmented and inserted in each theory.

Mr. Severus Snape, who was in charge of spreading one of the relatively normal news, was once again shocked by the world's ability to spread falsehoods.

Viddy, who was responsible for planning to muddy the waters, was also captured by the imagination of the wizards.

"I never thought that men's gossip is scarier than women." Viddy shrugged helplessly, and Severus' face flashed obvious unnaturalness.

No matter how it is passed on, some hidden information is enough to make restless people come up with all kinds of ideas. Longbottom Manor and Potter Manor both chose to close the manor during this period. Their third-generation children are most in line with some truth or falsehood. conditions of prophecy.

Disagreements began to appear among the Death Eaters. The Voldemort supporters represented by Bellatrix Black asked Vidi to eradicate the unstable factors. The Vidi supporters represented by Lucius Malfoy believed that there was no need Bet more attention on rumors.

Vidi did not give a clear answer to the opinions of the two parties. Sometimes, the absence of opinions gave more reason to speculate on the interested parties. Bellatrix and the others began to secretly search for children born in July, although there was no clear answer. Attacking those wizard families brought invisible panic pressure to those families.

"They are apparently searching for the boy in the prophecy, but they are actually looking for the whereabouts of Lord Voldemort..." Lucius reported the information he had obtained to Vidi.

"So, what do you think, Lucius?" Viddy looked at Lucius with a half-smile, and he also wanted to know whether Lucius was loyal to Voldemort or Vidi, although there was no difference between the two, but Viddy wanted to know.

Lucius lowered his eyes, "Master, if they find Master Voldemort, will you surrender the Death Eaters' right to rule?"

Malfoy's rhetorical question stunned Vidi for a moment, and he chuckled, "Yeah, what should Vidi Gunther do if Voldemort returns? Hmph, but, Lucius, you seem to have forgotten that I I was supposed to exercise Voldemort's power on behalf of me, and my real job is the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts."

Lucius bent down more respectfully, "This is exactly what my subordinates are worried about, young master, whether it is the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts or the leader of the Death Eaters, it is a difficult choice. Master Voldemort allows only one person to be Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts - and that is himself, and you have been reelected for nearly three years, and that alone says a lot..." Young Malfoy Patriarch Raising his head, there was a look of fanaticism in his eyes at this moment, "Master, the Malfoy family has never been so sure of their choice, because some incredible miracles have already appeared before us, and only those who lack strength can't see the real power ..."

"Is it really powerful?" Vidi slowly showed the smile that Lucius was very familiar with, and looked at Lucius with admiration, "When did you find out, Lucius? Severus, he also found out ?"

Lucius knelt down on one knee, raised his head, and the devout look on his face moved Vidy, "Master, since this subordinate came back from that terrible place a year ago, this subordinate and Severus have thought of this level, It is precisely because I have seen how powerful the enemy of the master is that I understand that the master has become so powerful that we cannot match it!"

Viddy smiled and turned to leave, "Very well, Voldemort needs loyal subordinates, and more importantly, wise and loyal subordinates..."

Lucius looked at the back of Viddy leaving, and suppressed the shock in his heart. The idea that Vidi was Voldemort was indeed guessed by Severus a year ago, but there was no evidence to prove it.

Severus, being a Potions Master, was able to be pretty sure that Viddy Gunther wasn't using any Polyjuice Potions or anything like that, so getting them to be sure of the fact that Viddy was Voldemort was more like a time than it ever seemed adventure.

Lucius decisively chose to trust Severus' judgment, and he would rather take risks for this. In his opinion, if they can recognize the new Voldemort Vidy, they will be closer than Bella who is only loyal to Voldemort. The position in Voldemort's heart.

Sure enough, Lucius made the right bet. Perhaps, this is the reason why the Malfoy family has endured for so long. Choices are indeed important, but decisive and wise choices often come from a gamble with a 50.00% chance.

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Imerton wandered on the sunny beach of Hawaii. For him as a demigod, it was an instinct to believe [-]% in the fate he saw.Hiding the death of Cyrus as an unrecoverable scar deep in his heart, using all the comfort he could get to numb his lost heart, Imerton deftly diverted his attention with new targets, for example, he is now In search of the blond boy who is destined to meet, Imerton hates the teasing of fate, but believes that fate will never be indiscriminate.

But for a month, he didn't see the boy. Imerton's harvest during this period is that the bikinis of modern women are not higher than those of Egyptian slaves, and some are even not as comfortable as the clothes of Egyptian slaves. The men's clothing was so crude that Imerton couldn't accept it, so the picky Imerton had to waste magic to change into satisfactory clothes for himself.

"The only thing worth looking forward to in this world is good wine and food." Imerton fell in love with martinis and pasta.

Robert Gale, who was forcibly tied up by Imerton, has always suspected that he was robbed. The robber was the man named Imerton who never paid for his food and lodging for seven days and seven nights. guy.

The more I get in touch with Imerton, the more I feel that this guy is like a monster living in slavery. His eyes are not on the top of his head, but not on his head at all. It seems that he looks down on everyone from the sky Angle, and whether or not Imerton sees you depends on his mood, he never even asks Robert's name, but uses "hi", "you", "that who" to refer to Robert, it seems that everyone in Imerton All eyes are slaves.

Imerton likes to be lively. He walks in the market every day, picks up the fruit on the stall and eats it, and the one who pays is always Robert, who is like a servant behind him; Imerton is very rude to the strangers in front of him— — No matter Muggle or wizard, throw it into the sky with one finger, and it's not Robert who cleans up the mess for him, or the coastal lifeguard wizard, or the man in black, anyway, they have now written about dealing with Imerton's mess Into the daily work memo.

Imerton changed a set of clothes every day, but the fabric of the trousers would never exceed the knee position. Even so, no matter Muggles or other humanoid creatures, they were always inexplicably attracted to him, which made Robert and American Aurors are extraordinarily jealous.

While Imerton was patrolling the beach in Hawaii every day, Cyrus, oh no, Mr. Samuel Connery was enjoying life on a private beach on a private island near Hawaii.

"Hey, compared to those crowded public sightseeing beaches, these private beaches are more comfortable. There is no pollution, no noise, and the beauties are carefully selected..." With only a small confusing charm, Samuel The husband became a good friend of an oil tycoon, and was able to enjoy the tycoon's private beach, and by the way, met several beautiful Latin models introduced by the rich man.

"Samuel my dear, where are we going to play today?"

The tall, chocolate-skinned girl Mirari is one of the beauties who are obsessed with handsome Samuel. As the winner of the Miss South America beauty pageant, Mirari is convinced of her charm to conquer men. The girl met Samuel In a split second, he decided to belong to his wealthy family.

Young and handsome, and more importantly, he is friends with the oil tycoon. The people in that circle are far from rich and indescribable, so, like all the girls who are aiming at the target, Mirari started the game of chasing men.

So far, it is said that no girl has ever dated this Mr. Connery alone, and Millari decided to be the only one today.

Of course, this was when she saw Mr. Samuel’s new yacht sailing into the port. Not long ago, this yacht was flaunted as the treasure of the owner in a famous yacht professional shop in Hawaii, and today it has become Kang Mr. Nali's belongings, if this kind of boldness is used to buy Cartier jewelry or other luxury goods for his girlfriend, his girlfriend will definitely be the focus of all banquets.

Thinking of this, Millari's bones became extraordinarily soft, and her whole body wished she could rub herself into Cyrus' arms, even though she was almost as tall as Cyrus in high heels.

"Milari, my sweetest chocolate, darling, you can go wherever you want today, even if it is the Bermuda Devil's Triangle, I will go through fire and water, and I will do whatever I want..." Samuel squinted his eyes and said flattering words free of money, he His arms were unceremoniously wrapped around the beauty's waist, but his eyes were still shooting at other models not far away.

"I hate it, I just want to go alone with you..." Mirari whispered in Samuel's ear, "Go alone, my dear, we have a whole day...".

Such a strong hint, as long as it is not incompetent, a man should understand it, but Mr. Samuel is not satisfied.

"Is one... enough?" The little apprentice's mind is full of the scenes of the ancient Egyptian pharaoh or his master hugging from left to right, and he feels that he can't leave too much behind, so he nodded greedily, oblivious to the beauty around him He had already heard his muttering to himself, his willow eyebrows were erected, and his murderous aura rose.

"Damn it, you pervert!" A big back throw threw Cyrus to the ground, and the beautiful Mirari walked away on ten-centimeter high heels.

"Ah, what's the matter? Millari, hey, my little sweetheart, don't be angry!" Samuel quickly got up and went after the beauty.

Listening proudly to the pleading voice behind him, Mirari proudly stepped on the catwalk and boarded Samuel's new yacht.

Samuel winked at the other beauties apologetically. At least, Mirari is indeed the most outstanding among them. Forget it, eating one by one is the same. The one with a temper will be dealt with first.

After asking Miss Millari for directions, Samuel triumphantly drove towards the target.

In the direction of the yacht, a bald archmage was walking on the beach, looking for the boy he was destined to be.