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Danica stood pale in the dilapidated hallway, and the Death Eaters sitting around looked at her mockingly, while Voldemort standing in front of her was expressionless and looked at her coldly.

"You said you wouldn't let me down." He said, "It's been a month, but you told me that you couldn't find Karkaroff either."

Danica stood numbly, motionless.

Holding the wand in his hand, Voldemort raised her chin, and continued in a mocking tone, "Where did that traitor hide? Did he hide in a beer barrel in the Three Broomsticks?"

There was a burst of laughter from the Death Eaters, and Bellacritus shrieked excitedly, "Punish her! Master!"

"I don't want to explain, Master. It's my fault this time." Danica moved her mouth stiffly, and said in a flat tone.

"So, if I give you another chance, can you promise to do it perfectly?" Voldemort stared at her face, not letting go of a look.But Bellacritus behind him showed an unbelievable expression.

Danica replied quickly, "Of course."

Voldemort sat down on the chair in a good mood, smiled and said to the people in the next cabin, "Come out, Amycus Carrow, and don't forget to take Karkaroff with you."

A burly man with small eyes like mung beans rudely led the grey-haired and embarrassed Karkaroff into the hall.

Danica controlled herself not to show a shocked expression on her face, her face turned pale all of a sudden, she actually found Karkaroff not long ago, but instead of killing him, she let him go and advised him to flee this country.As a result, now he is here again.

"Thank you, Amycus, you've done a great job, much better than the others." After speaking, Voldemort's red eyes looked at Danica, "Kill him, Danica. This is what I gave you." another chance."

His red eyes that seemed to know everything looked at her coldly, "One must learn to be loyal and abandon unnecessary kindness. This is what I am going to teach you today, Danica, do it, whoever betrays me is doomed This fate."

"Yes, Master." Danica walked up to Karkaroff, and instead of looking into his pleading eyes, her eyes fell on his trembling lips, and a few words escaped from his mouth, "Please...don't— —”

"Avada Kedavra!"

She finished chanting the spell quickly, and Karkaroff's body fell back heavily, hitting the floor with a muffled sound.Immediately afterwards, Voldemort laughed, and the other Death Eaters followed suit.

The door was opened, Peter Pettigrew walked in with a bowed body, and said in a trembling voice, "Master, the leader of the werewolf is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a person appeared from behind him, pushed him aside mercilessly, and shouted arrogantly, "Dark Lord, I'm here, as you expected, let's discuss a big plan."

His figure appeared in front of the crowd, with slender limbs, gray hair and beard all twisted together, wearing a tattered robe.His voice was odd, a hissing growl.There was a pungent and strange smell from his body, mixed with the smell of earth, sweat and blood.

Seeing him come in, Danica stepped back and was about to find a chair to sit down when the filthy werewolf saw her striding forward with glowing eyes, "Young chick, my favorite tender skin... I Want you, what a delicious meal..."

Danica tilted her head away from his outstretched fingers with long yellow nails.Voldemort sat at the head, and said to the werewolf in a cold tone, "Fenrir Greyback, keep your head clear, you are here to cooperate with me, don't act wild here. She is mine."

Greyback withdrew his hand indifferently, shrugged, "Who made her the only young woman here, I can't resist the taste of fresh blood...I think I can bite her throat and suck fresh clean blood..." He licked his lips, still looking greedily at Danica.

A red light suddenly appeared in the sky towards him, and Greyback jumped to avoid the curse.He looked in shock at the calm red-haired witch sitting on the chair. Her lips did not move, nor did she draw out her wand, but the spell was coming from that direction.

"Fenrir Greyback," Danica looked at him indifferently, "I think you should find out who you can't mess with."

The werewolf gave a sudden sigh of relief, and cursed a few words in a low voice.

Voldemort glanced at her appreciatively, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Yes, Greyback, she is a rose with thorns. Well, now, let's talk about cooperation. I need you, the fighting power of werewolves is the same as that of wizards." different."

"Yes, we are indeed more powerful than wizards after we transform." Greyback pulled out a chair and sat in the center carelessly. "Dark Lord, it is fine for us to serve, but we want something in return."

"Of course," Voldemort said, seemingly easy-going, "you can tell me, what do you want?"

Greyback leaned forward slightly, "I want all werewolves to live in the sun, and I want the blood that werewolves deserve."

Voldemort nodded, and said vaguely, "I promise to give you some sacrifices in return."

The matter was settled in this way, Voldemort beckoned, Pettigrew timidly walked out of the dark corner, "Peter, go get some wine."

Not long after, everyone in the room was holding a glass of red wine, and Voldemort raised his glass with a smile on his face, "I wish you a new friend," he turned to the greasy black-haired wizard, "I wish Severus all the best." , get the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," Snape nodded slightly, and raised his glass to him.

"Finally," said Voldemort excitedly, "may we conquer death."

"May we conquer death." Danica raised her glass with the Death Eaters. Unlike the excited expressions of the others, her face was only calm.

It wasn't until late at night that Danica escaped from the Death Eaters' carnival and appeared on the deserted Crescent Street with the sound of an explosion.Those lunatics were too busy torturing poor Muggles, and she couldn't save it, and didn't want to take part in it, found a gap to Apparate.

She hurried into the manifested house of No. 47, where Fred was working on the TV, looking like he was going to give it a bursting spell in the next second.

"You came back so late today, the person in this square box is actually moving, is it magic?" Fred turned to look at her, and said in surprise, "Danica, you don't look well, what happened? ?”

"Voldemort asked me to kill a traitor," Danica sank into the soft sofa, her stiff body slowly stretched out, "Karkaroff, do you remember? He came to Hogwarts during the Triwizard Tournament. I think it's a warning, he knows I let him go, he's warning me, he won't allow betrayal."

Danica closed her eyes, her brows were full of disgust, "And those Death Eaters' daily entertainment, torturing Muggles, I really don't know where their fun is."

Fred sat down beside her. "They hate Muggles, so they enjoy it."

Danica leaned against him, "One more thing, you find a way to tell Dumbledore that the werewolf has joined Voldemort's side."

Fred was silent for a while, Danica opened her eyes and looked at him suspiciously, "What's the matter, Fred?"

"Have you noticed?" Fred pursed his lips, "I haven't heard your voice for a long time."

"Are you talking about the wiretapping magnet?" Danica smiled. "It's not very smart to put something I made on me, you put the magnet on the earring, and the other magnet let me guess Where did you put it?"

She raised her hand and shook it a few times, "The ring you gave me has some problems with the pearls inlaid on it. It seems that someone has taken it off."

"When did you find out?" Fred's voice was a little unnatural.

Danica sat up straight and leaned over to kiss the corner of his drooping mouth, "Don't be mad, I touched your ear last winter in the Room of Requirement and turned it off." She sighed, "Some You don't want to hear things, Fred, there are some things I can't let you know."

For example, that she who is slowly falling in the dark.Danica let out a long sigh in her heart, she was already deep in the mud, stained with darkness.

The weather is getting cooler day by day, and the fallen leaves are weakly carried by the autumn wind, and finally drift to an unknown place.Danica was a little uncomfortable not being at school, but studying at the Riddle House relieved some of this discomfort.She held one heavy book after another and read it all day long, but the contents inside were very evil.This is the knowledge that Voldemort promised to give her, and few people know.

Although Danica won't really use these evil black arts, it's better to read books than to kill with other Death Eaters.Moreover, only by understanding the darkness can we better resist the darkness.

Voldemort stroked Nagini's cold little head, and looked at the young woman sitting by the window immersed in a book, her red hair made her white shine, and there was a peaceful atmosphere around her.He was fascinated by the time she treated that dirty werewolf, the flaming red hair couldn't melt the coldness on her face, dangerous and beautiful.

Voldemort thought about it, and there are really not many young women among his followers.And, the way he looks thoughtfully at Danica, she reminds him of someone.Unlike Helena Ravenclaw, the daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw, one of the four founders, Danica was a little smarter than that stupid woman who aspired to surpass her mother.

"I wish you had shown up sooner."

Startled by his sudden voice, Danica looked up at Voldemort, "Master, what did you just say?"

Voldemort walked towards her without making a sound. He looked down at Danica and said coldly, "I wish you had appeared earlier, you are wiser than all the women I have met before, They are deceived by rhetoric, and they are blinded by love." He sneered, "They used to look at me with obsessive eyes, and of course Bella still does the same now. But you are different from them, calm and rational, if you are I met you when I was a student at Hogwarts, and I'm afraid I would be attracted to you."

Danica looked at him in amazement. She could understand every word that came out of his mouth, but she didn't seem to understand all the words together.

"Master, it's my honor..." After reacting, she lowered her head in fear to hide her shocked expression.

"Of course, it stops at attraction." Voldemort said indifferently, "What do you think I mean, I will fall in love with you? Impossible, that is a useless thing."

Danica breathed a sigh of relief. She looked down and found that her hands were shaking uncontrollably. She quietly clasped them together.

Voldemort continued, "You are more sensible than Bella, and her enthusiasm always makes her go crazy and do some things wrong. If you had appeared earlier, you could have taken her place and done those things."

"You're overrated..." Danica said.

"But it doesn't matter," Voldemort said to himself, as if he didn't hear, "you still have many opportunities and time to be loyal to me and stay by my side. After all——"

His scarlet eyes seemed to have a fire burning inside, and a look of excitement and madness appeared on his pale face.

"I have gone farther than anyone else on the road to longevity."

The author has something to say:

1. Voldemort is really charming except for the madness after splitting the Horcrux.

2. Think about who the Death Eaters are, a group of people who followed him more than ten years ago, a group of middle-aged wizards, there are really not many witches, the sisters of Bella, Naxixi, and Carlo, There were even fewer young Death Eaters, probably just Danica and Draco.So, a young, smart and beautiful witch, why wouldn't he pay attention to her and be attracted to her.I hope I didn't write Beng, but I think that since Voldemort can have a daughter with Bella, then he is still a normal man...