Chapter 343 Secret Talk at the Manor

Foley Manor, Mike has not been here since the last Christmas dinner.

But it is obvious that Uncle Mario is an extremely nostalgic person. Compared with the last time, there is no change in the Foley Manor except for the lack of some Christmas decorations.

And just as Mike followed Uncle Mario out of the fireplace room, a pink figure flashed in front of Mike's eyes and threw himself into Uncle Mario's arms.

Mike took a closer look and realized that it was a girl wearing a pink dress.

I saw that the girl had dark hair and the outline of her face looked very similar to Abt. She was holding Uncle Mario's waist at the moment, rubbing her head against his chest and saying in a cooing voice:

"Papa! You are finally back! Did you bring me what I wanted?"

Mario, who was being held by his daughter, seemed a little embarrassed. He looked at the expressionless Mike beside him, smiled awkwardly and patted the girl in his arms on the back and said:

"Alyssa, let me go first, there are still guests here."

Hearing this, the girl named Alyssa suddenly turned to look at Mike. After discovering that Mike did have a face that was completely unfamiliar to her, a bright red color spread out from her face very quickly. It only slowed down slightly when it spread to the neck.

Immediately afterwards, Alyssa bounced away from Mario's body as if she had been electrocuted, and fled into the next room and disappeared.

"Well, that's my daughter, Alyssa Foley." Mario said, covering his face in embarrassment.

"Well, I heard from Abt that she is a lively girl."

Uncle Mario seemed a little anxious. He did not continue following Mike's topic, but pointed to another room and said:

"It should be a while before lunch time, how about we go have some tea first?"

Hearing this, Mike's brows furrowed. Of course he knew what Mario wanted to talk to him about so anxiously, but Mario's current state was too abnormal.

Logically speaking, even if the patriarch of a family has a very fiery personality, he should not show such an eager expression.

But the matter has reached this point, and Mike has not delved into it.

Then, under the service of the servant, the two took off their thin coats and entered a slightly dark study room.

As the servant left, Mario, who was sitting on the sofa, could no longer suppress his anxiety and asked impatiently:

"Mike, tell me, I'm very interested in what you think."

"I think I have made it very clear before, Uncle Foley." Mike crossed his legs. "We just need to preserve our strength. There is no need to flee the country. Dumbledore is not a vegetarian. I I believe he will get rid of Voldemort, but Voldemort will definitely make him pay a heavy price. And when that time comes..."

Mike snapped his fingers,

"It's time for us to come out and reap the fruits of victory!"

Mike's voice, which was a little weird because he was in the period of voice change, echoed in the study room. Upon hearing this, Uncle Mario's face showed a hint of disappointment.

He sighed softly, then shook his head and said:

"Mike, your ideas are still too naive."

As if he was afraid that what he said was too sharp and might offend Mike, Uncle Mario then said:

"I'm not saying that your idea is bad. In fact, if your plan goes smoothly, we can indeed gain the greatest benefits. But... you underestimate Voldemort too much."

After saying that, Mario stopped specifically and looked at Mike.

It wasn't until Mike raised his hand to signal him to continue that he continued:

"You haven't experienced that special period, so you don't have a clear understanding of how terrifying Voldemort is. But what I can tell you is that the reason why people are afraid of him is largely not because of his strength, but because of his strength. It's because of his cruelty and his ability to control people's hearts! (Mario sighed)

In fact, to be honest, even during the period when Voldemort was rampant, I was not too afraid of him, because he was still a person! Although he turned himself into something neither human nor ghost through various vicious biological experiments, he was still a human being. As long as you are a human, you will have a lifespan limit. As long as your lifespan is up, you will die no matter how powerful you are! "

"But it's different now," Mario fell back on the sofa, staring straight at the ceiling, "He actually came back from the dead! This broke my cognition, do you understand? If he really If you have some ability to defeat death, then..."

"So, the reason why you are afraid is just because you are worried that Voldemort cannot be killed at all, right? But, do you know why Voldemort can be resurrected?"

Mike's cold words stunned Mario. He looked at Mike again, only to see that Mike had already waved his magic wand.

With the waving of the blackthorn wand, large swaths of light dust suddenly appeared, forming four Horcruxes including the Hufflepuff Gold Cup in mid-air.

"This is……"

"Horcrux."

"Horcruxes? Are you saying these are all his Horcruxes? How could one person have so many Horcruxes!" Mike's words made Mario sit up from the sofa. As the patriarch of a huge pure-blood family, Naturally, he has also conducted in-depth research on black magic, and has also been exposed to related knowledge about Horcruxes.

However, the news Mike told him still shocked him.

But Mario is the patriarch of the Foley family after all, and he quickly reacted after the initial shock.

The reason why he was afraid of Voldemort before was because he was afraid of Voldemort's mysterious method of resurrection.

After all, who wouldn’t be afraid of an unkillable enemy?

But it's different now. If the facts are as Mike said, Voldemort's resurrection actually relies on things like Horcruxes.

Then things will be much simpler. As long as these Horcruxes are found and destroyed, Voldemort will lose his skin even if he does not die!

Mario rubbed his hands excitedly and kept walking back and forth in the room, while Mike was smiling and drinking tea silently.

After a long time, Mario finally settled in front of Mike and said:

"Is that all there is?"

"Of course not. We speculate that in addition to the four here, there should be three more."

"Why?"

"Because 7 is a magical number. According to our investigation, Voldemort believes in this very much." Mike stood up and said, "At present, I have destroyed three Horcruxes, and the remaining four Horcruxes , I am also confident that I can find and destroy them. (Mike looks at Mario) Now, do you still think Voldemort is invincible?"

Mario on the opposite side had regained his composure at this moment. He lowered his head and pondered. After a long time, he said with a smile:

"Mike, I have to say, you really convinced me. We can work together to do this, but at the same time, I also have to prepare for immigrating to the coal country. Please don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just... "

"No need to explain, Uncle Foley, I understand your approach very well. At the same time, I will actively prepare a retreat. Maybe we can meet in the coal country by then."

"This is the best thing. Happy working together!"

The two hands were clasped together in mid-air, and Mike and Mario looked at each other and smiled.

The original serious atmosphere in the study room disappeared. Uncle Mario, with a smile on his face, lay facelessly on the sofa and said:

"You said this to me and spent so much effort to get me to join your team. There must be something you need me to do. Tell me. You're welcome. As long as it's within my ability, I will do it for you."

"As expected of Uncle Foley, it's just simple." Mike smiled, "I need you to help us find a Horcrux (Mike pointed to the pendant). We have been looking for Slytherin's pendant for a long time, but there is still no news. .”

"I understand, I will send someone to find you. Is there anything else?"

"Of course," Mike said, "The second thing is, I need you to help me pay attention to the news about the other holy pure-blood nobles and Chris's family."

Mario looked at Mike in confusion, waiting for his explanation, and Mike continued:

"On the night of Voldemort's resurrection, besides me and Voldemort, there was a third group of people present. These people all wore masks with magical powers, so I didn't know what they looked like.

But the strange thing is that their initial target seemed to be Voldemort, but when they discovered that I was also at the scene, they immediately changed their target and launched an attack on me. "

"Do you suspect that they were sent by the families whose leader you killed?"

"That's right, there's nothing wrong with being careful. It's better to keep an eye on them."

"Understood, I will send someone to investigate. So now..." Uncle Mario clapped his hands and said, "Now that the business is over, let's go eat!"

After that, Mario took Mike and left the study.

The place for lunch was the same restaurant that Mike visited last time. By the time Mike and Mario arrived, the long table was already filled with dishes.

The long table used for today's meal is a banquet table about 5 meters long and 2 meters wide. Mike doesn't really like dining on this kind of table. In comparison, he prefers to sit on the sofa and eat cheeseburgers.

But Mike also knew that this kind of long table was originally used for formal banquets. Uncle Mario chose to dine here because he valued himself, so he did not refuse and sat directly under Mario. down.

It is worth mentioning that Alyssa, who was hiding in the room and refused to come out, was forcibly called out by her father and placed opposite Mike.

The girl obviously hadn't recovered from the embarrassment just now. She kept her head down and ate hard, not even daring to look at Mike.

Mario seemed to have the intention of bringing the two of them together, and during the banquet he kept bringing the topic to his daughter.

It's a pity that Mike is not interested in that Alyssa. Apart from ceremonial conversations during a normal banquet, the two of them have almost no communication.

It wasn't until the banquet was almost over that Mike remembered another thing.

"By the way, where's Abt?"

Mike asked, looking at the somewhat empty restaurant.

After hearing Abbot's name, the girl opposite her raised her head and glanced at Mike, then quickly lowered her head.

"That brat Abbot went on a mission." Mario said angrily.

"He's still an Auror?"

"That's right!" Mario hammered the table, "I've long asked him to quit his job at the Ministry of Magic with me, but he just didn't listen!"

"This is indeed not good. It was easy to say before, but now - Auror is not a good job. Uncle Foley, you need to hurry up and ask Abbot to resign."

"Of course I know this, but that brat..."

Mike's words seemed to speak to Mario's heart, and then he forced Mike to complain about Abbot's rebellious behavior for a long time. He didn't give up until Mike started to look down at his watch.

This lunch lasted a bit long. When Mike left Foley Manor, the sun had already moved from the east to the west.

At the same time, in a ghostly cemetery, Voldemort, wearing a silk robe, was looking at a newly dug grave expressionlessly. Behind him, there were more than a dozen people wearing masks. A wizard in black robes.

Barty Crouch Jr. - a true Death Eater.

This is engraved on the tombstone of the new grave.

Taking a deep breath, Voldemort took out a wand, bent down, and gently placed it in the pit.

This is Barty Jr.'s wand. In order to resurrect Voldemort, he made the extreme choice to sacrifice everything he had, and this wand is now his only relic.

The tomb closed automatically, and Voldemort's expressionless face slowly became ferocious.

An invisible chill spread out with Voldemort as the center. Feeling the chilling aura, the Death Eaters behind him all covered their left wrists, where the mark of the Dark Devil was engraved. .

Slowly, Voldemort turned around.

Those cold, emotionless eyes swept over the Death Eaters.

And everyone who was caught by his gaze trembled.

"In my opinion, all of you together are not as good as one of his fingers!" Voldemort's unique hoarse voice echoed, "Oh, look at you, you are trembling as if you were afraid. The chick…”

"You are afraid (volume suddenly raised)! That's right (volume lowered again)! For you wallflowers blowing in the wind, all I need is your fear! Only fear can make you feel for me Awe!”

"Go, you losers. Go and free my most loyal servants from Azkaban. Go and capture the traitor Wormtail who escaped! Go and bring those two damn boys to me! Go and get those two damn boys. Check out those damn masked men for me! Go! Go!"

Following Voldemort's hysterical roar, the Death Eaters hurriedly turned into clouds of black mist and disappeared into the cemetery.

Suddenly, Voldemort was the only one left in the originally crowded cemetery.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

There was a rubbing sound, and a giant python was slowly crawling from the grass in the distance to Voldemort's feet, rubbing his legs affectionately with its big head.

Voldemort touched the smooth scales of the python, turned around expressionlessly, lowered his head, and continued to look silently at the tomb belonging to Barty Jr.

If this scene were seen by others, their jaws would definitely be shocked.

Because Voldemort, who was known to be cruel and ruthless, actually looked like he was mourning in silence at this moment.