Chapter 1165 ?Hug

Bulgaria in the southeast of the Balkan Peninsula, in the Dark Lord's new temporary base.

In the somewhat dark room, the torches on the walls were burning brightly, illuminating the stone floors. A dozen unlucky ghosts dressed as local wizards were being floated head-down in the air. Waves of gray mist appeared and Surrounding these victims, Voldemort was opening his mouth, swallowing the gray-white substances emerging from their bodies one by one. The hair of an older female Muggle gradually turned pale, and the originally plump skin on her body seemed to have been drained of moisture. She became shriveled, and her entire life force was sucked away by the black smoke - and then her soul was sucked away, turning this unlucky ghost who was the first to be swallowed up into powder.

The personal consciousness contained in this unrefined soul was sucked into Voldemort's own head one by one. The memories and emotions that were not his own made Voldemort, who was lowering his head to fight against it, feel naked. Dark green veins bulged on his forehead, and the surging magic power and chaotic thoughts made his waxy cheeks, which were paler than bones, even more ferocious.

After a while, the sound coming from outside the stone wall of the room made Voldemort, who had red eyes, regain some sense, but it also made him even more furious after being disturbed. He waved his wand, and the stone brick wall with neat stones seemed to come to life. In general, a round hole opened up in the wall like the eye of a storm, revealing the scene outside. Then, the Dark Lord was about to cast the spell again without putting down the spell, and green light began to accumulate on the tip of his staff.

But then, after frowning on Voldemort's snake-like face, he threw the killing curse to the wall. His intact red eye, like a cat's upright pupil, coldly glanced at the door. He raised his voice and said, "Bella, you... Idiot... watch your little thing!!"

It was Delphi, the daughter of the Dark Lord, who made the noise. She floated in the air with another magic riot, and messed up things in the corridor outside. And hearing the sudden cry coming from the room, the little chubby baby danced and controlled its floating direction.

The Dark Lord then stared angrily at Delphi, who seemed to be held up by invisible hands and floated in from the door. Seeing that Bella didn't respond, Voldemort pushed the baby in the air past her and came to the corridor: "Nagini, come here. .”

But there was no other noise in the empty corridor. The baby quickly stabilized her figure after being pushed away, allowing her to float at just the right angle to see the tall and thin Voldemort in the room. Her small body paused for a moment. , the curious big eyes turned around in a circle, blinked, and after recognizing it, he floated towards Voldemort with a giggle.

Voldemort was a little irritable, using his prosthetic limb to point the Death Eater mark on his left arm with his wand, about to snap at his men, but when his right arm sank, he was hugged by the soft little thing.

The memory of the victim still remained in his mind. After being stunned for a moment, Voldemort's bloodshot eyes rolled up, "Go away! Little monster!" Voldemort's voice was so cold it could almost freeze.

But the little baby was not afraid, she just smiled at him. Suspended in the air, she spread her fingers and asked Voldemort for a hug, and her body trembled upwards.

Voldemort directly stretched out his left hand, ruthlessly grabbed the baby from behind with his big hand, and threw her aside. The little body suspended in the air rolled several times uncontrollably, and was under the influence of magic before the body hit the wall. She bounced back to the other side, bouncing around the room, making the little guy giggle. She thought it was Voldemort playing with herself.

But the crisp laughter made Voldemort's somewhat impatient face look even more twisted and terrifying. He thought this annoying little monster looked down on him.

But then there were a few pops. The furious Voldemort ignored the maintenance of magic power. The hanging wizard victims lost their levitation ability and fell directly to the ground, like a puddle of soft mud. Apart from the sound of falling, they made no sound. What noise, although they were not dead.

The baby followed the sound and watched these people fall in different positions, and began to let out a shriller baby laugh: "Hey hey hey."

This made Voldemort raise an eyebrowless eyebrow. He paused for a moment, looked at the little baby carefully, and then raised his wand: "Avada chews the big melon!"

A flash of green light illuminated the baby girl's innocent face.

The victim who fell to the ground but did not lose his life is now really lifeless.

"Hey hey hey!"

Just as the Dark Lord had just guessed, the child started laughing again.

But to Voldemort's expectation, the little monster rushed towards him again without giving up, and stretched out his hands to Voldemort: "You little monster still doesn't know what fear is?"

Seeing that the other party didn't move, Delphi simply floated up and brought her gaze to the same level as Voldemort. She seemed to be looking at him in detail. Finally, the baby raised his fleshy little finger high and inserted it into his father's nose. in the nostrils.

"Get away!" Voldemort's expression turned ferocious in an instant. The sudden loud noise scared the child suspended in the air and made him fall back and fall on his head. The Dark Lord seemed very uncomfortable with this situation. He picked up his right hand, reached down with his left hand towards the baby's push, and pushed the baby back upright.

Then, some memories that were not his own in Voldemort's memory resurfaced in his mind. Finally, he subconsciously turned his head and glanced outside the room behind him. After confirming again that there was no one at the moment, he hesitated with his left hand that he had not taken back. He seemed to be trying to hold the child.

But suddenly, his left hand stopped, and he used the wand held in his right prosthetic limb to press the Death Eater mark on his arm. After a moment, his twisted mouth moved: "I hope what you are about to report is really like this." important."

The Dark Lord looked at the little baby again. This time he retracted his hands as if he was electrocuted, and then touched his own forehead with the fingers of his prosthetic limb. Then, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net He looked at him with anger towards himself. He growled at the corpse on the ground and the little powder that the previous victim was involved in: "Weak Mudblood..."

After saying that, after having gone through the short period of soul-sucking confusion and getting rid of those false memories that were not his own, Voldemort made the temperature of the room drop a few degrees. He grabbed the baby's back collar with his left hand and carried her. He walked to Bella's room and threw her back into the stroller.

Delphi Riddle thought it was still playfulness and dishonestly wanted to fly, but the fence on her stroller suddenly rose up and merged above her, trapping her in the stroller like a cage.

Then, with a sullen face, Voldemort walked out without any hesitation or nostalgia.

Different from the previous base they occupied, the house they occupied in Bulgaria did not have any wealth or resources piled up in the corners. The Dark Lord and his Death Eaters were already used to keeping all their wealth and resources. In the traceless telescopic spell pocket hanging on his belt - the personal equipment of these dark wizards can also be regarded as being upgraded again.

The thick-soled dragon leather boots on the feet of the Dark Lord who was steadily advancing broke the noise in the temporary conference room in the distance, making the room that was originally the restaurant of the house quiet.

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