In the Harry Potter Without Harry Potter

Lucius was nervous.

But he still acted as calm and collected and above eye level as he usually did.

At least in the eyes of the surrounding group of purebloods, there was nothing unusual about him.

In this valley, many black-robed wizards had been gathered by now, and over the sparse woods, the dark green Dark Mark of the Dark Lord shone brightly, guiding the way for the villains.

Soon, it was the time Wormtail had agreed upon.

The male wizard, who looked like a big fat rat, respectfully placed a golden cup on a high-backed chair and then fell to his knees in front of it with unquestioning obedience.

He was surrounded by several other Death Eaters who didn't look that great and had obviously been tortured quite a bit before, but their eyes were unusually fervent as they looked at the golden cup, and they all followed suit and fell to their knees.

Right behind them were Malfoy and the others.

Most of the Death Eaters who are usually pampered are still hesitant, but when that dense black mist that is incomparably familiar to everyone surges out from the golden cup, and no one hesitated, they all fall to their knees, no longer having any doubts that their lord, who has disappeared for more than ten years, has truly appeared.

In the black mist, the youthful-looking Voldemort formed a glowing green light.

He didn't appear to be an entity, but even though he was illusory, he still gave off a sense of intimidation, making everyone present not dare to raise their heads to meet his gaze.

"How many people didn't come?"

That magnetic and youthful voice rang out, causing those present who had fallen to their knees to lower themselves even further, and Wormtail, who was kneeling beside the chair, answered.

"My lord, Selwyn, Doironc... and Sebastian are six people who have not arrived."

Voldemort within the black mist nodded flatly, a cold smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.

"Don't worry, it won't be long before we see them."

He then looked towards the Death Eaters who had fallen to their knees.

"What a long time it has been, my old friends."

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"I'll take care of Voldemort, while you find a chance to grab the golden cup, and the rest of the Death Eaters will be taken care of by the Aurors."

Dumbledore assigned Jon his task, and the Aurors behind him all approached the valley where their target resided under the leadership of Moody, Kingsley and the others.

Jon naturally had no objections to this, but the bunch of Aurors behind them were looking at Dumbledore with an expression of having seen a ghost, they all knew that Dumbledore's behaviour and mannerisms were different from the norm during ordinary times, but it would never reach the extent of messing around at critical moments.

And now the appearance that Jon showed, no matter how you look at it, he did not look like a person who could take on a heavy responsibility.

Even the former member of the Order of the Phoenix, Kingsley also expressed his worries about Jon's identity, and he even suspected that the current Jon was in fact some kind of perverted male wizard who liked to disguise himself as a boy.

"And this is?"

Dumbledore vouched for Jon on his behalf.

"Someone we can trust. I'm kinda reliable when it comes to certain key decisions, right?"

Hearing him say this, Kingsley, of course, had no more objections.

Jon didn't have any feelings about it in particular; he and Lily were supposed to be passers-by in this world, neither of them had any intention of staying for long, and it certainly wasn't a big deal what other people thought of them as long as they got the job done.

Soon, they reached the vicinity of the entrance to the valley, the black fog could already be seen in the surrounding area, and the voice of the man who had disappeared from the magical community for a long time was clearly ringing in everyone's ears.

"-I know what some of you have been thinking all these years."

The cold voice made the bodies of the group of Death Eaters who were the last to kneel down shudder uncontrollably.

"Thinking that I've lost my great power and all my men have already gone missing from the outside world, so you got some petty thoughts and lied that you were once under the control of the Imperius Curse and that you never really submitted to me."

The gang of fence-sitters, including Lucius, all looked as if they were on the ice, thinking that the liquidation was about to begin, but then Voldemort's words took another obvious turn.

"But you have not betrayed your fellow companions and friends after all."

As he spoke, Bella on the side pulled out a row of corpses with a sardonic grin, causing every Death Eater in the area to hold their breath.

Of course, they all knew these people, the most notable of them was Karkaroff, who had resorted to selling information about his fellow Death Eaters to gain a lesser punishment, and the others were all also former snitches.

If Malfoy and the others were just fence-sitters, then all of these people belonged to the camp of switching sides who didn't leave the slightest bit of room for error and betrayed Voldemort to the core.

Seeing those corpses, Malfoy and the others couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief while their eyelids fluttered rapidly.

Each and every one of them was an old fox, they could see that Voldemort was killing the chicken to make an example to the monkey, and now that the chicken had been killed, the monkey would certainly be safe.

"I can tolerate you all having your own selfishness, but what I cannot tolerate is a complete betrayal."

Voldemort's voice grew colder and darker, and the Death Eaters who fell to their knees behaved in a submissive manner.

"You should all be aware of what they've done, and I want you to understand that no matter what you do, you have to leave some room for yourself, don't you think so? Lucius."

Lucius' body trembled a little, he lowered his head so that no one could see the expression on his face, and he acted as if he was afraid not to make a reply.

"We only have our lord as a fallback!"

The people around him couldn't help but give him a sideways glance, it was unclear if they were impressed with his quick response or if they were disdainful of his actions.

And as if Voldemort was satisfied with this answer from Lucius, he said softly.

"I hope you meant your answer."

He didn't linger on Lucius for too long like the question was just being asked casually and nothing more.

Voldemort's voice became louder.

"I have gathered you here today because I want an accurate answer from you. More than a decade has passed and some of you have come to wield more power and influence in today's magical world than in the past, and now I'm back."

He stared at everyone present in the area and asked word by word.

"Have you all forgotten the promises you once made?"

Bella fell to her knees with a frenzied look on her face, and beside her, the Lestrange family all looked thrilled and excited as well.

"We have never forgotten!"

"For the Pureblood Supremacy!"

The surrounding crowd of Death Eaters also prostrated themselves on the ground, and since they chose to come here, it was naturally impossible for them to answer any other way.

The flying birds in the forest were startled, and the Death Eaters' oaths echoed.

"For the Pureblood Supremacy!"

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