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In this case, the Heavenly Master is not a hesitant person. Since she does not know what is good for her, the Heavenly Master can only use strong measures so that she can no longer resist.
However, even though the Death Eaters suffered heavy casualties, they were still no match for the current Behemoth team.
Holding a bullet, Voldemort seemed to be thinking about something. This bullet was not an ordinary copper bullet, but a lighter and harder alloy.
The Iron Armor Spell cast by a normal wizard can still be defended against sporadic bullets, but if he is shot continuously by seven or eight people like just now, it will be difficult to defend against it.
It has been more than ten years since the Muggle technology was introduced. Has the technology of Muggles reached this level?
Voldemort threw away the bullet and looked at the two people who trembled and huddled together for warmth when facing him, like mice facing a hunting cat.
Karkaroff could no longer hold back, and he squatted down, scrambled a few steps on the ground, and knelt before Voldemort, saying tremblingly:
"Lord, Master, I am willing to give you everything I have."
"You've said this once, but it's no use, Karkaroff. How can I trust you again?"
Voldemort's foot was on Karkaroff's head. He was indeed short of manpower, but people like Karkaroff still needed to be beaten before they could be used, he said disdainfully.
"You are not even as loyal to me as Peter Pettigrew. At least he cared about me and was worried that you would not obey orders. He even placed a portkey on the ship before he died."
On the side, Raymond said sternly: "Voldemort! I am the director of Behemoth, let me go quickly, otherwise you will become the enemy of Behemoth."
Then he said calmly: "We can cooperate. Behemoth needs powerful Inhumans like you. Behemoth has huge resources, enough to help you recruit new Death Eaters and help you lead the British wizarding world again."
Voldemort looked at him with dissatisfaction. He didn't like being interrupted, especially since he had just been beaten by two old men and was in a bad mood.
He needs to vent!
"Heart-wrenching!"
Voldemort pointed to Raymond casually.
After being hit by the Unforgivable Curse, Raymond fell to the ground, in great pain, crying and wailing.
"It's noisy."
Hearing the Dark Lord's dissatisfaction, a sensible Death Eater quickly sealed Raymond's mouth with Transfiguration.
Voldemort looked down at Raymond, who was curled up in pain like a prawn being boiled alive, with murderous intent:
"I don't like others taking advantage of me. What the hell is Behemoth?"
"Karkaroff killed him!"
Karkaroff stood up tremblingly. He knew very well that if he didn't submit a letter of surrender today and cut off his own escape route, he would not be able to leave alive.
Raymond will definitely die today, so he might as well save his brother before he dies.
"Avada Kedavra."
A green light flashed, and the light in Raymond's eyes disappeared immediately. His face turned gray and he was motionless.
"Very good." Voldemort nodded with satisfaction, "Take me to the bridge. This ship can barely serve as my vehicle."
"Yes."
"Oh, right, I almost forgot."
Voldemort pointed his wand at Karkaroff's forearm, and Karkaroff's Death Eater mark instantly came to life, and he himself felt the pain of being burned by the branding iron.
Karkaroff endured the severe pain and forced a smile: "Thank you for the gift, Master."
Then, like a humble servant, he hunched over and led the way for Voldemort.
After Voldemort and Karkaroff left, the remaining Death Eaters dealt with the environment here.
A Death Eater who came out of Azkaban found an alloy safe box carried by a researcher and tried the unlocking spell but failed to open it.
Behemoth's technology is truly extraordinary.
He didn't bother with the box anymore, and quietly moved it under the table while the others were covering him.
A beetle flew up from his body, landed on the box, and then turned into a middle-aged woman wearing glasses.
Animagus cannot cast spells while in animal form.
All of this was seen by the bluebird in the dark, who was amazed.
All of Voldemort's men are villains.
Chapter 300: Control of England
The Death Eaters who were willing to die for Voldemort actually had their own little tricks behind the scenes. This development was really beyond Hu Xiuwu's expectations.
Hu Xiuwu also felt that the woman hiding under the table was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.
Flipping through his memories, Hu Xiuwu remembered who this person was.
Rita Skeeter, a reporter for the British Daily Prophet, once interviewed the Warriors of the Goblet of Fire, but she acted very low-key and her article was very conventional, as if she was just there for the occasion, so Hu Xiuwu had not noticed her before.
Unexpectedly, she actually mixed with the Death Eaters. She even dared to act secretly without Voldemort's knowledge. What was going on?
Hu Xiuwu was watching from the sidelines, and could clearly see the overall situation on the ship.
After Voldemort left, the Death Eaters naturally split into two factions.
Those who have been to Azkaban and those who have not.
Moreover, Malfoy and others who had never been to Azkaban were secretly looked down upon by another group. Although Malfoy and others were wealthy aristocrats, no one dared to resist this invisible discrimination.
Those who can enter Azkaban are all crazy. Even if they were not that crazy before entering, they would be almost crazy after training in Azkaban for more than ten years.
The Malfoys and their gang are pampered, so how could they dare to argue with lunatics, especially when each lunatic is more powerful than the other. If a real fight breaks out, these people who just slack off in the Death Eaters are no match for these lunatics who have been on the battlefield for a long time.
There were very few people who could survive the Aurors' raids more than a decade ago.
But these people are obviously Voldemort's die-hard fans, but now they are doing something behind Voldemort's back.
Another person who came out of Azkaban took advantage of the Malfoy group's inattention and, under the cover of his companions, quietly threw a wand and a handkerchief to Rita.
It might be the effect of the Felicis potion. Hu Xiuwu and Rita Skeeter happened to be hiding under a table. While Rita Skeeter was picking up the wand, Hu Xiuwu quietly hooked the strap of his schoolbag on the hem of Rita Skeeter's skirt.
"Mentos!"
Rita held her handkerchief and chanted a spell in a low voice. She was instantly teleported away by the doorkey. Along with her were the suitcase in her hand and the backpack on her back.
Malfoy noticed: "What's that sound?"
But no one in the group paid any attention to him, and some even sneered at him.
Although Malfoy was upset after knowing that he was unwelcome and ignored, he did not realize that anything was wrong.
With the portkey spell, Hu Xiuwu and Rita Skeeter moved into a private house.
"Damn, this crappy backpack!"
As soon as she landed, Rita found that the belt behind her was falling down. She reached back and felt a backpack. She broke out in a cold sweat and cursed in fear.
In the books that record the process of Animagus training, there is a note of caution.
When performing Animagus, you must make sure that when you return to your human form, you are in a safe and spacious place to avoid being harmed.
When changing their form, they are easily squeezed by external objects. The space that can accommodate a beetle may not necessarily accommodate an adult.
It was too exciting to do such a trick under Voldemort's nose. Rita was extremely nervous before and thought it was her own mistake and she didn't find the right position, which caused the strap of her backpack to get caught on her clothes.
I felt a little scared and relieved at the same time. Fortunately, it was just a schoolbag and not a table or chair. Otherwise, even if I was not injured, I would have been dead if I made a noise and was discovered by others.
He tore the schoolbag off and threw it into the corner, venting his anger after escaping death on it.
Afterwards, Rita placed the box she had finally obtained horizontally on the table and tried to force it open with magic, but it was useless and the box was intact.
Just now, the Death Eaters who were much stronger than her were unable to open it. How could she, who had been a reporter for most of her life and whose spells were not as strong as those of the civilian staff when she just graduated, possibly open it?
"Don't waste your energy. Behemoth's protective box is a combination of modern technology. Even if you can break the protective spell on the box, you can't break the combination lock on the box with your wand."
The indifferent voice came from behind Rita, but she was not surprised, because she was just waiting here for someone to come.
Rita put on her signature sweet smile again: "Director Barty Crouch, you are finally here."
Barty Crouch, he is actually an undercover agent in the Ministry of Magic!
Although Hu Xiuwu knew that there was an undercover agent inside the Ministry of Magic, he never expected that the undercover agent was Barty Crouch.
Barty Crouch is about to become the Minister of Magic, the leader of the British wizarding world. What is his purpose in being an undercover agent?
If the other undercover agents could become the boss, they would get rid of the people behind the scenes and create a new world.
Although it was unclear how the person behind the scenes managed to instigate Barty Crouch and the Death Eaters in Azkaban to rebel at the same time, Hu Xiuwu was still amazed at the layout of the person behind the scenes.
Barty Crouch, who is about to become the Minister of Magic, and the Death Eaters who came out of Azkaban are all his undercover agents. It is equivalent to having his people in both the black and white worlds of the British wizarding world.
And with Voldemort preparing to stir up trouble, the British wizarding world will soon be in a state of war, the power of the Minister of Magic will be enhanced unprecedentedly, and the entire British wizarding world will then become the back garden of the person behind the scenes.
Even with Voldemort as a target, he could make Dumbledore work for him to a certain extent and easily gain peak combat power.
Stealing the power of an entire country is truly amazing.
Hu Xiuwu was filled with emotion.
However, it is obvious that the person behind the scenes has limited ways of controlling others, otherwise he could just control Fudge directly instead of going through all this trouble.
Hu Xiuwu transformed himself into a bluebird, hid in the corner, and peeped at what was happening inside the house.
Barty Crouch, who had just finished Apparating, approached the box with a cold face, and did not respond to Rita at all, and scolded her without giving her face:
"Step aside!"
Rita often wrote random reports in newspapers, disregarding facts and only pursuing the eye-catchingness of the articles, so few people in the Ministry of Magic had a good impression of her.
Although the two are now obviously in the same camp, Barty still doesn't look at Rita well.
Rita obediently stepped aside. She was also a person who bullied the weak and feared the strong. She didn't dare to write bad things about Barty before he fell from power. When Barty Crouch was demoted because of her son, she wrote all kinds of false reports about Barty.
Now that Barty was obviously about to gain power, she naturally did not dare to offend Barty.
"Open the Alaho hole!"
Barty Crouch's strength was far beyond Rita's. When he cast his unlocking spell on the box, the power of the box's supernatural defense barrier was increased to the limit. A layer of chains composed of Mayan runes emerged on the originally matte silver frosted surface of the box.
The chains continued to break, and after reaching the limit they could bear, they shattered into light dust and disappeared.
But this is only one layer of protection on the box. There is another layer of combination lock that cannot be solved by magic.
But since they had already made a plan, how could there be no solution? Barty Crouch took out a tablet as thick as a book from the inside of his lapel.