Struggling to survive at Hogwarts

Chapter 276 The Owner of the Wand

The conference room door creaked open, revealing a face of undeniably beautiful beauty, but no one inside dared to look up.

The air seemed to freeze the moment Thea spoke; no one moved, no one dared to utter a sound, until the person at the head of the table slowly said:

"Thea, come sit next to me."

Voldemort's disregard for Thea's lateness clearly led many Death Eaters to silently elevate the importance of this heir.

Thea didn't bother to guess what the Death Eaters were thinking, and simply sat down in the chair to Voldemort's left.

Once everyone had arrived, Voldemort put down what he was holding and looked up at Snape.

"How about it?"

"Master, the Order of the Phoenix plans to move Harry Potter from his current safe house next Saturday evening. The destination is likely the home of one of the Order members."

Upon hearing the news brought by Snape, Voldemort remained unmoved, but the others became excited, their eager eyes falling on Voldemort and Snape.

"Saturday... Snape, are you sure?"

Voldemort drew out his words, and in the blink of an eye, he used Legilimency to verify the information. Snape seemed to be used to Voldemort's behavior and calmly met the other's probing.

Thea watched the two testing each other with amusement, deeply regretting that she couldn't capture this memorable scene.

"Owner."

The master and servant's tentative advances were ultimately interrupted by Alex's forceful intervention.

Next comes the scene that Thea most enjoys the most.

A memorable scene of intense competition for favor among the Death Eaters!

Everyone wanted to curry favor with Voldemort, but with far more applicants than available spots, only one winner could emerge in the end.

Unsurprisingly, Snape emerged victorious, and Voldemort believed the message he brought.

The rest of the process is quite ordinary.

The Death Eaters scrambled to grab the missions, while Voldemort calmly arranged his men.

Within minutes, even the backup plan was devised.

Thea was wondering why she was in a group with Alex when she was suddenly startled by the thunderbolt thrown by Voldemort.

"I will deal with that boy myself."

Thea could guess that.

"There have been too many mistakes on the Harry Potter issue."

Indeed, it's been a mistake for several years now. Thea thought to herself, her face expressionless.

"But Porter's success today is more due to my mistakes than his success."

Um... there are too many flaws in this sentence. In the end, Thea could only come up with one sentence: Whatever makes you happy.

Unlike Thea, who silently complained in her heart, the people on both sides of the long table were all watching Voldemort with trepidation. They were obviously worried because of his confession and were afraid that Voldemort would change his tone and take his anger out on them.

"It must be me who kills Harry Potter, and it will be me."

Voldemort seemed to have lost patience with the bunch of quail-like Death Eaters, and opened his mouth to move the meeting to the next item.

"I need a magic wand."

"Go and take down Porter."

Even Thea was unsettled, not to mention the others who looked utterly astonished, as if Voldemort had just said he wanted to borrow their lives.

However, in a sense, they are quite similar.

"No one volunteered?"

Voldemort's tone rose dangerously, his hawk-like eyes slowly sweeping over each Death Eater, as if the butcher were choosing a lucky one.

"Let me think about it..."

"Kurimu......"

Peter, who was in the corner, trembled violently.

"Hawthorn..."

The blond boy's heart began to pound.

"Elm wood..."

Now it was Lucius who had a racing heart.

"Walnut wood..."

Unlike the previous lucky ones, Bella's eyes lit up noticeably. She leaned excitedly toward Voldemort, as if only in this way could she express her absolute loyalty to Voldemort and... love.

This was the first time Thea had truly witnessed Bella's love for Voldemort.

That kind of love—the kind where I would give you my life without hesitation—is absolutely obsessive.

Why do you love him?

He no longer possessed handsome features, nor the refined manners he once feigned. He had become cold and irritable, possessing only a face so ugly that no one dared to look directly at him, and a magical power that grew stronger as his appearance deteriorated.

Knowing full well that the other person might kill you without hesitation in the next second, yet still clinging to you like a moth to a flame, this kind of love... even bystanders find it suffocating.

Is this the legendary... love?

Thea couldn't come to a conclusion, but the next second her mouth interrupted Voldemort's next summary faster than her brain could process it.

“And cedar wood, Father.”

The room was completely silent; even the ghosts were speechless.

At this moment, no one cared about offending anyone. Everyone looked up in astonishment, their eyes fixed on the girl who was still smiling.

Despite the complex gazes of the crowd, Thea's eyes were fixed on Voldemort alone.

“And cedar wood, Father.”

Thea repeated herself to show that she hadn't said anything wrong.

"Cedar?"

Voldemort was momentarily stunned, but quickly recovered and began to recall the characteristics of cedar wood.

Seeing that Voldemort was showing signs of relenting, Thea pressed on, trying to sell, "I fought Potter at school, and I'm already familiar with Potter's fighting style."

Voldemort finally looked at Thea properly, somewhat surprised that the brat from his memories had grown up to look like this.

But this surprise quickly vanished like ripples on water, and Voldemort's long-held suspicions led him to analyze why Thea had stepped forward.

Is it because of that Malfoy brat?

I heard they have a good relationship, and Slytherin House is now under Malfoy's control.

Or is it because of... Bella?

It seems that Thea only spoke when she called on Bella.

why?

Does it hurt your heart?

Just because that's her... mother?

A strange smile appeared on Voldemort's lips.

Seeing Voldemort remain silent for a long time, and even reveal a strange smile, the Death Eaters couldn't help but worry for Thea. Their master's authority was untouchable, and it seemed that this successor was also going to fall!

Everyone had their own thoughts, but in the end, they couldn't resist Voldemort's nonchalant "Fine."

Well, it seems the heir's position is as secure as a rock.

She even seemed to have reached a higher level because she proved her absolute loyalty to Voldemort!