Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 429 Recruiting the Original Team! A Two-Pronged Plan to Eliminate Traitors!

"what?!"

Among the more than 150 Death Eaters who had sided with Voldemort, a few lost their composure and cried out in alarm from the crowd.

At this moment, they were not shocked by the news that the rumors were true, but by the unusual fact that these words came from the mouth of the 'Dark Lord' himself.

Lord Dark Lord, aren't you afraid they'll become disloyal and turn against you by saying such things?

Or is this a reverse test by the Dark Lord to gauge their loyalty?

"Stop with your ridiculous little schemes! Your secrets cannot be hidden from me!"

Voldemort had no patience to waste any more time, so she unleashed a powerful burst of magic at the level of a legendary wizard, intimidating the two-faced Death Eaters before her and revealing a little of her hand to them.

She indirectly informed these people that she could use Legilimency to probe their thoughts.

At the same time, wisps of inconspicuous light black mist mixed with Voldemort's burst of magic slowly came into contact with all the two-faced Death Eaters present and seeped into their heads.

These two-faced Death Eaters were shaken by Voldemort's words, greatly reducing the difficulty for Voldemort to cast soul-side dark magic.

Soon, Voldemort smiled triumphantly and continued to say to the crowd, "I have lost many times, but I am still alive and well!"

The incident at Ollivanders wand shop was just another minor setback.

Let me tell you a lesson: losing isn't scary; what's scary is losing your fighting spirit. As long as I live well, the final victory will surely be mine, it will be ours!

This impromptu speech, imbued with the power of dark magic, became incredibly persuasive, inspiring, and morale-boosting.

"Victory belongs to us! Victory belongs to us..."

More than 150 two-faced Death Eaters, now disguised as Voldemort's loyal followers, kept repeating this phrase.

At the same time, many Death Eaters raised their wands and pointed them to the sky, releasing the Dark Mark.

Streaks of dark green magical light rose into the sky, converging in mid-air to transform into a gigantic phantom skull with a ferocious python in its mouth.

Hahaha~ Haha—

Upon seeing this, Voldemort burst into a hearty, maniacal laugh.

She had just cast a crude spell of bewitching dark magic on these 150-odd two-faced Death Eaters.

This is one of the unique soul-side dark magics she comprehended after surviving a great ordeal and undergoing multiple mutations. It is similar to the variant Imperius Curse she previously cast on Amicus, but its effect is somewhat inferior.

She could only maintain the Death Eaters' awe and basic obedience to her without subjecting them to strong emotional or mental stimulation.

After all, the human heart is an extremely complex thing. To cast a long-lasting spell of seduction on so many people would be an immense mental burden, even for a legendary wizard.

If Voldemort could control wizards below the legendary wizard level without any restrictions, she would have no need to transform herself into the ugly Voldemort.

There was no need to go to great lengths to use Voldemort's identity to employ verbal and psychological tactics to help the bewitching magic work on these Death Eaters.

Without compromising her normal thinking and combat abilities, Voldemort could only bewitch a maximum of two hundred wizards of average strength.

Now, the six people who have been manipulating the Caro family, along with the more than 150 two-faced Death Eaters in front of her, are nearing the limit of Voldemort's control.

If we expand our power again later, we can't use magic as extensively as we do now.

We still have to rely on Voldemort's past evil prestige and reputation, and use conventional methods of managing subordinates, such as enticing them with benefits, threatening them with power, and driving them with harm.

Voldemort stared at the huge Black Mark in the sky, her laughter growing even more unrestrained.

After overcoming setbacks and exhausting all means, she finally managed to build her first group of loyal and capable subordinates.

It's no longer appropriate to call these people fickle, two-faced Death Eaters.

From then on, these people were officially called Death Eaters, but in Voldemort's mind, they were her followers.

A moment later, Voldemort slowly stopped laughing maniacally. Taking advantage of her subordinates' high morale and fighting spirit, she directly issued the order to march out:

"Everyone, listen to my command! Bring all your strength and follow me to deal with those traitors! Let's win our victory!"

"Yes! Master! Victory! Victory! Oh~ Oh~ Oh~"

The Death Eaters responded enthusiastically, their expressions suggesting they were eager to help Voldemort clean up his ranks.

However, when they actually started to act on Voldemort's orders, the Death Eaters encountered very real problems.

"Master, should we bring the children along? They're young, and their memories of learning magic have been erased, so they don't have much fighting power..."

A Death Eater named Avery was somewhat respected among the group, and when faced with a problem, he was chosen by the others to offer Voldemort a small suggestion.

But Voldemort ignored Avery's humility, her face instantly turning cold:

"I said bring all your strength, don't you understand?"

Avery's forehead quickly broke out in a cold sweat, and he trembled with fear.

He desperately wanted to submit to Voldemort's decision.

But when he thought about taking his precious son, who could barely use any spells, to the battlefield, he couldn't bring himself to say anything in agreement.

Amidst this turmoil, a faint wisp of black energy began to slowly seep from Avery's temples.

The crude black magic of seduction is slowly losing its effectiveness.

Seeing this, Voldemort temporarily suppressed her violent temper, and her tone softened slightly:

"Fools! The Dark Mark has been released, do you think leaving the child here will make him safe?"

If we leave, the children will likely be captured by the White Wizards who will track them down and imprison them in Azkaban!

Is that the result you wanted to see?

But taking children to the battlefield is different. Those despicable traitors, if they want to completely win the approval of the White Wizard camp, cannot commit acts of indiscriminate killing.

Don't worry, they won't lay a hand on the children.

Otherwise, neither I nor the White Wizard will tolerate them, and they will only face death.

Voldemort devised a seemingly reasonable brainwashing logic, which, combined with the power of bewitching dark magic, successfully persuaded Avery and the Death Eaters.

What the Death Eaters didn't know was that Voldemort had sent these seemingly burdensome young wizards to the battlefield with the intention of having the White Wizards' defection faction mistakenly kill them.

Without a deep-seated hatred, how could she make these Death Eaters so determined to follow her down this dark path?

Without getting rid of the burden of children, how can she get these corrupt pure-blood wizards who have been operating in the British magical world for generations to abandon their families and careers, travel abroad with her, endure hardships, and wholeheartedly help her gather dark wizards and accumulate the strength for a counterattack?