Harry Potter's Bastard

"Some of the old men in the family have gotten a little angry because of your new servant. Solim straightened up, "They don't think Selwyn should be involved in these things, and besides, this man of mine, as a wizard who graduated from Skule, originally had a job on the Danger Settlement Committee, which has a bad effect on our family...... They wanted Christopher to go back. "

The Death Eaters standing below were pure-bloods, and they understood what the surname Selwyn meant, and even more so what it meant to be a wizard who graduated from Sculler. Now such a wizard from a famous family and a promising future would come to be a Death Eater, which many people do not understand.

None of the Death Eaters standing there were loyal to Voldemort, and if they were true to Voldemort, then they should have stayed in Azkaban now, not standing here. Many pure-blood families don't really have a choice, but Selwyn is different, wizards with this surname have a choice, which is why these Death Eaters are puzzled.

"Oh?" Voldemort glanced at Christopher behind him, "Are you trying to say that the rulers of your family think that I, Voldemort, the greatest dark wizard of all time, do not deserve a Selwyn follower?"

Voldemort was right, the old stuff in the Selwyn family really didn't look down on Voldemort as a person. Solim also knew how they viewed Voldemort, and if no one else said it, Elrond looked down on Voldemort in particular. Just as the real underworld looks down on ordinary ruffians, Selwyn naturally doesn't look down on people like Voldemort who are fooling around.

But Solim certainly can't say that, and directly admit that Voldemort is right, who knows what this madman will do to himself next. Besides, he doesn't have any capital to look down on the ups and downs of the earth, and people can kill themselves with a finger. Solim is very clear about his position, he is a messenger, why bother to pretend to be half of the garlic in the name of Selwyn, if Voldemort doesn't eat this, it is not himself who suffers.

"I'm just a messenger. Solim tried to avoid Voldemort's sensitive nerves and try not to stimulate him as much as possible, "I just need to get the word in, even if those people in the family are not satisfied with his behavior, they will not let me, a young wizard, who is still a minor, do anything." Whether or not to go back is his choice, and it has nothing to do with me personally. "

"Interesting. Voldemort's scarlet eyes looked at Solim, who was intrigued. Ordinary wizards couldn't stand in front of him, almost all wizards were trembling when facing him, the Dark Lord, and this little wizard, he was able to talk to himself so calmly, as if he wasn't afraid of himself at all.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Voldemort asked with interest, "aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"

"Kill me or not, the choice lies with you, the Dark Lord. If you're determined to kill me, what does it matter if I'm scared or not?" Solim admits that he was nervous, but that he wasn't scared at all, the portkey was tied to his wrist, and the ashes could arrive at any moment.

Truth be told, if Solim didn't think about Harry's safety, Voldemort would have escaped by Solim if he wanted to go.

"Your magic is strong. Voldemort suddenly said something that had nothing to do with it, "Even better than some Muggle-born adult wizards." How about you? Want to join our family? You're a Selwyn, and you have the right to do that. "

Solim was stunned, what was Voldemort doing? He was a young wizard who was still underage, indeed, Solim admitted that his magic power was relatively strong, but was it necessary for Voldemort to woo himself? Solim frowned and did not answer the question immediately, to be honest, Solim felt that Voldemort was a bit unqualified when he said such a thing.

"I killed the heir to House Richie, and if I become a Death Eater, can the Dark Lord protect me?" Solim asked, "Also, the Selwyn next to you is only a side member of the family, and I, the son of the current head of Selwyn's family." "

Solim really didn't have the face to say the word "bastard".

"A member of a side branch of the family has already upset the old people in the family, if I join the Death Eaters......" Solim looked at Voldemort and didn't continue. Save some face for you, if I really let me say it all, everyone's faces will not look good.

Voldemort has been making trouble not because he is really powerful, but that no one is willing to deal with him, anyway, he is doing things on the ground of the big fart of the country, and the impact is completely within the acceptable range, if Voldemort wants to be as big as Grindelwald was back then, then someone will definitely come out and press Voldemort's head.

And the Selwin and Ritchie families are the characters who can press Voldemort's head, let alone press his head, or take off his head. However, if there is no need for great wizards, it is rare to make enemies for no reason, and no matter how Voldemort is also a great wizard, it will still cause a little trouble if he really fights.

Solim is to show Voldemort that he is a big problem, and he will not come to fight his own ideas.

"Since you didn't mean to join me, then why did you bring this-" Voldemort said, gesturing to Harry on the tombstone, "-The deceitful came to me?"

"Like I said, one reason is to pass the word, and the other is that I'm going to bring that idiot down there back. Solim's gaze met Harry's.

"Corpses?" Voldemort stroked his wand.

"If you can. "Solim thought to himself, if you can do it, with your rod core that uses the same phoenix tail feather as Harry?

Voldemort let out a shrill laugh.

"Child, I appreciate you, but don't take an inch. Voldemort tapped his wand on the palm of his hand, "How do you think I'm going to give you Harry Potter? Even if it's a corpse, or- do you think you can take him without my permission?"

"Wouldn't it be better for me to bring his body back to Hogwarts, so that everyone would know that the 'Savior' was just a lie. "

I have to say that Solim's words tickled Voldemort's itch, and what he hated most was Harry's so-called "savior" name, which was based on his own failure. He had forgotten for a moment what needed to be kept secret when he returned from resurrection, and he now wanted to do only what he should have done thirteen years ago with witnesses—killing Harry Potter.

"Get up, Potter!" Voldemort waved his wand, and Harry on the tombstone fell, falling to the ground in embarrassment.

"Pick up your wand!"