The Dharma God of All Realms Begins with Harry Potter

Voldemort is now very proud. Under the plan of the Death Eaters, he not only regained his body, but also brought his biggest enemy in front of him.

Now, Voldemort is purely treating Harry like a cat and mouse, and he even has the mood to talk to Harry about his father.

"……You are standing on my father's bones. he hissed softly,"He's a Muggle and a fool, just like your mother." But they all have their uses, right? When you were young, your mother died to protect you, and I killed my father. You see, how useful he was after his death.……"

He recounted the experiences of his parents and his own birth. As he spoke, he continued to pace up and down, his red eyes scanning back and forth between the graves.

"……Listen to me, listen to me recall my family history……"He whispered,"Ah, I'm a little sad...but look, Harry! My real family is back……"

The air was suddenly filled with the clatter of cloaks.Between the graves, behind the fir trees, and in every dark place, wizards apparated.

They were all hooded and had their faces covered.

Nowadays, the only people who still maintain this costume are Death Eaters.

They walked over one by one...walking slowly and cautiously, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

Voldemort stood silently waiting. A Death Eater fell to his knees, crawled to Voldemort, and kissed the hem of his black robes

"Master...Master……"he whispered.

The Death Eaters behind him did the same, each crawling to Voldemort on their knees, kissing his robes, then stepped aside, stood up, and silently formed a circle, covering Tom Riddle's grave, Harry, and Voldemort. Surrounded by Peter Pettigrew, who was lying on the ground sobbing and convulsing. But there are still some gaps in the circle, as if waiting for others to join.

Hermione and Fleur no longer bothered to ask Ye Ting about the shocking words he just said. They covered their mouths nervously and stared carefully at the faces of the Death Eaters under their hoods, trying their best to identify their true identities.

However, Voldemort no longer seemed to expect anyone to come. He looked around at the hooded faces. Although there was no wind, there seemed to be a slight rustling in the circle, as if the circle was trembling.

"Welcome, Death Eaters," Voldemort said calmly,"Thirteen years... thirteen years since our last meeting. But you still responded to my call just like yesterday...that is to say, we are still united under the Dark Mark! Yeah?"

"I smell guilt," said Voldemort."There is a stink of guilt in the air."

The Death Eaters in the circle trembled again. It seemed that everyone wanted to step back, but they didn't dare to move.

"I see you, in good health and with the same magic as before - arriving so quickly! ——I asked myself...Why haven't these wizards come to help their master, the person they swore to be loyal to forever?"

Obviously, Voldemort was quite angry at what the Death Eaters had done over the years. He was furious at the Death Eaters, causing them to tremble.

Some of them immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, but what happened was a Cruciatus Curse.

Then, He finally gave Peter Pettigrew the reward of resurrecting him - he raised his wand and danced in the air. The head of the wand drew a line of light like molten silver. It had no shape at first, and then the light band twisted and turned into A gleaming human hand, as bright as the moonlight. It flew down by itself and settled on Peter's bleeding wrist.

Seeing this scene, Ye Ting shook his head in admiration.

It seems that Voldemort is not a man who uses fear purely. The fool who rules everything has some leadership skills.

After returning, he summoned his former subordinates and became furious with the subordinates who were present.

However, although he was very angry, he was actually just talking down to these Death Eaters. Picking it up and putting it down gently, he only punished one of them with the Cruciatus Curse. He didn't really kill them out of anger, but it showed his strength appropriately.

After all, he still needs people to do things for him, like this The threat was enough to make these Death Eaters obedient.

However, the Death Eaters who did not come were different. The Death Eaters who responded to the call could be forgiven, but those who did not come, haha...

In addition, he had Peter's reward was precisely to show the clear distinction between reward and punishment - it was clear that Peter resurrected Voldemort out of fear of old friends such as Lupine and Black, rather than loyalty.

After repaying Peter, Voldemort walked towards the person on his right

"Lucius, my cunning friend," he said in a low voice, stopping before the man,"I hear that you have not renounced your past conduct, although you put on a sanctimonious face before the world. I believe you'd still like to take the lead in torturing Muggles? But you never looked for me, Lucius... Your behavior at the Quidditch World Cup was quite interesting... But wouldn't it be better if you spent your energy on finding and helping your master?"

""Master, I have always been very attentive," Lucius Malfoy's voice came quickly from under the hood,"As long as there is any signal from you, as long as there are any rumors about your whereabouts, I will rush to you immediately, Nothing can stop me——"

"But when a loyal Death Eater launched my mark into the air last summer, you escaped. Voldemort said lazily - Mr. Malfoy suddenly shut up,"Yes, I know that, Lucius... you have disappointed me... I hope you will serve me more loyally in the future.""

"Of course, Master, of course... you are generous, thank you……"

Lucius Malfoy was the representative of the pure-blood family who had surrendered to Voldemort. Voldemort's words meant that he would no longer hold these people accountable, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Voldemort took two steps, stopped, and looked at the gap between Malfoy and the person next to him - this gap was enough for two people to stand.

This was originally the location of Mr. and Mrs. Lester, but these loyal henchmen of Voldemort were still in Azkaban.

Voldemort loudly announced that he would rescue the couple and give them a great reward. He also announced that the dementors from Azkaban would join them.

Finally, he stood in front of a guy dressed funny.

The man in front of him looked quite young, but he was wearing a set of tattered old-fashioned clothes, with a magic eye tied to his head, one foot bare, and a prosthetic leg placed beside his foot.

"It's that guy, he's wearing Professor Moody's clothes, but he's changed back to his old self. Hermione whispered.

This is Barty Crouch Jr., the man who used Polyjuice Potion to impersonate Moody.

"Ah, Barty Crouch," Voldemort looked at him with empty red eyes,"I know that you are my most loyal servant and have always served me. You sneaked into Hogwarts alone. Thanks to your efforts, our children will be here tonight.……"

Barty Crouch Jr. bowed to Voldemort with pride, and there was a small commotion among the Death Eaters, who secretly exchanged glances. _Feilu reminds you: three things about reading - collection, recommendation,