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At night, Augustus lay in bed, looking up at the sky with a smug smile on his lips. Tomorrow was destined to be a great moment. He planned how to make the news of Voldemort's conquest of vampires spread quickly throughout the wizarding world. It would be great if someone could record the process of Voldemort taking down Dracula on the spot.

Augustus turned his head, and a wonderful idea appeared in his mind. He invited Rita Skeeter, a special correspondent of the Daily Prophet, to record the whole process of Voldemort's conquest of vampires, and then use her ability to make up the facts to limit the fact. The exaggeration, such reports will definitely make the entire magic world fall into a huge panic, and Voldemort's prestige will once again deter all potential forces, and it will be easy to bring them under his command in the future. Thinking of this, Augustus couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth. To be honest, this game-like perspective was really fun.

The next morning, the dark fortress deep in the Gorivia Mountains was bustling, the dark dragon gate opened its huge mouth, and between the sharp fangs an army of werewolves and Death Eaters went. When they came out, the werewolves’ footsteps were heavy, they stopped from time to time and screamed in the sky, and behind them were Death Eaters, all dressed in standard black clothes, holding wands to keep alert. Above them Voldemort rode a dragon across the sky, their target pointed at the vampire's lair.

Augustus scrutinized the team on the ground through Voldemort's eyes, the Death Eaters with ghosts, the werewolves who seemed brave but had no brains, they were really a rabble that lived up to their reputation. The corner of Augustus's mouth raised a contemptuous smile, stupid lives, the value of their existence is to be the sacrifice of higher wisdom, this is the eternal truth. Come on, follow me and let me step on your bones to be the ruler of this magical world, Augustus thought proudly

The hurricane fanned by the dragon's wings swept across the earth. Under its huge body, there was an army of death composed of black wizards and werewolves. Wherever they passed, villages were burned and lives were slaughtered. After a day and night march , In the evening of the second day, Voldemort finally arrived at the edge of the Black Forest.

Rita Skeeter had long been waiting at the edge of the Black Forest. Yesterday morning, an owl sent Voldemort's letter to her. Although she was afraid, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The urge to become famous still overwhelmed the fear and drove her here.

When Rita Skeeter saw Voldemort come down from the dragon, she took a few steps back in fear, and the huge army of death not far away also made her tremble.

"Hello, Ms. Ritasket." Voldemort offered her a pale hand politely. Squeeze as gentle an expression as possible from your face.

"Hello." Rita Skeeter shivered and stretched out her hand, carefully holding Voldemort's hand, "pop" the camera's flash made a loud noise, and the photo of the two shaking hands was recorded by the cameraman. Before Tuskette came, she had already conceived a huge plan in her mind, and she decided to publish this explosive news as a long serial in the "Daily Prophet". And what Rita Skeeter has to do is to document the whole process from the moment she meets Voldemort with words and photos.

"I want to ask why you decided to level the vampire's lair." Rita Skeeter, seeing Voldemort's politeness, asked boldly, and the shorthand quill beside her quickly left a line on the paper.

"Dear Ms. Rita Skeeter, don't be nervous. I invite you to come here to let the world know about Voldemort's great ideals through the Daily Prophet through your eyes." Voldemort smiled slightly, his deformed mouth terrifying The ground pulled upward, squeezed out a smile, and the expression on his face might scare away even ghosts.

"You asked a very good question. It starts from my ideals. Over the centuries, our magical world has been persecuted by Muggles, and countless famous wizards have died tragically. I am deeply saddened by this." , Voldemort lowered his head slightly to express his inner condolences, and then he continued: "But now Muggles have entered our world in a grand way and learned magic with us. This is a humiliation to pure-blood wizards. At the same time, until now, the magic world has Is it fair to hide in a corner of the Muggle world like a rat in a ditch?"

Rita Skeeter shook her head involuntarily, and Augustus quickly caught Rita Skeeter into it with extremely negative inflammatory language. "What I want to do now is to unify the entire magical world, not for myself, but for all wizards, we also need the land under the sun, our powerful magic should be above all muggles

Be their masters, and all the 'mudbloods' who have usurped our magical resources should be killed to purify our wizarding blood. ' Voldemort's tone became more and more agitated. 9

Infected by Voldemort, Rita Skeeter also clenched her fists angrily, her anger against Muggles ignited in her heart, and the dark green shorthand quill wrote quickly on the paper, as if she had been beaten with chicken blood. excited.

"In order to achieve the purification and liberation of wizards, I sent Peter Pettigrew, my most trusted person, as my messenger to discuss cooperation with the vampires, but they brutally killed Peter Pettigrew. 33 Voldemort said here He waved at the person behind him, and immediately an exquisite coffin was carried to Rita Skeeter.

Voldemort pointed to the corpse of Peter Pettigrew in the coffin and said: "Look at the wound on his neck, and his pale skin, the blood of his whole body was taken away by vampires, in order to avenge my most loyal subordinates, and also for The unified liberation of the wizarding world, I think it is imperative to level the vampire's lair.

Rita Skeeter was now completely convinced by Augustus' tirade, and she saw Voldemort from fear to admiration. Augustus saw it all through Voldemort's eyes, and laughed secretly in his heart, but some foolish humans will eventually crawl under my feet.

At this time, in the vampire's lair, Count Dracula had already received the news of Voldemort's massive invasion. What he was most afraid of was the werewolf army. In history, vampires and werewolves had fought brutally several times. It didn't take any advantage, and now the werewolves are united with dark wizards, especially the terrifying Voldemort, thus forming an overwhelming absolute advantage over vampires.