Harry Potter: My Elemental Magic Turns the World Upside Down

Deep in the Forbidden Forest.

As a race with mysterious divination, most of the centaurs live here and have their own world.

And at the moment when Voldemort was resurrected, Firenze, as the elite of centaur divination, was praying.

But it was also at this time that a red light rose into the sky from the altar that was regarded as a holy altar by the horsemen.

Click!

The dark jade that had been enshrined on the altar shattered.

One by one the centaur came out from their respective homes, looking at the red light.

Weird and exudes a dark atmosphere!

"Ominous!"

"The Dark Lord is back!"

Firenze looked up at the sky, Xingkong nodded, and looked at the low starry sky, as if it was about to be pressed down from the sky, he raised his hand to pick up the stars, and said with a gloomy expression.

After speaking, Firenze ran away from the gathering place of the ethnic groups.

In that mysterious castle.

Voldemort had already put on his clothes and sat on the large throne, with Peter Pettigrew standing respectfully behind him.

The right hand that was sacrificed to revive Voldemort was recovered by Voldemort with powerful magic, and for this reason, he also gained Voldemort's trust.

This made Pettigrew Peter very excited. Now that he has a strong backer, he no longer has to cower and hide.

Now, he desperately wanted Voldemort to stand up and take him with him to clean up those guys who bullied him.

Apart from the two of them, there were still death eaters in black robes and masks standing in front of them.

They were all summoned by Voldemort through the Dark Magic Mark on Peter Pettigrew's hand.

However, these people are not all.

"Should I be happy? After you felt my call, you came to me obediently."

"do you know?"

"How I wish there were more stupid guys who pretended not to know after feeling my calling."

There was a sharp light in Voldemort's eyes, and there was a bit of playfulness in his pupils.

The Death Eaters standing in front of him, hearing Voldemort's words, all subconsciously shuddered.

This is not a word of encouragement, nor is it a joke.

It's a threat.

Outright threats.

As the old Death Eaters, they knew very well how cruel Voldemort's methods were.

Don't think that you can hide well, and he won't be able to find you for a while.

However, you will always show your feet.

His revenge will quickly come upon you.

"Take off your masks, what's the point of hiding here."

"Let me see, who are you?"

Voldemort's voice sounded, and these death eaters in black robes hesitated.

But someone still took off his mask.

He stood in the first row, a familiar face.

Voldemort looked at this face with a mocking smile.

"Lucius Malfoy, hehe, I'm surprised that you're here too."

"How I hope that among these people, there is no you."

"You despicable conspirator, you have deceived others time and time again, and you are safe and sound, alive."

"By the way, I heard that your son, Malfoy Jr., is now a very powerful elemental mage. It's amazing."

"Little Malfoy found a good backer, why didn't you betray me?"

Lucius Malfoy's body was uncontrollably controlled by Voldemort, and he was grabbed in front of him, and his cold hands even grabbed Lucius Malfoy's neck.

Lucius Malfoy was breathing so hard that he felt like he was suffocating.

The voice that came from the ear was reverberating and cold.

Voldemort wanted to kill him now.

But Voldemort didn't do that.

Lucius Malfoy fell to the ground, taking deep breaths.

For a brief moment just now, he thought he was going to die.

Even though Voldemort has just been resurrected, his strength is still extremely powerful.

Sure enough, he came back.

"You were right not to betray, Lucius."

"Your son is a very good target."

"Oh, you should understand, what I mean is, your son is a very good person who performs tasks well."

Lucius Malfoy heard Voldemort's words and looked up at Voldemort in shock.

However, what Voldemort gave him was indifferent eyes. At that moment, he seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, extremely cold.

"Lord Dark Lord, what do you mean?" Lucius Malfoy couldn't help asking.

"What do I mean?" Voldemort looked at Lucius Malfoy, pulled out his wand from under his sleeve, and said with a smile, "What I mean is very simple, that is to let your son assassinate someone."

"Thunder magic warrior, what an amazing profession."

The cold voice made Lucius Malfoy's breathing stop for an instant.

Lucius Malfoy knew that he had no right to refuse at this moment, so he asked, "Assassinate who?"

"Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore!" Voldemort said in a deep and unforgettable voice, "What a long name."

"But, he must die!"

Voldemort knew very well why he died.

Among them, Albus Dumbledore's calculations and shots contributed a lot.

In addition, he wanted to continue to stir up wind and rain in the magical world, but there were two people who couldn't get around.

One is Albus Dumbledore and the other is Kettleair.

The matter of killing Kettler, based on his current understanding of Kettler's deeds, cannot be solved by assassination.

Therefore, we can only target Albus Dumbledore, which is obviously easier to pass.

When Lucius Malfoy heard that Voldemort wanted his son to assassinate Dumbledore, he was stunned.

Even feel incredible.

"Assassinate him?"

"It's something impossible to accomplish."

"His wisdom and means are beyond Draco's calculation."

Lucius Malfoy roared in panic, and Voldemort and the Death Eaters all looked over.

Some people were sympathizing with Lucius Malfoy, while others looked at him jokingly, with indifferent expressions.

Among them, Voldemort's gaze is the most indifferent.

"Lucius, you have no choice."

"You need to show me your allegiance."

"I think there are enough people here who are willing to supervise you."

When Voldemort looked at Lucius Malfoy, there was an unknown murderous intent, which also made Lucius Malfoy deeply realize that this matter is definitely not that simple.

hey-hey!

A sudden voice sounded, and Lucius Malfoy's eyes heard the words and looked, but he saw the smile on Peter Pettigrew's face, which was so dangerous.

"Murseb!"

Voldemort's voice followed.

A black robe came out after hearing the words.