themonasnovels Chapter 1097 Are you ready to meet your Majesty the Demon King?
Chapter 1097 Are you ready to meet your Majesty the Demon King?
Chapter 1097 Are you ready to meet your Majesty the Demon King?
Voldemort's plan of action was simple, in his words:
"Currently, although the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix captured the Hebrides by chance and gained air supremacy, the overall war situation has not changed.
The Death Eaters and the Witch Party should concentrate more superior forces in order to reoccupy the Hebrides. "
However, after the meeting was dissolved, Voldemort left Grindelwald alone, and immediately whispered:
"The real content of my plan is to pretend to attack the Hebrides on the surface, but in fact to surprise Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic!"
Grindelwald picked up the teacup, took a sip of the hot tea, glanced at him, frowned and said:
"But at the military meeting just now..."
"That's tactical deception." Voldemort sneered, his snake-like face, pale and shimmering in the dimness.
"In many failed battles in the past, I have profoundly summed up the lessons of failure."
Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, as if he was very interested in this lesson, he raised his hand, signaling Lao Fu to continue.
Voldemort was not hypocritical either, he would not admit his mistakes to his subordinates, but this senior at the same level had nothing to hide.
He was walking up and down the room, talking in that unhurried voice as he paced.
"The strategies and tactics I have formulated are good. To put it bluntly, winning Dumbledore and Stark is too much, and the two sides are not at the same level.
However, a group of hopelessly stupid subordinates were unable to resolutely carry out my order, and also ruined the excellent command.
Moving forward with a heavy load, how can we win this battle? ! "
"..."
"The second point is the issue of intelligence on both sides." Voldemort said in his high-pitched, clear voice.
"There is a despicable guy who lurks among the Death Eaters and can always bring the most accurate news to Dumbledore and Stark."
He stopped and turned to look at Grindelwald, looking forward to getting the old man's approval:
"It is because of the unequal intelligence that they can make up for the tactical gap time and time again, otherwise they would have been defeated by me long ago."
Grindelwald looked at Voldemort strangely, and finally affirmed seriously:
"Tom... Goodbye!"
"Then you are going to..." The old man shrugged. "How to solve these two points?"
"Using my best command ability, I will directly issue tactics to each Death Eater." Voldemort said confidently.
"They take orders directly from me and can effectively display the most perfect tactics."
To explain it in human terms:
Continue to micromanage, and increase the intensity!
"As for the Death Eater traitor, I haven't found out who it is yet, but in the meeting just now, I gave him wrong information."
"When we launched the raid, we feinted and used the Portkey directly to Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic."
Grindelwald was silent for a moment, and asked, "Who else knows about this plan?"
"Just you and me," said Voldemort softly.
For the time being, he trusted Grindelwald, after all, the two sides were joining forces to fight against Dumbledore.
This bad old man's hatred for that bad old man is probably much deeper than his.
After all, 50 years in prison, Voldemort did not believe that Grindelwald would go to Dumbledore to inform him.
Unless they have an affair.
"A very good plan." Grindelwald said gently: "For the sake of confidentiality, I will not let anyone know in advance.
Including my student. "
"Very well." Voldemort laughed heartily. "Hogwarts is part of the strategic goals.
I will send some Death Eaters to attack the Ministry of Magic with your men.
As long as you kill Minister Burns, you can quickly replace me and take control of the overall situation in the UK. "
"Okay." Grindelwald said blankly.
"So, what about Dumbledore and Stark?" Voldemort asked with his head raised.
The success of all strategic goals is based on the premise of stopping these two people.
"I have asked Karkaroff to tell Dumbledore the news of my coming to England.
I have fought against him many times, and I know that man, and this information will lure him to look for me. "
Hearing Karkaroff's name, Voldemort just hummed lightly.
Two years ago, he sent the Karol brothers and sisters to kill Karkaroff who had surrendered to the Order of the Phoenix.
Unexpectedly, he discovered that he had been controlled by Grindelwald with the Imperius Curse.
This is why Voldemort did not kill the traitor Karkaroff.
After all, it can be used as a spy to inquire about news.
This time it just came in handy.
"The spy lurking by my side will also tell Dumbledore the news of your coming here." Voldemort looked at Grindelwald and said hoarsely:
"Just to prove the authenticity of Karkaroff's information."
"My two students and I are enough to trap Dumbledore." Grindelwald stroked the wand in his hand and said confidently: "Even kill him."
"Then I'll hold Stark back," said Voldemort.
The two sides quickly reached an agreement.
"One more thing..." Voldemort stroked his wand with pale fingers, his eyes fixed on Grindelwald.
"I wrote many times, asking Gregorovitch to come here and help me make a wand, but you took him away..."
Grindelwald fiddled with the wand in his hand, and said indifferently:
"Forget it Grigovich, he's dead."
"Dead?!" Voldemort's eyes flickered.
"I was defeated back then, and my wand was broken by Dumbledore." Grindelwald explained:
"I took Grigovich away because I wanted him to help me do it again.
He actually refused, so I just...heh~"
Voldemort's eyes were deep and thoughtful.
He looked at the wand in Grindelwald's hand again, with a flash of greed.
Grindelwald clenched his wand tightly. For a moment, he thought Voldemort was about to attack.
Unexpectedly, he just grinned and said with a cold smile:
"Since you're dead, forget it."
Voldemort waved his wand immediately after Grindelwald left.
A tall dementor floated out of the darkness.
He was cloaked, his face completely hidden under the hood, and his arms were scabbed and glowing pale.
As soon as the leader of the dementors came in, the temperature of the whole room dropped by more than ten degrees.
It's just that the cold breath didn't affect Voldemort at all.
He sat on the sofa, blinked his red eyes, and asked:
"I let your group breed for two years, how many dementors are there now?"
"Master, the Ministry of Magic has attacked us... the current number is only over 2000." The leader of the dementors stammered.
"Enough." Voldemort nodded and said, "Take part of your clan, and Grindelwald's voodoo party, to attack the Ministry of Magic.
Halfway... turned around and attacked his subordinates. "
Voldemort was indifferent to the success or failure of the Ministry of Magic.
As long as he can kill Dumbledore and Stark, and get the Elder Wand, he can destroy the Ministry of Magic at any time.
He is confident that his strategy will not go wrong this time, so solving Grindelwald's forces in advance is the top priority.
He would have taken the Elder Wand.
Sneak attack on friendly troops, what's wrong?We are the Dark Lord!
Who can be nobler than whom?
"Yes, master..." The dementor leader didn't hesitate at all.
"Then send the remaining dementors to attack Hogwarts...you will be the main force this time!" Voldemort ordered.
"Yes!"
Compared with this group of Death Eaters who eat inside and outside, Voldemort only trusts the dementors now, and he will definitely not betray himself.
After the dementors left, Voldemort waved his wand again.
After an unknown amount of time, Wormtail Peter tremblingly pushed the door open and entered.
"Master... you called me?"
Voldemort lay on the sofa and said in a waned mood:
"You've been staying at Snape's house, did he make any changes?"
Voldemort didn't completely trust Snape...in fact, he wouldn't trust anyone.
Therefore, putting Wormtail in Snape's house seemed to despise him and let Snape take care of him, but in fact it was spying on Snape instead.
"Nothing changed, it's just that he always likes to let me do chores... cleaning, washing his underwear, etc..." Wormtail complained.
"Heh~ Since I'm bored, I'll give you a new task."
Voldemort turned his head slightly to one side, studying Wormtail.
Peter was afraid of being sent to the battlefield, so he said immediately: "This job...is also very good...Master."
"Don't worry, the new mission is not dangerous, I just ask you to keep something for me."
"What?" Wormtail thought it was some kind of treasure, excitement flashed across his face.
I saw Voldemort waving his wand, and a halo floated over.
The rune snake whose head was cut off by William stayed in the starry magic protective sphere floating in mid-air, twisting and coiling as if underwater.
Wormtail was no stranger to this snake.
He was the one who captured the forest in Albania.
"This snake will be yours to keep while I start the war," Voldemort said.
"Owner……"
"Why don't you want to?" Voldemort narrowed his cold eyes.
"I would..." Peter swallowed.
"Peter." Voldemort stood up, walked slowly to Wormtail, and pressed his shoulder.
"Back then, you saved me and resurrected me. I still remember... Among the Death Eaters, I trust you the most."
Voldemort grabbed Wormtail's right hand, which was an alchemical arm.
"Help me keep this snake well, and when I come back, I will help you make a metal body that can resist all spells."
Wormtail was pleasantly surprised, and he agreed wholeheartedly: "Okay, master."
"Hey, my good servant, my... baby, I'm just counting on you."
After Wormtail left, Voldemort stood at the window, looking into the dark night.
"Dumbledore's life, Hogwarts Castle, the Elder Wand...I want it all!
World, are you ready to welcome your Majesty the Demon King? ! "
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(End of this chapter)