MTL - A Magical Hogwarts-v7 Chapter 41 Are you ready to meet your Majesty the Demon King?

Voldemort's plan of action was simple, in his words:

"At present, although the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix were lucky enough to capture the Hebrides and gain air supremacy, the overall war situation has not changed.

Death Eaters and Umrah parties should concentrate more superior forces in order to retake the Hebrides. "

However, after the meeting was dissolved, Voldemort left Grindelwald alone and immediately whispered:

"The real content of my plan is to attack the Hebrides on the surface, but in fact surprise Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic!"

Grindelwald held up the teacup, took a sip of the hot tea, glanced at him, and frowned:

"But at the military meeting just now..."

"That's tactical deception." Voldemort sneered, his snake-like face gleaming pale in the dim light.

"In the past many failed battles, I have profoundly summed up the lessons of failure."

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and seemed to be very interested in this lesson. He raised his hand and signaled Lao Fu to continue.

Voldemort is also not hypocritical. In the face of his subordinates, he will not admit mistakes, but this senior at the same level has nothing to hide.

He walked up and down the house, pacing and talking in that unhurried voice.

"The strategies and tactics I have formulated are all good. To put it bluntly, there are too many wins against Dumbledore and Stark, and the two sides are not on the same level.

However, a group of hopelessly stupid subordinates, unable to resolutely carry out my orders, also ruined the wonderful command.

Moving forward with a heavy load, how to win this battle? ! "

"..."

"The second point is the issue of intelligence on both sides," said Voldemort in his high, clear voice.

"There is a despicable guy, lurking among the Death Eaters, who can always bring the most accurate information to Dumbledore and Stark."

He stopped and turned to look at Grindelwald, looking forward to being recognized by this old senior:

"It is only by the asymmetry of intelligence that they can make up for the tactical gap again and again, otherwise they would have been defeated by me long ago."

Grindelwald looked at Voldemort strangely, and finally affirmed seriously:

"Tom... see you!"

"Then you are ready to..." The old man shrugged. "How to solve these two points?"

"Utilize my best command ability, and direct tactics to every Death Eater." Voldemort said confidently.

"They follow me directly and can effectively bring out the most perfect tactics."

In human terms it is:

Continue to micro-manage, and increase the intensity!

"As for the Death Eater traitor, I haven't found out who it is yet, but at the meeting just now, I gave that person wrong information."

"During the raid, we feinted and used the portkey directly to go to Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic."

Grindelwald was silent for a moment and asked, "Who else knows about this plan?"

"Only you and me," said Voldemort softly.

He trusted Grindelwald for the time being. 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.

Unless they both have legs.

"Very good plan." Grindelwald said softly: "For the sake of confidentiality, I will not let anyone know in advance.

Including my student. "

"Very good." Voldemort laughed. "Hogwarts is part of that strategic goal.

I will send some more Death Eaters to attack the Ministry of Magic with your subordinates.

As long as you kill the Minister Burns, you can quickly replace my people and control the overall situation of the UK. "

"Okay," Grindelwald said blankly.

"And what about Dumbledore and Stark?" Voldemort asked, raising his head.

The success of all strategic goals is based on the premise of stopping these two men.

"I have asked Karkaroff to inform Dumbledore of my coming to England.

I have played against him many times, and I know the man, and this information will induce him to come and find me. "

Hearing Karkaroff's name, Voldemort just gave a faint hum.

Two years ago, he sent the Karo brothers and sisters to kill Karkaroff, who had surrendered to the Order of the Phoenix.

Unexpectedly, he found out that he had been controlled by Grindelwald with the Imperius Curse.

This is also the reason why Voldemort did not kill the traitor Karkaroff.

After all, it can be used as a spy for information.

This time it came in handy.

"The spy lurking beside me will also tell Dumbledore the news of your coming here." Voldemort looked at Grindelwald and said in a hoarse voice:

"Just to prove the authenticity of Karkaroff's intelligence."

"My two students and I are enough to trap Dumbledore." Grindelwald stroked the wand in his hand and said to himself, "Even kill him."

"Then I will hold Stark," said Voldemort.

The two sides reached an agreement quickly.

"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 make me a wand, but he was taken away by you..."

Grindelwald fiddled with the wand in his hand and said indifferently:

"Grigovitch is gone, he's dead."

"Dead?!" Voldemort's eyes flashed.

"I was defeated and the wand was broken by Dumbledore." Grindelwald explained:

"I took Gregorovich just to get him to do it for me again.

He actually refused, so I just... hehe~"

Voldemort's eyes were deep, thoughtful.

He looked at the wand in Grindelwald's hand again, and there was a flash of greed.

Grindelwald clenched his wand, and for a split second he thought Voldemort was about to do it.

Unexpectedly, he just grinned and said with a cold smile:

"Since it's dead, forget it."

Immediately after Grindelwald left, Voldemort waved his wand.

A tall Dementor floated out of the darkness.

He was draped in a cape, his face completely hidden under the hood, and his arms were scabbed and glowed off-white.

As soon as the Dementor leader came in, the temperature in the entire room dropped by more than ten degrees.

It's just that the cold breath did not affect Voldemort at all.

He sat on the sofa, blinked his red eyes, and asked:

"I let your clan breed for two years. How many dementors are there now?"

"Master, the Ministry of Magic has attacked us... There are only over 2,000 at present." The dementor leader stuttered.

"Enough." Voldemort nodded and said, "Bring some of your clan, and Grindelwald's shamans, to attack the Ministry of Magic.

Halfway through... turn around and attack his subordinates. "

Voldemort didn't care about the success or failure of the Ministry of Magic.

As long as he can destroy 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.

So he could get the Elder Wand.

Sneak attack on allies, what happened? We are the Dark Lord!

Who can be nobler than whom?

"Yes, master..." The Dementor leader did not hesitate at all.

"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 out, Voldemort now only trusts Dementors, and will definitely not betray himself.

After the Dementors left, Voldemort waved his wand again.

After an unknown amount of time, Peter Wormtail pushed the door tremblingly and entered.

"Master...you called me?"

Voldemort was lying on the sofa and said in a sullen mood:

"You've been staying at Snape's house, has he changed?"

Voldemort didn't fully trust Snape...in fact, he wouldn't trust anyone.

Therefore, putting Wormtail at Snape's house seemed to dislike him and let Snape help him manage it, but it was actually monitoring Snape in turn.

"Nothing changed, just that he always likes to let me do the chores...cleaning, washing his underwear and stuff like that..." Wormtail complained.

"Ha~ Since I'm bored, I'll give you a new task."

Voldemort turned his head slightly to one side and looked at Wormtail.

Peter was afraid of being sent to the battlefield, and immediately said: "This job... is also good... master."

"Don't worry, the new mission is not dangerous, just let you help me keep one thing."

"What?" Wormtail thought it was some kind of baby, excitement flashed across his face.

I saw Voldemort's wand waved, and a halo floated over.

The runes, whose head was beheaded by William, stayed in the star-lit magical protection ball floating in the air, twisting and coiling like they were underwater.

Wormtail is no stranger to this snake.

He was the one who captured the forest in Albania back then.

"You will take care of this snake until I go to attack Hogwarts," Voldemort said.

"Owner……"

"Why don't you want to?" Voldemort narrowed his cold eyes.

"I do..." Peter swallowed.

"Peter." Voldemort stood up, walked slowly to Wormtail, and pressed his shoulders.

"In those days ~www.novelbuddy.com~ it was you who saved me and resurrected me. I still remember it now... Among the Death Eaters, the one I trust the most is actually you."

Voldemort grabbed Wormtail's right hand, an alchemical arm.

"Help me keep this snake well, and when I come back, I'll make you a metal body that can resist all spells."

Wormtail looked surprised, and said with a full mouth: "Okay, Master."

"Good, my good servant, my... darling, I'll leave it to you."

After Wormtail left, Voldemort stood at the window, looking out 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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