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Volume 4: A Different Scarlet Bullet Chapter 90: The Dark Mark

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    Chapter 90 The Dark Mark As soon as his mother said this, Sephiroth understood what was going on before his simpler sister could react.  "What kind of "distinguished guest" can there be at this time? Which pure-blood wizard doesn't guard his manor carefully.  When Sephiroth was in school, he was thinking, if Malfoy Manor was attacked, where would Voldemort hide?  Whether to continue to live in seclusion in another stronghold of the Malfoy family or choose to live in the property that once belonged to Voldemort, I just didn't expect that Voldemort would actually take a fancy to my home.  When we were at school, we were secretly laughing at Draco for not having a good time this holiday, but he didn't expect retribution to come so quickly.  Now it¡¯s your turn to be careful.  "I understand, leave it to me, I will take care of it. Sister, you will go upstairs with your mother in a moment. It is best to move to your eldest sister's place during this holiday. Don't come back until you get contact from your father or me.  " In pure-blood wizard families, especially in this ancient pure-blood family, the status of women is far inferior to that of men. Girls can't even make the decision about their own marriage.  Although the atmosphere of the Sterling family is relatively relaxed, it is also an ancient pure-blood family. Sephiroth's status far exceeds that of his sister. From the perspective of pure-blood wizards, it is normal for Sephiroth to tell his sister what to do.  "Is it really that serious? I understand." My sister is not ignorant. Although she is relatively innocent and has not been exposed to these things, since Sephiroth has spoken, she must do it even if she doesn't want to.  It's not that Sephiroth doesn't want his mother and two sisters to live outside, or even live outside the house, but Voldemort has already arrived at his home. If everyone at home doesn't go to see the Dark Lord during the holidays, what will happen?  It doesn't make sense.  Although I despise this slicing devil from the bottom of my heart, I still have to give him this little face on the surface.  After all, Voldemort's self-esteem is very distorted. If they have trouble with him now, he may have to deal with them first.  "Oh, I wish I could have the ability of one-third of my body." On the way home, Sephiroth lamented.  It is really unlucky for him to be in a world where the strength level is relatively average all over the world. This kind of world relies on large numbers of people, and individual strength really does not play a big role.  It would be much more convenient if it was a world where a magic teacher or a magic ban existed where one person could fight against the country.  Although the Dark Lord and Dumbledore are so powerful, if they were to face the entire Hogwarts students alone, they would be dead or alive.  The carriage stopped in front of Sterling Manor, and Sephiroth, his mother and sister got out of the carriage.  The closed door slowly opened under the control of the house elf, Sephiroth straightened his collar and strode in.  I don¡¯t know if it was his imagination, but a depressing atmosphere permeated this once-familiar home. The servants had been dismissed and it became empty.  Seeing this strange home, my sister, who had just returned home, seemed to understand why Sephiroth and his family were so threatened.  "Mother, please go back to your room first." Sephiroth has already felt the cold and cold aura hidden somewhere in the room, like a poisonous snake coiled and waiting for an opportunity, and it belongs to Voldemort.  "Sephiroth, you are back. Follow me to see that adult. Don't talk casually for a while. Just leave it to me." Mr. Sterling also came out to greet them, but more importantly, he took Sephiroth with him.  Go and meet that lord.  Otherwise, that guy is very good, and he can learn more if he is appreciated by Voldemort.  The Dark Lord doesn¡¯t just rely on ruthless killing to recruit his subordinates.  "We met again, but you seem to have hidden a lot of things from me, right?" Voldemort was lazily lying on the sofa, looking at Sephiroth who came in with Big Sterling.  Sterling was surprised for a while, how could Voldemort know his son?  But he couldn't show it on his face, and he couldn't even ask Sephiroth on the spot. He could only pray that Sephiroth would be smart enough not to anger the Lord.  "It's an honor to see you again, your great highness. I would like to congratulate you on your new life." Sephiroth vaguely reminded Voldemort, don't forget who helped you resurrect, the promised reward has not yet been received.  "Oh, yes! I almost forgot, I once promised to reward you. So, let me think about it, what should I reward you?" Voldemort seemed to have just remembered, and patted himself lightly.But there was no smile at all in his words, only a touch of coldness.  "You have made great contributions, and I wanted to reward you well - but, you see, you are not a member of the Death Eaters. If I reward an outsider vigorously, what will other people think? You said, I  What should I do? " Voldemort sat up, leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking at Sephiroth in amusement, who looked just like his younger self.  The vigorous ambition and the ardent pursuit of power cannot be seen in his eyes, so what does the other party want?  After regaining consciousness, Voldemort became much calmer after so many days, and he also noticed the strangeness that he had not noticed before.  What Sephiroth said when he presented the Magic Stone to him was simply a lie.  Based on the past of Sephiroth that Voldemort asked Lucius to collect these days, although I don¡¯t know what he will eventually achieve, I believe that his own achievements will not be worse than his own in twenty or thirty years.  Trying his best, he couldn't think of any reason for him to give the Sorcerer's Stone to him.  Voldemort once suspected that there was something wrong with the Sorcerer's Stone, but he has been resurrected. This is the best proof - the Sorcerer's Stone has not been tampered with.  The unknown is always scary, and Voldemort has no idea what this boy Sephiroth wants.  Lucius and Sterling, he could see through the desires of these people at a glance, but the young man in front of him was extremely mature.  "Of course everything will be arranged by His Highness!" Before Sephiroth could speak, Sterling, who was afraid that Voldemort would be offended by his unscrupulous words, interrupted first.  If it had been anyone else, maybe Voldemort would have thrown him [Cruciato], but the other person was Sephiroth's father, and in a pure-blood family, it was okay for his father to make the decision on his behalf.  "Oh~ don't be anxious, Mr. Sterling, let us listen to the young man's choice." Big Sterling's interruption did not attract Voldemort's attention. He was already wary of Sephiroth. Big Sterling  It is useless to speak for him like this.  "If His Highness can't decide what reward to give to me, then it is better to give the gift to the entire Sterling family." Sephiroth also felt that this Voldemort was too shrewd and difficult to deal with, and he was already suspicious of himself.  He knew that slandering himself at this time would only make Voldemort more suspicious of him, so he simply revealed his previous request.  Resurrecting this Voldemort, even if it puts the greatest pressure on Dumbledore, is also a difficult test for pure-blood wizards.  Voldemort in his student days was undoubtedly the shrewdest Voldemort. Perhaps he was not as powerful and experienced as the later Voldemort, but his sanity was definitely greater than anyone else after him.  "Huh huh huh~" Voldemort lowered his head and smiled coldly, "That's true. Even I was deceived. You are worthy of being my Slytherin student." For someone like Sephiroth,  A cunning and scheming young man, Voldemort wanted to be his subordinate, but was also worried about his opponent's plans.  After all, Voldemort is also a proud man. He is confident that he will never fall into the hands of a young boy.  So wouldn't excellence serve him better?  "I really appreciate you more and more! Sephiroth, that's the name, right? Are you willing to join my Death Eaters? I believe it won't be long before you can replace Lucius as a Death Eater.  Here's the second in command. I'm very optimistic about you." Voldemort believed that he still valued talents, so he extended an invitation to Sephiroth.  When Sterling heard this, he immediately panicked.  Just like Lucius, no matter how much they desire benefits, they have never thought of selling their families in exchange for benefits.  Sephiroth is the sole heir of the Sterling family. Sterling immediately wanted to kneel down and beg Voldemort to let Sephiroth go.  The reason is easy to deal with. Even if Sephiroth is still too young and not capable enough to serve Voldemort, give him a few years to study hard and learn his skills, and then join the Death Eaters to serve the Dark Lord after graduation.  Sterling thought that when Sephiroth graduates in a few years, the situation will definitely be clear.  Either Voldemort defeated Dumbledore, or Voldemort was destroyed by Dumbledore. If you choose at that time, you won't lose no matter what.  Just when Mr. Sterling was about to kneel down, Sephiroth pulled him without leaving a trace to stop him from moving.  "Of course, it's my honor, Your Highness." After saying that, Sephiroth took the initiative to roll up the sleeve of his left hand and half-knelt in front of Voldemort like a knight's declaration.  His action made Voldemort smile proudly. No matter how talented he is, the only person with the most genius is Voldemort.    Sterling was extremely anxious when he saw this development that was gradually losing control. He did not want to see Sephiroth being marked with the Dark Mark.  On the contrary, Sephiroth himself didn¡¯t feel much at all.  A mere Dark Mark is just a mark. Wizards cannot solve it. Crazy magicians from all over the world are unable to touch your mere Dark Mark?  "[The Bones Reappear]" Voldemort's wand dug deeply into Sephiroth's arm. As he chanted the spell, Mr. Sterling closed his eyes in such disappointment and pain that there was no turning back.  "Ah uh!" Even though he was as tough as Sephiroth, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and groaning. There was a burning pain on his arm, as if a red-hot iron brand had been stamped on it, and he was instantly covered in cold sweat.  His forehead.  `PS: Today's dumplings at home are late, because we have eaten more than thirty to have been stretched in one breath.
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