Hide your eyes and ears from Peter It''s not difficult for perudi.


    Although his small short legs are not fast, his body is hidden enough to often catch some "free rides".


    After a week''s sleepless journey, he finally let Peter Perudi came to the edge of the dark forest in Algeria - a place agreed with the Dark Lord.


    "Master, great master, are you there?"


    Seeing no one around, Peter lifted the state of Animagus and changed back to the short, fat and bald wretched uncle.


    He gnawed his nails and whispered, as if he was uneasy about everything around him. His head like a marinated egg could not help looking left and right.


    "Hoo ~"


    The shadow of the trees swayed as the dark wind blew.


    Peter shrunk his neck nervously and his hair stood up all at once.


    "Ha ha, very good, my dear servant, you have kept your agreement with me."


    Suddenly, a deep and obscure voice sounded from Peter''s mind.


    The voice was very weak, but it revealed a happy mood.


    Peter Perudi''s face was stiff and stunned, with an extremely hypocritical smile on his face.


    "Master, is that you?"


    With a "Shua", a gray figure came out of the low bush at a very fast speed, which startled Peter.


    Looking closely, it turned out to be a gray and rotten wild dog.


    The wild dog was obviously dead for a long time, but he regained his life in a strange way. His eyes, which should have been dull, showed the amber pupils like snakes.


    It''s Voldemort!


    "Oh, my great master, your faithful servant Peter perrudy has finally seen you again."


    Whether it''s a dog or a man, Peter Perudi doesn''t matter at all.


    He knelt on the ground without thinking, deeply buried his forehead in the soft soil, and put his posture very low.


    "Very good, Peter. I''m satisfied with your performance."


    Seeing the obedient Peter, the wild dog smiled humanized.


    After the successful suicide in Azkaban prison and the successful condensation of the soul outside, Voldemort has been thinking carefully.


    To continue to live as a soul is certainly not enough, and it is a common problem - he needs his own body.


    Then a new question comes. Chilo used to be his helper. Now, where can he find a servant who is absolutely loyal to himself?


    At this time, Voldemort was so blessed that a name appeared in his mind.


    Peter Perudi.


    That timid guy is not necessarily loyal to him, but he is absolutely easy to control!


    So after sneaking back to the black forest in Algeria, he began to try to get in touch with Peter who had been missing for a long time through the "black devil mark".


    Sure enough, the timid guy is still alive.


    Besides, it seems to be living very well.


    Looking down at Peter crawling on the ground with the body of a wild dog Perrudy, Voldemort boasted of a wonderful move.


    "Get up, my faithful servant. I''m very happy that you can obey your orders."


    He can''t treat Peter like Chilo - at least not now.


    "Thank you, my great master."


    Peter got up from the ground and didn''t even dare to reach out to sweep away the dust on his body and the mud on his forehead. He looked down and made Voldemort happier.


    "Come on, let''s get out of here. I need to restore my strength, and you also need a new identity to work in the magic world again."


    With help, there was a lot of convenience. Voldemort bit his teeth and showed a fierce look in his eyes.


    "This time, I will sweep everything!"


    "Of course, your will is my greatest wish."


    Peter smiled flatteringly, and the imprint of slavery in the depths of his soul lit up slightly.


    Looking at the mark, you can vaguely see that the bones and roses are intertwined with each other


    ......


    "Hello, my name is Tom."


    The young man with pure gold mask and black hair introduced himself to old Zod.


    He held out his hand and revealed the chic pure gold cufflinks on his sleeves.


    It''s a pattern of bones intertwined with roses.


    "Death blooms?"


    When old zodeton''s pupils contracted, his heart jumped wildly.


    He took out his wand hidden in his sleeve bag and aimed it at the young man opposite.


    "Are you Soren?"


    Hearing this, the young man was stunned, and the corners of his mouth under his mask rose slightly, revealing a helpless wry smile.


    "I''m sorry, Mr. Zod, I''m not Lord Sauron.


    I''m his attendant, Tom. "


    "I don''t care who you are," death bloom "what can I do for you!"


    Which illegal organization is the most popular now?


    It is undoubtedly the "death bloom" under the "demon Sauron"!


    Those are black wizards who have no bottom line and are crafty. Even the joint Ministry of magic can''t take them.


    What''s more terrible is "Soren", the man who set fire to the British Ministry of magic and retreated.


    And the most frightening thing is that "death bloom" does not have its own territory like them before.


    Um


    It may not be appropriate to say so. "Paradise Street" is said to be the headquarters of "death bloom", but those black wizards never admit it.


    Even the Ministry of magic could not find anything after several inspections. Even because of tax problems, it must be vigorously protected there.


    Let the Ministry of magic protect their opponent''s base camp. Those black Wizards of "death bloom" are talents!


    At least old Zod thought it would be better to avoid those madmen before their "saints" regained their full strength.


    Unexpectedly, the other party found the door!


    "Lord Sauron knows everything and knows that you are a big man of the" saints ", so let me come and pay a visit."


    Even though he was pointed by his magic wand, Tom maintained a good demeanor and looked confident.


    He smiled and held out his hand to old Zod again.


    "Hello, Mr. Zod."


    "Oh."


    Zod just sneered and ignored the hand.


    "I don''t know what you''re talking about," Saint "? What "saints" have you never heard of! "


    No player reveals his cards as soon as he comes up.


    Old Zod laughed and seemed to be going to pretend to be stupid.


    "Mr. Zod, Lord Sauron''s power is beyond your imagination. He knows almost everything and can do everything.


    He knew you were the second in command of the saints, and that you saints had recently welcomed back the leader, Garrett Greendevo.


    We might as well get straight to the point. I came here with no malice, just normal communication.


    And I''m not afraid of threats. Even if you kill me with "Avada''s life", I will still be resurrected in Lord Sauron''s palace.


    So why don''t we make things easier? Take me to Mr. grindworth. I''ll finish our Lord Sauron''s task. Everyone is happy. "


    Tom spread his hand and sighed softly.


    "Lord Sauron''s will is above everything. You certainly don''t want him to come here himself."