Chapter 360 Frank's End

The cold voice said cautiously, "According to my plan, the Ministry of Magic will never find anyone dead. Acting according to my plan, I don't trust you and don't want you to act, but my current situation... .."

"Wormtail, come here, as long as one more person dies, our plan will not be hindered. I won't let you act alone. Then another faithful servant of mine will join us."

"I am your faithful servant." Wormtail's voice was a little disturbed. He knew that under Voldemort's hands, useless people would have no value, and things without value would have no meaning.

The cold voice snorted softly and said, "Wormtail, I need a man with a brain, a loyal, firm, and capable servant. As for you, you can't touch any of them."

"I found you, Master." Wormtail said, his voice irritated, "I found you. It was me and Mike Wallace who brought Bertha Jorkins to you."

"It is true," the cold voice said jokingly, "but your brain is far worse than Mike."

"I have to say that you are indeed a lucky person. You escaped the hunt back then, and now you have found me, and you have brought me a lot of useful news."

"This offsets your guilt for misinformation back then, and I even allow you to become my servant again. You will be rewarded. As long as you complete an important plan, this is what my followers are vying to accomplish..."

"Really? Master, that is." Wormtail's voice became frightened again. Participating in Voldemort's plan is never something that can be taken lightly. Once a mission fails, it is often more terrifying than death.

And Voldemort even mentioned something twelve years ago. It was his intelligence that made Voldemort into an immortal state.

"Don't worry about Wormtail, this is an unexpected surprise. You will only appear at the end. You will be as useful as Bertha Jorkins."

"You--" Wormtail's voice became hoarse and dry, "You, you want to kill me..."

"Wormtail, Wormtail," the terrible voice said, "Why should I kill you? I don't kill people casually. Killing them won't bring any benefit. This is not what a smart person should do. Things, I was forced to kill Bertha Jorkins."

"After I interrogated, she was useless, only bad. Anyway, I can't let her go back to the Ministry of Magic, and I can't let people know that a wizard who should die, meets in the Ministry of Magic in a hotel on the side of the road. Witch."

Wormtail muttered a few words quietly, but Frank didn't hear it clearly, and the terrible voice laughed. The sharp, crazy laughter made people shudder.

"You haven't made any progress in your escape career. Change her memory. What to do when you encounter a powerful wizard, the Forgotten Curse will lose its effect."

"Since someone gave her to me, of course I will kill her."

The terrible voice said in a contented tone, "She brought me useful news. Of course, I have to use her news and intelligence. She took the initiative to send it to the door. I can't waste it. This is respect for her, this It’s the respect for her memory."

In the hallway, Frank realized what he had heard. His hand holding a cane was soaked with sweat. The terrible man killed a woman. He was talking about it like an understatement.

He is dangerous, he is a desperado, he is planning to kill more people, including a boy, a boy named Harry Potter, other people, and more people.

Frank knew what he had to do. He had to call the police. Only the police could rescue them. They could rescue the boys. He wanted to slip out of the old house and go to the phone booth in the village.

The terrible voice spoke again, and Frank stood there, as if frozen, and he listened desperately with his ears pricked up.

"As long as you are killing someone... my loyal servant at Hogwarts will complete my plan. That's it, Wormtail, do your business and follow the plan."

"Shhh, don't say anything, I heard Nagini's voice."

The terrible voice changed. It made a terrible hiss, unspoken, creepy, and Frank guessed that he was sick. It would be better if he just died like this, his conspiracy would not continue, Frank cursed secretly in his heart.

At this moment, there was a voice in the dark corridor behind him, and Frank turned and looked around, froze there.

There is something terrible, rustling across the dark floor. Coming towards this side, the thing got closer and closer, getting closer. Through the faint halo, he was horrified to find that it was a terrible, terrifying monster, a giant snake at least twelve feet long.

Frank was about to die in fright, and a panic and cold chill made him creep.

One after another fears kept pouring up from his heart, constantly pouring up, making him more frightened than the artillery fire on the battlefield. This is the instinctive fear of the beasts above the food chain.

He was so stiff that he couldn't move a finger, and he couldn't even move his eyes. He was dazed, straight, watching the undulating body, winding on the floor, leaving behind in the thick dust~www .novelhall.com~Deep track.

The monster is getting closer and closer, he can't move, can't turn around, can only wait for death quietly.

Miraculous, incredible, the strange snake slid in directly from him, as if heeded the call of the terrifying cold voice.

It wasn't until the giant snake disappeared in the door that Frank came back half alive, and his body began to react again, his forehead was sweating and his whole body was shaking constantly. The fears in my heart can finally be reflected in my body.

But this didn't help. He couldn't move his legs. He stood there, shaking uncontrollably.

Behind the door, the cold hissing sound continued to ring.

It's like, it's like, Frank thought of a bizarre idea, the voice was like talking to a snake.

The cold and terrifying voice began to talk human again.

"Nagini brought back an interesting news. It seems that I am indeed too weak, Wormtail." said the terrible voice.

"Really? Master," Wormtail said.

"Of course it is," said the terrible voice. "Nagini found that there was an old Muggle at the door. He heard our conversation from beginning to end, but we didn't even find him."

The door opened, Frank had no chance to dodge, the door opened suddenly.

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