Hogwarts The Dark Arts Awakened

Charlie seemed to have noticed something strange about Ron Weasley. He gently stretched out his hand and squeezed Ron Weasley's right hand.

After a moment of silence, Charlie said with a smile: "I feel very honored for this..."

Under Voldemort's gaze, Charlie smiled gently, showing nothing unusual.

"Well... although I am very willing to let you join the Death Eaters, you have not made any extraordinary achievements. In this case, then... forget it." Voldemort said calmly, turning back. "Of course, I still very much look forward to you joining me!"

"I will work hard..." Charlie said calmly.

The scene was calm for a while

The sixth-grade prefect stood up with his entourage: "We will dedicate the world to you!" His eyes were full of jealousy and unwillingness.

He saw no difference between his declaration and Charlie's. The only problem was that Charlie was the first to say it.

Sure enough, although Voldemort was very satisfied, he didn't say much.

The fifth-year prefect stood up with his entourage: "Slytherin, glory for a thousand years! Glory for ten thousand years!"

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Voldemort then began the prefects' meeting.

Ron Weasley also steeled himself to join in the fun.

Although Charlie was gentle, he also opposed Slytherin's suggestions on some things.

And expressed his opinion gently.

"As for the cultivation of outstanding Muggles, I think that in addition to torture and abuse, maybe we can also give some rewards besides food." Charlie said calmly.

"Why?!" someone asked: "They are greedy, lazy, stupid, and always rebellious. You can't have any sympathy for them."

"Why is this happening? Is it true that no one can think of any reason?" Charlie said calmly.

It was as if he was not against that faction, but was discussing the issues as they stood.

"A little excess reward can be exchanged for gratitude. Instead of letting them always want to escape! There are not many excellent Muggle children. If you continue like this, sooner or later, they will become as rare as house elves!" Charlie said calmly .

He turned and looked around: "Who among you can guarantee that you can live well under the conditions we treat Muggles." He paused, and then continued his remarks: "Or, don't want to die? Die. , you can rest in peace..."

"Why do you think I'm a Muggle?! We can't be Muggles..." the prefect objected fiercely.

These guys...have no empathy!Unable to communicate normally.

"I would like to ask, how many of our current Muggles... have survived one year?" Ron Weasley couldn't help but roar in a low voice.

He thought of the young skeletons densely packed among the elves.

The sky was full of flies.

Disgusting.

It also caused fear and pain to Ron Weasley.

It seems that Ron Weasley's empathy is gradually disappearing while living in such an evil place.

Now Ron Weasley just feels pity for those people.

Everyone was silent for a moment after hearing Ron Weasley's question.

"Thirty... Muggles who I think are great..." Voldemort said calmly.

It's a very cruel thing to say.

Only thirty people...

"What do you want? Insects that keep dying every year? Or do you really want some servants? To take care of things in Hogwarts? Think about what kind of creatures can survive in those environments. Bug? Beast? Bug beast can help you pack your furniture and clean the house?" Ron Weasley roared in a low voice.

"Hmph... If we really want to clean up the house, we can do it ourselves. All we need is a spell. Why do we need these stupid, ugly and lazy Muggles?" the prefect said casually.

Ron Weasley felt his whole body go cold: "Is it necessary? How much easier is it to kill Muggles than to subdue them? It takes a lot of effort to catch them, but also to provide food and manpower to manage them, and in the end it takes up to a year to play around?!" Ron Weasley looked at the crowd in front of him angrily: "You've eaten enough to hold on, right?"

In fact, Ron Weasley felt that maybe they were just... so full that they had nothing to do...

Voldemort seemed to think there was some truth to what Ron Weasley said.

"Then what do you think we should do?..." Voldemort asked loudly.

Charlie said calmly: "You... no, the Muggles we caught are very young, and they are not actually as resistant as we imagined... All creatures can only fight when they are in extreme pain, despair, and without any hope. Only then would he choose to end his life as soon as possible... Everyone... who is willing to die?..." Then he turned around and said: "In ancient times, gods also led their own armies to participate in wars, and now Muggles also have considerable power. , plus we all have carapace bodies..." He glanced at Ron Weasley, and then continued: "There are other magics, don't you really care about the tug-of-war on the front line? "

In fact, Charlie didn't think about so many things at this time. The only thing he thought about was to improve the lives of these poor Muggles.

Although, die early and leave this painful life early...

But the painful death of each Muggle lasted for at least a month, and in the end they were starved to death or even cruelly tortured to death, which still made people feel a little uncomfortable.

Voldemort's lack of compassion has led to many wizards now becoming numb and enjoying it.

People's joy is not the same, I will only be numb...

If you see too much pain, people will become numb and cruel. After all, it is not me who is in pain, and it is not me who dies...

Voldemort eventually chose to adjust some of the Muggle life rewards.

Willing to give some other wealth as a reward.

This wealth can also be exchanged for food.

Among the subsequent issues, the two seemed relatively silent on the adjustment of courses taught by professors and the adjustment of competitions in some entertainment activities.

After the hour-long prefects' meeting, Voldemort closed the meeting contents recorded by the smart shorthand quill and casually sent the book to the person in charge using teleportation.

Then he turned around and said: "Then... let's start our highlight today!... Ron, I'm looking forward to your performance!..." Then he opened a map.

"A city located in Gnbatan Sanna was a colony I assigned to the troll clan three years ago. However, during the development process over the years, it seems that... the trolls have appeared something strange." Voldemort if there is any He said thoughtfully: "Or... they did have an abnormality, resulting in what Muggles call... evolution? I don't know if it was caused by the special medicine injected into a giant monster by Koos that year. , but that’s not important.”

After speaking, he stabbed the location of a mountain peak on the map in his hand.

"Teach those stupid trolls! Teach them a lesson! You must make them surrender!!! You don't have to go there in the first place. After all, they are just a group of stupid trolls... Although there is nothing big in that area of ​​East Asia for us. However, after hundreds of years of colonization, Muggles who are very loyal to our desire to conquer the world have appeared. Letting these Muggles suffer is still a bit... strange and uncomfortable... Hehehehahaha Ha ha……"

Voldemort laughed and waved his wand.

A strange crystal cup appears.

"I believe everyone understands what this is...a door key..."

Voldemort smiled and placed the crystal cup on the table in front of him with his wand control.

The prefects stretched out their hands one by one, touched the crystal cup, and were instantly drawn into the crystal cup.

Disappear one by one.

Ron Weasley looked at the crystal cup, swallowed, turned to look at Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, and nodded.

Then the three of them shook hands, and Ron Weasley gently reached out and grabbed the crystal cup. In an instant, the three of them spun around and were sucked into the crystal cup.

Charlie also got involved.

Voldemort finally extended his hand.

The prefect conference room was empty...

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Central Asia.

subtropical region.

Weird wizards stood on a huge and mysterious stage.