章 438: Chapter 439
Chapter 439 Death Eater Reserve? Peter's Punishment!!
The students present heard Peter call Voldemort's name directly, took a cold breath, and looked at him with frightened eyes.
Peter ignored the look in their eyes and continued, "I won't care if you want to join the Death Eaters in the future." But as long as I'm still in school, I won't allow Slithering to be isolated by the school because of your actions, and eventually those who don't want to go to war will have to be forced to join the Death Eaters. "
Peter suddenly looked at the sixth-grade chief and said coldly, "Floss, I heard that you have been in your grade all this time, preaching the deeds of the Dark Lord?" And also ask others to believe in Voldemort as much as you do, bullying classmates who don't approve of you? "
The sixth-grade chief Floss, at first, looked panicked, but then seemed to have the confidence, looked directly at Peter, and replied with a straight face: "Yes, we are the students of Serenalin, and the Dark Lord is Serelin's descendant, and he is still the most powerful wizard, shouldn't we follow him?" Only by following Him can we restore our former glory and pursue a higher Mahabharata. "
Saying this, Flos stood up excitedly and shouted, "I have already seen the Dark Lord during the summer vacation, he is so powerful and unfathomable!"
He had promised me that as soon as he turned seventeen, he would officially mark me with the Dark Devil mark and become a member of the Death Eaters! "
"So you think you have Voldemort standing behind you and can be unscrupulous?"
Peter squinted.
Floss was startled by the look in Peter's eyes, but still craned his neck and said triumphantly: "Peter York, I call you chief, and you really think you can cover the sky with your hands in Si Cai Lin." The Dark Lord has returned, his strength is not comparable to yours, and he will lead the Death Eaters to wipe out all those who stand in his way! As long as he dared to oppose the Dark Lord, he would not have a good end. You're the same factory! "
"Do you all think that way?"
Peter ignored Floss and turned to look at the others, "Do you really think Voldemort will take you back to the so-called pure-blood glory?" "
The people present had different expressions, some obviously had an idea with Flos, and some were uneasy and did not know how to choose.
Seeing this, Floss was even more proud, and he held his head high to Peter and said, "See, the Dark Lord is invincible, and If The students of Scaitrin did not choose to join the Dark Lord, would they still want to follow Dumbledore's old man?" Peter York, your strength is good, as long as you promise to follow the Dark Lord, I will recommend you to the Dark King."
"You have too many words!"
Peter waved his hand expressionlessly, and Floss's mouth stuck straight together and he could no longer speak.
"Woohoo!"
Furos wiped his mouth in horror and tried to unravel Peter's spell with his wand, but he hadn't even learned to cast a silent spell, so naturally he couldn't unravel it.
"Chief."
The others looked at the scene, a little surprised, and Peter smiled and took a black quill from his bag, floated it to Fellowes with a piece of parchment, and said, "This is the quill I got from Umbridge, and if you want to open your mouth again, then write on the parchment that Voldemort is a bastard." Every time you write it, your mouth will loosen a little. Of course, if you don't want to do that, then go ahead and be dumb. "
Hissing, the others looked at Peter in horror, and such a poisonous method was also thought of by Peter. If Floss dared to do this, he wouldn't want to join the Death Eaters in the future, and I'm afraid it would be nice not to be killed by Voldemort.
Alan covered his mouth and laughed, and reminded, "Peter, what if he finds someone not to be afraid to solve the calendar?" "
"Don't worry, this is a little magic that I improved from the Permanent Paste Spell, and he won't try to unravel my magic unless he's looking for Voldemort or Dumbledore."
Peter said lightly, but the voice of everyone present could hear, "If he tries it himself or lets others try to unravel it with magic, every time he tries, or after a day, one of his eyes or ears will quickly stick together, and eventually become a deaf, dumb, and blind cripple." "
Peter's voice was very soft, but everyone present involuntarily gave a stir and looked at Floss sympathetically.
Floss also looked at Peter with horror in his eyes, pleading in his eyes.
But Peter ignored him, floated the quill and parchment to the table in front of him, and reminded with a smile: "I will put these two things here, and I don't need to follow you." But remind you that if you haven't made a choice by this time tomorrow, one of your eyes will be stitched together and you'll go on. "
"Well, we don't have to deal with Floss anymore."
Peter buckled the table, reminding the others that he looked at the grade chiefs present and said with sharp eyes, "
"I don't care if you think the same way as Floss, but as long as I'm still in school, Slytherin is no longer a reserve army for the Death Eaters. Many of Slittering's students were forced to take sides and eventually had to join the Death Eaters. But in my case, Slytherin is always just a place to learn and live, and no one is allowed to put their hand into the academy. Otherwise I'll let him know what it's better to live than to die! "
"Hear that?"
Peter's momentum was in full swing.
"Heard! Chief. "
The crowd quickly nodded in agreement.
"Then the meeting is over, and you will convey my words to the students of all grades, you know?"
Peter waved and said.
The crowd nodded and then left the lounge. Even Floss fled with the others, leaving only the genuine quill and parchment untouched.
"He didn't write it, Peter."
Alan chuckled.
"Don't worry, he'll take the initiative to write it in a few days."
Peter said with a determined smile, then turned the long table back into a small round table, and then waved his wand, "Now I put this quill and parchment here, and see when he will do it?" "
"It's yours!"
Alan smiled and gave a thumbs up, "Peter, what expression did you have when he found that the words written on the quill would be transferred to the skin?" "
"Wait a few more days and you'll know."
Peter said.
Before the next day, at night, Floss ran out of the dormitory in horror, one of his eyes and one ear blended together, turning into a one-eyed dragon. This look stunned a kind of onlooker.
Floss looked at the quills and parchments in the common room, and finally he was not satisfied, and ran to the heavy medicine office to ask Snape for help.
But when Snape appeared in the lounge with Floss, who had become deaf, the seniors who were quietly waiting for the news knew that Professor Snape had not unraveled the spell either.
Snape tugged at Floss's collar and asked with a gloomy expression, "Who can tell me who did this?" "
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