"Do you see it!" the disheveled Bellatrix Lestrange wept with joy, her tears cutting across her cheekbones and washing two clear tracks down her face.
"The Master has returned!" She pointed at Voldemort in the hazy green light and roared at the Death Eaters beside her, "Do you see it! The Master never abandoned us!"
The Death Eaters who could be imprisoned in Azkaban all possessed an extremely high degree of loyalty to Voldemort;
The Death Eaters were happy. The moment Voldemort appeared in the hazy green light, they too burst into tears, feeling that all these years of prison life had been worth it.
The Dementors were happy. They drifted back and forth through the Death Eaters' cells, as though enjoying a feast, greedily absorbing the endless surge of fanatic emotions.
The guards of Azkaban were very unhappy. Though they clearly held Wands in their hands, at this moment they could only huddle in the corners, terror flickering in their eyes;
They had tried earlier to erase the Dark Mark, but it had had no effect at all. Coupled with the sheer number of Dementors, they could now only watch the Death Eaters revel.
"Many people must want to know where I went..." Voldemort said from within the hazy green light. "I will tell you truthfully. I was exploring the future of magic, exploring the future of wizards..."
"During the time I was searching for the path to the future, I briefly stayed in the Magical World and Muggle World of various countries, witnessing the differences between wizards and Muggles in their lives..."
As someone who had grown up in a Muggle orphanage, he was no stranger to the Muggle World, and could describe what he had seen and heard very well.
"I discovered something quite abnormal. You should