Late at night, shadow after shadow swept in from the horizon, passed through the old manor's translucent Defensive Barrier, and appeared directly in the manor's hall.
Watching Voldemort and the Death Eaters wreathed in black mist, Malfoy reverently shrank back. If Snape had not reached out to hold him in place, who knew what embarrassment he might have made of himself before the Dark Lord.
"Severus, it seems you have brought me good news."
Voldemort, summoned back from Azkaban, narrowed his eyes slightly as he examined the four people present.
"Yes, Master. I have completed the mission and successfully killed Albus Dumbledore!" After meeting Voldemort's utterly emotionless scarlet eyes, Snape immediately explained why he had used the Dark Mark to summon the Dark Lord.
The moment he finished speaking, whispers immediately rose in the living room. The others stared at Snape in disbelief, scarcely able to believe that he had actually killed Dumbledore.
That was Dumbledore!
The greatest enemy the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters had ever faced.
"You have done well."
Voldemort was in a good mood. So long as Dumbledore was dead, no one would be able to stand in his way any longer.
Noticing Snape's hesitant expression, Voldemort asked directly, "What else is there?"
"When we withdrew from Hogwarts, we were ambushed by Albert Anderson. Aside from the four of us, everyone else..." Snape lowered his head even further.
A startling killing intent suddenly burst forth from Voldemort's scarlet eyes, making the surrounding Death Eaters lower their heads.
"Master, all of us together were no match for that Mudblood. The moment he appeared, he easily took down more than half of us. The few of us only managed to escape by relying on the others to cover us." Noticing Voldemort's gaze settle on him, Avery hurriedly