Everything Herpo had displayed at that moment was seen by Voldemort.
He nodded in satisfaction and waved a hand casually. "Go! Herpo, remember your promises and your plan. See them all through!"
Herpo took a deep breath and replied in the same low voice, "Of course! I will fulfill the promises I made, as well as that plan!"
He left the Headmaster's Office, wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, and gradually relaxed his tightly pressed lips as his expression returned to calm.
Yet beneath that calm expression, the venomous hatred nearly overflowing from his eyes was plain to see.
By now, his hatred for Voldemort had long surpassed the resentment he had once felt toward Wizet.
Naturally, he would do everything in his power—regardless of the cost—to advance the plan. Once "My Lord" descended successfully, he would be able to make his wish and make Voldemort pay the price he deserved.
As for his reaction in the Headmaster's Office just now, part of it had been an act.
Herpo absolutely approved of Voldemort's intention to attack Hogwarts. In fact, he could hardly have wished for anything more.
To wizards today, magical schools carried extraordinary significance, especially a school like Hogwarts.
Once Voldemort attacked Hogwarts, Dumbledore, as Hogwarts's headmaster, would naturally remain there and fight to protect it.
That was precisely the situation Herpo wanted to see. To help bring it about, he was even willing to assign some of his wizards to Voldemort.
If a powerful wizard like Dumbledore could be tied down by Voldemort, Herpo would be spared a great deal of trouble and could create chaos across the world with far greater ease.
That way, the only opponent he would need to face was his old adversary, Selina Pendragon.
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