Seven Dragon Fang Servants
The Death Eaters had their hands bound behind their backs by the giant python. Their blood- Scabbers wizard robes were tattered and torn. Their heads were drooping and their hair was disheveled. The hair was covered in blood and dust, making it difficult to recognize the color of the hair. Therefore, Skylar could not identify the individual Death Eaters from the names spoken by Sarf.
Awakened by the oppressive aura emanating from Skylar, all the Death Eaters raised their scarred and filthy faces, their pupils filled with pain and terror—the twelve-hour imprisonment had clouded their minds, and for a moment they could not even recognize Skylar.
Of course, Skylar's gloomy demeanor, so different from his usual self, was also one of the reasons for their bewilderment.
Peter Pettigrew was the first to react, his voice trembling as he said, "It's... it's you! Master Malfoy!... Great and noble Master Malfoy, it's me, Peter Pettigrew, your humblest servant. I have done as you commanded, and I have resurrected the Dark Lord according to your plan... Master Malfoy..."
What?
The Death Eaters were startled by these words. Forcing their weakened, heavily wounded bodies to turn their heads with great difficulty, they stared at Peter Pettigrew, their eyes filled with unspoken questioning.
What do you mean by "resurrecting according to plan"? Was the Dark Lord's resurrection just a scheme by Skylar? And when did Peter Pettigrew team up with Skylar? Peter Pettigrew is already juggling between the Death Eaters and the Shadow of the Magic Dragon, that bastard—how many masters does he have?
Skylar snapped his fingers, and the giant python on Peter Pettigrew vanished instantly. Already weakened, Peter Pettigrew lost his support and collapsed to the ground.
With graceful, light steps, Sarf bent down, pressed her wand against Peter Pettigrew's chin, and poured a vial of Potions into his mouth.
A strange fragrance suddenly emanated from Peter Pettigrew, and his wounds emitted a pale white light, healing at a visible speed.
Ignoring his severe injuries and pain, Peter Pettigrew struggled to his feet, crawling on all fours to Skylar's side. He kissed the hem of Skylar's wizard's robe, whispering, "Master Malfoy, my master, I've finally met you. I am your most loyal servant..."
Skylar said coldly, his expressionless face blank, "Pettigrew, stop with your flattery. I don't need that. What I need is not just loyalty, but also extraordinary courage and ability. I'll ask you—how did Voldemort rise from the dead?"
Upon suddenly hearing the name Voldemort, Peter Pettigrew couldn't help but shudder. Seeing the contempt and mockery on Sarf's face, he immediately knew something was wrong. Skylar had just spoken of his extraordinary courage and ability, yet he felt intimidated even upon hearing a name. This was clearly not going to satisfy his new master.
He forced himself to calm down and carefully recounted the process of Voldemort's resurrection, describing every detail meticulously without omitting anything.
Skylar nodded in satisfaction. It was pretty much as described in the original book—the only difference being that Harry wasn't taken to Little Hangleton Cemetery by the Goblet of Fire, but rather by a trap set by the Shadow of the Magic Dragon —a doodo feather tucked inside a book. This was clearly something to be wary of.
The other party was not a barbaric wizard who only knew how to use magic, but a shrewd wizard like himself who liked to use his brain and various tools to achieve his goals, and also had a certain degree of expertise in the field of Magizoology.
Skylar's eyes narrowed slightly, and his dangerous aura surged once more.
Skylar speculated that the person who set this trap was likely the one who kidnapped Meredith, one of Skylar's most hated enemies— Morganton.
Morganton had served as the steward of the Greengrass Family for many years, managing many of the family's business and domestic affairs. As the leading Fantastic Beasts breeder in Great Britain, the Greengrass Family clearly required Morganton to possess a considerable level of knowledge about Fantastic Beasts.
To be honest, Skylar wasn't naive enough to think he had completely annihilated the Shadow of the Magic Dragon in the battle at Little Hangleton Cemetery—at least two Shadow of the Magic Dragon members whose identities Skylar already knew weren't present at the time: Blaise's alluring mother, Madam Zabini, and Morganton.
According to Skylar's estimation, Madam Zabini and Lady Selwyn held roughly equal positions within the Shadow of the Magic Dragon, meaning that Madam Zabini likely commanded a considerable number of Dark Soulers.
The Dark Soulers are not easy to deal with – Skylar no longer has any human puppets, and the young wizards in the Sleeping Dragon Society still lack practical experience, which is something Skylar must plan for as soon as possible.
Skylar asked softly, "Are you absolutely certain— Voldemort used your hand to resurrect?"
"Yes," Peter Pettigrew, a little puzzled as to why Skylar was so insistent on this point, but he dared not show the slightest impatience and simply replied in a deep voice, "Master, I can assure you that he did indeed use his father's bones, my flesh and blood, and Potter's blood to resurrect."
Skylar nodded, but couldn't help feeling sorry for the Voldemort —the mighty Dark Lord, he probably never imagined that two of the three components of the resurrection ritual were meant to betray him...
Leaving aside Harry Potter's blood, the "Sacrificial Protection" that his mother placed on him was passed down by Dumbledore through Harry's aunt using Blood Magic. Although Voldemort was no longer afraid to touch Harry, he also gained the protection of Harry 'Voldemort Horcrux ritual.
In this world, Skylar had already tampered with Peter Pettigrew's flesh and blood, sealing away Blood Curse similar to the one found on Astoria, a curse that would perpetuate itself among descendants. Voldemort's resurrection using Peter Pettigrew's flesh and blood, to some extent, fulfilled the conditions for becoming a descendant of Peter Pettigrew's bloodline, so... hehe...
"Well done, Pettigrew..." Skylar's icy face finally broke into a slight smile, but it looked sinister and eerie. "Worthy of a reward—to Reducto!"
"Ah--" Peter Pettigrew was completely unprepared for this place and let out a scream.
Skylar's Reducto struck Peter Pettigrew's silver-white prosthetic hand, created by Voldemort, instantly shattering it into dust.
"Don't worry," Skylar said, his chilling smile still present. "This prosthetic hand contains Voldemort's power. If he finds out about your betrayal, you'll die by this hand sooner or later—"
Peter Pettigrew immediately nodded his head to the ground, expressing his gratitude to Skylar with tears in his eyes.
Next, Skylar took out a prosthetic hand covered with alchemical runes from his spatial pocket. This was something he had prepared for today, a treasure created by the Hohenheim Family using dark Human Alchemy —the "Evil Hand."
Sarf placed the "Evil Hand" on Peter Pettigrew's severed arm. As Skylar chanted the spell, the prosthetic hand and the severed arm were joined together seamlessly. The skin color of the prosthetic hand even slowly changed to match Peter Pettigrew's own skin color, making it impossible to tell from the outside that it was a sewn-on prosthesis.
"This is the 'Evil Hand,'" Skylar said coldly. "It can absorb the power of your enemies—the souls of those you kill will not be sent to the Afterlife, but will be absorbed by it and transformed into your power. The more people you kill, the stronger you become..."
Peter Pettigrew's face lit up with surprise, and he shouted out words of thanks and praise.
A strange light flickered in Skylar's eyes. What he didn't say was that once the power contained within the Evil Hand surpassed its master's own magic, the dark power within would backfire on the master's soul, turning him into a heartless, killing machine.
Only then will Peter Pettigrew truly be at Skylar's service and become one of his most powerful generals.
The reason for doing this is that although Peter Pettigrew is not weak and is a rare Animagus, he is timid and cautious by nature, and his mind is not firm. He often cannot fully exert his strength in battle, and he is also prone to making the decision to betray.
Only by eliminating his various weaknesses in character can he become a qualified subordinate.
You call Skylar cruel? Perverted?
Great men don't concern themselves with trifles—so I'm sorry, Skylar didn't have any extra kindness to spare for these Death Eaters with their hands stained with blood.
"From this day forward, you are no longer the coward and traitor Peter Pettigrew that people call you—" Skylar declared loudly, "But one of the Seven Dragon Fangs under my command, Skylar Malfoy, codenamed 'Hidden Rat'."
"Yes, Master," said the short man who had taken the alias Hidden Rat. "Hidden Rat is willing to go through fire and water for Master to complete this mission."
"Sarf, give him back his wand," Skylar said, waving his hand. The Hidden Rat quickly stood up, his hands hanging at his sides, and stood respectfully to the side.
[The "Servant" Hidden Rat has been acquired!]
"Dragon Fangs" is the name Skylar gave to a brand new group outside of the five groups of the Sleeping Dragon Society. The members are all servants Skylar serves outside of Hogwarts. Currently, there are four members: Reverse Scale, Night Cat, Eagle Eye, and Hidden Rat.
Skylar plans to add three more people to the group, forming the Seven Dragon Fangs.
As for why it has to be seven people? Besides the fact that "Seven Dragon Fangs" sounds good, in the magical world, the number seven has magical power, which is why Voldemort was so obsessed with creating seven Horcrux.