Experiment a Complete Success

If Grindelwald had been the one saying that, Bell might actually have dropped to his knees. But coming from Voldemort's mouth...

Sorry, too ugly. Rejected!

Ahem. Mainly because Voldemort was the kind of guy whose actions never matched his words. Even Ron over there knew...

Hey! Neville! What kind of expression is that?! Snap out of it!

Rubbing his temples, Bell truly worried for the future of the Longbottom family.

"So? Come follow me. The future of the Magical World needs you!"

Seeing Bell look around without saying a word, Voldemort suppressed his fury and spoke pleasantly again.

"Well... um..."

"Bell! Don't believe Voldemort's lies! He's a complete and utter villain!"

Bell pressed down with a hand, signaling for Mr. Arthur not to get too worked up. Strong emotions could easily lead to hair loss.

"What I wanted to say was..."

Whoosh~!

A bright crescent rose from the ground and vanished in an instant, leaving only beautiful, dazzling shards of icy starlight that left one spellbound.

"...before recruiting someone next time, ask their name first. It'll make you seem more sincere."

"Ah—! You damned brat! I'll kill you! I'll skin you alive and tear out your tendons!"

Voldemort clutched his shoulder. The pain of his soul being torn apart made him want to roll around on the ground.

He had only just managed to dispel the ice covering his right arm, and less than two minutes after sensation returned, his "Little Right" had completely left him. It dispersed into a cloud of Black Mist and was sucked into that evil Magic Sword, leaving him no way to reattach it.

"How are you feeling now, Harry?"

Bell turned to look at Harry.

"Uh... pretty, pretty good. My brain just feels a little cold."

Harry made up his mind. Once they got