An ENTERPRISING OMEGA

Chapter 58 : Expand your empire

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Harry Potter - JK Rowling
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Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Flight of deathHarry Potter/VoldemortHarry Potter/Tom RiddleSirius Black/Remus LupineLucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black MalfoyRodulphus Lestrange/Bellatrix Black LestrangeRegulus Black/Severus Snape
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Tom Riddle | Flight of deathHarry PotterMalfoy Family (Harry Potter)Black Family (Harry Potter)Weasley Family (Harry Potter)Longbottom Family (Harry Potter)Death Eater CharactersOrder of the PhoenixSeverus SnapeOriginal CharactersRose Bush FamilyCedric DiggoryRemus LupinSirius BlackFenrir Greyback
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French
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Published:2022-10-17Updated:2023-12-11Words:157,236Chapters:61/?Comments:377Kudos:870Bookmarks:132Hits:34,668
An enterprising omega
DespairQueen
Chapter 58 : Expand your empire
Notes:
Hello, good evening,
A Parisian journey and then, what will happen? I don't quite know but I know this chapter is done!
Happy reading, sorry for the mistakes!
See you next time ^^

Chapter Text
There, even what remained of Delacour's troops still 'standing' froze. His Death Eaters were surprised but not so dismayed. Since the beginning of this madness, there had been so many shenanigans that one more or less... It was rather to be expected that there would be more rather than fewer, in fact. The figure of the minister appeared at the top of the steps, filled with an expression of anger that did not suit his usual countenance. As if now that the mask was pierced, everything was collapsing. Voldemort found all this drama quite beautiful, while still being pathetic.

-Charles is sick, right? You replaced him because he could no longer hold his place without us eventually becoming the truth.

Apolline Delacour gripped the marble banister with force. The woman beneath the face of her only love seemed destroyed. Voldemort wouldn't be surprised if she was. In high doses, Polyjuice Potion was a poison, like any potion that powerful. The Veela's kidneys must have been exhausted, as had her liver and even her intestines. Yet she was still upright. Dignified and proud, that was something else. There was no pain on his face, though, just anger, rage. Voldemort twirled his wand between his fingers.

-Don't try anything. I found Charles behind your Addanc. He is now in a section of St. Mungo's, far from you.

He wondered how much longer the potion would last. If even Apolline was going to get her face back after so much use of the potion. Probably not.

-Give me back my husband! My daughters !!! You took everything from me!

-It's not my fault. Instead, explain to your people why you did this.

Because yes, everyone heard them in the square in front of the palace. A crowd was forming and the agitation was already intense. Voldemort took advantage of his opponent's surprise, deprived her of her wand and tied her with magic ropes to prevent her from trying to escape. He finally pulled her downstairs and she tried to spit on him. Fortunately, he avoided the projectile which could well have caused him to incur a dozen Cruciatus Curses at the very least, the Death Eaters were so outraged. Fenrir's growl amused Voldemort.