An ENTERPRISING OMEGA

Chapter 57 : Invade Paris

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Fandom:
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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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 57 : Invade Paris
Notes:
Hello, good evening,
Action, action, a touch of sex somewhere anyway XD
Anyway, good reading, sorry for the mistakes!
See you next time !

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Paris. Voldemort didn't find the French capital so extraordinary. Or was he a bit chauvinistic? Probably. He had fought a lot for his country, it was normal and logical that he thought it was better, especially since he had reigned over it for years now. They had not entered the city, far from it, they were examining the magical wards that Delacour had raised to prevent them from entering. Voldemort was a bit amused by the growing irritation of his troops who were looking at his golden shields. He even wanted to laugh but that might seem in bad taste. Besides, it wasn't like him to have a hearty laugh in this kind of situation.

-They're making fun of us, right? They think light shields will stop us?

-They confuse us with dark magical creatures and even then, these shields are not used like that.

Frank Longbottom was genuinely outraged and Voldemort couldn't help but smile as his wife tapped against the shield. Or rather tried, his hand passed through without causing any damage. She then crossed her arms, a bit skeptical, it was visible.

-Or they have prepared something else and that is to deceive us.

-Or they want to prevent reinforcements from dark creatures from arriving. As if we intended to appeal to them. We're doing well on our own so far.

Barty was angry that he was underestimated. Voldemort had let them talk mainly to have time to think for himself about what they had in front of them. Everything that had been said was plausible and he mainly assumed that it was against him that these things had been made. He finally approached the barriers and waved his hand over them. The shields began to sparkle more beautifully and a magical discharge pushed him back sharply. The Death Eaters tensed as he rubbed his palm, no damage done.

-You have your answer. All of this responds to my magical signature to keep us out.

-Us, Milord?

Voldemort glanced at Evan and nodded, putting his hand back close to the barrier.

-We, yes. Remember, you are wearing my brand and it has my signature. Alice was able to pass her hand but she could not pass completely without being rejected.