Voldemort

Severus. I was beginning to worry you had lost your way. Come, we've saved you a seat. You know our hosts, of course, Severus. Narcissa in particular has been most hospitable. Lucius, on the other hand, is, I fear, burdened by my presence. Are you, Lucius?

My lord?

Voldemort

Are you burdened?

My lord is always welcome here.

Voldemort

And this information comes--

...from the source we discussed.

Voldemort

You bring news, I trust?

It will happen Saturday next, at nightfall.

Yaxley

I heard differently, my Lord. Dawlish, the Auror, has let slip that the Potter boy will not be moved until the 30th of this month, the day before he turns 17.

This is a false trail. The Auror office no longer plays any part in the protection of Harry Potter. Those closest to him believe we have infiltrated the Ministry.

Well! [wheezes a laugh] They've got that right, then, haven't they?

Voldemort

What say you, Pius?

: One hears many things, my Lord. Whether the truth is among them is not clear.

Voldemort

Heh. Spoken like a true politician. You will, I think, prove most useful, Pius. Where will he be taken, the boy?

To a safe house. Most likely the home of someone in the Order. I'm told it's been given every manner of protection possible. Once there, it will be impractical to attack him.

Bellatrix

My Lord. I'd like to volunteer myself for this task. I want to kill the boy.

Voldemort

Wormtail! [the people at the table turn to Wormtail] Have I not spoken to you about keeping our guest quiet?

Yes, my Lord. Right away, my Lord.

Voldemort

As inspiring as I find your blood-lust, Bellatrix, I must be the one to kill Harry Potter. [Bellatrix looks down and as he stands] But I face an unfortunate complication. That my wand and Potter's share the same core. [as he walks] They are, in some ways, twins. We can wound, but not fatally harm one another. [he puts the wand down, as he walks] If I am to kill him, I must do it with another's wand. Come, surely one of you would like the honor? Mm? [he holds on chairs] What about you, Lucius?

My Lord?

Voldemort

"My Lord?" I require your wand. [He stretches out his hand and Lucius reluctantly hands his wand over to him] Do I detect elm?

Yes, my Lord.

Voldemort

: And the core?

Dragon. [he clears his throat] Dragon heartstring, my Lord.

Voldemort

Dragon heartstring. Mm. [He throws something at the table. Charity Burbage floats over the table.] To those of you who do not know, we are joined tonight by Miss Charity Burbage [as Nagini starts to move toward the table] who, until recently, taught at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her specialty was Muggle Studies. [Everyone laughs] It is Miss Burbage's belief that Muggles are not so different from us. She would, given her way, have us mate with them. [Bellatrix gags in disgust and everyone laughs.] To her, the mixture of magical and Muggle blood is not an abomination [he sits down] but something to be encouraged.

Severus. Severus, please. We're friends.

Voldemort

Avada Kedavra! [Everyone stares at Charity. as he lets Nagini on the table.] Nagini. Dinner.