Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 13

"You need to be vaccinated against rabies and tetanus. It is safer to do a blood test before that."

The doctor spoke softly, patting Harry's arm from time to time to make the blood flow faster - he was too thin and his blood vessels were very thin, the doctor had to do this.

"Okay... okay."

Harry lowered his head, closed his eyes firmly and said.

He didn't dare to look at his arm because he saw the doctor took a big blood bag, which made him suspect that the doctor was trying to drain his blood.

"Don't worry, child, I just want to do a few more checks for you, and it will be fine soon."

As the doctor spoke, he paid attention to the blood bag.

Farther away, Bokis stopped Dursley, pointed to Harry from a distance, and chatted with Dursley.

Dursley obviously didn't care much about Harry, so after taking a look at him, he stopped paying attention to him and just chatted with Porkis.

After doing this for a while, the doctor drew enough blood—if it was drawn any further, Harry's life might be at stake.

"Go for an injection, don't be afraid, you are a brave boy."

After the doctor finished speaking, he got up and left with a blood bag, and Harry was also taken away by the nurse, and he quickly gave an injection and left.

The doctor, on the other hand, had already followed a long-established route all the way to Voldemort's location.

"It's time for the next meeting point of the video, I'll shift my gaze first, then you."

Voldemort gave the order cautiously, and shifted his gaze to another scene. He didn't say until he saw the doctor, "The transfer is over, you should transfer too."

They take over in this way to ensure that one of the two is always observing the doctor.

"Crack."

The door was pushed open and the doctor walked in.

"Sir, according to..."

"Everything is forgotten."

The yew wood wand waved, and the doctor's eyes became dull for a moment, then she turned around and left along the same path for no apparent reason.

And the blood bag in her hand had been brought to her side by Voldemort with the Levitation Curse.

"The blood of the enemy..."

He whispered softly, using magic to stir up a drop of blood from the blood bag, and sprinkled it on his bare ankle...

"Zi la..."

It was as if a drop of water had entered the frying pan, and the ankle was instantly burned. The pain made Voldemort take a long breath.

"Authentic."

Voldemort said with a smile, then looked at Daenerys, "Help me, Dany."

"as you wish."

Daenerys nodded, and took out a simple wooden jar from the magic robe, "Pour the blood in it."

Voldemort acted immediately and poured all the blood in the blood bag into it.

Daenerys immediately closed the lid, then bit her finger, and drew a bloody and evil pattern on the ancient wooden barrel, and then the wooden barrel made a "creak, creak" sound as if it was bound by something.

"Is that all right?" Voldemort asked curiously.

This is the method used by the original faction vampires to preserve old blood, and he borrowed it to preserve the activity of Harry Potter's blood for future use.

"The magic of vampires is all blood magic. Apart from consuming blood, it is not as troublesome as wizards." Daenerys said.

Voldemort nodded, took the jar carefully, and put it in the pocket of his robe - besides the jar, there were some bones in that pocket.

"There is no danger, it seems that I am too cautious."

Voldemort breathed a sigh of relief and said, but his eyes just happened to see the one in the center of the TV wall, which is the street of Privet Drive, and now...

The street lamps are being extinguished one by one, and the way they are extinguished is very unscientific, as if the light is attracted by something and slides to the corner of the street.

Voldemort's eyes widened, and he carefully approached the unclear picture. From that corner, he could vaguely see a purple robe lying on the ground, and half a foot wearing a high-heeled boot with a buckle.

Daenerys looked at Voldemort inexplicably, and found that he was suddenly in a state of vigilance, as if he was going to run away at any time.

"Huh~~" After all, Voldemort just let out a sigh of relief.

But then he quickly unplugged all the video cameras, took away all the video tapes and bundled them in his hands, and finally turned off all the video recorders.

"Take me out of here, use Apparition, anywhere." After doing all this, Voldemort immediately grabbed Daenerys and said.

"Now?" Daenerys asked in confusion.

"Now, right now, right now."

Voldemort's voice became louder and louder, and his whole person became more and more violent.

"Okay." Daenerys didn't waste any more time, and directly Apparated, leading Voldemort away from here.

"Boom."

The figures of the two disappeared in the apartment, as if they had never appeared before.

……

"What do you see?"

The mountain wind was grinning, but Daenerys didn't care, she just asked Voldemort.

"Dumbledore."

There is nothing to hide, Voldemort said directly.

"Dumbledore?"

This time, it was Daenerys' turn to be surprised.

If it was just now, I knew it was Dumbledore - she couldn't even think about it.

"Where is this?" Voldemort asked curiously, scanning the mountain scenery.

"I like to hang out here."

Daenerys said after a while, "This place is very primitive, I like it very much."

Voldemort nodded. Primitive factions hate modernization. They do have some antiques.

"There are people there." Voldemort pointed towards the mountainside, where there was a fire.

Daenerys stared, then smiled quickly—vampires always have good eyesight—and said, "It's a sheep-herding doll. Five or six, I see him all the time."

"Sheep herding in the middle of the night?" Voldemort asked suspiciously.

"It should be that he encountered difficulties. He is very stupid. He always loses the sheep. Every time, I have to help him find them."

After Daenerys finished speaking, she looked at Voldemort, "Can I help him?"

"Of course, together." Voldemort said without hesitation.

After experiencing a brief thrilling experience, he decided that he needed to do something to make him happy-this could well relieve the guilt caused by the timidity he showed when meeting Dumbledore for the first time.

That fear originates from the depths of the soul, not only Voldemort's remnant soul is at work, but also Lin Zuo's fear caused by the hostility of his identity - facing the White Wizard, the combined soul is obviously not as good as he imagined. brave.

The two walked down the hill, and when they got closer, they saw a shepherd boy wearing clothes that were obviously one size too big—Voldemort felt that this child looked a little familiar.

"XXX, XXXX..."

Daenerys began to speak a language he didn't understand, something like the language Voldemort remembered near the Black Forest in Albania.

After Daenerys finished speaking, the child cried and said "wow wow wow" a lot, but Voldemort still couldn't understand.

"How about we go and help him find the sheep?" Voldemort asked.

Daenerys looked at him, and to Voldemort's surprise, there was sadness in her green eyes.

"what happened?"

"He says……"

Daenerys rubbed her eyes, as if she wanted to dry the water in her eyes, "The grandfather who loves him the most, died in the war and was very sad, so he hid here."

Voldemort was surprised, but then he guessed that this should be the border between Croatia and Serbia. As far as he knew, only here was the outbreak of war.

"This damn war." He complained softly.

"Son, your grandpa will watch you in the sky, those stars are..."

Before he finished speaking, Voldemort, who was leaning over, raised his head in surprise and asked Daenerys, "What's his name?"

"he?"

Daenerys was taken aback, but said quickly, "Modric, Luka Modric, he shares the same name as his grandfather."

"Magic Flute, it really is you..."

Voldemort looked at the crying child with piercing eyes. Sure enough, the more he looked, the more he looked like the midfielder he was familiar with.

　Magic Flute, there is a video of him herding sheep on the Internet. His grandfather did indeed pass away at this time of the year. He has the same name as his grandfather.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)