Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 228 We Always Bow to Fate

"Except your weapons."

Neville raised his wand and cast a spell on a distant trinket.

"puff."

The tip of the wand glowed red, but it was like a fart, and no spells appeared.

"Stand firm, Neville, let your..."

Mrs. Longbottom spoke dissatisfiedly, but was soon interrupted by Voldemort.

"Perhaps we should do it differently, ma'am."

Voldemort said, and then signaled Neville to come to him.

This time Mrs. Longbottom hesitated, but Neville walked towards Voldemort without hesitation.

"Be firm, try to mobilize more magic power, you can do it."

Voldemort said, reaching out to pat his head.

At the same time, he controlled his mental power to enter Neville's mind and hit his mental thorn.

"Ding!"

There was a crisp sound in Neville's mind.

He waved his wand without hesitation, without even saying the spell.

"call."

The red curse spewed out, directly hitting the ornaments not far away, and shooting electricity at Neville.

"Snapped."

Neville caught the trinket, a look of disbelief on his own face.

Not only him, Mrs. Longbottom and Luna also had their eyes widened in surprise.

"My God, how did you do that?"

Mrs. Longbottom got up excitedly and came to Neville's side, and asked in surprise.

Being able to successfully use the disarming spell is enough to surprise people, let alone a silent spell.

Madam Longbottom even once felt that everything just now was an illusion.

"He has great mental power, ma'am, and he has the same talent as mine."

Voldemort said, "But you and your family have put too much pressure on him, and his mental power has not been well developed-maybe the magic riots were not enough when he was young-so he needs a good teacher. "

Mrs. Longbottom was silent. He glanced at Voldemort. The disgust was still there, but not as strong as before.

"I must apologize to those who served me for the harm done to you and your children."

Voldemort stood up and bowed slightly to Mrs Longbottom.

This was obviously beyond the expectation of the old man. She evaded in astonishment, and immediately said angrily: "I will not accept your apology, my two children..."

"That's why I'm here, Mrs Longbottom."

Voldemort interrupted her again, "I will try to make them right again, to make up for the mistakes of those who served me."

"You can do it?" Mrs. Longbottom asked in surprise.

"Have some ideas, ma'am, but some preparations are needed, and..."

As Voldemort said, his eyes fell on Neville again. Obviously, this was the reason why he did all this.

Mrs. Longbottom frowned. She hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment.

"I can't accept it." She said violently, "If they know that you saved them, they will only be angrier."

"Even if they can see Neville after they wake up, isn't that enough to counteract this anger?" Voldemort asked rhetorically.

Obviously, these words hit Mrs. Longbottom's weakness. She opened her mouth, but didn't say a word.

"We always have to bow our heads to fate, ma'am."

Voldemort reached out and touched Neville's head. Mrs. Longbottom tried to stop her, but she hesitated and did nothing.

"One side is falling into infinite resentment, accepting the mediocrity of the grandson, the coma of the son and daughter-in-law."

"On the other hand, let me be your grandson's teacher, get a powerful grandson, plus the possibility of your son and daughter-in-law waking up."

"Mrs. Longbottom, I am waiting for your choice."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he sat down again, picked up the chocolate milk, and drank it slowly.

"She will agree." Luna leaned over and whispered to Voldemort.

"How do you know?" Voldemort glanced at the old woman, who was still struggling.

"Intuition, Voldemort, this is my intuition."

As soon as Luna finished speaking, Mrs. Longbottom said: "How can I believe that you are not lying to me? Also, I will not let my grandson be a Death Eater."

"Of course he won't be a Death Eater, but he needs to be by my side."

Voldemort put down his glass and said happily, "We can use the Unbreakable Vow, madam, I believe that is enough magic to reassure you."

Mrs Longbottom's eyes widened, obviously surprised by Voldemort's decision.

"What do you want from him?" She asked loudly, even her voice was trembling.

"I need a disciple who is loyal, brave and powerful enough." Voldemort said without hesitation.

He was never stingy about expressing his true inner thoughts, even if it was evil.

"hiss."

The old woman took a breath, surprised by Voldemort's answer.

"I can't let Neville be under your control, Voldemort, even if you kill him now..."

"I didn't say to control him, ma'am." Voldemort interrupted her with a frown. "He can choose when to help me and when not to help me. Like the Death Eaters, he is free."

"He's not going to be a Death Eater," the old woman yelled, almost biting Voldemort's words.

"Neville will not be a Death Eater, he will be my apprentice."

Voldemort rubbed his temples, resenting his bad reputation.

"It's up to me to determine the content of the oath." The old woman said again.

"Of course, but I need him to honor my oath."

"What is it?"

"As long as it does not violate his subjective will, obey my orders and protect my life." Voldemort said immediately.

The old woman frowned, and he glanced at Neville, then at Voldemort.

It is not difficult to see from her eyes that she wants to reject the idea.

But she clearly knew that Voldemort could not have taught Neville without any conditions.

Of course, teaching Neville is not the most important thing, what is really important is to save her two children.

"it is good."

Finally, the old man agreed to Voldemort, but she still needs to sort out the content of the oath.

Obviously, she was very cautious about this, and went to the room to take out a paper and pen.

"Shua, Shua, Shua..."

The quill was drawn across the paper, and a paragraph of text appeared. Voldemort glanced at it from a distance, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

An unbreakable vow does require many vows to limit each other.

But, is it really good for you to write the whole article like this?
"Mrs. Longbottom."

Voldemort couldn't help but said, "Although it's impolite to interrupt your creation hastily, are you sure you're not writing a novel?"

Mrs. Longbottom blinked, and then she blushed, and she also realized her problem.

"Be more concise. Also, I won't agree to requests that are too exaggerated."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he glanced at the content on the paper and said, "Also, don't think about using this oath to bind me and not allow me to kill Muggles, hehe, do you want me to kill you first?"

When Voldemort said the last time, his eyes became fierce.

This old lady is really brave!
(End of this chapter)