Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 239
There are always regrets in life.

What's even more regrettable is that we usually don't have the opportunity to make up for these regrets.

Therefore, we will have more demands on our children.

Even in many cases, this requirement is higher than our own requirements.

But Abu is not like this. He has no regrets for the child, only dissatisfaction.

"If I had been with you then, I wouldn't have let you go to the Potters."

Abu said loudly, "You trust him so much, you give him rights and status, but when you look back, what has he done?"

Voldemort took a sip of his drink in silence. In fact, this was also a hurdle in his heart.

Not because Lucius didn't stop himself from going to the Potters, but in that foreseeable future, Lucius betrayed himself.

A betrayal, a lifetime of use.

These words sound domineering, but interests can complicate all simple things.

What's more, Lucius himself is not incapable.

"He's smart, Abu."

Voldemort put down his cup and said in a low voice, "We can't ask our children to be like us. I haven't seen a pure-blood wizard as perfect as you since you. You are too demanding of him."

"Do not."

Abu waved his hand decisively, "Without you, Tom, he would have done well, I can assure you, but I don't blame you."

Voldemort nodded, indicating that he didn't mind.

"But with your appearance, the wizarding world can become different. I dare not say that it will be better, but it will definitely not be worse. This is an opportunity, an opportunity for the wizarding world."

Abu, waving his arms like a lion, is a passionate orator.

"Malfoy deserves to fight for this, for the wizarding world, but he's too unsteady, and what he's given you hasn't been enough yet."

Voldemort raised an eyebrow, but he said nothing.

"I have lived in a small house for many years and read a lot of books, including books about the Muggle world. It made me understand a truth."

"Please say."

"You are not inevitable, but the transformation of the wizarding world is inevitable."

Voldemort's eyes lit up; he was clearly being poked a little better.

"There was Grindelwald in the front, and you in the back. After you, wouldn't there be others?"

Abu's voice sank, he frowned, and asked from the bottom of his heart, "Why do wizards change so frequently?"

"Why?" Voldemort demanded.

"system."

Abramovich said decisively, "There must be something wrong with our system. The Secrecy Act, the Ministry of Magic, the pure-blood families and Muggle wizards, and even our bank. The wizards have accumulated deep contradictions in the step-by-step compromise. .”

"I think so too." Voldemort was a little excited, but he quickly frowned again, "But I didn't find the reason for this change. Why did we retreat again and again."

"Because of the incompetence of the pure-blooded family." Abramovich gave his own answer.

"Why do you say that?"

"Before the Act of Secrecy, when the British Ministry of Magic was first established, it was full of pure-blood family members. They sent a special delegation-the Malfoy family was the leader of this matter-to meet with William III and Mary II Contact, hope that Muggle law can recognize and protect wizards."

Abu picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a big gulp, "But they failed, these incompetent ancestors."

Voldemort also picked up his own cup and took a slow sip.

"If it was you, or Grindelwald, or even Dumbledore, it wouldn't be like this."

Abu smashed the wine glass on the table and roared, "Damn it, we should fight them. Even if there are wizards in those palaces, we may not lose."

"The truth is only within range," murmured Voldemort.

"Yes, that's what you said."

Abu said, "Unfortunately, at that time, there was no one of the three of you."

"Why did Dumbledore join us?" Voldemort put down his glass. "He's a good man."

"no, he is not."

Abu smiled, blinked his eyes, just like he did on the train, and then spoke with a playful voice.

"He didn't dare to enter the Ministry of Magic because he hated Muggles, and he hated the Statute of Secrecy. It cost him his family. If he got power, he didn't know what he would do."

Voldemort habitually took out the wand he had recovered and played with it in his hand.

He suddenly discovered that most of the time, his thinking was too scattered.

This may be related to the fact that he is composed of two souls. As a result, when he looks at a problem, he is always used to observing from multiple sides, but he cannot go deep into one side.

This kind of problem has little impact, and it is beneficial in many cases, but once it goes wrong, it is definitely a big problem.

"I need you, Senior Abu."

Voldemort said sincerely, "Without you, I might not be able to do anything."

Abu sighed and shook his head, "I'm old and I'm going to die."

"Maybe I can help you..."

"More than that, Tom, I'm not aggressive anymore." Abu pointed to his legs and said, "Didn't you notice that I haven't stood up all this time? They are no longer obedient."

Voldemort looked at Abu in surprise, he didn't expect the problem to be so serious.

"Furthermore, the family has been handed over to Malfoy, and I have been on the second line for too long. I may have ambitions for a while, but if I work hard for a long time, my body and experience can no longer keep up."

There was some regret on Abu's face. Obviously, he didn't want to give up, but his physical condition decided everything.

"Also, Tom, have a good talk with Lucius, he has more things to dig out, too specific for me to say, because as a member of the Malfoy family, I have to respect the one who makes the decisions."

Voldemort nodded. Although Abu said he couldn't say it, his words already revealed the answer.

Lucius also hides a secret that is extremely helpful to him.

"I still want to see if I can help you, Abu, you know, I'm good at cursing."

Voldemort said with a smile, "You must know that until now, Hogwarts still maintains the habit of changing a Dark Arts professor every year."

His words finally got Abu a little interested.

"What curse did you use?" Voldemort asked him.

"Dragon blood curse, and it's an adult dragon." Abu said.

Voldemort was stunned, no wonder there was a pair of golden things next to him.

"Why did you choose adult dragons?" Voldemort asked puzzled, "You know their magic power is very powerful, and it will be very troublesome if they form a backlash."

"And usually, a baby dragon is enough."

There was a wry smile on Abu's face: "If I were to choose now, I would definitely do what you said, but Tom, I was too arrogant at the time."

Voldemort froze for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile.

He was deeply touched by what Abu said.

If time went back, would he still go to the Potters?

Of course not, it's not necessary at all.

Even, the behavior of killing and killing in the wizarding world back then seems very stupid now.

But time never turns back, and life is full of regrets.

All we can do is to step forward and act like a car.

(End of this chapter)