Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 276 Night Visit to the Ministry of Magic

"To the Department of Mysteries?"

Crouch's eyes widened in surprise, as if telling Voldemort how unreasonable his request was.

"Yes, Mr. Crouch, I know it's hard, but that's why I've come to you."

Voldemort ignored the other party's surprise, anyway, he must go this trip.

"Just to see?" After Crouch calmed down, he didn't immediately refuse.

"I need to go to the time room and learn about the Time Converter," Voldemort said.

"Then we need a silent man to lead the way, and we also need a silent man in the time chamber..."

Crouch's brows were frowned, and it could be seen that he was very conflicted.

"I have no intention of taking anything other than knowledge from there, Mr. Crouch, this is very important to me, otherwise I would not have to visit late at night." Voldemort said sincerely.

Crouch nodded, he thought for a while and said, "I need to meet someone who can take us in, but before that, you need another identity."

"Use Lucius's." Abu interjected directly.

Crouch thought for a while, and felt that this was not a big problem, so he asked Voldemort and others to prepare, while he himself had to find someone.

"One o'clock in the morning, see you at the phone booth."

Everyone agreed on a time, so they acted on their own.

"Teacher, the person you asked me to follow is Mr. Barty Crouch?" Percy asked a little excitedly.

"Yes, but he is not a good teacher." Voldemort said with a smile. "Learn his ability, but don't imitate his behavior, otherwise your road will be much more bumpy."

"I see, teacher." Percy nodded, thought for a while and asked again, "Master, do you think I should develop the number of candle bearers in the Ministry of Magic?"

"The candle bearer?" Voldemort asked.

"The new name I gave to the Torch Organization comes from what you said about walking away with a candle." Percy said with an embarrassed smile.

"The meaning is very good."

Voldemort nodded, thought for a while and said, "Let's choose some from the grassroots first. It's best that you can suppress them, otherwise the doves will occupy the magpie's nest."

Voldemort used Chinese for the words "doves occupy the magpie's nest", and Percy could understand them.

"But in this way, the expansion speed of candle holders will be very..."

Before Percy finished speaking, he was stopped by Voldemort's strange gaze.

"No matter how slowly it develops, it is your candle bearer, not someone else's."

Voldemort said something angrily, Percy didn't dare to refute, so he could only smile embarrassedly to deal with it.

After that, the two chatted for a while about the development of Candle Bearer, and Old Nott fell asleep listening to it.

Until Abu returned, Voldemort drank the compound potion, and the four of them apparated and came to a dilapidated street.

"Can't the Ministry of Magic choose a better entrance?"

Abu complained while shaking the sewage on his feet.

"They think it's 'safer'," said Voldemort, laughing, and the other two were silent.

Abu snorted angrily, and said nothing more, the four of them began to wait quietly.

Not long after, Crouch Apparated with a masked figure.

"Just once, Crouch, and I won't owe you anything after that." The masked man glanced at Voldemort and the others, and then said to Crouch.

"Just this once, let's go."

Crouch didn't say much, and asked everyone to hold him, and then an apparition appeared and entered the Ministry of Magic.

"If we don't enter through that entrance, what are we going to do in that dilapidated street just now?"

Abu complained dissatisfiedly, but no one answered his words.

The crowd followed the masked man into the elevator, and after a brief descent, the masked man pushed open the fence and led the crowd to a rough corridor.

"I'm only answering one person's question. You chose Lucius, right?" The man in black turned his head to look at Voldemort and asked Crouch.

"Yes." Crouch said with a glance at Voldemort who looked like Lucius.

"Others can only listen but not ask, but Lucius can."

After the masked man finished speaking, without waiting for everyone to answer, he pushed open the plain black door and walked directly inside.

Everyone filed in and entered a circular black room.

To the left and right of the room were twelve identical black doors, unmarked and handleless, which almost merged with the black walls beside them.

A few candles with blue flames adorn the walls, adding light to the modest space.

The masked man identified the location, and then pushed open a door, which immediately shone with light.

"This way." The masked man said.

Everyone hurried into the room and glanced at the beautiful room curiously.

"Don't say anything, don't touch anything."

After the masked man finished speaking to everyone, he looked at Voldemort, "You can ask, but don't touch anything."

Voldemort nodded, his eyes were attracted by a flash of light, but soon fell on the clocks of all sizes in the room.

A rapid, never-ending ticking sound filled the room, so that Voldemort could not tell which of them ticked, which clock came from it.

"Come here."

The masked man beckoned to everyone, and walked straight to a bell-shaped crystal glass enclosure standing at the end of the room.

The crystal glass dome, rising to Voldemort's chest, stood on a pedestal, filled with a churning, sparkling air of air.

Inside the enclosure, a small, jewel-bright object floated slowly upward.

"Crack."

While floating, the object, or egg, burst open and a hummingbird emerged from it.

This is not the most miraculous thing, as the airflow drove it to the top and turned into a bird, the airflow brought it down again.

And as it fell, it became an egg again.

It felt like time was repeating infinitely at this moment.

Voldemort's eyes lit up, it was the secret of time that he wanted to explore.

But he didn't act rashly. In the face of this miraculous phenomenon, it is the best option to be cautious.

"Can you explain to me why this phenomenon occurs?" Voldemort asked the masked man.

"That's why I'm here."

The masked man nodded and said, "But first of all, I want to make sure that you understand that this is a phenomenon of time regression, not something that can be achieved by a simple restoration spell. You understand, right?"

Voldemort nodded in understanding.

The masked man also nodded, and let out a long breath behind the mask.

This means that many people have confronted him about this issue.

"Someone thinks this isn't going back in time?" Voldemort asked curiously.

The masked man glanced at Percy and said, "I can't say much about that."

Voldemort looked at Percy, only to find that the latter also looked puzzled.

After thinking about it, he realized that the masked man was not referring to Percy, but his father Arthur Weasley.

"With that character, it's not surprising that he did such an unreliable thing." Voldemort thought with raised eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)