Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 287 Inexplicable Invitation

"You're not Lucius, are you?"

The old man with the white beard looked at Voldemort who had turned into Lucius, and said so.

"No, but I can't disclose more identities because of some special reasons."

Voldemort was not surprised.

He has a completely different temperament from Lucius, and he himself has not changed it.

In this way, it is not a surprise to be discovered.

What's more, the director in front of him can still see the death, so it's better to distinguish the difference between him and Lucius.

"I don't intend to explore your secrets, but you must always have a name. Calling you Lucius makes me feel strange, because I happen to know him."

The white-bearded chief shook his head and said, and led Voldemort into the death hall.

"Sylvester, you can call me that, Director."

Voldemort thought for a while, and gave himself this name.

It means from the forest in Latin.

Voldemort felt that this represented his consciousness, part of which came from Lin Zuo.

"Sylvester?"

The white-bearded director froze for a moment, and he turned his head to look at Voldemort in shock.

But the latter didn't pay attention to him, just looked at the room in front of him.

The Hall of Death was much bigger than the Hall of Time he had been to before, it was as big as half a football field.

It was dimly lit, square, and sunken in the center, forming a gigantic stone pit.

Stone steps surround the entire room, like stone benches, descending step by step, making the Hall of Death look like a lecture theater.

There is a raised stone platform in the center of the stone pit, on which stands an ancient and dilapidated arch.

There was no wall to support the arch around it, and a tattered black drapery hung from it.

There was not a breath of wind in the cold air, but the curtain swayed slightly, as if something behind it touched it.

But behind it is just the other side of the stone platform. This curtain looks quite strange.

"When did it start and exist here..."

Voldemort looked at the white-bearded director while asking the question.

But he turned his head and saw the other party looking at him in shock.

"Is there a problem, Director?" Voldemort asked with a suspicious look at himself.

"no problem."

Director Whitebeard withdrew the shock in his eyes, and lowered his head to look at the curtain in the distance.

Although this caused Voldemort to look sideways at his gaze, one could still see the shock that hadn't faded from that gaze.

Shock?

Voldemort frowned, and turned on telepathy to check the other person's mind.

"what?"

Voldemort was surprised, because he couldn't feel any information from the other person's heart.

He rarely encounters this kind of situation, and usually when this scene happens, it proves that the other party is a master of Occlumency.

And it's the top one.

Director Whitebeard was awakened by his surprise. He put away the shock in his eyes and turned to look at Voldemort, who was considering whether to use Legilimency to cast a spell.

"This place has existed for a much longer time than the Ministry of Magic." Director Whitebeard explained Voldemort's doubts.

Voldemort nodded, not surprised by that.

It's just that he was very curious about Director Whitebeard, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you a master of Occlumency?"

"Occlumency?"

Director Whitebeard asked back with some doubts, but then he replied, "No, Mr. Sylvester, we don't learn that kind of magic, it's a waste of time and energy, but usually we will be shielded in the brain hall." Blessing of mind scrying magic."

"Brain hall?" Voldemort was curious about it.

"If you want, I can take you there to have a look, but if you don't want to join the Silent Man team, I can only take you to take a look from a distance."

After finishing speaking, Director Whitebeard asked, regardless of Voldemort's doubts: "Would you like to join the Silent Man team?"

It was a very unexpected invitation, and Voldemort was taken aback by it.

The two had only met once before, and this was only the second time they met.

And his identity is very mysterious in front of the other party.

In this case, the other party dared to invite himself directly, why?
He thought of the shock in this person's eyes before, and wondered if it was because of that name?
But what can a name represent?
What's more, the name was a temporary idea of ​​his.

"Is there a price I have to pay?" Voldemort asked.

"Just keep silent about everything you see here, Mr. Sylvester, this is the only rule of the Silent Man team."

The Director with the white beard immediately said that Voldemort did not see any more emotion in his expression.

"Need to sign a magic contract?" Voldemort asked again.

Director Whitebeard didn't answer right away, he thought for a while before speaking: "It's not necessary for you, Mr. Sylvester."

Voldemort frowned, and the doubts in his heart arose again.

His right hand couldn't help rubbing the handle of the yew wood wand, he really wanted to cast a Legilimency spell on the opponent.

But that magic meant little to the Occlumency Master.

"You'll tell me why, won't you?" Voldemort asked, threatening in his voice.

Director Whitebeard didn't seem to hear the threat in those words.

In other words, he answered too quickly and didn't have time to appreciate the threat in that tone.

"No."

After he said these three words, he suddenly felt that he was too excited, and hurriedly explained, "Mr. Sylvester, I mean, the silent people have their own rules. Maybe one day, when you become the director , I will tell you everything."

Voldemort's hand rubbed against the wand twice more, and he could see the sincerity in the other's eyes.

The director must have had a last resort, so he didn't tell himself the secret.

So do you want to try it yourself and find out?

"I know this invitation must confuse you, but please trust me, I mean no harm."

Director Whitebeard said, and even raised his hands to keep his hands away from the wand, "And if you want to explore my memory, I advise you not to do that."

"Why?" Voldemort asked.

"If you agree to join the Silent Man team and go to the Brain Hall to get the blessing, I think you will understand the reason. Before that, I can't say more, and I'm limited by the Silent Man's rules." Director Whitebeard said.

"You keep talking about the Silent Men, but not the Department of Mysteries. Is it different for you to join the Silent Men's team and join the Department of Mysteries?" Voldemort tried to get more information from other channels before making a decision.

"That's what the outside world calls us, but in fact, we have never admitted it." The white-bearded director put down his hands and said, "We never said that we are part of the Ministry of Magic."

This statement surprised Voldemort.

But if you think about it carefully, neither Lin Zuo's memory nor Riddle's memory has much information about the Department of Mysteries.

He knew that in Lin Zuo's memory, a battle took place here, but there was still no explanation for it.

"I need to think about it, Director, but before that, let me tell you why you invited me here."

Voldemort cautiously declined the other party's invitation, because the invitation was too inexplicable.

There is no free lunch in the world, he is greedy but not stupid, let's wait and see for a while before making a decision.

(End of this chapter)