Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 292 12 Grimmauld Place

Snape came fast and went even faster.

Here he gets two assignments:
The first was joining the Department of Mysteries, for which Voldemort gave him a letter of recommendation to Whitebeard.

The second is to monitor Dumbledore, but this is only used by Voldemort to confuse the other party. What he really believes is Barty Jr.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Snape's receding back condescendingly, Voldemort fell into deep thought.

He couldn't figure out how Snape could trick telepathy.

Occlumency can't do this, he dares to guarantee it [-]%.

When he wrote the letter before, he had thought about this problem.

Even, at that moment, he wanted to demolish Snape's brain.

But in the end rationality overcame the impulse, and he still didn't want to be too radical before he was resurrected.

While thinking about it, he saw Narcissa supporting Bella, passing Snape and walking towards the small building.

Voldemort frowned, and raised his hand to call out the Patronus to inform them not to come.

But after thinking about it, he put his wand away again.

Some things may need a more straightforward conclusion.

Voldemort turned around and picked up the wizard's robe on the hanger, put it on and walked out of the small building.

"Let's go to the ancestral home of the Black family." Voldemort said to meet the two women, "I left something there, and I just went to pick it up."

"Yes, Dark Lord."

Narcissa answered while looking at her sister.

Bella was looking at Voldemort with aggrieved eyes, her eyes were red.

"It just so happens that we have something to talk about on the way." Voldemort said to Bella with a smile.

The grievance on Bella's face disappeared immediately, and she took a step forward to pull Voldemort's arm, but the latter refused.

"Let Narcissa lead the way," Voldemort said.

Bella became aggrieved again, and the rapid change of mood made her look a little nervous.

In fact, she is indeed a little neurotic.

The long-term torture in Azkaban has long made her spirit different from ordinary people.

The thick dark circles under the eyes did not diminish even after escaping from there.

"Do you need me to follow?" Old Nott asked.

Voldemort shook his head, stepped forward and took Narcissa's arm actively.

In Malfoy Manor, only members of the Malfoy family can apparate, so he must rely on the power of the other party.

Bella also took Narcissa's other arm, but her eyes were always on Voldemort.

"Whoosh."

The three disappeared in Malfoy Manor and reappeared, already in a long hallway.

This is a single-family villa at 12 Grimmauld Place, London, and the ancestral home of the Black family.

"Oh, Bella, you got out of that damn prison?"

As soon as the three of them entered here, the portrait of Albuga Black hanging on the wall called out in surprise.

"Yes, Orbe..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Albuga called out even louder: "Voldemort, my God, are you alive?"

"It's still a little bit worse, but it can be said that, Miss Olbuga." Voldemort smiled and nodded.

"It's a surprise, Voldemort, you've grown so young, it reminds me of our school days together."

After being surprised, Mrs. Black straightened her unwrinkled wizard robe in the portrait and said.

Voldemort smiled and shrugged, but said nothing.

"Kreacher, Kreacher..."

She first yelled a few words in a low voice, but no one responded to her.

So she smiled apologetically at Voldemort, and said louder again: "Kreacher."

"Boom."

An old house-elf appeared before the crowd.

"Mrs. Black, you... oh my God, Mistress Bella is back."

He looked at Bella in surprise, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Kreacher, I need you to return what Recules hid, what belongs to me."

Voldemort's words made the scene instantly quiet.

Both Mrs. Black and Narcissa looked at Kreacher suspiciously, while Bella took out her wand directly.

She looked aggressively at the old house-elf, as if ready to strike.

"Oh, master, uh...he said..."

"Kreacher, what are you hiding?" Mrs. Black asked angrily.

"It's the second young master, he took that thing out, and he asked me to destroy it..."

"Whoosh."

A spell directly sent Kreacher flying, and it was Bella's hand.

"It's still there, isn't it?"

Bella strode up, pointed her wand straight at Kreacher and asked.

"Still, Mistress Bella, Kreacher failed to make it..."

"Take it out," Bella said, spreading her hands.

"But Second Young Master..."

"Whoosh."

Another spell was shot, and Kreacher flew up and hit the wall, before bouncing back to the ground.

"Bring it."

Bella roared crazily, and Kreacher was trembling with fright.

He got up in a panic, disappeared in a flash, and appeared next to Bella in an instant.

And when he reappeared, he already held a locket in his hand.

"Snapped."

Bella savagely snatched the locket, carefully held it in her hand and held it in front of Voldemort.

"Thank you, Bella."

Voldemort said to her, smiling, and took a look at the locket.

It's his Horcrux, yes, he can sense the soul inside.

"What's the matter?" asked Mrs. Black. "I mean, what did Recules do?"

"It doesn't matter, senior, it's all over."

Voldemort smiled and pointed upstairs, "I'm going to talk to Principal Black, I have something to tell him."

Principal Black refers to Phineas Nigellus Black, who has a portrait on the third floor of the old house.

Mrs. Black immediately agreed, but she left Kreacher behind, seemingly to question why.

Voldemort didn't say anything, and walked directly to the third floor of the villa.

"Master, why are you alienating me?" Bella asked quickly after Voldemort was behind.

Voldemort stopped before the decoration of house-elf heads on the second floor and turned to look at Bella.

Seeing this, Narcissa who was following behind said, "I'll go to the kitchen to have a look," and retreated to the first floor.

Voldemort didn't think the corner of the stairs was a good place to communicate, so he turned and went to the living room on the second floor.

On one wall of the living room, hung a huge family tree tapestry, and Sirius' place was scorched black.

Bella's eyes stayed on it for a short while, and then she looked at Voldemort.

Voldemort looked at the huge family tapestry with interest for a while, and then pointed to where Bella was:

Bellatrix Black.

Below the avatar, there is such a text written.

And next to her name, there is another name juxtaposed:
Rodolphus Lestrange.

After watching in silence for a while, Voldemort pointed there.

"Look, Bella, this is your husband."

(End of this chapter)