Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 308 August Rookwood
"I'll sneak in by myself. If there is no movement, you wait quietly and act together with the big team."

Voldemort glanced at the windows of the castle, thinking about the sneaking path in his mind, and said in his mouth, "If there is a loud noise, you can feint outside to create chaos."

"Remember, you don't have to work hard, they can't do anything to me."

Everyone following Voldemort nodded, but Bella hesitated to speak.

"I use Botu to sneak. Before you learn Botu, you can't act with me."

Voldemort took care of Bella's mood, then turned and jumped up.

After ascending one meter, his body has already escaped the gravitational force of the ground and started to fly upwards.

Flying up another meter, the whole person slowly disappeared, turning into a purple-gold light.

It's not over yet.

Under Voldemort's mediation, the light slowly turned into off-white, almost blending with the mist on the island.

Even though the few people below were paying attention all the time, they lost its figure after the off-white shimmering light plunged into the mist.

"It seems that the master's understanding of Porto has already exceeded the contents of the headmaster's book." Malfoy said, looking at the light that flew towards the castle and disappeared into the mist.

The books related to Porto written by Dumbledore are already the hottest magical books in recent years.

Even if you don't learn much, you have a lot of readers.

Not to mention everyone has a copy, at least more than half of the wizards have a copy in their homes.

And in that book, there is also a brief record of Botu's golden body.

Dumbledore even had some ideas about the future development of this magic.

But these thoughts do not involve changing the magic color.

The fact that Voldemort changed the color of Porto's body seems to be just a color change.

But in fact, it not only broke through Dumbledore's imagination, but also subverted the once golden body of Porto.

Because when the magic result changes, there are too many things that need to be changed.

Even if it is a brand new and simple magic like Botu, it is the same.

"I don't know what's so surprising about that, Lucius, that's the Dark Lord, and his abilities don't need to be questioned." Bella said after glancing at Lucius.

Lucius was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile.

He suddenly discovered that his mentality has not changed with the arrival of more supporters of the Dark Lord.

In his subconscious mind, the Dark Lord was still the one who had just returned not long ago, received advice like a stream, and whose personality changed several times under his own suggestions.

But in fact, with the several encounters between the Dark Lord and the headmaster, as the Dark Lord's character became tighter and more stable.

As more and more old people return, new people join in.

The Dark Lord is no longer the weak man he once was.

The world is changing, but he still sees people with old eyes, and he needs to change.

Fortunately, he found out not too late.

"You're right, Bella, we should all obey the Dark Lord's will."

Lucius' serious statement stunned Bella for a moment.

But she just nodded and said nothing.

On the other side, Voldemort was already hiding in the mist, sneaking into the castle along the castle's vent.

In this state, he exudes less emotion than the wizard who turned into an animal.

So he entered the prison of the castle very smoothly, and was not found by the dementors.

The beige light spot slowly floated through the small hole on the prison door, hovering in front of a skinny figure.

Although this Death Eater was as thin as other Death Eaters, his state was quite different from other Death Eaters.

His face is not ferocious, his demeanor is still steady.

He even drew a chessboard on the ground, and used a few stones he dunked from the wall to fiddle with an endgame.

And when the beige light spot transformed by Voldemort appeared in the cell, he, who was squatting down and fiddling with stones, immediately noticed the light spot.

He stood up, came to the beige light spot, and looked at it curiously.

"call."

Porto changed, and Voldemort's figure appeared in the cell out of thin air.

This startled the Death Eater on the opposite side, but his surprise was quickly replaced by excitement.

"Owner."

Even in the alternation of surprise and surprise, his hoarse and thick voice was still deliberately suppressed.

"August Rookwood."

Voldemort softly called the opponent's name, and slowly stretched his hand out of the robe.

August immediately stepped forward, took Voldemort's hand and kissed it.

"Master~"

August Rookwood's voice was still a little excited, and he was delighted by Voldemort's appearance.

It's just that in Voldemort's telepathy, he can't feel even a trace of emotion from the other party.

But he didn't say anything, but let the other party do all this until he straightened up.

"Are you still loyal to me, August?" Voldemort asked.

"Of course." August excitedly said, "I miss you day and night, master, I'm sure you will come back and lead us back to our former glory."

Voldemort narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the telepathy, he still couldn't find the other party's emotions.

"Tell me about the Department of Mysteries, August, I think you must have something to tell me, don't you?" Voldemort asked in a flat voice.

There was a flash of surprise in August's eyes, which did not escape Voldemort's eyes.

But the other party did not immediately answer his question.

Voldemort did not urge him, but rubbed his wand, waiting quietly.

"You must have been there, haven't you?" Augustine calmed down and asked back with some expectation.

"Yes," said Voldemort.

"Did you send someone there?" Augustine hurriedly said as soon as his hoarse voice fell, "I mean, you took the initiative to send someone to join the Silent Man."

"Have."

Voldemort replied simply, and noticed a complex look in Augustine's eyes.

"Can you tell me who it is?" Augustine asked shakily.

Voldemort was silent for a moment, then said, "Snape."

Augustine's body trembled, as if he was disturbed by something.

This Death Eater who had stayed in Azkaban for more than ten years and was still able to stabilize his mind, was quite surprised by the restlessness shown at this moment.

Before he paid attention to the Department of Mysteries, he hadn't paid attention to the Death Eater in front of him.

After all, he wasn't ruthless enough, and he looked too simple and honest.

Most of the time, he doesn't act like a Death Eater.

If it weren't for the fact that he worked in the Ministry of Magic and could provide himself with a lot of useful information, I think I would have even less impression of him.

But when he discovered the extraordinaryness of the Department of Mysteries, the first person he thought of was the Death Eater in front of him.

August Rookwood.

He wasn't like Snape, who first joined the Death Eaters and then joined the Department of Mysteries under his own pressure.

On the contrary, August was the first to join the Department of Mysteries, and the second to join the Death Eaters.

Among them, there are many issues worthy of study.

(End of this chapter)