Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 319 Magic Eye Potion
Voldemort didn't want to take Bella out.

But as the day of his comeback approached, the Death Eaters became busy.

A group of old people, including Old Nott, began to frequently walk among the pure-blood families.

Abu represents Voldemort himself to a certain extent, and is actively planning for his return operation.

In this case, unless Voldemort is willing to come here alone, Bella must be brought with him.

Does he want to travel alone?
Of course not.

The accident ten years ago taught him to be cautious and cautious.

Even with Botu's golden body, even if few people in this world can challenge him one-on-one, he still sticks to these two rules.

Not too complicated reasons, just don't want to repeat the same mistakes.

"Women and children can make mistakes, but men can't."

This sentence in the Godfather has been regarded as the golden rule by Voldemort.

"hiss~~"

Nagini suddenly stopped and looked forward.

Voldemort and Bella followed her gaze to a broad-leaved plant on the edge of the cliff.

It's a mandrake, also called a mandrake root, or a poison apple.

"I see, Nagini, be quiet, and..."

As Voldemort said, he slowly raised his wand, "I need to give you a listening spell, it's for your protection."

Nagini turned his head, his human eyes revealing the emotion of agreement.

She was afraid that Voldemort would not understand what she meant, so she swung the snake's head up and down twice to express her acceptance of Voldemort's suggestion.

"Take care of yourself, Bella."

Voldemort turned to Bella again, then took his wand and cast a spell on Nagini and himself.

After doing all this, he pressed his hand again, signaling for one person and one snake to be quiet and not move.

Then he raised his wand and slowly pointed to the ground under his feet.

An invisible spell was driven into the ground by him, and he continued to circle the cliff where the mandrake was.

And the wand never left the ground, and the magic continued to output outward.

Fortunately, he has the ability to fly, otherwise, it would be very difficult to deploy such a big magic on this rugged path.

Fortunately, everything went well, and the Mandrake was not alert until he made the arrangements.

"Whoosh."

Voldemort flew into the sky and charged straight at the Mandrake.

"Crash~"

The blades of the mandrake suddenly trembled, and after shaking for a while, they suddenly shrank into a bunch.

"Be careful it escapes."

Bella shouted in desperation, but soon she realized that her voice was not heard by Voldemort.

Without waiting for her to use the magic spell to remind, the shrunken mandrake began to burrow into the ground.

But the blades of grass shrank into a bunch, only fell halfway, and it was difficult to continue - it was the magic that Voldemort arranged before that worked.

"Snapped."

Voldemort had already flew forward at this time, he grabbed the blade of the Mandrake and lifted it upwards vigorously.

"Ah~~"

The sharp sound resounded all over the field, but neither the nearest Voldemort nor the man and snake in the distance could hear the cry.

On the contrary, some small animals nearby were directly shouted to death by the voice, and collapsed in the forest.

"Boom."

With the strength of the arm, a grass root like an old human was pulled out.

It was dark green all over, with spots on its skin, and it was screaming at the top of its lungs.

At its "chin", there is a pinch of fine roots that look like beards.

Voldemort held it in front of him, counted it carefully, and there were 26 of them.

Mandrakes that have germinated for ten years begin to grow "beards", one beard per year, 26 representing 26 years.

In addition to its growth in the previous ten years, it means that it is already a 36-year-old mandrake.

Satisfied, Voldemort took out a box, put it in carefully, and then flew back to Bella.

The two of them lifted the spell with a snake, and Bella immediately asked, "Is the age enough, master?"

"Thirty-six years, Bella, I think that's enough," said Voldemort, holding out his hand.

Bella took his arm, and Voldemort looked back at Nagini.

"Whoosh."

The adder coiled around his body, and Voldemort turned around.

"Shh."

Two people and one snake disappeared here.

……

Malfoy Manor.

The basement of the small building.

"Three mandrake whiskers is too much measure, Bella, let's try again with two and a half."

As Voldemort spoke, he dumped the contents of the cauldron into the waste basin.

Bella was carefully recording at the side. Looking at the dense data on the paper she was holding, one could tell how much effort the two had put in for this.

At this time, more than ten days had passed since they collected the mandrake.

For more than ten days, the two and the snake did not leave the basement.

Day and night research has reduced the number of "whiskers" on the Mandrake's "chin" by more than half.

"Master, don't you need to control the amount of mandrake roots you use?"

Bella frowned, looking at the Mandrake locked by the special vessel and said, "If all the 'whiskers' on this plant are used up, it will be very troublesome later."

Voldemort glanced at the mandrake, thought for a moment and shook his head.

He understood what Bella meant, she was signaling him to experiment with other parts of the mandrake.

After all, the medicinal power of the roots is the most stable, and it is best to save this part for last use.

But Voldemort didn't want to waste time, he preferred to solve the problem quickly.

"It's close, Bella."

Voldemort began to explain his reason for doing so, "And if this one is not enough, I think Lucius will find another for us."

"Master, you are too tolerant of him." Bella said with some dissatisfaction.

She was complaining about Lucius' slow progress, which Voldemort hadn't complained about.

But he just smiled and didn't defend Lucius.

In fact, he liked how Bella treated Lucius.

In other words, he liked Bella's attitude towards the Malfoy family.

In Voldemort's view, the Malfoy family occupied too important a position in his power structure.

It is necessary to set up a few enemies for them appropriately.

"For the record, Bella, I'm going to do it all over again."

After Voldemort cleaned the cauldron carefully, he began to cast various herbs.

Many of these herbs are very precious.

The financial resources of the Malfoy family alone may not be able to support his consumption.

Fortunately, Nott, Gore and other families also contributed, which gave him the ability to pursue the most perfect solution.

"This resurrection must be much better than the one in Lin Zuo's memory."

Voldemort was thinking while making the potion.

Time passed slowly, and 72 hours later, a pot of yellow potion appeared in front of my eyes.

"I think it will work this time."

Voldemort said, took out the left eye of the basilisk, and carefully put it into the potion.

"Gududu..."

A few bubbles rose from the potion, and then the eyes hovered in the center of the potion, and began to rotate slowly.

A smile slowly broke out on Voldemort's serious face.

"The magic eye potion is done, Bella, and the dementor potion is next."

Bella nodded vigorously, and with an excited expression on her face, she looked at Voldemort with admiration and admiration.

"My lord, the Dark Lord, is as omnipotent as ever." Voldemort's little fan thought.

(End of this chapter)