Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 327 Two Monocle Mirrors

It was late at night, and the coffee shop began to close. Rowling hurriedly packed up her manuscript and left.

In the presidential suite of the hotel next to the coffee shop, Pokis, who had been watching through the floor-to-ceiling windows, hurriedly looked at Voldemort in front of the desk.

At this time, Voldemort was bowing his head on the desk with two large books, busy up and down.

"Sir, she's out."

Borches' words made Voldemort turn his head to look at him, and he saw emptiness and thought in the other's eyes.

"Shh."

Abramovich, who was sitting silently on the sofa, stood up abruptly, which finally woke up Voldemort, whose consciousness was still immersed in the book.

"what time is it?"

As Voldemort asked, he stood up and stood in front of the French window with Abu.

"10:30, the time the coffee shop closes," Pokis said.

Voldemort nodded, his eyes had already caught up with Rowling who was hurrying.

"Keep paying attention to her, Pokiss, and give her help so that she can focus more on books." Voldemort instructed Pokiss on the side.

"Okay, sir," said Pokiss.

"Is she worthy of such importance?" Abu looked puzzled, "I mean, do you really need a wizard to protect her personally?"

"Of course, Senior Abu, this is an important part of our [Break the Wall Plan]." Voldemort said with his lips curled up.

[Project Breaking the Wall] is a plan designed by Voldemort to overthrow the [International Statute of Secrecy].

The focus of his work is quietly shifting.

Abramovich glanced at Voldemort, seeing his mouth curled up proudly.

This made Abramovich reconfirm that [Pure Blood Glory] is no longer Voldemort's most important plan.

Breaking the [International Law of Secrecy] is the king's ultimate goal.

"Forgive my ignorance, Dark Lord, I really don't see what she can do about it."

Abu looked down again. At this time, Rowling had gone far away, but she had not disappeared at the end of their condescending vision.

"I keep saying times are changing, times are changing, but seriously, you don't get it."

Voldemort looked back at Abu and said, "You can't see the future at all, but I can guarantee that if all goes well, when the wizards return, those Muggle governments will be hard to say."

"But those Muggle kids are definitely the ones who support us the most."

"Support us?" Abu asked back with a frown.

Obviously, he didn't quite believe Voldemort's arguments.

At least he put himself in the shoes of himself, if there was a more powerful and weird existence, he would not choose to support him - even if he did, it was just for survival.

But anyone with insight understands that the Muggles' superiority in numbers puts too much pressure on wizards.

What's more, they also have ever-changing technology.

"Everyone likes sticks, not to mention the lovely Harry Potter."

Voldemort smiled and said something that no one could understand, and then waved two magic books to come to him.

"Porges, you are very timely in notifying me this time, and I will reward you accordingly. I hope you can continue this high-profile performance."

Bokis hurriedly bowed and said that this is what he should do, but before he finished speaking, Voldemort had already turned around and disappeared in front of his eyes.

"I will contact you by phone. The wizard will make arrangements soon, but before that, you must ensure Ms. Rowling's safety, is there no problem?"

Compared with Voldemort's gentleness towards Bokis, Abramovich seemed too arrogant.

Pokis even noticed that when Abu said the word "telephone", there was a look of disdain in his eyes.

"Of course, respected Wizard Abu, I will ensure her safety and wait for your news at any time." Bokis said with a more cautious and respectful attitude than when facing Voldemort.

Abu nodded, then turned around and chased Voldemort away.

"call."

It wasn't until Abu disappeared that Bokis let out a sigh of relief.

After meeting Abramovich, he finally understood the... disdain wizards have for Muggles.

"It's really uncomfortable."

He murmured, and then left quickly to deal with Voldemort's orders.

……

Malfoy Manor.

Small building.

Voldemort picked up the monocle and tried it on his left eye.

"I'm not very used to it."

He said softly, and adjusted the position of the monocle, "Are you sure you can eliminate the effect of the basilisk's eyes?"

"It's theoretically possible, Dark Lord," said Old Nott, "but you'll need to practice it to know."

"That won't work until after I'm resurrected."

Voldemort shrugged and said, "I think you need to find some Muggle mirror makers to make this thing more comfortable, and then add some attachment magic to make it better fixed on my eyes. "

"I'll do it, Dark Lord."

Old Nott said, reaching out to take the monocle in Voldemort's hand.

Voldemort looked at Neville, who had a monocle in his right eye.

"Neville, how does it feel to carry it?" Voldemort asked.

"It feels amazing, like a different perspective, but I'm not very used to it yet."

As Neville spoke, he looked left and right to adapt to the monocle.

His monocle doesn't have the same effect as Voldemort's.

Voldemort's monocle is for the ability to seal the eye of the basilisk hidden in his left eye in the future.

The monocle in Neville's right eye is entirely for the purpose of giving him an extra "eye".

Since the last time Voldemort borrowed his body and used the [Prophet's Eye], Neville's right eye vision has declined rapidly.

Recently, it was so low that he could only see a little light, and Voldemort even took him to a Muggle hospital for it.

But that didn't cure his eye, and neither did St. Mungo's.

As a last resort, Voldemort could only ask Old Nott to build a monocle for him and at the same time build one for Neville.

After all, the incomplete eyesight has seriously affected Neville's magical strength.

"Both eyes give you a stronger sense of space when looking at things. One eye is a bit close to two-dimensional, and there will be problems with spatial judgment, so you should be proficient in using this glasses as soon as possible."

Voldemort said, taking his glasses and trying them out.

I feel that when I look at objects with my right eye, it is more clear. This glasses are attached with a unique magic.

"The effect is not bad."

As Voldemort said, he signaled Neville to try throwing a few boomerangs.

"Swoosh...buzz buzz~~~"

The two boomerangs flew in the room, and Neville hardly recovered them, but only controlled them weakly with mental power, adjusting their rotation angle and range.

"Nott, you can try to add some dynamic vision of insects, I think it will be better." Voldemort suggested.

"Dynamic vision?" Old Nott was quite unfamiliar with this name.

"Look for Pokiss and ask him to introduce an expert to you to understand. This is not such a complicated thing...Of course, I don't know much about it, maybe it is very complicated."

Voldemort said and returned the monocle to Neville, "Get used to this more, it will still be very effective in improving your magic and martial arts."

Neville nodded obediently, took the monocle and stuck it on his eyes.

Voldemort nodded in satisfaction, he even stepped forward to touch the muscles on Neville's arm.

"Muscles are strong, Neville, and it looks like you haven't neglected your exercises."

Receiving Voldemort's compliment, Neville smiled sheepishly.

This child who has lost a lot of weight is still as shy as before.

(End of this chapter)