Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 329 Rajdev Family
"Om~~"

When Voldemort came out of the Portkey passage, the ringing in his ears made him very uncomfortable.

He wanted to shake his head to make the voice disappear faster.

But the stranger standing in front of him made him stop this action, and took out his wand vigilantly.

"I have no malice."

The other party waved his hands and spoke in fluent English with a London accent.

"who are you?"

Voldemort was still holding his wand, but took time to look at Bella next to him.

She seemed to be in good shape, with her wand already in hand.

"You can call me Rajdev II."

As the other party spoke, he raised his hands to show no malice.

"That doesn't sound like a name."

Voldemort glanced around and made sure that there were no other people on the vast land here, so he also put away his wand.

With Bella pointing her wand at him, he was very relieved.

"The Rajdev family has been like this for generations, Mr. Sylvester."

Rajdev II said, "Each generation of selected people is called by several generations, the highest one in the current generation is the first generation, and so on."

"In other words, your father's name is Rajdev I?"

Voldemort asked in his mouth, but he couldn't help but look at the other party's clothes - his clothes were very old, as if they were buckled from Egyptian murals.

Especially those golden accessories on the body have a strong prehistoric style.

"No, sir. My grandfather's name is Rajdev I. My father died in a magic experiment, so I inherited his name." Rajdev II said.

Voldemort rolled his eyes, but said nothing.

He is not in the habit of comforting others, let alone meeting this person for the first time.

And he rolled his eyes because of the cause of the other party's father's death - studying magic backlash. This is not the first time he has heard of it. Sometimes he really doubts whether these wizards have brains.

"How did he know we would appear here?" Bella asked, "Master, can I use Legilimency to recite spells?"

Voldemort didn't rush to speak, he looked at Rajdev, and saw an embarrassed and slightly frightened smile on the other's face.

"Sir Gamp sent you?" asked Voldemort.

"Yes, Mr. Sylvester, he said that you want to enter the Pyramid of Khufu, and the gate there is guarded by our family."

Rajidev II glanced nervously at Bella from time to time, and it was obvious that he was a little scared.

"Sir Gamp told you about my other identity?" Voldemort asked again.

Rajidev swallowed and nodded vigorously.

"Do you think I will use Legilimency to cast a spell?" Voldemort asked again.

"Actually, I'm not afraid of Legilimency and reciting spells, because I'm also a Reticent."

Rajidev showed a stiff smile, and under Voldemort's gaze, he said with some fear, "But I'm afraid that you will use the Cruciatus Curse against me, because for some special reasons, I am very afraid of pain."

Voldemort suddenly felt that the silly boy in front of him became a little cute.

How can I tell my own weaknesses? Is this because I have no social experience at all?
"Why didn't your grandfather come?" Voldemort asked after motioning Bella to put away his wand.

"He is conducting magic research, so this part of the work of opening the door to the wizard of the Pyramid of Khufu was entrusted to me." Rajdev II said.

"Are we the first wave of explorers you have ushered in?" Voldemort asked.

Rajdev II squeezed out a smile and said, "The first wave, sir."

Voldemort looked at Bella, who shrugged at him.

In the eyes of the two, the little guy in front of them is really nothing to be afraid of.

"Okay, Rajdev II, take us to the pyramid." Voldemort looked at the silly boy again and said with a smile.

He was happy, naturally not because of the silly boy in front of him.

To his delight, the tinnitus had disappeared.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Sylvester, my ancestor asked me to ask you if you intend to go to his place."

Rajdev II did not lead the way immediately, but raised a question.

This made Voldemort hesitate, he thought for a moment and asked: "Rajidev, if I remember correctly, this should be the name of a pharaoh."

"Yes, sir, that is my ancestor." Rajdev II said proudly.

Voldemort turned his head and looked at Bella, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

"Your family has lasted for more than 4000 years?" Bella asked in surprise.

"Yes, ma'am." Rajdev nodded proudly again.

"If this is the case, then let's visit Rajdev I. After all, this is an invitation from the head of a wizard family with a history of more than 4000 years."

Voldemort smiled and agreed, while suppressing the surprise deep in his heart.

"Hold me, you two, and I'll Apparate you there."

As Rajidev said, he took the initiative to open his arms to facilitate the pull between Voldemort and Bella.

The two looked at each other, and one of them held each other's forearm in tacit understanding, which almost instantly controlled Rajdev II's ability to move.

In this regard, Rajdev II just put on a sad face helplessly, and then chanted a spell and took the two away.

And Voldemort noticed that Rajdev used very old spells, and the drawn-out syllables were extremely uncomfortable.

But in effect, it is exactly the same as Apparition.

"Whoosh."

When the three of them appeared again, they were already in a spacious stone hall.

The main hall is supported by thick pillars dotted with gold, and several diamond-shaped skylights are opened on the ceiling to let the hot sunlight shine in.

Taking advantage of the light, Voldemort looked at the figure busy in front of the cauldron above the main hall, and the few poorly dressed people waiting beside him—Muggles?
"Don't be surprised, Mr. Sylvester, those are slaves who have served us for generations. You don't have to treat them like ordinary Muggles."

Rajidev seemed very afraid that Voldemort would cast an Imperius Curse on those Muggles, so he quickly explained.

And his words also caught the attention of the busy figure beside the crucible.

The man turned his head and looked down at Voldemort with rather complicated eyes.

"kindness?"

Voldemort frowned, a little puzzled by the complexity in this man's eyes.

In his memory, he had never met this Rajdev I.

"Dear guest, welcome to come."

Rajdev I spoke, his voice was old and unappealing, but the excitement in the words could still be heard.

"Rajdev I, nice to meet you."

Restraining the doubts in his heart, Voldemort replied.

At the same time, his gaze glanced at the snake-belly-like ornament protruding from the back of this person's neck and covering almost his entire head.

This family's clothing and jewelry are the same as those of the ancient Egyptians in the murals.

"I invited you here because I heard that you are going to explore the Pyramid of Khufu."

Rajdev I said as he stepped down from the high platform, "I happen to have something here, which may help you go deeper there."

Voldemort frowned, and a proverb suddenly came to mind:
There is no free lunch in the world.

"Really?" Voldemort said with a smile, "I don't know what I have to pay for it?"

"If you find the Veil of Faith, I hope you will give me a small piece."

Rajdev squeezed out a chrysanthemum-like smile on his wrinkled face, "That's exactly what I need."

(End of this chapter)