Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 331 Memory Corridor
Holding the brass bell presented by Rajdev I, Voldemort and Bella, led by Rajdev II, entered the Pyramid of Khufu through a secret passage.

"I can only send you here."

Before a three-way intersection, Rajdev II stopped in his tracks, "For the rest of the journey, according to the ancestral precepts of the Rajdev family, we are forbidden to step in."

"Guarded for generations, but not allowed to step in?" Voldemort asked, "Why?"

"I don't know, sir, but maybe when I become Rajdev I, I will know the answer." Rajdev II said.

Voldemort nodded, looking at the passage leading to the pyramid.

"Then come here, Rajdev II. If I get the veil of faith, I will fulfill my promise."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he walked into the tunnel without looking back.

Bella also nodded goodbye to the other party, followed in Voldemort's footsteps.

Rajdev II, on the other hand, looked at Voldemort with complicated eyes before retreating into the previous secret passage.

"boom."

The secret passage is closed and the Sanchakou disappears.

The tight stone walls make it impossible to see the existence of secret passages.

At this time, Voldemort and Bella had entered the Pyramid of Khufu along the corridor.

Row upon row of torches were planted on the wall of the corridor that could not be seen at the end.

"Be vigilant, but don't act rashly."

Voldemort reminded Bella softly, while silently counting the number of torches in his heart.

"Okay, master."

Bella's voice came from behind him, but Voldemort didn't look back.

When he came to the seventh pair of torches, Voldemort stopped and lit the left and right torches with his wand.

"Rumble..."

The sound of mechanism vibrating came from the corridor, and the floor in front of him rolled, revealing a black basalt floor.

"Don't worry, wait for a while."

Voldemort reached out to stop Bella, who wanted to overtake him to find the way, "How to face the magic of the memory corridor, remember?"

"Remember, Master." Bella licked her lips and said, "It will ignite my most fearful memory, so as to force me to turn back, and prompt me to be swallowed by the unknown darkness."

Voldemort nodded and said, "I'm ahead, if you can't resist the fear in your memory, don't look back, look forward, I'm in front."

"Master, let me..."

"I'm ahead."

Voldemort interrupted her and stepped into the place where the eighth pair of torches had been after confirming that the floor had been turned over within sight.

"call."

The floor under his feet sank, and a fresh wind blew out from it, blowing out all the torches in the corridor from near to far.

"Whoosh."

Voldemort flicked his wand, trying to cast the Illuminating Charm.

But something weird happened, and the magic seemed to have lost its effect here.

"Sure enough, you can't use magic here, Bella, follow my footsteps."

Voldemort said, walking deep into the corridor in the dark.

"Okay, master."

Bella responded, walking quickly behind Voldemort.

The two walked not far away, and there was a decaying smell in the darkness, accompanied by the breeze, which began to echo in the corridor.

Voldemort held his breath, he wanted to try to get rid of this smell, whether he could avoid the magic damage in the memory corridor.

But this obviously didn't work, and soon his memory came flooding back.

"Jie Jie Jie~~~"

Terrifying laughter rang in my ears.

In the darkness, Voldemort's eyes suddenly became strange.

"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll stop him—"

The familiar voice, not only did Voldemort feel no terror in his heart, but instead gave birth to a sense of absurdity.

This is my scariest memory?

"Is it because of death?"

Voldemort guessed, but there was no trace of terror in his heart.

Light began to appear in the darkness, and Voldemort seemed to be falling into the memory of the past.

He decisively mobilized the power of the memory world, swallowing his own memory in an instant.

For a moment, Voldemort's mind was empty, but then he placed his consciousness in the world of memory, and through it he manipulated his body.

The light that had just turned on disappeared in an instant, and there was no more sound in my ears.

"That's it?"

Voldemort waited for a while, seeing no more auditory or visual hallucinations, he couldn't help questioning.

He walked forward slowly, but deliberately increased the sound of his footsteps so that Bella behind could follow.

After walking forward for more than ten meters, nothing unusual was seen.

"The memory world has completely conquered the memory corridor, it seems that I am too cautious."

Voldemort was thinking, when suddenly there was a cry behind him.

"Illusion?"

Voldemort thought warily, but then realized that was not the case.

The crying sound came from Bella.

"No, it's impossible, how could the master die, the master must have been hidden by you, it must be..."

Bella's voice grew louder, until she finally took out her wand and waved it.

Voldemort could hear the wand waving behind him, but he couldn't turn his head.

The memory corridor makes people fall into horrible memories, but this is not its only means of killing.

Even, this method is just to force people to turn back.

Once turning back, the unique magic in this corridor will devour the person's soul.

According to the records in the information given by the Silent Man, this magic is unbreakable.

This kind of magic effect, just like the magic mechanism I designed in the cave, belongs to the rule magic that must be followed.

"To the bone."

Bella yelled behind him, waving her wand frantically, "Alice, tell me, where is my master, tell me."

Voldemort's brow furrowed, he felt that he couldn't let Bella sink any further.

"Bella, wake up, Bella..."

He kept calling, but it had no effect at all.

Voldemort started to back up until he was behind Bella, holding her body firmly and not letting her turn back.

"Oh, master, my master, you did not keep your promise, what you said, what you said..."

Bella suddenly knelt limply on the ground, it seemed that she was caught in a different memory.

Voldemort grabbed the back of her head with one hand and grabbed her collar with the other, trying to drag her backwards.

"Daenerys, you must die, you must die...Avada Kedavra..."

Bella's roar suddenly nailed Voldemort in place.

This memory feels like Bella used the killing curse on Daenerys.

However, he knew nothing about it.

"Master, don't pull me, I can persist, I can..."

Bella woke up abruptly, but before Voldemort asked her anything, she fell into the terrifying memory again and shouted indiscriminately.

Voldemort was a little hesitant, should he drag him back, or bring him forward?

Two options, difficult to decide for a while.

There are many crises in the Pyramid of Khufu, and he doesn't want to go alone.

It's not that I'm afraid of being alone, it's just that there are a lot of magic, and I have to resist it with my life.

That's why he brought Bella here.

People like Lucius, Old Nott, and even Daenerys.

They may not sacrifice their lives for themselves at critical moments.

Only Bella, Voldemort was convinced she could, so he took her into the pyramid.

But the memory of Bella's horror just now made him feel unbearable.

After a moment's hesitation, Voldemort's gaze hardened.

He stepped forward, pushing Bella down the dark corridor.

(End of this chapter)