Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 332 Fantasy Lost Realm
"Boom, bang, bang..."

When Voldemort pushed Bella out of the memory corridor, the torches on both sides of the corridor lit up one by one.

"Master, woo, master..."

Bella, who woke up from her memory, turned around and hugged Voldemort tightly.

Voldemort patted her on the back to comfort her, and looked at the hall not far away.

This is the second largest hurdle in the pyramid, which has been cleared by the Silent Man, but Voldemort doesn't think he can easily pass it.

The biggest problem is that this magic will put people in an extremely real illusion.

And this illusion will be created based on the memory of the lost.

Voldemort's memory is very complicated, Lin Zuo and Riddle each have half.

If the magic chose Riddle's memory in the end, Voldemort felt that it would not be a big problem.

Whether it's Riddle's calmness or his inattention, he can break this kind of magic.

But if the other party chooses to use Lin Zuo's memory, Voldemort thinks that he is likely to be addicted to it.

"Bella, you have to take this level seriously."

Voldemort slowly pushed Bella away, bent slightly to look at her, and said seriously, "Don't succumb to fate, Bella, you can do it, right?"

He hopes that Bella can play a role in this level, after all, her memory is fixed.

And he dared to be [-]% sure.

Bellatrix Lestrange, definitely wasn't obsessed with life with Rodolphus Lestrange.

Her love for herself and her unwillingness to be ordinary are the magic weapon for her to get out of the fantasy world.

"I firmly believe, master, that I will return to you, no matter how difficult it is."

Bella, with red eyes, said firmly.

The corners of Voldemort's mouth twitched in a satisfied smile.

Bella never lets herself down.

"Then, let me suspend the magic mechanism here, Bella."

Voldemort turned around, took out his wand, pressed it against the stone doorframe, and then began to say a difficult spell.

As the incantation was chanted, the spell began to work, and mist rose from the tip of the wand.

The mist moved with the wand, evenly covering the entire door frame.

"Rumble..."

In the room of the fantasy world, there was a violent noise.

Those physical organs, as well as the magical organs that can be closed, disappeared in the bang.

"Okay, let's go in."

Voldemort, wand raised, stepped into the room vigilantly first.

Bella followed, almost walking next to him into the room.

But the vigilance of the two was useless. After entering the room, they were not attacked.

"It reminds me of Dumbledore's Mirror of Erised."

Looking at the magnificent mirror erected in the center of the room, Voldemort couldn't help but speak.

"Do you like life at Hogwarts?" Bella asked curiously.

"Hogwarts?"

Voldemort walked cautiously towards the fantasy world, and said softly, "No, Bella, I just like the days of studying magic with Dumbledore."

"You have to know that when your magical strength and knowledge reach a certain level, it will be difficult to find someone who can match you, and Dumbledore just can."

While speaking, he had already come to the mirror and looked closely at the divine inscription on the frame.

"But he is your enemy." Bella said after coming over.

Voldemort turned to look at her, smiled, and said, "I hope it's a bosom friend."

Bella was slightly taken aback, but Voldemort had stopped smiling.

"Okay, Bella, calm down and be ready to be pulled into the illusion at any time. We will discuss Dumbledore in the future."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he looked at the divine script again, and he saw two words from it:

life, destiny.

They are all big-proposition vocabulary, but they fit well with the setting of Fantasia Mirror.

"Okay, master, I will..."

Halfway through Bella's words, she suddenly froze in place.

Voldemort turned his head, and saw her looking upright like himself in the mirror.

And the expression on her face also began to change slowly.

"Tom, this is our boy."

She suddenly murmured, leaving Voldemort stunned.

Well, Bella's memory has been tampered with directly, it seems that she can't count on it.

Voldemort shook his head with a wry smile, looked at the mirror, and looked at himself in the mirror.

In the next second, the world around him changed drastically.

……

Huaguo, Jincheng.

"It's going to rain."

Lin Zuo looked up at the sky and murmured.

"Let's go, it's time for the pregnancy test."

The big belly woman next to him, that is, his wife, said.

"Oh yes, quicken your pace."

Lin Zuo said with a smile, and at the same time pulled out the folding umbrella that had been prepared there from the lower edge of the backpack at the back.

"Boom."

The folding umbrella is opened, and there is a cute cartoon snake on the black umbrella surface.

But what is more noticeable is that the umbrella surface of this umbrella is surprisingly large.

"It's not raining yet, Fatty." The pregnant woman complained dissatisfied.

"Be prepared, fat man." Lin Zuo said with a smile, speeding up his pace to catch up with his wife.

The two fought each other all the way to the end of the road.

When they passed the third red street light, the rain began to fall, and Lin Zuo hurriedly held the umbrella behind the pregnant woman as if lovingly.

The big umbrella was originally enough to cover the two of them, but Lin Zuo held the umbrella close to the back of the pregnant woman's head, which caused his little body to fall outside the umbrella.

"When I'm not pregnant, you don't hold an umbrella for me like this." The pregnant woman complained.

"When you grabbed the umbrella with me, you never relented." Lin Zuo immediately replied.

"I did it for your own good." The pregnant woman said, "Get in the rain properly to strengthen your physique."

"What are you doing to strengthen your physique? To defend the motherland?" Lin Zuo said.

"No, defend me."

"You can even beat me, you don't need my defense."

"Snapped."

"Ah, you kicked me."

"you deserve it."

The two played and played all the way, walked for more than ten minutes, and entered the Maternity and Infant Hospital.

After a series of examinations, his wife and the baby in his womb are all healthy. Lin Zuo is very satisfied with the results.

It's just that the rain outside is getting heavier, and they have to take a taxi home.

But in this weather, taxis are in short supply, and the two waited for a long time in front of the hospital foyer, but they did not arrive.

"Drop one."

Lin Zuo said to his wife, but he didn't have any hope in his heart.

There are not as many online car-hailing services in small cities as there are in big cities.

Coupled with being squeezed out by taxis, this industry has declined before it prospered in Jincheng.

"No."

The wife, who fiddled with the phone for a while, turned her head and pouted.

"This year, my husband is working hard to earn money, and he will buy you a car."

Lin Zuo said with a smile, but there was some bitterness in the smile.

"Aren't you making money with your head bowed to change my sister-in-law?"

The wife started to make jokes again, but Lin Zuo smiled, but did not answer the conversation as usual.

The child is about to be born, and he has no regular job, but the burden of life is getting heavier and heavier.

The heavy pressure always made him fall silent from time to time.

His wife leaned towards him understandingly, and the two of them just looked at the street with cars passing by through the rain curtain.

Life is always slightly bitter in peace, and the rare sweetness is just the mutual adjustment between husband and wife.

Inexplicably, Lin Zuo smelled the bitter taste in the rain.

(End of this chapter)