Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 339
The corridor behind the narrow door is not long, but the room you enter is magical enough.

This is a room without torches, but the light from jellyfish-like creatures floating in the air illuminates the room brightly.

Voldemort stood cautiously at the door of the room, and did not enter rashly.

He watched the trajectories of the jellyfish, but he couldn't see their essence, nor could they find the law of their movement.

As far as the eye can see, the room seems to have no dome.

He couldn't help but probe into the room and look up, making sure that there was no dome in the room.

At a glance, there is no end to the light.

"call."

The jellyfish discovered Voldemort's existence the moment he entered, and began to rush towards him frantically.

Voldemort immediately retracted his head, not letting the jellyfish touch him.

After hesitating for a moment, he slowly stretched out his hand with the long mist rope and entered the room.

"call."

The jellyfish swarmed again and quickly wrapped the probing hand.

Nothing unusual happened, only a slight supple touch came.

Feeling it for a while, Voldemort stepped slowly into the room.

"call."

More jellyfish flocked to him, but they all left after touching him once.

This process went on and on, and Voldemort's eyes were uncomfortably glinted by their lights.

But he resisted the urge to close his eyes, watching more jellyfish rush towards him.

Suddenly, he found a golden jellyfish.

When it rushed towards itself, countless jellyfish emitting white light stepped aside.

"Snapped."

The golden jellyfish charged at Voldemort who hadn't dodged, and finally slapped him hard on the face.

For a moment, Voldemort felt his eyes go dark.

The moment the darkness faded, he peeped into a different world behind the darkness.

"Huha~~huha~~huha~~"

Countless people shouted slogans and pushed huge stones on rolling logs on a vast land.

Voldemort tried to get a better look, but the jellyfish had already left his body after the impact, and the images disappeared with it.

"Snapped."

Voldemort quickly reached out to grab the jellyfish, but the jellyfish dodged so quickly that his grab turned into a slap.

But the moment he was slapped, he fell into the darkness again.

When the darkness disappeared, he saw that world again.

This time, instead of looking at the people who were focusing on lifting the stones, he glanced at the scene of the world.

There are stones all over the mountains, and people all over the mountains.

And behind him, there is a half-built pyramid.

This golden jellyfish actually helped him peep into the world thousands of years ago.

Surprised Voldemort wanted to see more, but the scene flashed by, giving him no time.

But when he regained his vision and tried to catch the golden jellyfish again, he realized that the golden jellyfish had moved away from him and was rushing all the way up.

As it charged upwards, all the white jellyfish began to arrange themselves in pairs, as if ordered.

They are taller than a pair, sticking to the wall like a ladder, circling all the way up.

"Ideological ladder?"

Voldemort muttered the name of the level, wondering how dangerous it was.

At least so far, he has not felt any danger from these stairs.

Moving your gaze upwards, you can see white light circling straight to the sky, and countless golden jellyfish roam freely among the circling white jellyfish.

After waiting for a while, Voldemort, who did not see any more changes, came to the bottom of the ladder.

"Snapped."

Gently put your feet on it and step on it hard, it feels very strong.

Without hesitation, Voldemort walked directly up the stairs made of white jellyfish step by step.

"Clap clap clap..."

In the silent room, there was only the rhythmic footsteps of Voldemort.

"Snapped."

Voldemort, who had walked up more than ten steps, suddenly stopped, because a golden jellyfish was swimming by not far from him.

Without any hesitation, Voldemort reached out to grab the jellyfish.

"Snapped."

Didn't catch it, but got hit by the side.

Voldemort's eyes immediately went dark, and he stabilized his figure, ready to face the world after darkness.

"Snapped……"

The first thing that came into view was a figure tied to a wooden frame and beaten not far away.

Voldemort's eyes just glanced there, and then quickly looked at the panorama.

It is still a vast land, but there are not as many slaves as before, and the pyramid under his feet has entered the capping stage.

"It's all pictures of thousands of years... What does this have to do with thought?"

Voldemort murmured, and stepped up again - he spotted a golden jellyfish hovering on top of dozens of jellyfish steps.

Quickly came to the jellyfish, this time Voldemort didn't want to catch it at all, just stretched out his hand and slapped it.

"Snapped."

The picture appeared after the darkness, but it was not the same as before.

This time, what Voldemort saw was very turbulent, and the subject of his line of sight seemed to be falling infinitely.

Anxious thoughts emerged along with this picture, and the fallen person anxiously wanted to catch something.

Before he took a closer look at that world, everything had disappeared.

"Falling...anxious..."

Voldemort muttered the two words that left the deepest impression on him, looking at the golden jellyfish that had drifted away, his voice was full of regret.

He felt that the scene just now was somewhat familiar, but the sudden fall didn't give him more time to observe.

His eyes moved up, but he didn't see any golden jellyfish within reach on the road.

"Clap clap clap..."

He continued to move upwards, but looked up and down from time to time to observe the movements of the golden jellyfish.

There are a lot of them, but there is no chance as good as before.

In this way, I don't know how far up, Voldemort even tried to turn back and touch the golden jellyfish.

It's just that they all became vigilant, as soon as Voldemort approached, they would quickly move away from him.

Reluctantly, there was no chance of touching again, Voldemort could only go up all the way, without stopping.

During this period, he was also vigilant about whether there would be any danger, but until the light at the end of his sight gradually decreased, there was no danger at all.

"Is this over?"

Stepping on the last pair of jellyfish, Voldemort, who stepped on the solid stone slab, couldn't help murmuring softly.

He couldn't help but have such doubts.

The first few checkpoints sting the memory and pull into the illusion.

The closer the result is to the core, the safer it is. How can such a design make people feel at ease.

"I don't know what the next level will be like."

Voldemort murmured, his eyes became confused again, and he looked away from the sinking jellyfish to the unusually spacious but dark room.

The room may not be enough to describe the spaciousness here.

At least with the light of the sinking jellyfish that hadn't completely disappeared, he couldn't see the boundary of this room at all.

The main hall or the square, perhaps such a name is more suitable for this place.

And just after the light below became dimmer, a strange and obscure light above attracted his attention.

(End of this chapter)