Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 359
It was the first time to see such a vigorous Voldemort, and Dumbledore was stunned for a moment.

"Well said, master, we are waiting for your change."

Old Crabbe waved his arms and shouted loudly, like a member of the atmosphere group in a disco.

Under his leadership, the other Death Eaters also shouted hello.

Those Death Eaters who had just come here and were still somewhat restrained reintegrated into this big family in such an atmosphere.

Voldemort nodded to old Crabbe in satisfaction, thinking that I would teach you how to use Fiercefire, you old boy can finally do something serious.

"What's wrong with you here?"

Dumbledore, who woke up from the sluggishness, blamed himself for not being able to say some witty words, and asked while pointing to his left eye.

Voldemort naturally knew that what the other party was talking about was his left eye with a single lens.

After pushing and pushing, there were still some unaccustomed single lenses, Voldemort said, "Can't guess?"

Dumbledore didn't nod or shake his head, he thought for a moment, raised his eyebrows and said, "The eyes of the basilisk."

Voldemort nodded, and blinked the strange-looking eyes behind the monocle.

The eyeballs in those pupils actually closed and shrank left and right when he blinked, looking extremely pervasive.

"Control this power well, and be careful of being backlashed." Dumbledore said with some concern, "You know the troubles of blood wizards."

Voldemort nodded, accepting the other party's kind reminder.

"It's all right, I'm leaving," said Dumbledore.

Voldemort didn't nod, but looked straight at the other person and asked, "Will you be looking for my other Horcruxes?"

Dumbledore didn't answer right away, he thought for a while and said, "It should still be possible, even if you have changed, but to be honest, it's hard for me to feel at ease."

"But this time you are very cooperative," said Voldemort.

Dumbledore snorted, unable to tell what he wanted to express from his expression.

"There is one more thing I want to ask you." Voldemort said solemnly.

"You say, but I may not answer." Dumbledore said.

Voldemort nodded, but instead of asking questions immediately, he drew a magical barrier with the Elder Wand, separating the two of them from the Death Eaters.

"I want to know how the Dumbledore family relied on their blood to summon the Phoenix."

Voldemort stared at Dumbledore's face, and from it he saw no surprise.

"When I entered the game, when I saw you using the flesh and blood resurrection potion, I thought of this possibility."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he frowned and thought.

It could be seen that this question troubled him.

"Ok."

Dumbledore, who was silent for a long time, sighed and said, "Actually, even if I don't say it, you may summon your own phoenix sometime in the future."

Voldemort didn't respond, just looked at the other and waited for his answer.

"I summoned Fawkes when I was practicing transfiguration. At that time, all the magic power in my body was boiling, and she just appeared." Dumbledore said.

"Just let the magic boil?" Voldemort asked puzzled.

If it's really that simple, why haven't I heard that Aberforth had a phoenix, nor did I hear that Dumbledore's father had a phoenix.

"More than that, Voldemort."

Dumbledore waved his hand, a spark exploded in the enchantment, and then Fox appeared.

"Like all magical creatures, they are attracted by magic power, and they only submit to wizards whose magic power is stronger than theirs. Therefore, this requires deep magic power support."

A look of amazement appeared on Voldemort's face, and then he waved the Elder Wand impatiently.

Green light began to condense on the wand. The magic chosen by Voldemort was the most terrifying Killing Curse among the three Unforgivable Curses.

Dumbledore shook his head and exited the barrier, and the Death Eaters not far away were also attracted by the amazing magic power on the Elder Wand.

"Huh...huh..."

As Voldemort flicked the Elder Wand, the green light dragged out a long tail and made a frightening whistling sound.

"Too strong."

"I have no idea how to resist such a spell."

"Resist? God, what are you thinking, run away when you see it."

The Death Eaters talked a lot, but Voldemort didn't care what they said.

This seemingly powerful Killing Curse still failed to completely boil his magic power.

"Avada Kedavra……"

He had to shout the spell and increase the output of magic power again.

"Boom~~"

There was a sound of magic shock in Voldemort's body.

Stimulated by this, the green light at the tip of the Elder Wand burst into a more dazzling light, turning the walls of the entire cave into green.

"I feel like my soul is being sucked away by that green light."

"This power is too strong, everyone backs up."

"Be safe, be careful that the Dark Lord can't control the curse."

A group of Death Eaters retreated amidst the noise, and Dumbledore also cautiously stayed away from Voldemort.

"Avada Kedavra~~"

Voldemort uttered the curse again, and his voice began to echo through the cavern.

"Wow~Wow~"

The tide-like sound of sea water sounded in his body, it was the perpetual magic power, echoing in the magic corridor he built for the death curse.

"Zizi...Zizi..."

From the core of the eye-stinging green light, green light like mist and electricity shot out, making a sound like an electric arc.

"Avoid those green electric arcs, which have the effect of killing curses."

shouted Dumbledore, and retreated to the lake first.

The Death Eaters didn't dare to be brave, they scattered and retreated, spreading around the island in the middle of the lake.

"Boil, my magic power."

Voldemort yelled, mobilizing the magic again.

"Woo~ woo~~"

At the core of the green light, there suddenly came a low-pitched sound like a flute.

"Puff~"

Not long after it appeared, Fawkes, who had landed on Dumbledore's shoulder, suddenly flapped his wings and flew up, flying around the green light.

"Come out, Phoenix."

Voldemort's low voice was filled with the hysteria after trying his best.

"Whoosh."

A figure suddenly flew out from the green light, and shot towards Fox with electricity.

"Boom."

The two figures collided, and the fiery Fawkes whimpered and flew towards Dumbledore.

"Whoosh."

The Killing Curse on the tip of Voldemort's wand finally soared into the sky uncontrollably, and plunged into the ceiling of the cave, creating an extremely small but very deep hole.

Not having time to pay attention to the effects of the spell, Voldemort's gaze eagerly turned to the figure hovering proudly in the air.

A dark flame burns on the gorgeous feathers.

At one glance, Voldemort recognized Fiendfire.

Fiendfire?

The flame burning by a phoenix is ​​actually Fiendfire?

Voldemort's eyes were filled with shock, as were Dumbledore and the Death Eaters.

"Woo~~~~~~~"

Xiao Le continued to sing, shocking everyone behind him, followed the Phoenix with his eyes, and landed on Voldemort.

"Om."

The moment the phoenix landed on Voldemort's shoulder, a foot-high Fiendfire ignited on Voldemort's body.

Not only did Fiendflame fail to harm Voldemort, but on the contrary, the phoenix's cry resounded from him.

For a moment, the sound of flute music echoed melodiously in the cave.

It seems to be playing a melodious movement for Voldemort's resurrection.

[The third volume of the Dark Lord and the Resurrection is completed]

　Thanks to classmate Zhang Zidong for the reward, and I still owe classmate Zhang Zidong two chapters, classmate Happy Angel one chapter, classmate Qin Bai Chixue one chapter, and chapters such as monthly tickets, recommendations, evaluations, and rewards that should be thanked to everyone in the past two months. The days have stabilized and will be added one by one.

　　According to the outline, there are still two volumes in this book, and it should be finished in one month at the fastest, and two months at the slowest.

　　Time is always too fast, thank you for your support all the time, I will try my best to stabilize the style I have always maintained in the final finishing stage, and handle the final battle well.

　　Finally, thank you again for your support.

　　Bow to thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)