Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 456 The Death of the Himalayas
The wind and snow were very heavy, and a small group of people struggled to stop and go in the mountains.

They seem to be looking for something, and they will stop from time to time to check the equipment in their hands.

"Sir, I found nothing. If we hadn't guessed wrong, it would most likely not be on the regular path."

A soldier stopped, and the intercom in Tondo's helmet spoke to the officer at the front of the line.

"There is a possibility of guessing wrong, John, but this is the only aircraft that disappeared during that time. We can only make speculations here."

The officer also stopped, leaning on his trekking pole and staring at the endless white world.

Looking for that thing here is really like looking for a needle in a haystack, it's just as hopeless.

"Perhaps the helicopter should come up so that the more powerful detectors can be activated, I think..."

"John, we don't have permission." The captain interrupted.

"Yes, we have some cooperation, don't we?" John said relentlessly.

"No, John, the mysterious man deliberately buried things on the North Slope just to prevent others from obtaining this application. That's very difficult," said the captain.

"But this is, the mysterious person does not involve..."

"Think about his investment, John. The higher-ups feel that he regards this place as his rear. Believe me, he is better than us."

There was a bit of helplessness in the captain's explanation, he was really about to be killed, and this was one of the reasons why that person chose this place.

Very visionary.

Even though they had searched a lot of information about the plane and almost determined its approximate location, it was still difficult to find what they wanted.

"But when will this aimless search end?" John asked painfully.

"Keep it up John, it's important to us."

After the captain finished speaking, he took the initiative to stop the conversation and began to trek forward again.

They stopped and went again until it got dark and they had to stop to set up tents.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The wand waved, the wind and snow were blocked, the tent was built, and the stove was lit.

This group of explorers who looked like soldiers were all composed of wizards.

After being so busy, until the sky completely darkened, they finally had a good night's rest.

"I think I'm going to apply for transfer in a few days, Captain, I've had enough of these days."

In the middle of the night, John held a coffee cup and said while sitting beside the captain's bed.

"Then apply. I don't know how long I can last, maybe a month, or half a year, or... I will write an application tomorrow, haha."

The captain half leaned on the bed, drinking coffee and said with a wry smile.

John stirred the coffee, and the captain's words left him at a loss for what to say, and at this moment, a communicator next to the captain's bed made a "tick, tick" sound.

"It's the communication signal from Team Five."

The captain jumped up from the bed, which caused some coffee to spill, and he deftly flicked his wand to remove the stain before picking up the intercom.

"Five teams and five teams, here are three teams and three teams...I found out...Okay...Okay...Great, we will rush there tomorrow morning."

The captain put down the walkie-talkie excitedly and looked at John excitedly.

"They found..."

"Yes."

The captain said excitedly, and gave an affirmative answer.

The next day, the sky was only getting brighter, and the group got up, packed their clothes, and rushed to the location mentioned by the fifth team.

When they arrived here, two teams had gathered here.

"The number of the three teams, I think we can try to crack it. After all, the mysterious person may not have expected us to find this place." The captain of the fifth team said first.

"I support it." Said the captain of the seventh team who had arrived earlier.

"I also support it." The captain of the third team said excitedly.

No one objected, and the three teams immediately took action.

As the last arrivals, the three teams were assigned to guard work.

The seventh team is responsible for the internal protection, and will take over the work of the third team at an appropriate time.

The fifth team, under the leadership of their captain, directly used magic to detect and dig.

Facing the trap left by the Dark Lord, they had to deal with it carefully, which made the progress of the excavation work extremely slow.

After digging like this for three days, Team Five finally stopped.

"There are magic fluctuations below. I can't determine what kind of trap it is. Someone needs to go down and explore."

The captain of the fifth team came out to explain to everyone, and then led three members of his own team down into the deep pit.

And not long after they went down, there was a muffled sound in the deep pit.

"Boom~~"

The flames soared into the sky, and the captain of the fifth team was blown out. He only had time to say that there was a bomb, and the whole person was silent again.

As for the few companions who went in with him, none of them came out, and their deaths might have been even worse.

"Captain of the third team, you go to stop the avalanche, and I will continue to explore."

The captain of the seventh team said, and ordered a few team members to go down into the deep pit again.

This time they became more cautious. They didn't dare to touch anything after entering. They just went up after a brief inspection.

Such a group of people has been busy for several days without any substantial progress, but at least it has been confirmed that there are no bombs below.

"The captain of the fifth team was too careless. The mysterious man just placed a deceptive magic on the bomb, but he didn't think of it, so..."

The captain of the seventh team didn't say anything, but he could hear that he felt that the fifth team leader died a bit unjustly.

But the captain of the third team didn't think so. Who would have thought that the Dark Lord would use bombs?

If it was him, he might not have made such a defense.

"Anyway, go ahead."

After the captain of the seventh team finished speaking, he led people into the pit again.

This time they didn't face the bomb again, but the magic mechanism of the Dark Lord.

The captain of the seventh team was stumped for three to five days, and at one point even asked the captain of the third team to go down together, but he still couldn't find a way to solve it.

"I'm going to force my way."

That night, he told the captain of the third team what he thought, and the next day, he rushed into the pothole with a few people.

The result of breaking through is to trigger the magic mechanism in the pothole.

Before the scorching sun was in the sky, fierce fire erupted from the pit, and the crowd only had time to hear a few screams before the cave was silent again.

"Use the counter-curse, use the counter-curse quickly, don't let Fiendfire expand, otherwise it will be easy to be discovered."

Two captains died one after another, and the captain of the third team became the leader here, he hurriedly said loudly.

All the wizards had good adaptability, and before the black flame continued to rise, they extinguished Fiendfire with a counter-curse.

"Notify the following, John, we want it." The captain of the third team ordered.

"Don't care about following?" John asked doubtfully, pointing to the east.

"That's why I want it, and I can explain it anyway."

The captain of the third team ordered impatiently, and turned around to approach the pothole, inspecting it from a distance.

(End of this chapter)