Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 511 Soul Eater Curse

When Grindelwald held the honor ceremony at Mamanuca, Sir Gamp had sent over the wax-sealed wooden box left by his ancestors to Voldemort.

The wooden box that has been placed for more than two hundred years has not become old because of the passage of time.

In addition to the old style, its paint surface is still as new.

This makes the text engraved directly above it still clearly visible, which is Ulrich's warning to the world:

Using the Imperius Curse, the Cruciatus Curse, and the Killing Curse is an unforgivable crime.

When Bella read this sentence, Voldemort let out a strange laugh of "Jie Jie".

"He liked these spells the most back then. It seems that he has experienced a lot since I left."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he asked Sir Gamp, "Do you know what happened to him after he was 48 years old?"

"I don't know, Your Majesty."

Sir Gamp said helplessly, "There is very little information about Urick's ancestors in the genealogy, but he really hates these three spells, and even ordered the Ministry of Magic to ban the use of these three spells."

This Voldemort knew about it, and there was the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, which he also built.

"Well, Bella, let me see what this old friend has left for me."

Voldemort spoke expectantly, but Sir Gamp stopped Bella.

He asked to leave first, because in his last words, Urik forbade the children of the family to watch the contents of the wooden box.

"It can't be a curse."

Voldemort laughed and made a joke, and then let Sir Gamp go.

When only Voldemort in the coffin and Bella below were left in the hall, the wooden box was finally opened slowly.

There was no curse in it, just a letter and a scroll full of smear marks.

"Read the letter first, Bella," said Voldemort.

"Okay, master."

Bella responded, coughed lightly, and began to read.

"The one who led me on the path of magic, let me respect the nameless senior.

"Hi, I'm Yurik.

"I think at the end of my life, I won't have the chance to meet you again, but I still miss the research and development of [Soul Devouring Curse].

"So, I put together a volume of my lifelong research on this spell and leave it to you.

"At present, this spell has been used, but there are still many flaws. I only discovered it after actually using it once. I have to say that it was a bad experience.

"I think the fundamental reason why this happens is because this spell appears based on your own state as the starting point for research and development, so it is very special.

"There is no soul but memory, it is really a painful experience, so I dare not spread this spell.

"But it still made me more aware of the horrors of the Killing Curse and what I call the Unforgivable Curse, so I, as Minister of Magic, banned the use of these three spells.

"But I think that people of later generations will not abide by this decree, after all, they are so charming..."

Bella's clear voice resounded in the hall, and Voldemort lay quietly in the coffin and listened.

He didn't expect that Ulrich would succeed, let alone that he made the use of the three Unforgivable Curses illegal in 1717 because he felt evil from this magic.

A little unexpected, but also reasonable.

The contents of the following letters are mostly thoughts and thanks.

It can be seen that Urik is a person with strong feelings. He deeply regrets that he could not see Voldemort again before the end of his life.

This also made Voldemort feel a little heavy, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

"Read Urick's magic scroll to me, Bella, I want to see how the Soul-eating Curse he researched."

Adjust your mood, Voldemort said to Bella again.

"Okay, master."

Bella responded again, and then began to recite the magic scroll that had been modified many times.

The above explains in detail how he perfected the Soul Eater Curse step by step based on Voldemort's simple spell.

Some of these ideas and adjustments seemed surprising even to Voldemort.

"He is a magical genius, and it is the position of the Minister of Magic that has delayed him."

Voldemort couldn't help sighing after reading the lengthy Soul Eater Curse magic scroll.

Bella, on the other hand, fell into a long silence, looking as if she had been startled by the spell.

"Nice Charm, isn't it, Bella?" asked Voldemort.

"Uh...Master, your soul..."

"It has been restored. It took me more than 200 years. Of course, I have to thank this coffin, otherwise I don't know how to restore it." Voldemort interrupted Bella's crying words.

"Huh, that's good, master, it must be hard to be without a soul, right?" Bella seemed to focus on Voldemort's pain forever.

The friendship she showed made Voldemort squirm uncomfortably in his coffin.

"It's okay, it's just that I don't feel heavy enough, as if a gust of wind can blow all of me away."

Voldemort smiled and described his feelings, and then asked Bella's opinion on the Soul Eater Curse—he didn't want Bella to focus on himself, and he didn't know how to respond because he was too slow to express his feelings.

"That's not a good spell."

Bella said without hesitation, "It deprives the opponent's soul by sacrificing its own soul. Although it is powerful enough, it is worthless just thinking about it. We have more ways to kill the enemy, don't we?"

"Indeed, but it's powerful enough, isn't it?" Voldemort asked, agreeing.

Bella was silent for a while, and said: "If I exchange my soul for Dumbledore's soul, it may be considered profitable, but Dumbledore is no longer around, and no one is worthy of me using this spell. "

Voldemort laughed helplessly. He didn't expect that Bella still regards Dumbledore as an enemy even today.

That's right, during the years that Bella followed her, only Dumbledore was an unavoidable hurdle.

This even makes other people seem a little ineffective.

"Perhaps. Strictly control this magic. I don't want any fool to use his soul to entrust me into the water, although that won't do anything to me."

Having experienced a soul death, Voldemort has a deeper understanding of the soul.

To some extent, he already believed that the soul, like the body, is no longer an existence that must be relied on.

Memory is the real core.

Of course, this is only for him. After all, not everyone has a memory world.

And before he died last time, he didn't expect that the memory world could actually drag his memory away from the soul and exist alone.

This gave him an extra means of escape, but he didn't laugh at it.

Only those who have experienced drifting in the state of memory can perceive that helplessness.

"It's really the god of death, did you leave this coffin for me?"

So Voldemort thought before falling asleep again.

(End of this chapter)