Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 522 Lifting the Curtain
"He..."

Nick Flamel murmured, as if he had seen the other person before.

And just when Voldemort cast his puzzled eyes on his face, what he saw was indeed a strange expression on Nick Flamel's old face.

"You'll know the answer soon, Voldemort, but I think it's better for that person to tell you."

As Nick Flamel said, he carried the oil lamp and walked towards the dark place under the starry sky.

"Can't you tell us directly?" Voldemort followed in his footsteps and asked disdainfully.

"Of course, but it's too...difficult to explain. In fact, I don't fully understand what's going on, but I think that person can explain it clearly." Nick Flamel stopped and said.

"Who is that man?" Voldemort asked.

"A person you are familiar with yet unfamiliar, don't worry, Dark Lord, you will see him soon, all of this is his arrangement."

Nick Flamel began to walk forward again, and Voldemort and Bella could only keep up.

"Familiar and unfamiliar, Mr. Flamel, can't you just tell me his name?" Voldemort suppressed the irritability in his heart and said as politely as possible.

"It's still the same reason, Dark Lord, I haven't figured out all this myself, please forgive me."

Nick Flamel's voice was full of helplessness, and it could be heard that he didn't want to create any sense of mystery, but his heart was really full of confusion, and he couldn't explain it all.

Seeing this, Voldemort could only shut his mouth helplessly, and when he stopped talking, Bella spoke.

"Mr. Flamel, what you just said about the essence of magic means that all the spells used by wizards are actually carried out through this magic net?" Bella's face was still full of surprise, obviously she was a little hard to accept this result.

On the other hand, Voldemort didn't feel much about it. He and Dumbledore had already seen this essence.

In fact, if the two of them were not too busy at that time, and MI[-] was looking for troubles, maybe as they studied the "language of the world" more deeply, they would also be able to discover the magic net.

Or, they can skip the magic net and directly come into contact with the more essential "language of the world".

"It can be said that, Ms. Bella, but not all of them. For example, the Transfiguration spell developed by Principal Dumbledore before his death, it skipped the magic net and directly talked to the 'world'.

"Of course, there are Silent Spells and Porto, but they failed to completely cross the magic net, but only grasped the essence of the magic node."

Nick Flamel gave a lot of long-winded explanations, Bella was a little confused, but Voldemort understood it very well.

Just thinking of Dumbledore, he lost the desire to continue the conversation, so he didn't say anything.

The three of them started to walk in silence. After walking for an unknown distance, an old stone wall appeared in front of them.

"arrive."

Nick Flamel said something, and then approached the stone wall to study.

"Looking for what?" Bella asked closer.

"The gap should be over there."

Nick Flamel explained while pointing to the right.

Bella had a puzzled look on her face, as if she didn't understand how Nick Flamel could see that the gap was on the right.

"crack."

Voldemort explained, "The denser the cracks on the stone wall, the closer to the direction of the gap."

Bella listened, staring at the stone wall, and noticed that there were indeed cracks on it.

"The talent to see the essence, is this an instinct?" Nick Flamel stopped curiously, looked back at Voldemort and asked.

Voldemort was taken aback by his question, frowned and thought for a moment, "Maybe."

Nick Flamel shrugged and continued to walk along the ancient wall to the right.

The three of them walked along the stone wall for a long time, and finally saw a not-so-big gap.

As soon as the gap appeared in front of his eyes, Voldemort raised his eyebrows.

"Found it?" Nick Flamel asked.

"It looks like it was dug out from here?" Voldemort asked.

Nick Flamel nodded, and said again: "Then, please call it over, I think you can do it now, right?"

Voldemort nodded, then slowly closed his eyes and meditated, summoning the "door" that should have been in the gap.

After a while, a phantom slowly appeared, then slowly became real, and finally turned into a solid entity.

It was the veil, which just appeared to block the gap in the stone wall.

The two left and right gateposts fit tightly with the stone wall.

"So it came from here."

Voldemort slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with surprise.

"The veil is the link between the magic net and the world, and it is also the 'gate' that encloses the magic net."

Nick Flamel explained, looking back at Voldemort deliberately, "Of course, it still has a special effect on you, right?"

Voldemort said nothing, just nodded.

"Have you brought the Elder Wand?" Nick Flamel looked at Bella again, "I need it to open the curtain."

"it's here."

Bella answered, taking the Elder Wand out of her pocket.

Nick Flamel gently held it in his hand and looked at it several times, as if it was his old friend.

Then he swung his wand, and immediately a magical node fell from the sky, burrowing into the topmost sphere of the Elder Wand.

The orb at the top lit up, and the Elder Wand seemed to be more charged with magic.

Nick Flamel didn't stop there, he waved his wand again, another magic node fell from the sky, and fell on the second sphere of the Elder Wand.

This was repeated several times until all the balls on the Elder Wand lighted up, and then Nick Flamel stopped what he was doing.

"It is said that the God of Death used this wand when he made the magic net, so it is also the only way to open the veil."

Nick Flamel whispered, as if speaking to Voldemort, but also as if speaking to himself.

He seems to always talk like this, I don't know if it's because he's old or it's just a habit of his.

But he spoke like this, as if he didn't need to be answered at all.

For having said that, he took the glowing Elder Wand and pointed it at the veil that was never fully opened.

"This is the 'gate' to another world, the Dark Lord, that person taught me this way, let me take you there, but I don't know exactly how to walk through this door, but he said you walked through ,Right?"

The curtain was raised, revealing the endless darkness behind. Nick Flamel turned his head to look at Voldemort, and asked with doubts in his expression.

"Yeah, I know the way it used to be, it's just ... my body probably needs to stay here."

As Voldemort said, he took a deep breath and mobilized the memory world to slowly leave the newly acquired body and the newly recovered soul.

Yes, if you want to go to another place, your soul cannot follow you.

Only pure memory can pass through this "narrow gate".

(End of this chapter)