Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 524 The World of the Dark Witch King
"This is where?"

Voldemort spoke, and this was the first question he asked after entering the office.

"Hogwarts."

After "Dumbledore" finished speaking, he laughed to himself.

This is an unsatisfactory answer, and the laughing "Dumbledore" obviously knows it.

So, he followed up with an explanation.

"It's a parallel world to your world, you can call it the world of the Dark Witch King."

"Parallel world?" Voldemort's eyes widened in surprise.

He had guessed that this was an illusion, or a dream, but he had never thought of a parallel world.

Because this answer... is too sci-fi.

Even though Lin Zuo's memory and thinking did have thoughts in this regard, Voldemort had already vetoed that conjecture.

But now...

"The world of the Dark Witch King..."

Voldemort muttered the second keyword, and looked at "Dumbledore" in front of him.

He and the familiar Dumbledore are like the other side of the mirror.

The former has a generous temperament and gorgeous clothes, but this one doesn't look good, and the clothes are relatively simple.

Plus this "Hogwarts" style...

"Are you the Dark Witch King?" Voldemort asked the second question.

"Yes, I am the Dark Witch King."

"Dumbledore" said, waving the Elder Wand in his hand, and the Pensieve flew over from not far away.

He tapped the Elder Wand to his temple, and then scattered silver threads into the Pensieve.

And just when Voldemort was about to get up and enter the Pensieve to pay attention to the memory of the other party, he was stopped by the other party.

"I don't have the habit of letting people look at my memory casually, Tom, don't compare me with the one you know."

"Dumbledore" turned up the corner of his mouth, revealing a somewhat ferocious smile.

This smile made Voldemort very uncomfortable, but he still held back the discomfort in his heart and watched the other party.

"It's okay to look at it this way, Tom, you have to make the magic 'live'."

"Dumbledore," said, waving the Elder Wand again.

With the wave of the Elder Wand, the memory in the Pensieve surged out instantly, emitting a silver light, revealing a corner of the memory.

"Damn, damn, Ministry of Magic, Muggles, Grindelwald, you all should die."

In front of the old house belonging to the Dumbledore family in Godric's Hollow, "Dumbledore" roared while hugging his sister's corpse.

Tears of blood flowed from the eyes of "Dumbledore", and the fluctuation of magic power shook everything around.

Young Aberforth is also in the picture, his sad expression slowly turning into fear.

In the next second, "Dumbledore" had Apparated and disappeared holding his sister's body.

"Whoo~~~"

The screen reversed and came to the hall of the Ministry of Magic.

"Dumbledore", with bloodstains on his face, was walking into it step by step with his sister in his arms.

"Who are you and what are you going to do?"

"Albus, what are you doing here?"

"What happened, oh my god, she died?"

People exclaimed and avoided Dumbledore, who looked weird.

"Swoosh~~"

"Dumbledore" in the picture waved his wand, and the statue on the Magic Brothers Fountain in the main hall of the Ministry of Magic came to life, guarding "Dumbledore" with "rumbling" steps.

"I'm going to see the Minister of Magic, I need an explanation."

"Dumbledore" with a stern face said loudly, and the voice echoed in the main hall, frightening all the wizards to stand still.

"There is no one who can fight, hehe."

"Dumbledore" on the opposite side of the Pensieve spoke, looked at himself in the illusion, and said as if reminiscing and mocking.

"Is this the turning point of your fate?" Voldemort asked the third question.

"Fate change?"

"Dumbledore" raised his eyebrows, and shook his head disdainfully, "No, it's not change, but transformation, Tom, for you, the world you live in is your universe, but for me, this is the end of everything."

Voldemort frowned, but made no rebuttal.

Parallel worlds exist, but the so-called main universe may not exist.

Everyone lives in their own world, and for everyone in this world, the world they live in is the main universe.

"This riot made me stay in Azkaban for a long time, and that was the price I paid for my impulse."

"Dumbledore" spoke again, and the riots in the Ministry of Magic slowly ended with his words, and then the picture of Azkaban appeared.

When the screen switched to here, "Dumbledore" had become very thin.

The whole person seemed to be only a skeleton, making the wizard robe on him look empty.

"You know I didn't mean it, Albus." Standing in front of him, Grindelwald said sincerely.

"I know you didn't mean it, Gellert, otherwise you would have died." "Dumbledore" said with a glance at Grindelwald.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Grindelwald looked like he was relieved, and then he said, "Help me, Albus, I know your talent, if we join forces..."

"Do not."

"Dumbledore" rejected him without hesitation.

"Why?" Grindelwald wondered, "Don't you also hate the Ministry of Magic?"

"It has nothing to do with that, Gellert, what I said is that I don't want to join forces." "Dumbledore" shook his head.

"Not joining forces?" Grindelwald looked puzzled, obviously not understanding the meaning of "Dumbledore".

"Yes, Gellert, you now have two choices."

"Dumbledore" in the illusion stood up, took two steps forward to approach Grindelwald, looked down at the other party with a very oppressive attitude and said.

"First, be loyal to me, whether it is your thoughts or your heart, give it all to me, and then act according to my arrangement."

"Second, leave now, but soon I will defeat you, and your believers, and use my power to conquer your mind, heart, and... Jie Jie."

Evil laughter resounded in the illusion, and the picture slowly disappeared.

"Which one did he choose?" Voldemort asked curiously.

"That's not important." "Dumbledore" said dissatisfied, "Go on and read."

The illusion has been updated. It is the battle between "Dumbledore" and Grindelwald. Not surprisingly, "Dumbledore" won.

He then became Minister for Magic and soon became President of the International Federation of Wizards.

After that, he began to slowly infiltrate his power into the Muggle world.

It was a long process, during which Voldemort even saw himself—the self in this world, becoming the craziest supporter of the "Dumbledore" in front of him.

After decades of encroachment, "Dumbledore" broke the [International Statute of Secrecy], allowing the wizarding world to return to human society in a powerful and unrivaled posture.

"It doesn't appear on it, but I guess, behind all the governments on this planet, there is a wizarding platform led by you, right?" Voldemort asked after a moment of silence.

"Yes, I give them the right, without the public knowing." "Dumbledore" said proudly.

Voldemort clicked his tongue secretly, surprised that the blackened "Dumbledore" could do things so perfectly.

And isn't everything he did exactly what he wanted?
"Ten decades... so long."

Thinking of this time span, Voldemort couldn't help sighing.

(End of this chapter)