Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 537 How dare you?
He could not guess Death's purpose, nor could Sir Gamp.

As for Sir Gamp's proposal that he be the leader of the Reticent Men, he also rejected it.

But before leaving the Department of Mysteries, he couldn't help but look around at the other rooms.

The known death room is a place for storing curtains, which is the passage for the god of death to contact believers, and it is also the gate of time and space for the god of death.

The Brain Hall stores the brains of many Riddles from different worlds. Its function is unknown at present, but it is not a boring thing to do.

As for the locked room, the language hall, and the planetary room, it is not yet known what functions they have.

On the other hand, there were many books from different worlds in the office, and Voldemort took some with him before he left.

But he guessed that there must be many worlds in this book, which have been destroyed by death.

As soon as she returned to Gaunt Castle with the books, Gemma hurried in.

"Mi[-] sent a letter, we can take back August Rookwood."

Gemma's words made Voldemort, who had just stopped, start again, but this time he was not the only one.

Neville led a large number of Death Eaters, and followed him to kill MI[-].

In fact, as soon as he returned, he contacted MI[-], hoping to recall August Rookwood.

Because the number one knight conferred by himself in Azkaban hadn't sent back any information for a long time, he even guessed that August had been killed.

MI[-] did not give a positive reply to his request, but only said that August was on a secret mission and it would take some time before he could leave.

At that time, Voldemort thought about going to war with SI:[-], but it was a rare time of peace, and he had just returned, and his body was still not feeling well, so he had no choice but to give up.

Later, there was a series of events that made him put this matter down.

But now that the news finally came back, he couldn't wait to set off immediately.

Facing a large number of Death Eaters, SI:[-] also seemed a little nervous.

In the dark corridor of SI[-], there were many wizards standing at three steps, obviously guarding against Death Eaters.

Voldemort ignored them, but walked briskly into the depths of the building behind the SI:[-] chief.

I don't know how many turns they turned, and they finally came to a water prison.

"This is the mission you mentioned?"

Although I haven't seen August yet, this scene can imagine what August has experienced during this time.

Being in a water prison can't be tortured, can it?
The biggest possibility is to be tortured by these guys.

"Some internal reasons, Your Majesty, you know we hadn't reconciled at that time." The chief of MI[-] said hypocritically.

Voldemort twitched the corner of his mouth, and said nothing, but motioned the other party to quicken his pace.

Amidst the sound of wading through the water, everyone walked forward in silence, and finally stopped in front of a prison cell.

"Crench."

The heavy iron door opened, and Voldemort saw August hanging on the cross at a glance.

Without entering the dungeon, just by taking a look from afar, Voldemort was sure he was dead.

Looking coldly at the chief of MI[-], the latter just smirked hypocritically.

He entered the dungeon without saying a word, and took a close look at August's body.

There are many wounds visible to the naked eye, welts, burns, and it should be all kinds of punishments.

Voldemort slowly reached out to touch his head, closed his eyes and felt his soul.

Gone, and completely.

"A dementor's kiss, isn't it?"

Voldemort's cold voice sounded in the water prison, and the chief of SI:[-], who was covering his nose with a handkerchief, nodded.

"Good eyesight, Your Majesty."

There seemed to be endless ridicule in the teasing words.

"Damn."

Little Crouch was the first to roar, and quickly drew out his wand.

And following his actions, the opponent immediately took precautions.

Voldemort waved his hand, stopping Crouch Jr.

At that moment, he had the urge to allow little Crouch to provoke a war, but considering the plan of Reaper and others, he gave up again.

But as soon as he chose to give up, Voldemort frowned again.

"What if this is the temptation of the upcoming Grindelwald?"

This guess immediately plunged Voldemort into a paradox.

If he gets mad, it is likely to disrupt the plans of Reaper and others.

If he doesn't get mad, Grindelwald may see the truth.

The two conflicting plans did not give him much time to think.

If he thinks too much, he will also be peeped into his thoughts by the person in front of him.

"How dare you?"

After a brief pause of half a second, Voldemort spoke slowly.

That cold tone made many wizards shudder.

Whether it is an enemy or one of our own, there is always fear in the face of Voldemort with strange voices.

"Sorry, Your Majesty, when you informed us, he had already been kissed by a dementor."

The chief of MI[-] also put away his teasing tone, straightened his chest and said apologetically, "We have been trying to revive him during this time, and even dissected several dementors for this, but it's a pity..."

"call."

Before he could finish speaking, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Voldemort.

It's Hoddle, he has now turned into a young man, but his cold aura and the fading happiness of the people around him still prove his identity.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to start a war, peace is hard-won."

The chief of SI[-] looked quite nervous, he waved his hand back as he spoke.

Voldemort looked at the two wizards being escorted suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.

"They activated Dementor's Kiss without authorization. You can check their memories. I'm not lying." The chief of SI[-] said.

Voldemort was silent for a moment, waving his wand to check the memories of the two.

Sure enough, what people said was that they acted on their own initiative, and the reason was that they had never seen the Dementor's Kiss.

And that time point was indeed before Voldemort's resurrection.

Voldemort certainly didn't think that was the real reason.

He even felt that this false memory was created by means of that Grindelwald.

But it does give him a step up from having to get his hands dirty before the big fight starts.

He didn't know if that Grindelwald would come, and before that, he didn't want another large-scale Maw conflict in this world.

"I need more, kid. August is my number one knight. His life cannot be offset by two wizards."

As Voldemort spoke, his wand nodded on the heads of the two bound wizards.

The green light flickered twice, and the two of them fell limply to the ground without a sound.

This easy way of killing, even some wizards who have experienced war experience, couldn't help but look at Voldemort more.

"What do you want?" asked the chief of SI[-].

"More." Voldemort didn't give an answer, but his attitude of making a fuss about this matter was quite obvious.

In this regard, the director of MI[-] can only agree, but this needs to be negotiated with the government, so Voldemort and others left with August's body.

It doesn't make any sense to spend it here any longer. Since you decide not to do it, you must learn to be patient.

　Two changes today

　　
　
(End of this chapter)