Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 540 Death Comes
After "Draco", the second to come is "Neville".

The first thing he did when he came to this world was to teach Neville how to fight.

Then came "Percy", who also found another self and taught him how to become a qualified politician.

After the three, more acquaintances appeared one after another, which made people overwhelmed.

In view of this, Voldemort also looked for an opportunity to gather reliable people together, and gave a general account of the origins of these people, as well as the existence of parallel worlds.

Everyone was naturally surprised by this, but it was not unacceptable.

Compared with Muggles, wizards are not a bit stronger in accepting all kinds of strange things.

This of course has something to do with magic, because a lot of magic starts with whimsy.

Always be curious.

Although the wizards couldn't figure out who said it first, it was regarded as good advice by the wizards.

And after a lot of people came one after another, finally a few surprising visitors appeared.

"Sirius Black".

Unlike Sirius in this world, this one is a student of Slytherin, and his strength, wisdom and talent are beyond doubt.

After that was "Mad-Eye", this old guy had long since died in this world, and the one in front of him looked older than the one who had died.

But this guy's temper is exactly the same as the Mad-Eye in this world, his mouth is always full of complaints, he can't go out, or the food doesn't go his way, he would mutter a few words.

This made Voldemort avoid talking to anyone else he had more or less talked to.

And after the arrival of "Mad-Eye", there was a pause, and no new one appeared.

This made Voldemort very puzzled, why didn't Luna see him?

For this reason, he asked "Draco", but the answer given by the other party was that only death can answer this question.

And when Voldemort asked when the god of death would come, "Draco" just gave an answer that it would not be too long.

This made Voldemort very dissatisfied, but he could also see that the group of guys in front of him had more than respect for him, but not enough trust.

The helpless Voldemort could only choose to wait. Fortunately, "Draco" was right this time, and the god of death really came soon.

It is still the Pyramid of Khufu, and it is still the same hall.

It's just that the other coffins have disappeared, and there is only one coffin like the one I used back then, floating in the hall.

"Om."

After a brief shock, there was no other sound.

Just when Voldemort was puzzled, the crown was opened silently.

A figure slowly stepped out from inside. To Voldemort's surprise, the one in front of him didn't look like Riddle, but rather resembled Lin Zuo.

"Are you Death?" Voldemort asked in surprise.

"You can say that." Death smiled and nodded, his voice too gentle.

The corners of Voldemort's mouth twitched, as did most of the Death Eaters who followed him.

What they were waiting for was Voldemort's future, but what appeared before them was an... Asian?

What was different from their reaction was that those guys who were somewhat rebellious in front of Voldemort were as obedient as his Death Eaters in front of Death.

Even when Voldemort asked death questions, these guys were all on one knee, face down, and none of them dared to look up.

"Get up, children, and don't be restrained."

The warm words of the god of death resounded in the hall, and then the group of people stood up neatly with a "shua".

But in the face of warm words, no one showed any informality.

"'Draco' stay, everyone else go to their own business, I will call you when needed."

The God of Death gave an order again, and looked at Voldemort, "Thank you for lending me this world. I really don't know how to repay you."

Voldemort frowned, the other's words made him feel weird.

But the god of death thought this was normal, and just smiled, and after saying "Let's talk later", he communicated with "Draco" alone.

The conversation between the two was not short, and by the time they finished talking, the sun had already set.

"Give me and Mr. Voldemort a little space, 'Draco,' you go about your business."

After Death gave the order to "Draco", he looked at Voldemort again, "Shall we go?"

Voldemort nodded, glanced at Draco who was leaving in a hurry, and followed in Death's footsteps.

He did not choose to leave the Pyramid of Khufu, but followed the secret path to the Sphinx.

And in the middle of the secret passage, they saw Rajdev I who hurried over.

"Sorry, Your Majesty, I sensed you coming, but I'm still late."

Rajdev I knelt on the ground humbly, with a thick golden crown on the head of a snake, as if to press his head into the marble of the secret passage.

The Grim Reaper didn't say anything immediately, but glanced up and down sternly at the other party for a while.

"You are not a good boy, Rajdev, you will be punished."

Voldemort was not used to the indifferent words, which had changed from the previous warmth.

Rajdev I, who was kneeling in front of them, trembled and did not speak up.

"Yes... yes, Your Majesty, I will punish myself."

He stuttered and said, slowly raised his head, and tapped the golden crown on the snake's head with his magic wand.

Many scarabs crawled out of the golden crown one after another, scrambling to get into his body, causing him to fall to the ground in pain, twitching and howling.

And the number of scarabs seemed to be endless, and soon submerged him inside.

"Let's go out and see the scenery, Voldemort, I don't think you've done that yet."

The Grim Reaper resumed his previous warm tone, and took the lead in walking towards the densely packed scarabs.

Just when Voldemort thought he would step on those scarabs, the insects spread out as if by induction, making a path for him to pass through.

Voldemort followed, walking along the path, still howling, but could no longer see the figure of Rajdev I.

"What did he do wrong?"

Following in the footsteps of Death, Voldemort wondered.

"Fortunately, he broke into the Pyramid of Khufu privately and did not cause any bad consequences, otherwise he would have paid a higher price." Death said softly.

"How long will this punishment last?" Voldemort asked again.

"Until I leave, I think it will make him remember better." The God of Death's tone remained flat, as if it was an innocuous matter.

Voldemort glanced back at the corner of the next corridor, and saw that the scarabs were still churning, and the howling sound had become extremely small, but it could still be heard clearly.

"How long will you be here?" demanded Voldemort.

"A few months, maybe a few years, depending on when that person comes."

The god of death said with a smile, his eyes were as warm as before, without any pity in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)