Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 560 Boom
When I revisit my homeland, I can't help feeling a little bit sad.

Lin Zuo is different from Riddle, the latter has no nostalgia for the place where he grew up, only disgust.

The former is just the opposite. He was born in a happy family and caught up with an era of struggling to move forward.

In the time of rapid innovation, he is nostalgic for his childhood.

Therefore, the first thing he did when he came to this familiar country was to rush to the hometown in his memory, that ordinary town that is not well known by too many people, and stands erect in the northern part of Bohai Bay.

The small town is still small, but with the intentional investment of the Riddle Consortium, the economic development here is obviously stronger than the small town in memory.

"It is already the number one county in the entire Northeast, but compared with many cities in the south, it is still far behind."

The person in charge here was appointed by Voldemort, Bokis' nephew Robert Bokis said helplessly.

"Isn't it possible to develop such a powerful force?" Voldemort asked doubtfully.

He has invested a lot of money here, not to mention the cost, and there are not a few who owe money.

With such a result, he was only ranked among the best, so he couldn't help but ask questions.

He didn't think it was Robert's problem, after all, the boy's ability had already been demonstrated when he was dealing with real estate in England.

"It's mainly because of the city management personnel. Not to mention their rigid thinking, they dare not take responsibility, and they are all sorts of divisions behind the scenes..."

Before Robert could finish speaking, Voldemort stopped him with a wave of his hand.

Resignedly raising his eyebrows, and looking at the town again, Voldemort turned around and left quietly.

Would the world be a better place?

maybe.

But at least from Voldemort's point of view, it seems that people have been busy making dogs and dogs from ancient times to the present, and it seems that nothing has changed.

The experience of returning to the small town caused waves in Voldemort's heart, which directly affected a series of subsequent events.

Including banquets, discussions, etc., Voldemort seemed a little absent-minded.

Until three days later, Liu Tao, who accompanied Voldemort all the way and got along well with him, couldn't help asking why Voldemort was absent-minded.

Facing Liu Tao's inquiry, Voldemort could only respond with a wry smile.

Neither he nor Liu Tao can change the things that affect his mood, so what's the use of telling them?
"Don't say that."

Voldemort waved his hand, rejected Liu Tao's kindness and said, "You can discuss points with Lucius. I will not open up to them in Japan, so I need you to help me bring this sentence to bear." past."

"You didn't see them?" Liu Tao asked in surprise.

You should know that the Makhtokolo School of Magic in Japan is very famous although the number of people is small.

Generally speaking, the higher the reputation of a wizarding school in a country, the higher the status of wizards in this country among wizards in the world.

But Voldemort rejected the request without hesitation. Seeing the meaning, he didn't even have the thought of seeing those people.

"No, I'm not interested in them."

Voldemort replied lightly, and then wanted to talk to Liu Tao about renting the Iron Eater and Pixiu.

At this time, Gemma Farley, who was not far away, suddenly ran over in a hurry.

"What's the matter?" Voldemort asked, getting up to meet him.

"That door, it made a sound."

Gemma didn't say which door it was, but Voldemort knew what she meant instantly.

"I'll go there first, and you will stay and negotiate on my behalf."

Voldemort confessed, nodded to Liu Tao, and left here without hesitation using Intercontinental Apparition.

"This is... what happened?" Liu Tao asked.

"It's very important, Mr. Liu, but I think His Majesty can handle it well." Gemma suppressed the worries in her heart and tried to maintain a calm voice.

Although Liu Tao was puzzled, he could only nod his head in agreement.

After all, that was the Dark Lord.

……

Department of Mysteries.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

A muffled sound resounded rhythmically in the corridor, and countless silent people gathered here, quietly guessing the reason.

In the middle of the procession, Sir Gamp was standing before the locked room, staring helplessly at the rattling door.

"Whoosh."

A figure suddenly appeared in front of the door, it was Voldemort, which made Sir Gamp's frown slightly relieved.

"10 minutes ago, there was a noise in the hallway, it was very light, but it started to get louder about 3 minutes ago, and the rhythm was getting faster and faster."

Before Voldemort could speak, Sir Gamp explained the whole process to him.

"It didn't sound like someone was hitting from inside, but it sounded like someone was hitting from outside." Voldemort frowned, looking at the motionless door, and said to the noise from above.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I have tried several manifestation spells, but none of them can detect any abnormalities." Sir Gamp frowned again.

Voldemort nodded, slowly drew out the Elder Wand, and pointed it at the door.

A regular revealing spell was cast, but nothing changed in front of him, and the impact sound remained the same.

"Whoosh."

Voldemort used another variant of the Revealing Charm, which he himself used to explore unknown places, but there was still no response.

Two consecutive defeats made Sir Gump nervous, as did the other Silent Men watching.

Instead, Voldemort stopped panicking and just observed quietly for a long time before using another spell.

In the expectation of all the silent people, this curse still ended in failure.

"His Majesty……"

Sir Gamp couldn't resist speaking, but Voldemort stopped him, and then motioned him and all the other Silent Men to get out of here.

"All leave?" Sir Gamp asked suspiciously.

"Yes, I can't completely control the magic that will be used next. In order to avoid adverse effects on you, it's better for you to leave." Voldemort explained, sideways approaching the door.

With his posture, it was as if there was something invisible and intangible in front of him.

Seeing this, everyone hesitated for a moment and left one after another, including Sir Gamp, who also chose to leave the corridor.

But there are still some stubborn people who think that Voldemort may destroy the locked room, so they firmly choose to stay where they are.

In this regard, Voldemort did not say anything.

When those willing to leave had walked out of the corridor, Voldemort began to wave his wand slowly.

With his waving movements, it looked like he was writing something in the air.

Not long after, a rune that was obviously not fully formed appeared there, and then emitted strange fluctuations.

Immediately afterwards, an upside-down triangular phantom appeared out of thin air in the void in front of the door.

After getting the phantom, it was hitting the door again and again.

And that bang sound also appeared along with its impact.

"what is this?"

Voldemort murmured to himself, but here he heard a strange noise in his ear.

He turned his head, and saw the few silent people who were left behind, all staring at this side with stupid eyes, whispering something in their mouths, they looked very magical.

"It should be that the memory is stuck in the past time, but I don't know if I can get out."

Voldemort murmured, then ignored them, turned around and continued to pay attention to the inverted triangle phantom.

What is this?
(End of this chapter)