Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 74 No.70 Four Photos Sorry, I'm an actor!
"That is to say, Ron insulted you in front of everyone?"

Voldemort feels that the plot is off the mark, and the Iron Triangle may no longer be as perfect as in the book-Harry and the two lost the chance to save Hermione, and Hach has become friends.

Haheliu is also very good, anyway, I don't like little loli, but if she grows up to be as good-looking as in the movie... Voldemort has a lot of imagination.

Apart from his lack of extraordinary talent in magic, Voldemort thought he had good abilities in other aspects, especially in abducting little girls.

"I don't know why, Professor, I didn't offend him." Passionate pouted, the little girl was extremely wronged.

"If I say I can understand you, you may not believe it, but from the perspective of Muggle wizards, I think you will understand." Voldemort said with a curled lip.

"Muggle wizard?" Miss Know-it-all's eyes widened, she thought of that question, but it made her afraid to say it.

"Discrimination, Hermione, there is nothing that cannot be said." Voldemort said this word without hesitation.

"But we are Gryffindors, how could we..."

"Does Harry hate you?"

"No."

"Does Seamus Finnigan hate you?"

"Uh...probably not."

"I don't think I need to give more examples, Hermione, it's hard for someone born in the Muggle world to discriminate against you."

Voldemort shrugged and said, "If you were bullied in the Muggle world, you wouldn't feel so uncomfortable, and you would even resist, but in an unfamiliar environment..."

He didn't go on, but Hermione already understood, she lowered her head in pain - although she found the source of everything, it didn't make her happy.

"What should I do, Professor?" she asked, looking down.

"Nothing can be done, Hermione, there is no way to change this." Voldemort mourned, "The strange environment makes us lonely, but life never stops because of us."

Both of his fused souls have experienced this kind of strangeness - Voldemort entered the magic world, Lin Zuo was a time traveler, both of them.

"But there's always something we can do, right?"

Hermione raised her head bravely, and said, "The most precious thing about a person is that after seeing the essence of life, he still loves life. That's what Romain Rolland said."

"Of course, you can devote your vigorous energy to magic. In fact, we Muggle wizards have a better understanding of magic, at least one more angle, doesn't it?"

Voldemort looked at Hermione, seeing her nodding thoughtfully, "Also, I guess the wizarding world has entered the Tasmania effect, and they desperately need an existence like us."

"Tasmani...Professor, I don't quite understand this effect." Hermione's cheeks flushed again. This is a good child who is "shy" about ignorance, and she has a studious heart.

"The Tasmanian effect originated from an isolated island in the southern hemisphere. People found humans on it in the [-]th or [-]th century. I don't remember the exact time."

While Voldemort was telling, pointing his wand at the troll, Hermione listened carefully.

"When people discovered them, they didn't even have primitive animal skin clothes, and they didn't know how to fish, but through archaeology, it was found that they had advanced hunting and fishing techniques."

"A closed environment brings closed thinking. They degenerate and lose the technology they once mastered, not to mention the development of civilization."

Hermione looked at Voldemort in surprise, and asked, "Will the wizarding world also degenerate?"

"I don't know, it will take more learning and a lot of investigation."

Voldemort didn't dare to speak to death, he just said what he knew, "Actually, the wizarding world is not an isolated island, and wizards in several countries still communicate with each other."

"But the entire wizarding world is an isolated island, isn't it?" Hermione raised her head, as if she had forgotten the previous unhappiness, her eyes were full of curiosity, "We are still in this effect."

"Muggle wizards can be regarded as a hole, but it's a little small, and I don't know the specifics, Hermione, it needs a huge amount of data as a basis to judge."

Voldemort slowed down before the corner, and said, "Learn magic first, and then go to a Muggle university after graduation. I think it will be very..."

"Ah~~"

"Ah~~~"

There were two screams, followed by the sound of falling.

After Voldemort moved the troll's body up, he saw Harry and Ron sitting on the ground, looking at the troll in horror.

"Why are you here?" Voldemort asked in surprise.

"I...we want to go to Hermione. We heard that something happened to the castle, so..." Harry recovered faster, and he was the first to explain.

Voldemort looked at Hermione, and it was up to her to decide whether to forgive the two children.

"Sorry... Hermione, I said that... a bit too much, I'm not..." Ron also spoke, stumbling, but at least he apologized.

"I forgive you, and thank you." Hermione replied, but her face didn't look grateful.

"Uh...then..."

Ron didn't know what to say for a moment, but Voldemort didn't want to see three children exchanging feelings in front of him.

"Okay, your classmates are here, you go back with them, I still have something to do."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he let the troll fly higher, passed over the heads of the two, and ran towards the corridor on the fourth floor.

"I'm following you, Professor, I want to chat with you, which has given me a lot of insight." Hermione followed quickly, not caring about the two who fell to the ground.

"You talk to anyone who is 30 years old, even if he is a drunkard, you will gain insight." Voldemort said with a smile.

"Professor, can we follow you?" The two of Harry also ran over and asked.

Voldemort noticed that Hermione was frowning, but he didn't care - they'd been there already, so what was there to keep secret?

"Of course, if you want." Voldemort shrugged indifferently.

As a result, the two became a foursome, and Voldemort said less, but Hermione would still ask questions, but there was a lot more content about the Muggle world.

Restricted by the education given to him by his aunt's family, Harry couldn't quite understand the conversation between the two.

And Ron was even more confused. Maybe his father came, and he could say a few words without saying a word, but he couldn't.

The four of them came to the familiar corridor and saw the door from a distance.

"How did this happen?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"Son, you must first know that you are a wizard."

As Voldemort said, he took out his wand, but before he could cast his spell, the door suddenly opened from the inside...

It was a big bat, with a dark face and a limp leg, looking at the four of them in surprise.

"Quirrell...oh, I'm here..." Seeing the strangeness in Voldemort's eyes, he opened his mouth to explain.

But would Voldemort listen?
Sorry, I'm an actor... Voldemort thought excitedly.

He really didn't expect that justice will come from heaven, and you, Snape, have today.

Then, without hesitation, he waved his wand, causing the troll to slam into Snape.

"I didn't expect it to be you, Snape. You have disregarded Headmaster Dumbledore's trust in you."

To be honest, if it weren't for using [Loud Voice], it would appear too deliberate, and he wished to cast ten copies of this spell on himself.

"Hermione, you guys go to the Headmaster and tell him that it's dangerous and Snape is stealing it, don't let him get away."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he turned his head and yelled at them bravely and decisively, "Go, he may kill you, don't let my sacrifice stop me from becoming worthless."

The children were moved with tears in their eyes, and then resolutely left, leaving only Snape who just got up from under the troll, stretching out his hands that couldn't grasp anything...

　Thanks to the book friend Aji - he mentioned the Tasmania effect in his evaluation, which made me add part of this chapter. Thank you for the support and encouragement of every reader. Your votes and comments, I Will see, and analysis~~~Thank you for your support~~~
　　
　
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