Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 96 I Can't Lift My Wand?

After a few days of relaxing with Daenerys, the curse mark after drinking the blood of the unicorn finally slowly disappeared.

He originally planned to go back to school directly. After all, the vacation with plenty of time was suitable for reading the rich magic books in the Hogwarts library.

However, a sudden letter from Bokis interrupted his trip—the scientific research department has given the final guess.

Hurrying to the third floor of the Riddle Building—the building has been completely bought by the consortium—Voldemort couldn't wait to enter the research room, and several scientists who were about to leave had already been waiting here.

"Mr. Riddle, this is Professor Crowley." Pokis introduced him.

Voldemort nodded, and reached out to shake hands with the tall, balding Professor Crawley.

There was a bit of impatience on Professor Crowley's face, but Voldemort didn't blame him for it-as a senior student of Roger Penrose (Royal Academy, London), he had the right to be dissatisfied.

"Let's get to the point quickly, Mr. Riddle."

Before Voldemort could open his mouth, Professor Crowley had already spoken first, "The characteristic of time does not exist. The [Conjecture Book] already has the answer, and other conjectures are also in the book."

Voldemort nodded, and at the same time picked up the [Conjecture Book], which was thicker than the notes he had given to Pokiss, and turned to the part he was talking about—there was a lot of content, and he was sure it would be difficult to read them all at once.

"Then what do you think the magic exists for?"

While asking, Voldemort flipped through the [Conjecture Book], but after waiting for a while, he didn't get an answer. He raised his head in doubt...

Professor Crowley was looking at him with a frown. Behind him, the faces of the students who were studying with him also showed some impatience.

"Is there a problem?" Voldemort asked suspiciously.

"I think you can find the answer yourself in the [Conjecture Book], sir." Professor Crowley didn't even bother to call out Voldemort's last name, "Our work is done, we are leaving."

After he finished speaking, he was about to stand up and leave, but Voldemort stopped them with his hand.

"Did we offend Professor Crawley and his team in any way? Or did we disrespect his teacher?" Voldemort asked Porches.

"No, sir," said Pokiss at once.

"Are we in arrears with each other?"

"No, sir, we paid the full price for Fellow Penrose."

"Then our cooperation time is over?"

"No, sir, our cooperation can last up to one year."

Voldemort nodded, looked at Professor Crowley, frowned slightly and said, "So, my lord, where are you rushing to?"

"I'm fed up with this damn research." Professor Crowley said in a muffled voice. "It's all nonsense. I don't understand the meaning of this at all. It's a waste of people..."

"Waste your 3000 million worth of life?"

Voldemort said in a high-pitched tone, and then suddenly became furious, "Sit back to your original seats, and if you don't explain your conjectures clearly, none of you will get out alive."

He was really angry. For this conjecture, he spent 3000 million turnover from the consortium, 1991 million pounds in 3000. He didn't know how many times he could double it when he invested in that country.

Not only that, he himself is also full of expectations for these conjectures.

But what did these people do?
Their attitude even made Voldemort feel that they were just perfunctory about this job. If this is the case, 3000 million and their own expectations, as well as their own magical future...

Damn it, did I lose my wand, or did you guys just drift away?
"Sir, let me talk to them." Bokis's face also darkened, but he knew Voldemort's horror.

"I'll give you 10 minutes. If you can't convince me, you know what method I will use." After Voldemort finished speaking, he left without looking back.

If it weren't for the fear that using the Memory Charm would affect their intelligence - refer to Professor Lockhart - Voldemort would have pulled out his wand without hesitation.

But in the end, his respect for scientists made him choose to endure.

Please believe that the cursing has already been cut off by Voldemort's most merciful hand. If the opponent is a Death Eater, the Cruciatus Curse has already been cast out.

Ten minutes passed in a hurry, Voldemort returned to the research room with a cold face, and the scientists—although their faces were still somewhat dissatisfied, they acted very well.

Voldemort didn't ask Pokis what method he used, he just needed to get the result he wanted.

"Let me explain to you why the Restoration Curse has no time and space characteristics." Professor Crowley said.

Voldemort nodded and listened carefully.

"First of all, matter is made of molecules, ions and atoms, you understand that?" he asked.

"Understood." Voldemort nodded.

"Okay, sir, you know that atoms can be converted into energy through mass-energy conversion, but in essence, atoms will not disappear completely, and their types, numbers, and masses will not change."

Voldemort frowned. It was quite a headache to think about the knowledge hidden in the depths of his memory for a long time.

"They just changed their shape, or in other words, they formed new atoms, can you understand?" Professor Crowley asked again.

"Understood." Voldemort nodded in response.

"So, when something breaks, some of their atoms may be separated from the main body, but it may also be transformed into another kind of atom, you understand?"

Voldemort nodded, and Polkis listened quietly.

"Let's not talk about the situation of separation, but only the situation of transformation into another atom."

Professor Crowley gestured and said, "If the repair spell has the characteristics of time and space, then when the broken body is repaired, the atoms that were lost and transformed need to go back and return to the body."

"You mean...that part of the atom that has been transformed and fused into other matter, disappears out of thin air, right?" asked Voldemort.

"Yes," said Professor Crowley. "If the Restoration Charm has a time-space property, it must."

Voldemort nodded, he could already understand what Crowley meant.

"Assuming that this wizarding world exists, and if the Restoration Curse has time-space properties, then when a sufficiently old item is repaired, its former atoms will be summoned back..."

When Professor Crowley said this, he shook his head and smiled, "That is a disaster for the wizarding world. Who knows where these atoms have been scattered, maybe many wizards will die because of it."

Voldemort nodded, agreeing with Crowley's statement that the time and space characteristics of the Restoration Curse have been completely denied scientifically.

(End of this chapter)