Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 609

Boom!
The ground suddenly cracked like an ice surface, and those illusory red molten streams engulfed the Death Eaters, and they returned to the room in the tunnel cave and to the gorgeous long table again.

The Death Eaters still couldn't believe what they had just experienced, even though they had seen it with their own eyes...they still thought the matter of the new generation and the old god was too bizarre.

They even had some doubts about the authenticity of Voldemort.

But of course the Death Eaters dared not say so.

They stood there anxiously, looking at Bellatex, Snape, and Wormtail...trying to identify the authenticity of these people, to confirm the existence of Voldemort.

Everyone recalled the fantastic journey just now, but Voldemort didn't speak. For a moment, the only sound in the room was the hissing sound of the giant snake.

It seems that the giant python monster occupying half of the sky just like Godzilla in the sky frightened the little snake a little bit.

After a while, Snape broke the silence, saying, "Master... what order do you want us to carry out? That golden cup..."

There was no Snape's share of the golden cup, only those illusory and translucent black-cloaked figures of Death Eaters who held it in their hands.

"Oh," Voldemort came to his senses, he raised his head and showed a terrible smile, "You are not in this plan, Severus, you have more important tasks... You must ensure that another loyal servant of mine can carry out my plan smoothly. If everything goes well, you don't need to do anything. If anything else happens, you have to take over from him and continue to carry out my plan..."

"As for the details of the plan, you don't need to know yet."

"If something happens, I'll let you know..."

"Now you have to act as a bridge between me and 'him'."

"Snape, you should be able to return to Hogwarts, right? I heard that you no longer hold a specific position at Hogwarts?"

As he spoke, Voldemort asked softly, puzzled.

"I can enter Hogwarts. Although the old guy Albus asked Moody to replace me in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I am still affiliated with Hogwarts and the head of Slytherin... After all, Moody and Slughorn will not stay at Hogwarts for long."

"Okay, that's it! As for you..."

Voldemort looked up at the Death Eaters.

"Of course we will dedicate our loyalty to you...Master!"

A humble and flattering voice came out from under the hood of the black robe immediately.

"Lucius, my cunning friend, you are still the same...but you don't have to be so afraid of me..."

"After all, Bellatrix put a lot of effort into my resurrection, and it was you and Snape who brought her back to life with great effort and brought her to my side..."

"Although I still can't forgive your... cheap loyalty from time to time, there is no doubt that you are still useful and meritorious to me."

"Of course, thank you for your generosity, thank you..."

"Master, we are eager to know... how you were resurrected, how you achieved this miracle. How did you return to my side..."

Malfoy quickly lowered his head, trying to flatter Voldemort.

On the other hand, he also wanted to confirm Voldemort's true identity. After all, they, the Death Eaters, did not appear here in real bodies, so they couldn't fully confirm the authenticity of the scene just now.

Although it is estimated that no one would dare to pretend to be Voldemort,
And the Dark Mark, as well as Voldemort's unique magic... can't be faked either.

But after all, their experience just now was too magical and bizarre.

To a certain extent, it even challenges the cognitive framework of these pure-blood wizards and their long-standing understanding of the magical world.

Voldemort was obviously quite pleased with how he had been brought back to life.

Or maybe he wanted to crush the rumors about Harry Potter and himself,

Voldemort slowly began to tell the story...

How stupid and negligent I was back then...Harry's mother sacrificed the protective spell cast by herself,
...He was defeated by his own mana, and then hid in the Black Forest without a body.

"...I have no body, and every spell that can help me needs a wand..."

"I remember the days and nights when I couldn't close my eyes, forcing myself to live every second of every second, waiting for some loyal Death Eater to find me... There must be someone who will help me regain my body..."

"But I waited in vain..."

The Death Eaters shuddered, and Bellatrix glared at the others with reddened eyes.

"Then I only have one magic power that can be attached to other people..."

Voldemort went on, telling about meeting Quirrell, going to Hogwarts to find the Philosopher's Stone... but being thwarted by Harry Potter, and MacGuffin Albert....

"I'm too weak...Drinking the blood of the unicorn aroused Dumbledore's suspicion...I had to rush to manipulate Quirrell to steal the Philosopher's Stone in advance..."

"As for Albert, that little Muggle-born lunatic...he can be said to be the first to benefit from the change of generation and the increase in the concentration of magic power...that is, because he interfered...my plan failed shamefully."

"This bastard actually feels that I have rejected my appreciation for him..." Voldemort said with some anger and hatred.

The Death Eaters wondered why a Muggleborn should have attracted Voldemort's attention.

They looked at each other's eyes, wanting to make sure that the other knew about this mudblood.

A cold light flashed in Lucius' eyes.

"And then, when I've given up on fantasizing about any Death Eater caring about my condition..."

"As if fate was playing a joke, Bellatrix, under the deliberate indulgence of the dementors... escaped from prison..."

"They found me..."

"The dementors hate MacGuffin Albert for some reason, and even betrayed the Ministry of Magic and Azkaban in order to let this guy die..."

"To be honest, this opportunity I couldn't dream of... made me a little too complacent."

"Or I put too much trust in these loyal but...incompetent guys..."

The Death Eaters present suppressed their smiles, gloating over their misfortune, but they didn't dare to show their sarcasm clearly.

Bellatrix stared blankly at Voldemort with her red eyes, her face pale and ugly.

"At that time, when I got this dream opportunity, I lowered my expectations. I didn't seek immortality and a more powerful mana than before, but just returned to my original body."

"I know that there is an ancient black magic that can do this. I need three powerful medicines...the flesh of servants, the bones of blood relatives, and the blood of enemies..."

"The first two can be obtained very easily, but for the latter..."

"...the blood of the enemy... In the course of my great cause, there are too many enemies and too many people who hate me, but I know whose blood I must use to bring me one step closer, and to wash away the shame I have hidden in the gutter for many years."

"I want Harry Potter's blood... and, by the way, make that bloody MacGuffin Albert pay for defying my kindness."

"...The plan went very smoothly... The Honeydukes' secret road that I explored at Hogwarts when I was young can be said to be very useful, and those little idiots in Gryffindor even sent themselves to the door."

"Furthermore, the fusion of dementors gave me a body that I could temporarily attach to. Although I couldn't use a magic wand to exert my boundless magic power, the power in this form was enough for me to temporarily delay time and prevent Dumbledore from pursuing us..."

"As long as those idiots... do such a simple thing, transfer those little wizards away from Hogwarts."

Now that Voldemort thought about it... he was extremely angry when his head was decapitated by MacGuffin Albert in such an almost extremely humiliating way, destroying his plan.

Although the Death Eaters present knew they were not talking about themselves, their illusory figures were still trembling.

"But it failed! They are so stupid and incompetent that they cannot be improved..."

"The only remarkable thing about it is that they took Harry Potter's blood first..."

"But those weren't brought out and it was destroyed in an explosion."

"But fate is so unpredictable, just when I have given up all illusions."

"My cunning friends, Lucius Malfoy, and Severus Snape...knowing that I'm still alive...maybe they thought they should hedge their bets. So they spent some money and favors to turn the dying Bellatrix into a vampire and send them over."

"Of course, a vampire who can't use a wand can't bring me back to life. But what I didn't expect was that Wormtail... a servant, chased from nowhere to hide by his formerly betrayed friends, decided to come back to me once again."

"On the other hand, since that Ms. Bellatrix is ​​a vampire, and when her transformation began, she just absorbed the Harry Potter blood that flowed out after the bottle was destroyed..."

"So I can use a unique trick to extract Harry's blood from her body."

"How lucky this is! Can you imagine? I almost effortlessly assembled all the conditions for resurrection..."

Voldemort said loudly and clearly,
"It seems that our career is destined to succeed..."

"I was disturbed by various accidents in the past, so I started my own resurrection ceremony very carefully..."

"Finally in August, it was successfully revived."

Voldemort introduced how he was resurrected in this way.

It can be said that during the process of his own resurrection, Voldemort has been in a quantum state between the old hapless guy and the son of the goddess of luck.

Whether he was lucky or unlucky could not be said.

And this guy obviously didn't say anything about himself being threatened by McGuffin Albert at the moment of his final resurrection.

After the story ended, another Death Eater asked curiously and flatteringly, "Master...then what happened during the Ministry of Magic and Quidditch match was you..."

"That's right, I did it."

"After going through so many years and so many ups and downs, I understand some of my flaws..."

"I have to make up for some negligence and make a thorough plan... Only then can I fight against that unpredictable fate."

Voldemort raised his head and called out the Death Eater's name, "However, you still dare to talk to me... Avery!"

"You are still so shameless... Among the many Death Eaters, you are the one who disappointed me the most. According to your behavior at that time... I thought you could come to find me, but I didn't expect you to be just like everyone else..."

"Master, I...I..."

The Death Eater named Avery stood there in fear, not knowing what to do.

"Don't worry? I won't punish you. I have already said that in the near future, you must repay what you owe me and thank me for my magnanimity... When I need you, if you hesitate again and can't play any role, then don't blame me for not talking about the past."

"Master, what do you need us to do. We will crawl before you, no matter what you do, we will follow..."

"Enough," said Voldemort loudly.

"These words are enough..."

"Keep those gold cups safe, wait for my notice..."

Voldemort's words stopped suddenly, and he froze in place.

Then, a terrifying smile twisted on his face, as if he had discovered something interesting.

"I didn't expect there to be a belated Christmas gift..." He sneered in a low voice, and then the pair of vertical blood pupils suddenly turned upwards, turning into a white membrane with bloodshot spots.

"Harry Potter!"

Voldemort muttered something in a low voice, and then froze his body. It was obvious that his soul and mind... were no longer here, not in this shell.

But what he didn't see was—

After he finished saying this,

Many Death Eaters looked at each other in puzzlement, and Bellatrix immediately moved to Voldemort's side in an instant, wary of Snape, who was the only one present.

And after Snape heard this name, there was a trace of hidden deep worry in his downcast eyes.

……

Harry felt like he couldn't breathe.

He felt as if he was submerged in icy sea water.

There was silence all around, or it could be said that the feeling of cold and dead silence poured into his ears, completely clogging his eardrums.

In fact, he originally avoided this fate.

Harry's thoughts... had just connected to Voldemort again.

Harry has actually mastered [Occlumency], which can completely isolate this connection.

But curiosity, or a reckless sense of luck, or maybe the anger surging in his heart drove him not to break this connection.

Then, through Voldemort's eyes, he saw something that was extremely shocking, but nothing unexpected to him.

Snape...was a traitor.

He betrayed Dumbledore's trust.

He and Voldemort...and Bellatrix, Wormtail, and the rest of the Death Eaters had come together to discuss nefarious plans and conspiracies.

Then, Harry followed the Death Eaters...to such an unknown, magnificent, magical new world.

Hearing their plans, and—

He was caught by Voldemort and fell into an endless nightmare, and he couldn't even use [Occlumency] to get rid of it.

Harry sank into this feeling, feeling that he was constantly falling...

Can't stop!

As if about to fall into the abyss.

(End of this chapter)