Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 207 Nagini

"No matter what Salazar Slytherin discovered and did, now, his descendant, Tom Riddle, who is known to us as Voldemort, must be the key to everything."

He Gang and Dumbledore let him go after extracting all the information that Bloodman Barrow knew.

It was very windy outside.

It seemed that the entire observatory was trembling slightly.

"The most important thing now is...to find out where Voldemort is."

Although dissecting the chilling truth of the original intention of Hogwarts, until now, where Voldemort went is still a mystery.

"I have something to say—"

It was Bellatrix who was following in the distance.

When she came in front of several people, she looked very haggard, as if she hadn't slept in months.

she says:

"My sister, Narcissa, who married into the Malfoy family, and her son Malfoy had some changes, and they were worried, so they went to find Severus, who might be able to deal with these changes..."

Severus Snape.

Dumbledore's eyes shone blue.

The name brought back many memories for him.

"A few days ago, some Death Eaters held a rally led by some ancient families. Of course, this was not hidden from the Dark Lord, and he didn't even bother to find out..."

"Malfoy was among them."

"I doubt...whether this rally is related to this incident, because all the Death Eaters who participated in that rally did not say a certain name and then died. They seem to have...rebelled, and they kidnapped the weak The Dark Lord."

Bellatrix seemed to be struggling to recall details.

No doubt she had not been invited to this gathering.

Except for her, all the Death Eaters operating in the British Isles who had not received the invitation died violent deaths.

"Is Snape in there?"

Dumbledore asked.

Bellatrix says:
"Yes...he has a high prestige and mana, and none of us are his opponents...such a person should be invited."

Dumbledore looked at He Gang.

他 说:

"If Severus attended that rally, it means that he has a chance to break into that organization... Don't worry, maybe we will find Voldemort's position soon."

"You trust him that much?"

"Severus always has a way to help us, he's the smartest and most persistent person I've ever met."

Dumbledore responded to He Gang's suspicion.

He Gang's suspicion is not without reason.

Previously, Dumbledore made Snape his top undercover agent among the Death Eaters with the assurance that Voldemort had killed the love of Snape's life.

But now that Voldemort has been captured by the Ravenclaws, it's hard to imagine him maintaining the loyalty to Dumbledore that was maintained through hatred.

"I know him."

Dumbledore smiled.

He says,

"Let's wait...it's coming soon..."

Sure enough, the sound hadn't even hit the ground yet.

Harry Potter had a violent reaction.

He just stood there and fell asleep.

Harry, Harry...

A voice called him.

is a woman's voice.

The voice seemed very familiar and warm. His dream was a warm family.

But for a moment, this never-before-seen, yearning dream turned into an illusion...

His body was soft, strong, and flexible, gliding between the shiny metal bars and over the dark, cold stone.

His body was flat against the ground, sliding on his stomach.

The light was dim, but he could see the light of objects around him, some strange, vivid colors.

This weird color should not be seen by the human eye.

He turns his head...

At first glance, the room was empty.

No... there was something grotesque sitting on the ground, head drooping on its chest, his silhouette flickering in the gloom.

what is that?
This is where?

A familiar place, I seem to be able to find Voldemort, where is he?
Harry raised his head and looked around suspiciously.

He stuck out his tongue.

He tasted the smell of the crumpled thing, the stench of rotting corpses...but he was alive, just not for long.

Sit in front of a door.

Harry longed to bite the man.

But he had to resist the urge.

The rancid stench was so revolting that even he felt uneasy.

He seemed to have lost Voldemort's pheromones for far too long.

He has more important things to do.

But the thing woke up.

He jumped, a silver cloak slipping from his legs, and Harry saw his bright, blurry silhouette standing before him, a wand drawn from his belt.

Looks like a human.

But it has a reversed head.

The chin is up, the forehead is down, the eyes and nose are misplaced, like a mud monster that has robbed the Muggle features.

But the slime doesn't know how to use a wand.

Harry fought back in horror.

He has no choice.

In the dream, he straightened up, thrust forward hard, and dug his fangs deep into the man's skin, feeling ribs crack between his teeth, hot blood—

Harry Potter finally discovered a truth to his dismay.

He is a snake!

snake? !

Nagini? !

The thing screamed in pain, in a voice that sounded more like a human than some weird rodent, and then he fell silent.

What the hell is this?

Harry Potter's consciousness gradually became clear. He only felt that the scar on his forehead was in excruciating pain, as if it was about to explode. Something inside was pushing out crazily.

"Harry! Harry!"

He opened his eyes, drenched in cold sweat.

Hermione and Ron looked at him concerned.

He felt as if a hot poker had been thrust into his forehead.

"Severus taught Zeng Harry Occlumency, he put something in his head."

Dumbledore whispered,

"An insurance to make sure that Harry's mind doesn't get connected with Voldemort's other Horcruxes and accidentally slip into some sort of madness."

He then said in a voice Harry could hear:

"Harry, what did you see?"

"I... I became that big snake! Nagini..."

"Where is it?"

"I don't know, I have to think about it, I have to think about it..."

said Harry tremblingly.

He says,

"Under the Whomping Willow, that passage—"

"I know where it is."

Dumbledore nodded.

He glanced at He Gang,

"That big snake will be well protected by Voldemort, so there is a high probability that it will not be captured... Nagini, it can lead us to Voldemort's location."

"Actually, there is something else in the room where Nagini is."

Harry Potter said.

He Gang frowned:

"What is it?"

"I can't tell, it's weird, weirder than a ghost, just looking at it makes people uneasy..."

Saying that, Harry shivered.

He remembered that strange face again.

(End of this chapter)