Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 131
Words, though harshly spoken.

But Voldemort was far from stupid.

He is not at his peak now, and he can't hold up so many wands to shoot a round of magic spells.

No, even at his prime, he couldn't do something like break into the Ministry of Magic single-handedly.

After all, not everyone's name is Sauron.

"Come on, let me see your abilities."

While provoking those serious-looking Aurors, he thought about the chance of escape in his heart.

Voldemort stood with his head held high, his dim vertical pupils radiating a frightening light.

"Give up your resistance, trespasser, you are under arrest for extraordinary trespasses at the Ministry of Magic."

"Give you ten seconds to think about it and restore your true colors."

"Stop being stupid, you can't get away with it, I promise."

Those Aurors had rich experience in fighting, so of course they wouldn't naively think that their opponent was a very threatening giant snake.

They stared at Voldemort, playing hard and soft, trying to win without a fight.

However, the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic were doomed to be disappointed.

Things have developed to the present, and Voldemort is not willing to catch him without a fight.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, taking advantage of the other party's unsteady footing, he opened his mouth and spit out without hesitation, a puff of thick purple smoke was spit out from the bloody mouth, filling the warehouse in an instant.

The sight of the Aurors was obstructed, and they retreated one after another, heightening their vigilance.

Voldemort sneered in the poisonous smoke, his body shrank suddenly, turned into a small snake with the thickness of a finger, and quietly hid in the corner
Although the poisonous smoke was fierce, it was not impossible to restrain it. Many experienced Aurors retreated and waved their wands, casting wind spells one after another, blowing away the purple smoke in the sky.

When the smoke dissipated, they unexpectedly found that there was no trace of the giant snake.

"It's hit!"

Only then did they suddenly react.It turned out that the giant snake had a tough mouth and said "let's fight", but in fact it had already planned to smear the soles of its feet.

"You can't let him escape, chase after him!"

Sauron's single-handed and wanton arson has made them the laughing stock of the entire European Ministry of Magic.Now that they can no longer hold a "snake", those Aurors feel that they should just take the blame and resign.

With livid faces, the Aurors held their wands and disappeared one after another.

After the people at the warehouse door had left, Voldemort crawled out from the corner shaking his head, and spat out the letter proudly.

"A bunch of idiots, played by the great Dark Lord."

Wisdom is also a kind of strength, Voldemort sneered in his heart.

He didn't pay much attention to the Ministry of Magic back then, and although he is down and out now, so what, the Dark Lord is still the same Dark Lord!

"Okay, it's time to get down to business."

Although the danger was temporarily lifted, Voldemort did not take it lightly.

He knew that even if the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic were a bunch of idiots, there were definitely some smart idiots among them. If they couldn't find him outside, they might react and return to this warehouse.

He needs to act fast, get the "Lord of the Rings" and get away!

"Ah, my baby, we finally meet again."

Thinking of that golden little treasure, Voldemort's eyes showed infinite longing, and his heart was like a cat's paw scratching.

Finally, the authority of the Lord of Darkness will finally return to his hands!

The contraband warehouse of the Ministry of Magic has a rather complicated protective magic circle, if you open it rashly, you will definitely be crushed by the magic above.

But such a magic circle can hardly defeat Voldemort.

Anyway, he is also a genius of Hogwarts, and he personally made six ruthless Horcruxes.

With the belief of "injuring the enemy eight hundred, and self-injury one thousand", there is no magic circle in this world that can stop him.

"Nagini, I have wronged you."

Silently comforting his pet Orochi, Voldemort's eyes were red, and he stuck out his fangs and bit the iron handle of the warehouse door fiercely.

In an instant, the electric current flickered randomly.

Voldemort seemed to be struck by lightning, as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at his flesh and blood!
"hiss!"

The serpentine Voldemort felt like he was about to pass out from the pain, but his crazy obsession was always supporting him and keeping him awake.

What is this pain compared to the emptiness without the "Lord of the Rings"?
"Open it for me!"

Crying desperately in his heart, Voldemort was almost roasted by those thunder and lightning.

That is to say, Nagini is not an ordinary big snake, otherwise, he really can't last until the magic power on it is exhausted
"Squeak~"

The iron door made a teeth-piercing sound, and opened a small crack.

that's enough.

Voldemort was overjoyed, and blood dripped from the doorknob like a tattered rope.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The pain in his body couldn't conceal the ecstasy in his heart. If he didn't dare to disturb others, Voldemort really wanted to laugh up to the sky.

"Not bad."

Voldemort thought he was figuring everything out.

But never thought that there was always a pair of eyes staring at him quietly.

Everything he did, whether it was quietly recovering his strength in the Black Forest, sneaking back to England quietly, or summoning his own big snake, secretly sneaked into the Ministry of Magic.
Nothing could escape those eyes.

"Crack, crack, crack."

Appearing from the void, the black-haired young man gave Voldemort a soft applause with an evil smile on his face.

"you!"

Suddenly seeing someone coming, Voldemort's brain went blank for a few seconds, and then his snake eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

No, he wouldn't be so surprised even in hell.

why.
How could this person be here!

Who can tell him why the "Devil Lord" Sauron is here?
Why in the Ministry of Magic!

"Well, you worked hard, please keep going."

"Sauron" chuckled, looking down at Voldemort who was paralyzed on the ground.

Stretching out his white palm and snapping his fingers lightly, Voldemort only felt dizzy, and then lost all consciousness.

Klein, who teleported along the "Mark of Enslavement", put away Nagini, who was also unconscious, and showed an extremely sincere smile.

"Who would have thought that you would be going to sleep and still get such a big surprise, you are really my lucky star."

Under his feet was Voldemort who had recovered his real body and shrunk into a ball.

In his hand, there was a small snake that was as thick as a finger and covered in blood and flesh.

In front of him was the unobstructed view of the Ministry of Magic's contraband warehouse.

Klein scratched his eyebrows and said to himself.

"Since they're all here, let's take a look."

At the same time, "Paradise Street" underground palace.

"His heart was trembling, interesting, what did he meet?"

Although Voldemort's soul fragment is no longer there, as a memory of Voldemort's youth, Tom Riddle and Voldemort have a weak connection that even Klein finds wonderful.

Putting down the scroll in his hand, Tom narrowed his eyes and his expression became extremely dangerous.

He longs to be a "human" again.

Very eager.

Unfortunately, now is not the best time for him to play.

(End of this chapter)