Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 187

Voldemort didn't know yet that another Horcrux had been exposed.

Now, with the help of Peter Perudi, he has come out of the Algerian Black Forest and arrived in Moldova.

There are few Muggles in such a small country, let alone wizards.

Voldemort thought he was safe here.

At least before reshaping his physical body, he didn't intend to leave.

Chikinau, the capital of Moldova.

On the quaint streets, a person and a dog walked slowly.

In the evening, when it was drizzling, there were no people on the street, only the vendors selling flowers and tea on both sides of the street were hiding under the big umbrellas they brought to avoid the rain.

The wet hair turned into strands and fell to his ears. Peter touched his little hair with hands covered in black mud, and sighed helplessly.

After a pause, he turned his head to look at the big dog beside him, and said in a low voice.

"Master, should we find a place to settle down first?"

The big dog didn't respond, but just swept those passers-by with greedy and fierce eyes.

These Muggles are his "rations"!
"Owner?"

Peter thought Voldemort hadn't heard, so he asked again gently.

"Well, let's do that."

Even though he was extremely eager to have a physical body again, the preparations for the magic ceremony did not take overnight.

Voldemort's dog grinned, as if sneering.

For the time being, let these Muggles enjoy the peace and quiet of life, such good days won't be too long.

Making up their minds, Peter and Voldemort found a random hotel to stay in. Although Wormtail was useless, it was still very easy to cast a spell on an unsuspecting Muggle.

The two chose a small room to settle down, and enjoyed a sumptuous dinner with local characteristics.

Touching his round belly, Peter burped in satisfaction.

He thought that although he is now in exile, the quality of life is much better than when he was a pet.

midnight
"This damn rain."

Two men in casual clothes walked into the hotel cursing, shaking the drops of water off their bodies.

Such a place where birds don't lay eggs, if it wasn't for the order from above, who would want to come?
"Ok?"

As soon as the two entered the hotel, one of the bearded men noticed something unusual.

Looking into the hotel owner's eyes, he put his hand into his pocket vigilantly. Seeing that there was no Ministry of Magic ambush around him, he touched his chin with interest and smiled.

"Hehe, there are "similar" here."

"The "Ecstasy Curse" is really a superficial spellcasting, I can do it without a wand."

Another long-faced man echoed, asking his companion with his eyes.

"So, shall we go or?"

"Go? Why go!"

The bearded man stared, showing a rough smile, and said in a low voice.

"Don't forget, this is already the territory of our "Death Bloom", if you want to go, someone else will go!"

Those who have sworn to the "Golden Cup" are so confident. It is an unshirkable responsibility to break the ground for Lord Sauron.

The bearded man cast a "Sleeping Curse" on the innkeeper without thinking, and then waved his hand.

"We're going to meet them!"

"It's not good, we don't know if they are passing people, or something else, if they make enemies with others casually, will the superiors know?"

The long-faced man showed hesitation.

Chikinau, which they arrived not long ago, should keep a low profile and develop silently.

It's so flamboyant, it's really a bit meng lang.

"What are you afraid of, we are here to show our prestige, if we don't show our prestige with wizards, do we want to show our prestige with those Muggles?

The higher ups will understand us.

It was originally a place beyond the control of the Ministry of Magic, and the one with the biggest fist was the boss!

Regardless of whether he is passing by or not, when he arrives at our site, he must abide by the rules and obediently come to worship the top of the mountain.
Besides, if you can't beat it, just run away, the "Portkey" is still with you. "

As "Death Bloom" outsiders, the two of them were given a "port key" that could instantly transfer to a safe place.

As the saying goes, if you win, you earn blood, and if you lose, you don't lose money.

Whether Xikinau is chaotic or not, they have the final say.

"Ok."

Seeing that he couldn't dissuade his companion, the long-faced man stopped talking nonsense, and also drew out his wand.

Fortunately, it was midnight, and most of the people were asleep. Otherwise, seeing such weird two people would inevitably cause another wave of trouble.

Going upstairs lightly, the two patiently searched one by one.

The small hotel is not big, it only has two floors, and there are still many rooms vacant, so it is not difficult to search.

Soon, they discovered the room where Voldemort and Peter were—wizards had a very special aura, which was totally different from ordinary people.

"Well, this is the right one."

The long-faced man gripped his wand tightly and nodded to his companion.

The bearded man chuckled, and directly cast a "Silencing Curse" to isolate the area, then kicked his foot hard, and kicked open the old wooden door!
"boom!"

The wooden door made a loud noise, causing Peter, who was in a deep sleep, to lose six of his seven souls.He was so timid that he didn't have time to react, and before he screamed, his body went limp, and he rolled off the bed with a "click".

On the other side, Voldemort, who was not very sensitive, also hurriedly stood up, looking at the intruder vigilantly.

Can you meet other wizards in such a place where birds don't lay eggs?
Voldemort only felt a toothache.

His luck is also bad to a certain level.

"Hehe, it really is the same kind."

Seeing Peter, the bearded man smiled.

This fat mouse-like person doesn't look serious.

Black wizard is good, there is no need to reason with the black wizard, what he likes most is being unreasonable~
"Hey, you trash, don't you know that this is the site of our "Death Bloom", isn't it impolite to come to our site and not even say hello?"

The bearded man grinned grinningly, and approached slowly while holding his wand.

The long-faced man didn't say a word, but was secretly on guard.

"Death blooms!"

Voldemort was startled secretly, feeling a trace of fear for no reason.

He wasn't afraid of these two trashy bastards, but the person behind them.

Lord Sauron!

How can there be such a coincidence in the world, this is Sauron's trap, he knows that he has escaped from prison, and he knows that he is coming to Moldova!

"I'm like this and you still won't let me go!"

Voldemort wanted to cry but had no tears in his heart.

Back then, he just took one more look at Sauron in the crowd, but he was hated by the other party until now.

What a fate.

For a moment, Voldemort simply wanted to give up resistance and die in Sauron's hands obediently.

But thinking of the Lord of the Rings symbolizing power and strength, it seemed like an indelible flame was burning in his heart.

Can't give in to that.

He, the great Voldemort, will never give in!
(End of this chapter)