Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 876: The Frustrated Voldemort

As an island in name only, the area of ​​the Heshidry Islands is a bit too large, and there is even a mountain range on it.

Perhaps this is also the reason why black dragons can live here for generations. If the area is too small, it really can't raise fire dragons.

The good news is that after entering deep into the island, Voldemort turned into black mist and left first with his close Death Eaters.

Kyle and most of the resentful cannon fodder clamored over the mountains behind, rushing on two legs.

But this is also good news for Kyle. Without Voldemort by his side, some things can be done without restraint.

"You're tired, man." Kyle caught up with a straggler Death Eater and patted him on the shoulder from behind, "Want something to drink? I have butterbeer here."

The man turned around and was stunned for a moment after seeing Kyle's face clearly.

It’s strange that Travernot, who is not very capable but has a bad temper, is so easy to talk to today.

But before he could think clearly, a wand passed in front of his eyes.

"Legilimency!"

The Death Eater's eyes suddenly became distracted.

Kyle checked his memory and shook his head in disappointment.

There was nothing again. He had already checked six Death Eaters, but couldn't find any useful information.

These guys have no idea what the purpose of this trip is.

It seemed that we had to start with the few intimate Death Eaters, and the ideal candidate would definitely be Rodolphus Lestrange. He was the person in charge before Voldemort came, and he must know a lot.

But he will probably stay with Voldemort, and it will be a bit difficult to get started.

Kyle thought and waved casually.

"Collapse!"

The Death Eaters who had just woken up immediately passed out again.

"Should we notify the Order of the Phoenix?" Kyle muttered to himself without looking back.

Logically speaking, the Order of the Phoenix must stop such a large-scale operation by the Death Eaters, but with Voldemort here this time and Dumbledore missing, it would be of no use even if people from the Order came over.

And Cornwall also needs manpower...Although the Barbor Lenis is Moody pretending to be, Barty Crouch Jr. hasn't come back yet, and Kyle didn't see him in the crowd just now.

What if the Order of the Phoenix transfers everyone here and Tonks is in danger.

But it's okay not to say it. If something happens, such as the black dragon flying away, the Ministry of Magic will definitely be in big trouble if it doesn't know anything.

After Kyle hesitated for a moment, he took out a piece of special parchment and wrote a line of words on it.

"Mysterious Man Appears in the Hesidian Islands."

This is the summons parchment, the other one is with Cedric.

Being the clear-headed and calm person that he is, Cedric will definitely know what to do when he receives his news.

At least after seeing the name of the mysterious person, they should be more cautious.

The only problem now is that the Heshidri Islands are a bit far away and may be beyond the scope of the parchment.

After all, when he made this thing, it was only to facilitate communication within the Ministry of Magic, and it had not yet developed into a cross-border business.

Kyle folded the parchment, opened the box and jumped in.

After a while, an animal with a horse's body and a fish's tail squeezed out of the box. The moment it landed, its fish's tail disappeared and turned into a complete horse, and then ran quickly towards the seaside. go.

The Equus is a magical animal that can freely change its body shape. During the Triwizard Tournament, Kyle conveniently...well, brought it back for treatment, and it just comes in handy now.

Although the owl transformed by the water monster does not have the magical ability to recognize the way, Kyle does not need it to deliver the letter to a specific location.

According to the location of the Heshidry Islands, as long as they cross the ocean and reach the edge of Britain, Cedric's side should be able to display the content.

After doing all this, Kyle habitually kicked the unconscious Death Eater away, then took out the Firebolt and chased in the direction where Voldemort disappeared.

There was still time, and he needed to collect more information.

It should be impossible for Voldemort to stay with those Death Eaters forever. When they separate, it will be your chance.

With the help of his broomstick, Kyle quickly surpassed the cannon fodder troops and was the first to reach the other side of the island.

What comes into view is a village, a village at the foot of Jianwai Mountain. Most of the houses are made of stones and some kind of plants, full of medieval style, a bit like a smaller version of Diagon Alley.

Kyle hid in a tree and looked toward the village.

The originally quiet village had caught fire, and the Death Eaters following Voldemort were destroying the simple houses like crazy.

It seemed like he was venting his anger.

Because Kyle didn't see a stranger.

The entire village had been evacuated before Voldemort arrived, and everyone was missing. They must have hid in the mountains.

I have to say that Miles McFasty is really a smart man. Faced with such a number of Death Eaters, only places with groups of black dragons are the safest.

In sight, Rodolphus Lestrange knelt down again, curled up and struggling on the ground like a cooked prawn.

If nothing else, Voldemort should have given him the Cruciatus Curse as punishment for being so clever.

"Where is the person? Where is the person you mentioned?"

From a distance, Kyle could hear Voldemort's roar.

"Master... they... really agreed... and put forward the conditions for cooperation... I swear..."

Lestrange was writhing in pain on the ground.

"Idiot, you were deceived! They are just delaying the transfer of everyone."

Voldemort looked gloomy and cast another Cruciatus Curse, "It seems that Miles McFasty doesn't want to be a smart man."

Rodolphus Lestrange was in so much pain that he could no longer make a sound, and only the twitching of his calves proved that he was still alive.

At this point, other Death Eaters have arrived.

Facing Rodolphus Lestrange lying on the ground, they all lowered their heads and pretended not to see anything.

Kyle also took the opportunity to leave his hiding place and sneak into the back of the team.

"Anyone who disobeys the Dark Lord must pay the price." A big man overturned the last intact house, walked over, and ordered in a arrogant tone: "Go and find them!"

Everyone looked at each other.

They have not forgotten the roar of the fire dragon and the dozens of intertwined flames they heard just now.

There are fire dragons in this mountain range, at least a dozen of them.

Go in and find someone? That's asking for death.

But their hesitation did not last long. Voldemort just turned his head slightly, and everyone dispersed into birds and beasts, rushing into the mountains in the blink of an eye.

You may not die if you face the fire dragon, but you will definitely not survive if you continue to stand still.

Just like Old Crabbe said just now, disobedience to the Dark Lord has to pay a price, the price of life.

Kyle was in the mix.

But he didn't go far, and quickly turned back secretly.

After determining that the village had no value, Voldemort also left, and now only Rodolphus Lestrange, who was tortured to the verge of collapse by the Cruciatus Curse, was left here.

"Tsk, tsk, what are you trying to do?" Kyle pointed the wand at his head.

"Legilimency."

The magic spell that was invincible before can now only see a messy picture without any useful information at all.

Occlumency?

Kyle frowned.

Too. How could a trusted confidant of Voldemort not know Occlumency? Even to save their lives, they must learn this.

But that would be troublesome.

If Legilimency doesn't work, the only option is to try Veritaserum.

Kyle did have this kind of magic potion. During the first grade holiday, Dean Sasia of St. Mungo's once gave him a box of dozens of bottles of different potions because of his defeat of the werewolf. There was a small bottle of truth serum.

Another Christmas, Snape also gave him a bottle. Although his original intention was to threaten and not to be kind, the potion was real, a serious veritaserum. Two drops would guarantee the answer to any question.

But in Lestrange's current desperate state, he probably wouldn't be able to say anything.

Kyle was a little hesitant, thinking about whether to find another opportunity...but the opportunity was rare. He didn't know when he would meet such a lone high-level Death Eater next time.

Why don't you take him away...just leave the Hesidian Islands?

Kyle hesitated in his heart. At the same time, the effect of Polyjuice Potion on him gradually disappeared due to time issues.

When Rodolphus Lestrange forced himself to open his eyes, he saw a face that he would never forget.

The Lestrange family used to be the largest among the Death Eaters, until this man appeared... There were originally three of them, but now he is the only one left.

They are all named Kyle!

Not knowing where he got the strength, Rodolphus Lestrange grasped the wand and waved it towards the sky.

A huge skull appeared out of thin air, with a python hovering in the skull's mouth.

He knew that in his current state it would be difficult to kill Dumbledore's successor, so he chose to release the Dark Mark!

As long as the Dark Lord sees the mark, he will surely come.

Kyle panicked, and then he noticed that Lestrange had woken up at some point, and he had returned to his original appearance.

"You can't run away..." Rodolphus Lestrange gasped, but his eyes were full of madness and joy.

"I really didn't expect...that I could...meet you here..."

"It's quite a coincidence. The Lestrange family and I are really destined to be together." Kyle felt heartbroken, put away the polyjuice potion in his hand, replaced it with another thumb-sized bottle, and opened it mouth and poured the potion inside.

In an instant, Rodolphus Lestrange became polite, and his eyes full of profanity became much clearer.

"Tell me the purpose of your coming here!"

"Collect the black dragons of the Heshidry Islands and start the war." Rodolphus Lestrange said in a dull tone.

"Is this all there is?" Kyle asked again: "What if it can't be collected."

"Kill the wizards of the McFasty family, create chaos, and cause a black dragon uprising."

"What will you do?"

Under the influence of Veritaserum, Lestrange answered all questions, "Black dragons are extremely averse to magic. As long as a large number of wizards continue to use magic, they can be made to leave Heshidri..."

"Avada..."

Before Lestrange could finish speaking, Kyle suddenly leaned over and rolled, narrowly escaping the killing curse flying from a distance.

A black mist fell from the sky.

Voldemort is back!

Without any hesitation, Kyle immediately prepared to apparate away. Anyway, the news was almost known, and there was no use for him to stay here.

But the next second, Kyle found that he was still standing where he was.

"Did you find that Apparition didn't work?" Voldemort fell to the ground, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "Do you want to guess why?"

"Professor Dumbledore, Riddle has been fooled!" Kyle's eyes lit up and he shouted: "Let's kill him together!"

"Dumbledore..."

Voldemort turned his head subconsciously.

A gust of wind carried a few leaves and flew slowly past his eyes.

Fooled…

The red light in Voldemort's eyes suddenly surged, almost bursting out, but when he turned around again and wanted to crush the shameless thief, he only saw a broom tail.

"Avada..."

Several rays of green light flew from behind at high speed. Kyle, who wanted to escape on his broom, had to change his direction immediately and fly towards the depths of the mountains.

Firebolts are very fast, but they are not as fast as the Death Curse. The only way now is...well, find another way.

At least get rid of Voldemort first.

This guy with no martial ethics actually secretly learned the disembodiment banning spell.

Kyle even suspected that the reason why he didn't show up immediately was because he was setting up this curse.

My majestic Dark Lord, instead of using spells, you have to use tactics. Isn't it embarrassing to tell him?

But no matter what, Kyle had to admit that he was careless this time.

I originally thought of withdrawing after asking the question, but it seems that it is not that easy now.

The only good news is that if he can't use Apparition, Voldemort can't use it either. It shouldn't be that easy to catch up with Firebolt... right?

"I…***"

Kyle took a moment to look back and was so frightened that he almost fell off his broom.

Voldemort, who had turned into black mist again, was following closely behind him, getting closer and closer to him.

This is a Firebolt with a speed of 150 miles per hour. The fastest broom in the world was caught up like this?

It’s not reasonable anymore!

Kyle could only turn again and plunge into the deepest part of the mountain range.

During this process, Kyle held the broom with one hand and reached into the box with the other hand to scratch at it.

More than a dozen pots of mandrake were thrown out, all of them the kind that had been pulled out, and the piercing howl resounded through the mountains.

Voldemort naturally would not be killed by the cry of Mandrake, but the black mist he turned into briefly dispersed, and Kyle once again distanced himself.

"It's this little trick again!"

Voldemort was very aggrieved, or he had never been so aggrieved.

In his opinion, Kyle is just a bug, the kind that can be crushed to death with one kick. But the problem is that this bug not only runs fast, but also has a slippery body that seems to be covered with lubricant, and occasionally vomits. When disgusting things come out, he can't catch them at all.

This has never happened before.

"Did Dumbledore teach you this?"

The furious Voldemort took out his wand and flew towards Kyle with the death curse as if it was free of money.

"This is not what the principal taught." Kyle muttered, but he did not dare to stop at all, and plunged into the forest in the mountains and disappeared.

Voldemort fell back to the ground, waved his wand vigorously, and something seemed to be shrouded around the mountains, and then he shot the Dark Mark into the sky.

A few seconds later, several black mist appeared one after another, and the Death Eaters who did not know this curse also ran over in the shortest possible time.

"Owner."

Crabbe, Goyle and other Death Eaters came to Voldemort tremblingly and stood respectfully.

They could see that Voldemort was very angry at this time, even more angry than ever before, including the last time he met Dumbledore at the Ministry of Magic. He had never been so angry before.

They didn't know yet what happened, but they didn't dare ask.

"Let everyone come here and find this shameless thief!" Voldemort waved his wand, and Kyle's appearance immediately appeared in front of everyone.

The picture made of magic is so vivid that it is almost exactly like Kyle himself, even when he looks in the mirror.

Shameless...thief?

Crabbe and Goyle, who were not smart to begin with, were even more confused now.

They naturally knew who Kyle belonged to. After all, when Voldemort had just been resurrected, it was this man who came out to cause trouble and rescued Harry Potter from the chopping block.

But what about the thief? How dare he steal from the Dark Lord?

Don't want to die?

Seeing Kyle's appearance again, even though he had used magic to conjure it up, Voldemort's originally pale face still had a bit more color, and his voice was so cold that there was no emotion at all.

"Remember, I don't want to hear about your failure this time."

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(End of chapter)