Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Dumbledore slowly withdrew his wand and scanned the magical light on the four towers.

Lucius took the opportunity to retreat from Dumbledore and rescue his wife from under the sculpture.

"Colin Creevey, a first year student at Hogwarts, died last night at Hogwarts Castle."

Dumbledore spoke slowly. His words made Lucius and his wife look at each other in surprise, and the old Malfoy's movements also stopped.

"Abraxas, do you know what this means?" Dumbledore asked.

"Really?" Old Malfoy asked in surprise.

"I don't need to lie to you about this, Abraxas. I need to know the traces of that man." Dumbledore said.

Old Malfoy stopped what he was doing, and the magical light on the tower gradually went out.

"Lucius, take him to the backyard to have a look." Old Malfoy said to his son, then looked at Dumbledore and said, "There is nothing you are looking for here, Dumbledore, leave as soon as you finish reading."

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then nodded and looked at Lucius.

…

Durmstrang was far inferior to Hogwarts, at least that's what Draco Malfoy thought.

Although there is a more spacious venue than Hogwarts, the castle is much smaller, with only four floors.

And as the weather got colder, the days began to shrink, and the long nights made Draco very uncomfortable.

But it's not all bad here, at least you can learn black magic.

"They won't let me learn Fire," Vincent Crabbe complained to Draco. "He said we were too young to control that thing."

"Don't learn from your father, Vincent." Draco said dissatisfied, "My father has warned me, let me remind you not to learn this magic."

"Why?" Vincent asked with a puzzled look on his face - in fact, even when he didn't ask a question, his somewhat stupid face was mostly filled with puzzled expressions.

"No reason, Vincent, just remember my instructions." Draco said angrily.

He finally understood what the professor meant when he said, "Stupid subordinates will bring you endless trouble."

"Listen to Draco, Vincent, your flooded brain can't understand anything." Goyle said from the side.

"Shut up, Gregory, you're not necessarily smarter than me." Crabbe retorted to Goyle.

Draco quickened his pace, wanting to get away from these two idiots.

However, just as he was about to turn to the stairs, he suddenly noticed a tall figure walking towards the castle in the distance outside the window.

"Dumbledore?" Draco frowned.

"Where?" The two idiots stopped arguing and ran over together and asked.

Draco stretched out his hand and pointed outward, and the two of them followed his hand and looked out the window, and sure enough they saw the tall and familiar figure.

"What's the principal doing here?" Gore asked doubtfully.

Draco naturally didn't know the answer, but he saw Durmstrang's tall and thin headmaster walking out of the castle and greeted him.

The two of them said something under their gaze, and they didn't look very happy.

Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang, gave Dumbledore a nudge, seemingly to shoo him away.

Drive him away?

Draco felt that he must have seen it wrong, how could Karkaroff do that.

But what happened next made his eyes widen in surprise.

Karkaroff actually raised his wand and took the lead in launching an attack.

Dumbledore retaliated, and the two fought in the open space in front of the castle.

More students poured out and looked down curiously. Some professors walked out of the castle to join the battle group. Dumbledore was besieged.

"Will the principal be okay?" Crabbe asked innocently.

"Don't worry." A student not far away said loudly, "Although Dumbledore is powerful, black magic is prevalent in Durmstrang, and Principal Karkaroff will not let him get a favor."

"I'm talking about Principal Dumbledore." Crabbe blinked twice and said to the students not far away.

The man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that this person was concerned about Dumbledore.

Draco took two steps back without leaving a trace, away from the stupid Crabbe.

"He's a transfer student from Hogwarts, hit him."

Someone shouted something, causing the students in the corridor to pull out their wands.

Draco frowned and glared at Crabbe dissatisfied, but still pulled out his wand.

"stop."

A roar came from the end of the corridor.

"It's Krum, everyone, stay still."

"Krum will teach them a lesson, these damn Hogwarts students."

"Don't say that. I am distantly related to the Malfoy family. They are nice people."

While the students were chattering in discussion, Krum came over and stood in front of Draco and the other three.

"Please be quiet and don't cause trouble."

He said these words calmly, then turned to look out the window and continued to focus on the battlefield.

Everyone was stunned, but they didn't expect that he didn't do anything, he just separated them.

But Durmstrang's students quickly quieted down, respecting Krum's choice.

Decorah withdrew her wand and looked out the window again.

The fighting outside is intensifying, and five Durmstrang professors have already participated in the fighting.

Dumbledore was one against six, and the transfer students at Hogwarts were worried about him.

“Repaired as good as new.”

Dumbledore's voice suddenly sounded in front of the castle.

Then he pointed the magic spell at the earth, and purple-gold light penetrated into the earth continuously.

Karkaroff and others stopped in surprise, wondering what Dumbledore was doing.

"I need to see him, Karkaroff, just need to see him."

As Dumbledore spoke, magic poured into the earth from the Elder Wand, and Karkaroff was stunned.

How can one person have so much magic power...

"Botu, change..."

As Dumbledore's voice sounded, the entire earth suddenly cracked open.

Cracks spread out like spider webs, making a loud "clicking" sound.

Karkaroff and others fled in horror. They couldn't believe that a wizard could do this.

"Stop, Dumbledore, don't hurt the castle."

Karkaroff shouted while dodging.

"Oh my god, how did he do that?"

"Isn't he over a hundred years old? His magic power is so powerful?"

"It's impossible for a wizard to do what he does, right? It must be an illusion."

The students in the corridor all sighed at this incredible scene.

Draco's two followers had already opened their mouths in surprise, and Draco himself also widened his eyes.

"Agree to my request, Karkaroff, the ripples are not that easy to control. I think you have studied it." Dumbledore's voice came from far away, sounding confident.

"I promise you, Dumbledore, I promise you." Karkaroff said, "Let everything go back to the way it was. Damn it, is this really the magic that a wizard can have?"

Dumbledore slowly put down the Elder Wand, the earth returned to calm, and the surprise on people's faces slowly faded away.

But this horrifying scene is bound to be imprinted in everyone's mind and cannot be dissipated for a long time.