Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Human nature is greedy and will give up life for money.

Among the more than a dozen regional leaders, there were more than 10 minor corruption, five major corruption, and a total of three major corruption.

One is responsible for Russia, one is responsible for the United States, and one is responsible for the United Arab Emirates.

Chaos, freedom, and money are indeed the catalysts for corruption.

Voldemort has no mercy and will deal with all corruption involved.

Not only must they recover their losses, but they must also accept legal penalties.

One of them had a bad temper, perhaps because he felt that he had found support in Mao Zi.

Voldemort didn't get used to it, so he directly gave him a memory spell, emptied him and handed him over to the police.

Anyway, although his consortium has moral problems, there are no legal loopholes.

The accumulation of capital is inherently full of exploitation and plunder, so it cannot be restricted by morality.

Wandering on the edge of the law, as long as you don't cross that threshold, that's fine.

At least the Riddle Consortium never evaded taxes.

"The Internet still needs to be developed, and we must master the core technology."

After dealing with the traitors, it is natural to plan the next development of the consortium.

In addition to maintaining the existing real estate and arms industries firmly, Voldemort decided to promote the Internet as the next step.

This thing started to develop rapidly at this point in time, and with my foresight, I think it will spread faster.

"In addition to core technologies, supporting equipment, base station construction, etc., we must give away profits to allow more people to participate."

You have to make money, but there is no need to make the world full of enemies for the sake of money.

The best thing is to bundle interests together, so that everyone will be prosperous and everyone will suffer losses.

In addition to these, Voldemort finally demanded more investment in China, especially in real estate.

"Don't take the funds you put there, reinvest them all."

After making the final decision, Voldemort dismissed everyone.

"Cultivation of more truly capable people, Pochs, you will always be someone I can trust, but there is no need to dig deep in areas that you are not good at, do you understand?"

At the dinner, Voldemort said this to Porches.

How much he could comprehend, Voldemort didn't know and didn't care.

The Muggle world is not his base, and more of his energy should be placed on the wizarding world.

After the dinner, Voldemort took his two apprentices and went directly to Malfoy Manor.

"Welcome back, Dark Lord."

The manor square was shrouded in a lighting spell, and a dozen wizards wearing black cloaks and masks stood upright in front of them.

Although the number was small, they were all trustworthy. Voldemort hugged them one by one and had a few words with each one.

"Nott, it feels so good to have a body."

"Crabbe, Vincent is a lot like you. He likes fire."

"Parkinson, Pansy is a brave girl, you must train him well."

After communicating with everyone, Voldemort attended the dinner organized by Lucius for him.

"Take off your mask, take off your heavy black robe, light the lights and play some music."

Voldemort began to show that he was different from the past. He no longer liked the dark and sneaky life.

"Let all the reliable family members come here. This place should be more lively and lively."

Following Voldemort's instructions, more people joined in.

There are ladies, and there are also many children who are not yet in school.

However, for those young people in the family who had recently graduated, no one asked them to come due to Voldemort's suggestion.

People around the age of twenty are the most passionate.

Let them know that Voldemort is back and is their backer, and will definitely cause trouble.

And the last thing Voldemort wants right now is trouble.

The contradiction between the reformists and conservatives in the wizarding world has long been irreconcilable because of his appearance.

The conflict between pure-blood wizards and Muggle wizards is also growing crazily in the darkness.

The conflict between rich purebloods and poor purebloods has also come to the fore.

At this time, it is better not to appear rashly and change the situation.

Especially since the resurrection is not yet complete.

At the dance after dinner, Voldemort invited Luna to perform a very uncoordinated opening dance.

Under Voldemort's advance instruction, Lucius and his wife took the lead in laughing, getting the atmosphere of the ball off to a good start.

After that, many ladies came to ask Voldemort to dance, but Voldemort refused.

"Please stay with everyone, I'll go see Senior Abu."

Halfway through the ball, Voldemort said to Lucius.

He didn't see surprise in Lucius's eyes, and Lucius's words also answered this doubt for him.

"My father has been looking forward to this day for a long time. Please come with me."

Lucius led Voldemort upstairs.

The two little ones, Neville and Luna, wanted to follow, but Voldemort refused them.

"Take Neville to dance, Luna, to cheer up the kid."

Voldemort left Luna such a task.

"Knock, knock, knock."

There was a knock on the door, and Voldemort judged from the sound that the wood on the door was very thick.

"boom."

No one spoke inside, but the door opened with a bang.

"My father has suppressed the backlash curse in the past two days, but it has taken a heavy toll on his mind and body. Please ask the Dark Lord to take stock of my father's situation and not communicate too much."

It was rare that Lucius dared to make demands of Voldemort.

"I'm here to help, not to cause trouble, Lucius, I know what to do."

Voldemort patted his shoulder comfortingly and walked into the room alone.

The room was dark and damp, and after stepping through the door, it gave people the illusion of entering an independent space.

"Is it the Dark Lord?" came Abu's voice, "I'm inside."

His voice was hoarse and tired.

Voldemort turned towards the inner room. As soon as he entered, he saw a lot of shiny things piled up in the corner.

His eyes glanced over here and fell on Abu, who was neatly dressed behind the desk.

He looked changed a lot, his handsome face was a little out of shape, and his nose was slightly tilted forward.

"Look at what I look like." He stretched out his hand to indicate to Voldemort to sit opposite him, "This is not the Senior Abu you remember."

Voldemort smiled from the bottom of his heart and said, "But your enthusiasm is as good as ever. It reminds me of those things on the Hogwarts Express."

"Hahaha, you beat old Crabbe very badly that time. He complained to me for a long time afterwards, and he even thought about taking revenge on you secretly."

Abu sat down with Voldemort, and then pointed to the cup in front of Voldemort, "Chocolate milk, I don't know how you changed the taste, but in any case, you can do whatever you like with me."

"Thank you, Senior Abu."

Voldemort lowered his head slightly, then picked up the cup and drank a gulp.

Putting down the cup, he saw an even bigger smile on Abu's face.

"I seem to see the old you, Tom, can I call you that?" asked Abu.

"Of course, Senior Abu, in my heart, you have always been my guide." Voldemort said sincerely.

"You can't say that."

Abu looked very happy, but he still waved his hand and said seriously, "It is impossible for me to guide a great person like you, Tom. Look at Lucius, what I have taught him to be like."

When he said this, Abu's face showed a look of dissatisfaction.