Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

When the red light in the study dimmed, Draco couldn't wait to knock on the door.

After a long time, a question finally came from the study, but it was also a little impatient.

"It's me, Your Majesty, Draco." Draco quickly introduced himself.

"come in."

As Voldemort's voice came, the door to the study slowly opened.

Draco walked in cautiously, fearing that he might damage Voldemort's magical equipment.

But unexpectedly, there was no large equipment in the room, and even the bookshelves were swept aside by magic. The entire study was empty, with only Voldemort floating cross-legged in the center.

"What's up?"

Voldemort, who was gesturing with his wand on the glyphs in front of him, asked without raising his head.

"It's about the investigation of that matter, I have a guess."

Draco said, looking away from the complicated runes.

The moment he glanced at the magic text, he had the illusion that his body, mind, and soul were being sucked by the magic text.

"investigation?"

Voldemort's thoughts were obviously not here. He repeated the word and then raised his head as if he suddenly understood, "Guess, what is it?"

"Hermione, Your Majesty," Draco replied.

Voldemort looked a little absent-minded, and visibly stiffened.

But the next moment, he became extremely serious.

"Is there any definite evidence?" he asked in a deep voice.

"There is only time to prove it, Your Majesty."

While Draco answered, he unfolded the notebook in his hand, letting the photos and the note with the time inside float toward Voldemort.

Voldemort stretched out his hand to push away the half-finished magic text in front of him, and then looked at the information Draco sent to him.

This information is not complicated, it is just the timeline of Hermione's time outside, and the timeline of the shock explosion.

The two are almost completely consistent, and there is really no way to avoid suspicion.

After reading the information, Voldemort was silent for a while, and then slowly asked: "Do you think the Hermione from outside has replaced the Hermione in this world, or is Hermione under some kind of curse?"

This question has two meanings.

First of all, Voldemort agreed with Draco's conjecture that Hermione was indeed responsible.

Secondly, Voldemort did not think that the Hermione he knew betrayed him, but that there was something wrong with this Hermione.

As for what went wrong, he also gave two guesses.

First: This Hermione is an outsider "Hermione", which means that the real Hermione has disappeared or was taken away by death.

Second: Hermione was controlled by outsiders using spells, such as the Imperius Curse.

"I don't know, Your Majesty, I have just made a guess. If I want more concrete results, I need more observations." Draco replied cautiously.

At this time, there was no hesitation on his face.

Voldemort nodded, agreeing with Draco's statement.

"Are you going to observe her for a while?" he asked again.

"No, Your Majesty, my idea is to arrest her." After Draco denied it, he gave his own explanation.

Voldemort looked Draco up and down for a moment, nodded and said, "I thought you would hesitate."

"I did hesitate, Your Majesty, but you have to know what happened to her." Draco said.

Voldemort nodded.

If Hermione really did this, then Hermione's condition is really worrying.

"You go directly to Neville and ask him to take people to act with you. Where is Hermione now?" Voldemort asked.

"North America, Your Majesty," Draco replied.

Voldemort glanced at the world map not far away, and glanced around North America.

"Go and act, Draco, this matter is entirely up to you." Voldemort retracted his gaze and looked at Draco.

Draco immediately bowed and nodded, and slowly exited the room, going to find Gemma for orders.

Not long after, he took Neville and others to the Yucatan Peninsula.

This place originally belonged to Moscow, but with the chaos in the North American countries, the territory here became less clear.

But this had nothing to do with Draco and others. They went directly to the destination of their trip - the Mayan ruins.

"Are you sure it's Hermione?"

Walking side by side in the jungle with Draco, Neville asked with a bad expression.

"I know your feelings for her, Neville, but I think you also know my feelings for her."

Draco's words made Neville shake his shoulders in dissatisfaction.

He believed that if he and Draco were to switch positions, he would not shrink back like the other person.

But this is a personal matter, and he really doesn't want to say much about it.

"I just hope there's no misunderstanding."

Neville added, with the intention of ending the conversation.

Draco shrugged and said nothing, but it was still an answer.

"What will we do if we see her?" A Death Eater following Neville stood up and asked.

"I will persuade her to go back, if she doesn't want to..."

Draco paused, frowned and said, "Arrest him directly."

The Death Eater looked at Neville, obviously waiting for Neville's order.

Neville finally nodded after a moment of hesitation.

The team became quiet again, and everyone walked through the woods in silence and came to a spacious place with strange monuments.

It is a Mayan ruins with countless ancient buildings made of huge stones, which look quite spectacular.

"There she is."

A Death Eater suddenly shouted, causing everyone to look in the direction of his finger.

It was Hermione, she was writing and drawing under a ruins.

Obviously, she heard this person's cry, but after looking back, she did not get up to talk, but speeded up the movements of her hands.

"Hermione, come back with me to see His Majesty."

Draco quickly apparated behind Hermione, and at the same time glanced at the place where Hermione was writing and drawing.

It was a complicated magic circle that he couldn't understand at all.

"I think I'll go back, but not now, Draco." Hermione said without looking back.

"She's stalling for time," Neville reminded in a low voice.

Draco's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at the magic circle again, then gritted his teeth and waved decisively: "Capture."

As his order was issued, several Death Eaters raised their wands and fired magic.

Neville also flew up immediately, and the boomerang behind him was unsheathed the moment he took off, and without hesitation, it struck at the place where Hermione was writing.

Apparently, Neville wanted to stop Hermione from completing the magic circle.

But in the face of many attacks, Hermione did not stop her movements. Instead, she just waved back with her free hand.

An invisible magic shield rose behind her, blocking the spells of the Death Eaters and Neville's boomerang.

Surprise flashed in Neville's eyes, it was obvious that Hermione's move did not surprise him.

"It's not the magic of this world. Attack with all your strength, no matter life or death." Neville's voice came from the air.

Draco opened his mouth, instinctively wanting to stop, but in the end he held back.

The Death Eaters, on the other hand, took action without hesitation the moment Neville spoke.