Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Under Neville's orders, the number of Green Curses began to increase significantly.

Draco, who had never made a move, felt nervous, but the scene that followed made his mood even more complicated.

Hermione, who was still completing the arrangement of the magic circle, stretched her wand back again without looking back.

"Whoosh."

A magic shield with a strong fire quality appeared there, and all the magic spells were struck on it, and they were all swallowed up or burned away.

The magic that clearly did not belong to this world made Draco convinced that Hermione was safe at this time, but also convinced that she was no longer the Hermione he knew.

But after all, what about the Hermione of this world?

While Draco was thinking, Neville flew to Hermione, and without hesitation, he pulled out the sword from his waist and cut Hermione in two with an upward movement.

Many years of being a Death Eater manager have turned Neville into a brave and decisive person.

Even though the person opposite was her former partner, as long as she wanted to destroy her world, Neville would never allow her.

"Uh-huh."

Before the slashing sword could fall on Hermione, Hermione, who had completed the magic circle, had already turned into a wisp of fierce fire and disappeared in the process of getting up.

The slightly changed Apparition should be related to Li Huo and Grindelwald.

The man who had sheathed his sword turned his head to search for Hermione. He was sure that the fluctuation of magic power just now was not enough to make Hermione move too far away.

"over there."

A Death Eater from higher up shouted, attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw Hermione already standing at the entrance of the ancient ruins.

"Stop him."

Neville shouted and took the lead in apparating, trying to flash to the entrance of the cave to prevent Hermione from entering.

But after spinning around, he did not disappear.

He was not the only one, several people, like him, spun around in circles and looked at the entrance of the ancient ruins in confusion.

"There is an anti-Apparition spell there." Little Crouch said, and began to climb up as he spoke.

But Neville flew up one step ahead of him and rushed towards the cave entrance to try to stop Hermione.

But it was obviously too late. Before the fastest one could fly to the cave entrance platform, Hermione had already walked into the darkness.

As Hermione entered, the stone door at the entrance of the cave closed with a rumble.

"The Alajo hole opens."

The one who landed directly used a lock-opening spell.

"Bang."

There was a muffled sound, but Shimen didn't respond at all.

"Open sesame... the door is wide open... torn apart..."

The man waved his wand crazily, and after trying various ancient door-opening spells to no avail, he began to use offensive spells.

Even in the end, he used the explosive spell to blow himself away, but he failed to open the stone door.

"Try to destroy the formation."

Little Crouch, who had given up climbing further, turned around and came to the formation, trying to rely on destroying the formation to resolve the formation that was taking shape.

It's a pity that his attempt quickly ended in failure, because the strange magic text in the formation was not something he could decipher.

"Please come, Your Majesty."

Neville said, taking out a bronze mirror from his pocket, which was exactly the way to contact Voldemort.

He awakened the magic mirror without hesitation, and soon Voldemort's figure appeared in the mirror.

After listening to Neville's brief explanation of the situation, Voldemort said that he would rush to North America immediately.

And just when he was about to close the mirror and use Intercontinental Apparition, the stone door suddenly opened with a rumble.

This made Voldemort stop his movements and looked at the situation here through the mirror in confusion.

The gravel-covered stone door opened, and Hermione, with red eyes, slowly walked out of the dark hole.

Voldemort's eyes widened in surprise, and his right eye instantly glowed red.

Looking in and out of the mirror, both of them noticed the redness in each other's eyes.

At the same time, they also discovered that the other party was different from themselves.

Deep in Hermione's red eyes, there seemed to be an incomplete magic text, which seemed to be where her eyes came from.

But in the depths of Voldemort's eyes, there was only a hint of red, which seemed to be the nature of these eyes.

"Sorry, teacher, I'm just following the guidance of fate to complete my mission."

No one expected Hermione to speak first, and it sounded like she still had some sense.

"If it is a destiny imposed on you by others, is it still your destiny?"

Thousands of miles away, through the mirror, Voldemort asked in a deep voice.

Hermione's red eyes flashed with a hint of struggle, but then she turned around regardless, and brought out wisps of fierce fire around her body.

"No need to stop me, you can come back too."

Voldemort's voice came from the mirror, and then he cut off the connection.

"Where will Hermione go?"

The image of Voldemort disappeared, and Crouch Jr. immediately asked.

"The Department of Mysteries, we're going there too."

Neville said as he took out the door key and called everyone to gather towards him.

Soon, with the help of the portkey, they returned to the Ministry of Magic in England and immediately rushed to the Department of Mysteries.

When they came to the corridor of the Department of Mysteries, they saw Voldemort's back in the distance.

Not far in front of the back, you can see Hermione writing and drawing on the door.

"Don't move, just wait a moment."

Voldemort stretched out his hand to stop everyone from moving forward, his eyes fixed on the movements of Hermione's hand.

It was an extremely complex inscription, written starting from a single point and extending to the left and right like a tree root like an ink droplet blown by the wind.

In the process of extending, some branches are added from time to time, making the magic text that gradually takes on a circular shape become more intricate.

Voldemort's eyes glowed with fiery light, and his right eye was even red, staring intently at the unformed magic text.

In his sight, the magic texts seen by his left and right eyes were different.

The magic text seen in the left eye was just like what others saw, but the magic text in the right eye was actually flickering and changing.

Although the overall shape is round, the small branches are always changing.

"The bond of fate..." Voldemort slowly but surely said the name of this magic text.

In his understanding, this magic text can create a profound bond between the two people behind the door, so that they can work together to break open the door.

This magic text with the nature of destiny has little impact on Grindelwald. After all, he must have thought of it.

But it has a decisive effect on another soul trapped in the "darkest moment".

"The correct way."

Voldemort murmured, but also hesitated.

He wanted to see a more complete magic text to improve the destiny magic text he created based on the prophet's eyes.

He determined that this was particularly important for his breakthrough.

But at the same time, he was also worried that after the magic text was completed, an irreversible situation would occur, and Grindelwald and another god of death would really rush out.

If that were the case, the world would be really dangerous.

The choice was in his hands, and he didn't have much time to think about it.