Hogwarts' new house

"It's him." Calvin suddenly raised his head, shook away the muddy tears in his eyes, pointed at Little Barty and gritted his teeth: "There is an altar there too, and he put a black diary on the altar."

"Lucius Malfoy" Guzhen looked ugly. The two Horcruxes entered Winter Valley. He actually had no idea whether they came in at the moment when the Winter Valley gate was put into the giant turtle's mouth and lost sensitivity, or whether they hid their aura through some method.

"You even know this?" Little Barty showed a surprised expression: "It's a pity that coward Lucius didn't dare to come. Such a big contribution belongs to me alone." He smiled arrogantly: "You can't stop it. The master is coming back and no one can stop him."

Thick black mist suddenly spread over the forest. The wizard who had already left the examination room looked over in shock. Even the water curtain was automatically attracted, projecting the black mist to the Orkney Islands.

All the wizards were stunned. The black mist in the water curtain gave people a very bad feeling. Thinking of Master Diwan's prophecy made people even more panicked. Some people have already begun to retreat quietly, apparating away from the Orkney Islands.

"It's Barty Crouch Jr." Someone immediately screamed when they saw Barty Crouch Jr. through the water curtain. "The Dark Lord's most loyal Death Eater, he is still alive."

"It's the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord is coming back."

"Impossible" someone pretended to be calm: "The Dark Lord is dead, and Professor Dumbledore is also there."

"And Principal Wintervale," someone emphasized: "Mr. Lockhart said that Principal Wintervale is a powerful wizard. They are already there and there is no way they can resurrect the Dark Lord."

As if to slap him in the face, as soon as he finished speaking, the black mist in the sky suddenly condensed, and in the blink of an eye formed a squirming mass of dark liquid on an altar.

The head, torso, and limbs formed a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old in a moment. The young man was tall and thin and had thick black hair. As soon as he came out, he stretched out his hands and turned them over to observe carefully.

"What a magical altar. Sure enough, with just a few changes, I can be resurrected."

"Who is this?" The wizards were confused in front of the water curtain.

"The Dark Lord in Tom Riddle's youth." Someone cursed and turned around and walked into the sea: "A damn little turtle will come out immediately, I want to enter Winter Valley."

The man was carrying a long crutch and was wrapped in a black traveling cloak. As he walked, a magic eye twisted and turned to observe and guard the surroundings, as if a dark wizard would appear at any time to attack him.

"It's Mad-Eye Moody," someone whispered.

"He said that was the Dark Lord in his youth."

Moody and Voldemort were only one class apart, and they were both classmates at Hogwarts at the same time. However, they took two completely different paths. One became the most famous Auror in history; The most terrifying Dark Lord.

Moody said he was Voldemort, so this young man must be.

The air suddenly became quiet, you could hear a needle drop, many wizards shivered, and the smell of urine even filled the air.

Everyone subconsciously stayed away from the water curtain, as if the Dark Lord would emerge from the water curtain at any time. Afraid, but still staring at the water curtain, even those who dare not look at it secretly glance at it with their peripheral vision.

The horror of ten years ago slowly comes to mind again. Whether you want to know the news about the Dark Lord or not, you must pay attention.

The Dark Lord is back. Even if he is not the ugly Dark Lord in his memory, as long as he thinks of the three words "Voldemort" in his heart, he will be extremely frightened. No matter how handsome he looks, he can't hide the horrific things he has done.

The Dark Lord is back, in the secluded forest of Winter Valley, during the assessment period of Professor Winter Valley

run run run

For a moment, screams shook the sky across the Orkney Islands, and there were disembodied bangs everywhere. But there were too many people who were not performing well today. Several people had already failed to apparate, and from time to time one or two arms or legs fell out of the air.

The little wizard cried and looked for his parents, screaming and shouting in confusion.

Riddle looked at his newly condensed body in the water curtain, and laughed louder and louder, until he bent over with laughter, which made people's hair stand on end.

"I'm back, I'm back"

The shouts shook the forest, startling countless birds. Riddle picked up a wand from the altar and shook his head as if he wanted to release a magic and announce his return to the world.

There was a muffled "dong" sound, and a careless voice came from the water curtain: "The uncle is coming back, so why don't we line up to welcome you?"

The Orkney Islands suddenly became quiet again, and everyone who didn't escape stared at the water curtain with their mouths open.

A huge green toad appeared out of nowhere and knocked the young Dark Lord to the ground with a pipe and a pot, cursing in his mouth: "You were the one responsible for that burst of black smoke just now. You choked me to death, Lord Frog."

Toad hit Riddle's head with one pipe and one pipe: "Why don't you learn how to do it? Mr. Frog can hear the wailing of the innocent souls in the black mist from hundreds of miles away."

"I want you to use my altar to summon the evil aura, condense your body, and squat in the corner to sing conquest for Mr. Frog." Toad smoked the pipe and pot, cursed, and then smoked the pipe and pot for a while, knocking Voldemort to the ground.

It feels so good. No wonder that guy always scolded me while slapping me, and even asked Mr. Frog to sing "conquer". Who knows what "conquer" means, but he shouted "slap" like this. It felt so good.

On the Orkney Islands, the wizards looked at each other.

This is when the Dark Lord will be whipped by a toad until he is unable to fight back.

Riddle dodged the smoke pot, stood up with a dark face and squinted at the toad, then suddenly raised his hand and fired a green light: "Avada Kedavra"

The green light was like lightning, roaring towards the toad.

Unforgivable, no one dares to do this to me

come to death

Amidst the screams of the wizards, the green light instantly swallowed the toad, and Riddle grinned slightly. He didn't mind others' offense to him, as long as you were willing to die obediently. If you die, I will not whip the body.

Riddle moved his hands and feet, and without looking at Toad, he figured out the direction and walked towards Winterfort.

After taking two steps, an annoying voice came from behind: "Are you going to compete with me on Avada Kedavra?"

Riddle paused suddenly, and turned around to see that the life-killing curse that hit the toad was slowly swallowed by a thin film on its body.

It didn't do any harm to the toad.

"Thief Sun, you want to leave after a sneak attack on Mr. Frog." Toad raised one eye: "Avada, you think Mr. Frog is a vegetarian."

Toad raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes and looked at Riddle with contempt, and the king's domineering rage came out.

A bad premonition arose in Riddle's heart. Before he could react, he saw the toad opposite opened its mouth and let out a "croak".

Lines of green light spurted out from the toad's mouth like machine gun fire.

Chug tug tug, tut tug tug

Suddenly the landslide and the ground cracked, and the huge Avada Kedavra crashed down like a meteor shower of green light.

Riddle's mouth opened in astonishment.