Hogwarts time travel

As a symbol of purity, the unicorn's blood is also rich in strong positive energy, but as soon as the blood touches the lips of human beings, it will add a curse to them, making their souls suffer forever.

In order to fully develop the value of unicorns, the wizards conducted in-depth research, and finally discovered the magic that strips the curse from the blood of unicorns and only retains the energy in the blood.

Coincidentally, Voldemort knew this magic.

But he bought the unicorn blood not for his own use, but for Bella.

Bella's more than ten years of living in Azkaban caused irreversible damage to her body.

As the only follower by his side, Bella has always been loyal, and he also thinks it's time to give her back.

Of course, there is a deeper consideration, which is not enough for outsiders.

Bella fetched a huge metal tank, pressed the password, and the metal tank slowly opened in a burst of cold air, revealing the unicorn blood preserved in liquid nitrogen.

The blood in the container has a silvery color, like liquid silver, shining brightly in the sun.

Voldemort looked curiously at the metal tank storing the blood, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"What's this, Bella?"

"Oh, it's a Muggle company called Thomas Biopharmaceuticals. God knows why Muggles are involved in the piracy of unicorn blood..."

Halfway through speaking, Bella suddenly remembered that Voldemort hated Muggles, and looked at her master with some trepidation.

But unlike what she imagined, Voldemort did not get angry, but squatted down and looked at the metal can with great interest.

Sensing Bella's puzzled look, Voldemort laughed.

"Didn't I tell you, Bella? I'm not who I used to be."

"I used to be vicious and self-willed, but that's all in the past. Now I am an optimistic, pure and cheerful young man. If all the dust settles, I may go to a Muggle to get a pastry chef certificate , I've always wanted to open a bakery, Bella, will you come with me?"

Listening to Voldemort's words, Bella was a little dazed, but she nodded firmly.

Although she didn't think the owner was an "optimistic" or "pure and cheerful" person, and she wouldn't take the exam for a pastry chef certificate, she still chose to believe him.

Because in her life, only he was left.

Voldemort didn't know Bella's mental activities, and after seeing enough of the metal can, he carefully picked up the unicorn blood in the container.

Because it was too cold, Voldemort simply put his sleeves on his hands, hugged the container in embarrassment, and yelled at Bella.

"Go find a basin!"

Bella wanted to laugh when she saw this scene. The Dark Lord who once made the entire British magic world tremble now looks like a playful teenager.

Maybe this is his true face?

Bella fetched the cauldron and watched as Voldemort poured the unicorn blood from the container into it.

"Give me a little of your blood, Bella."

Bella took out a knife and pointed it at her wrist, "Are these enough?"

"It doesn't take that much!" Voldemort quickly stopped her, and poked her fingertips with a knife, and the bright red blood slid down the fingertips into the cauldron, making the crisp sound of jade being knocked.

"What are you going to do?" Bella asked curiously while sticking her fingertips into her mouth and sucking.

Only now did she faintly realize that this unicorn blood might be prepared for him.

Voldemort didn't answer her question, but instead asked Bella, "I asked you not to use black magic for a while, did you do so?"

"Well, I did." Bella said, licking her lips.

Voldemort sensed something was wrong from Bella's expression, and rolled up her sleeves in the direction of her gaze.

From Bella's wrist to her forearm, there were more than a dozen scars drawn in all directions, some of which looked very fresh, as if they had just healed, and looked particularly terrifying.

Voldemort looked at Bella, quietly waiting for Bella's answer.

"I... can't bear it."

Bella withdrew her hand in embarrassment.

Voldemort didn't blame her. One of the side effects of black magic is addiction, which makes people want to use it unconsciously. To be honest, he didn't expect Bella to do it, but he didn't expect Bella to be so obedient and rely on self-harm. Life and death stopped the idea of ​​using black magic.

"You..." Voldemort sighed, "From now on, you don't need to use dark magic."

"Why?!" Bella was taken aback for a moment, and then became a little excited, "Are you planning to abandon Bella?"

Voldemort hurriedly comforted her, "That's not the case. You have a strong aura of black magic. What I want you to do is to never let others see that you have used black magic."

"And from now on, you won't be able to use black magic either."

"This soup potion is the medicine to eliminate your black magic addiction. After you drink it, you can use ordinary magic spells normally."

Bella looked at the silver liquid tumbling in the cauldron, and looked at Voldemort, "What about you? Don't you need it?"

Voldemort smiled confidently.

"Black magic, it's not enough to control me."

The liquid in the crucible soon reached a certain point. Voldemort waved his wand, and a faint cyan energy poured into the crucible, turning the liquid into silvery white waves, which rolled and fell into the prepared vessel.

"Drink it." Voldemort handed the potion to Bella.

Bella drank it without hesitation, looking at Voldemort with burning eyes.

In her eyes, this potion is not a potion, but a gift from the master.

Before Bella thought about it for too long, she felt itchy all over her body, as if ten thousand bugs were climbing up and down all over her body.

"Scratch as much as you want." Voldemort turned around silently, and heard a small rubbing sound behind him, followed by a scream.

Voldemort hurriedly turned his head, and found that Bella was holding a piece of yellow skin in panic, stroking the fair face after the skin was uncovered in shock.

"This is the potion renewing your body."

Voldemort turned silently again, and a sly smile flashed in Bella's eyes.

The host is quite interesting.

As a murderous female devil, how could she scream like a little woman because her skin peeled off?

She just wanted to see the master's nervous expression.

Soon, Bella completed the skin replacement all over her body. Looking in the mirror, she was pleasantly surprised to find that she was ten years younger. Now she looks only in her twenties. Full of healthy colors.

What woman doesn't like a youthful look?If Bella and Voldemort stood together like a mother and son in the past, now they stand together more like siblings.

The replenishment of vitality and youthful appearance are not the most important, the most important thing is that Bella has now completely eliminated the side effects of black magic, and can already walk in the sun dignifiedly.

The officials of the Ministry of Magic could not have imagined that Bella would be a teenager directly younger, and they would be arrested according to the photos of the past, so naturally they could not find her.