Hogwarts time travel

"The key was taken away!?" Stigart stood up suddenly, with a shocked expression.

"Indeed." Voldemort nodded, "But in fact, I also left behind."

"I cast part of my soul into the key in advance. As long as there is the guidance of the key, we can find each other directly."

"What's the use of finding it? We don't have the means to destroy each other, and we can't even resist." Stigall said with some frustration.

Voldemort seemed confident, "According to what you said, the god of evil thoughts took a key from Ollivander before, so he launched an attack on me."

"And when he gets the second key, who will he attack?"

Dumbledore thought for a while, and found that he was in Hogwarts Castle, and Grindelwald was not in this world. Except for the two keys on the God of Evil Thoughts, they didn't even seem to know the next target of the God of Evil Thoughts.

"You said that we don't even have the strength to resist. I think it's wrong." Voldemort smiled, at least I found a way.

While speaking, a dark figure quietly appeared in the office, with a black robe and a huge scythe exuding frightening power.

"This is..." Dumbledore looked at the shadow in surprise, "The power of the soul?"

Voldemort smiled lightly, "To be precise, it is the power of the mind."

"I didn't do nothing during this time. By re-collecting Horcruxes, I realized the deeper power of magic—the soul."

"As long as the mind is strong enough, it will resonate with the world. This power may not be able to kill the gods, but it can definitely expel them."

Dumbledore remembered that Voldemort used this phantom of death to repel the power of a god before. Is this method really feasible?

"Now that the enemy is clear and we are in the dark, instead of shrinking, we should strike hard."

Voldemort waved his hands confidently, "As long as this power is strong enough, I don't believe it's impossible to defeat a god!"

"But your current state..." Stigall said quietly.

"So it's not me." Voldemort sat back on his seat. "I was interested in Loya at first, but he's not here now, so I think Mr. Dumbledore would be a good choice."

"It's a duty." Dumbledore didn't hesitate too much, even if it was a guess to repel the gods with spiritual power, he was willing to try.

"Before that, I have a request," Voldemort said grimly, "please help me resurrect."

Voldemort asked Dumbledore to help him resurrect. This scene was too ridiculous. Fortunately, none of the people standing here were normal, only Hermione was shocked.

"I need life force," said Voldemort, "please bring me some criminals, or I can manipulate Harry's body and go myself."

"No need," Dumbledore stood up, "I'm going to Azkaban to pick up some Death Eaters."

After speaking, Dumbledore Apparated and disappeared.

Hermione couldn't help but roll her eyes watching the two people's private exchange of words.

"I hear Pettigrew has been captured," said Voldemort suddenly. "Is he doing well?"

Hermione glanced at Stigall, and found that the teacher didn't want to talk to Voldemort and could only respond helplessly.

"Well, when he was caught, from a health point of view, he shouldn't be too good." Hermione said vaguely.

"After he regained his human form, he turned into a 330-pound (300 catties) fat man, and he struggled violently like a dying pig. Aurors used up several stretchers and failed to carry him away. Finally, Minister Moody sent A dementor gave him a kiss."

Voldemort frowned, "As far as I know, people who are kissed by a dementor just lose all wisdom and sanity, and have no ability to reduce weight?"

His meaning is obvious, how on earth did you carry that 300-jin fat man away?

The Levitation Charm also had an upper limit, and the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic were obviously beyond their capabilities. Dumbledore was too busy acquitting Sirius at the time, so that there was nothing he could do with Pettigrew.

After all, although Pettigrew has no soul, he is still alive. It is impossible to cut it into pieces and take it away, and his "human rights" need to be protected.

Luo Ya never dreamed that the fattening plan he arranged for Pettigrew turned out to be an obstacle to arresting Pettigrew.

"Thanks to Her Majesty Rosetta." Hermione sighed, "She bought a truck from Muggles and transported Pettigrew out of Hogwarts."

"It's so interesting." Voldemort laughed out of breath.

Hermione felt awkward watching Voldemort laughing so happily with Harry's body.

Also, doesn't this Voldemort have the slightest sympathy for his former subordinates?

"Oh, let me declare that he is not my subordinate." Voldemort said quickly, "My main body is the Horcrux that Voldemort separated when he was in school, and I don't know Pettigrew at all. It is an attitude of a bystander, and there is no feeling of superiors and subordinates."

"And to be honest," Voldemort paused, "I look down on this kind of people who betray their friends."

"I heard that you still rely on him a lot." Stigall couldn't help but said that she was really curious about this junior.

"It's just that people think that Voldemort relies on him," Voldemort showed an inscrutable smile, "Voldemort doesn't trust anyone, he only trusts himself."

"But there are times when a piece of toilet paper is useful, and often it's the deciding factor."

"If Pettigrew hadn't tipped off and told Voldemort the address of the Potter family, Voldemort would not have died as tragically as predicted. He did have a role, although it was not the role Voldemort wanted to see."

Voldemort showed emotion, "If Voldemort hadn't decided to kill the boy in the prophecy, with his power at the time, it was only a matter of time before Britain fell into his hands. Dumbledore couldn't resist the brilliant trend."

"It's a pity that if there is no if, he was still included in the prophecy, which indirectly led to my birth."

Voldemort touched the scar on his forehead, "Speaking of which, I should thank Harry Potter, without him severely injuring Voldemort and killing Voldemort, I will always be a horcrux without any idea, and it is impossible to recover my sanity one day."

Hermione sounds weird, Voldemort thanks Harry Potter?Is this the latest joke of the year?

Laughing badly, as ridiculous as this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was arrested for visiting a dirty tavern.

Speaking of which, is there a way for Voldemort to lift the curse?

"What does it have to do with Voldemort!" Voldemort paled in shock.

"Voldemort just casually cursed at that time, how could it have such a powerful effect?"

"Actually, you should take Dumbledore to see an ophthalmologist. The Defense Against the Dark Arts professors he has been looking for all these years are all the same stuff. Finding a dog tied to the podium is even more innocent than their background."