Hogwarts: Blood of Alduin

"Master, the head count has been completed. A total of 140 of us have not returned this time. However, the remaining 1000 or so wizards have returned, but they do not have wands, so they are not yet capable of fighting." said a Death Eater.

"I know, go down and rest. Our soldiers still need to rest. Wait until tomorrow to go to Diagon Alley and get the wand." Voldemort said.

"Yes! Master." said the Death Eater.

"Severus, I want to know why you didn't tell me this time that they have such a powerful protective spell?" Voldemort said, looking at Snape standing aside.

"I don't know about this, Master. Maybe Dumbledore never trusted me from the beginning," Snape said.

"Is that so? Then you have disappointed me. Have you been hiding for so many years in vain?" Voldemort said calmly.

"I'm sorry, Master." Snape said calmly. He was mentally prepared for death. As a crow lurking in the darkness, Severus Snape had already ignored life and death. He thought, maybe death Finally, he could see the person in his heart who he had loved deeply for many years.Although she doesn't love him.

"Don't be nervous, Severus, you are my most loyal subordinate. I am reluctant to kill you. You are the best blade to me." Voldemort said.

"Thank you for the compliment, Master, I will not let you down." Snape said calmly.

Now he has returned to his middle-aged appearance, his eyes are full of emptiness, without a trace of emotion. That is Occlumency, a spell used to prevent Voldemort from prying into his thoughts at any time.

The next day, Voldemort's Death Eaters were ready to go. They were all eager to try, with excitement on their faces, because soon they would be able to pick up their wands and fight, because they would soon be able to fight for the devil in front of them. They were fanatical and crazy. , is desperate.

Voldemort looked at the people in front of him, and he could not help but feel a burst of pride in his heart. These were his soldiers, but among the crowd, there was only one missing woman who was so crazy and made him feel most at ease. Although it was a little sad, Voldemort soon He has calmed down. After all, he is called the Dark Lord who surpassed Grindelwald.

'My warriors, starting from today, you will no longer have to face those disgusting group of dementors, starting now!You are free!I, Tom Riddle, will lead you to the highest level in the wizarding world!Now let's go!Diagon Alley!Voldemort said using the speech he learned from Hela, the Lord of the Undead.

"Oh!!!" The blood in the hearts of the Death Eaters below was once again ignited. They clearly felt that the master they followed was no longer as moody as before, and now he was like a real leader. Full of charm.

Then bursts of black mist rose in the sky, and they flew towards Diagon Alley in England like a dark cloud. They had no other goal, they had only one goal, and that was Ollivander's Wand Shop.

At this time, Ollivander did not know that he was about to be in trouble. He was planning the return of his son. They had not seen each other for 20 years.

Just when Mr. Ollivander had prepared for the reception ceremony, the door suddenly opened.

"Sun... I'm sorry, sir. I thought my grandson was back. Do you need anything? You can ask first, and then come back to get the wand tomorrow. My son will be back today, and I have to go and greet him." Fander said excitedly, his face full of joy, but the young man's words made his face freeze.

"I want all the wands in your shop. If you are wise, please leave as soon as possible, otherwise you will never see your grandson." Voldemort said.

"What did you do to him!?" Ollivander said angrily. He took out his wand and pointed it at Voldemort.Even his arms were shaking, and his adrenaline was already soaring. He was certain that if Voldemort told his grandson that something was wrong next, then a death curse would be fired from Ollivander's body without hesitation. burst out of the wand.

"It's not what happened to your grandson, but to you, Mr. Ollivander, my name is Tom Riddle, and I am Voldemort." Voldemort said.

"No! This is impossible, Voldemort can't be so young. You are not him! Who are you?!" Ollivander said.

"Thank you for the compliment, but it is undeniable that I am Voldemort. It is a pity that you gave up the chance to survive, Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort took action instantly, and the bright green light attacked Ollivander, but it made him What no one expected was that Ollivander, who looked like an old man, actually dodged and did not forget to fight back.

It was also a death curse, and it also had strong killing intent. Voldemort showed no sign of weakness when he saw this, and also attacked with the death curse. I saw two bright green lights colliding in the small room, but Austrian Levander was old after all, and his spell didn't last even three seconds.

The green light hit Mr. Ollivander, and his life came to an end. There was still a drop of tear on his old face. This was not the fear of death, but his tears of sadness, just like Tom As Riddle said, he would never see his grandson again.

"My warriors, come and choose your wands." Voldemort didn't even look at Ollivander's body. He directly controlled the many boxes with his wands and distributed them to the Death Eaters. Then he walked away without saying a word before leaving. Forgot to blow up Ollivander's wand shop.

On the same day, a young man with a tired face and a smiling face came to Diagon Alley. However, what surprised him was that there was no prosperity and liveliness in his memory. The many wizards were still there. I don't know about Voldemort's return, but what happened at Ollivander's Wand Shop caused everyone present to flee.

The young man followed the path in his memory and came to Ollivander's Wand Store, but the scene in front of him made him dumbfounded. The once glorious Ollivander's Wand Store had become a ruin. He felt bad and left immediately. Entering the ruins, it was empty, and he saw a corpse. That was the corpse of his grandfather. His grandfather was dead and could never open his eyes.

"No! Why!" Young Ollivander shouted loudly. He didn't understand why, why he just traveled for 20 years and came back to be separated forever. Endless sadness filled his eyes. Turning blood red, he felt the magical aura around him, which was the aura of black magic. As far as he knew, there was only one person who could use this spell, and that was Voldemort.

But there was no way he could fight it with his own strength, so the young Ollivander, after burying his grandfather's body, took all the materials and set foot on the road to Hogwarts.