HP in the name of Slytherin

The girl's gray hair seemed to have an orange-gold halo under the light of the lights. She spoke unhurriedly in front of everyone. She was neither stage frightened nor harsh. It was just such a light question, but it brought a greater sense of oppression.

The fake Grindelwald was about to answer when Catherine suddenly heard Halbo's message: [Master, Master, Halbo smelled the scent of home! 】

Catherine's eyes suddenly opened wide. Isn't that the curtain in Haierbo's house?

Seeing that Voldemort and the others were deliberately stalling for time, Catherine silently ordered Halbo to go around and check the situation.

Sensing the urgency in her heart, the little basilisk didn't waste any time, turning into a small one the size of a hair and sneaking out quietly.

It has a strong sense of magic. Catherine originally wanted to find Voldemort directly through Halbo. Unexpectedly, Halbo went out and walked around, but felt the breath of the curtain.

If it weren't for the abnormality in the curtain, Helbo hadn't felt it during the previous visits to the Ministry of Magic. So they were delaying time to tamper with the curtain?

But Catherine couldn't think of anything they could do with the curtains.

The curtain is Haierbo's lair. Use Haierbo's things to counterattack Haierbo and its owner?

How is this possible?

[Where did you feel the curtain? Is there anyone else nearby? 】Since Haierbo is a bit clumsy, Catherine can only ask slowly.

Haierbo said "Uh-huh" twice, [Inside the metal-like wall, what Haierbo felt after getting in was that the energy seemed to be getting heavier as he moved forward? There is no one, but there are many little balls, many, many, many~]

After all, Catherine was not familiar with the Ministry of Magic. Although Herbo's description was somewhat iconic, unfortunately she still couldn't tell where it was.

[Forget it...] Catherine was about to ask Halbo to come back when she suddenly heard Halbo's exclamation.

【It’s that ugly Dengxi! 】Voldemort!

At the same time, Shafik next to Catherine suddenly sneered: "Miss Catherine, have you already colluded with Mr. Dumbledore? On the surface, you are being tried here, but you are actually sneaking into the Ministry of Magic! What are you going to do?!"

He yelled loudly, but the target was not "Catherine" in front of the stage, but the "old president" sitting next to him.

He actually discovered Catherine's disguise a long time ago.

While scolding fiercely, the old wizard distanced himself from Catherine at a strange speed.

With a charming smile on his face, he paused for a second and said, "Unfortunately, it's too late."

In the entire venue, the wizards who were discussing with each other just now fell silent.

Their expressions became gentle, like lifeless statues, and they sat back obediently, even placing their hands on their knees very honestly.

"Shafiq?" Catherine stood up and looked warily at the old wizard who suddenly became very strange.

Tom on the other side shook his head. Fortunately, he was not controlled, but he actually panicked for a second.

He shouted to Catherine: "He just used magic similar to a magic field!"

Similar, but different from what Catherine understood, Catherine understood Tom's hint.

"What a coincidence, my ancestor," Shafiq suddenly said with a strange smile, "we actually used similar methods~"

"Voldemort...?" Catherine narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Stop pretending, Shafiq, you are not Voldemort."

"Well, why not?" Shafik tilted his head, "Magic is a very magical thing, my ancestor."

In fact, Voldemort was the only one who would call her "Miss Ancestor" in such a heart-wrenching tone.

But the aura and magic structure of Shafiq's body have clearly not changed. How could a person seem to be in good condition, but seem to contain another soul at the same time.

Horcruxes are not like this!

"Looking at your confused look, it seems that I finally defeated you once." Shafiq said and slowly backed away.

Just when Catherine was about to recite the spell, he stretched out a little finger and shook it in front of his face, "No, no, I advise you to think carefully, my ancestor."

Catherine felt her eyes were a little sore, and she realized belatedly that the reason why she squinted at Shafiq just now was not just because she was in a bad mood.

She really couldn't see clearly for a moment just now, as if her vision dropped several degrees in that second.

[Master, Haierbo is so hungry! So hungry! ! ! ! ! 】

Catherine covered her eyes, suddenly thinking that Salazar's remnant soul still resided in her body.

【Father! ] She yelled while trying to summon Haierbo back with a contract.

But the contract seemed to be isolated.

There was a strange vibration under the feet, and at the same time, Catherine's exchange with Salazar also came to nothing.

In the past, even if Salazar didn't speak, pretended not to be there, or fell asleep, Catherine could still vaguely feel Salazar's presence if she carefully sensed it.

But now I don’t feel it at all!

"What did you do?!" Her eyes were splitting.

She knew what Voldemort wanted to see, the pain and despair of his enemies, which would satisfy him.

Catherine deliberately undoes her changes and faces Shafiq as he is.

Voldemort, who didn't know how to integrate with Shafik, laughed out loud as expected, "What do you think I am doing by delaying time? Professor Dumbledore, please answer me?"

Dumbledore was now a little unsteady due to the vibration under his feet. He clearly still had a lot of magic, but Catherine didn't dare to take action now. Dumbledore didn't know what was going on, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Dear professor, my legendary ancestor, it turns out that you also have problems that you can't solve~" The two of them clearly pleased Voldemort, and he reminded "kindly", "Let me remind you, Principal Dumbledore, you are He has a contract with Hogwarts~"

The contract between the principal and Hogwarts was made by the four founders.

"Did you use the magic circle just now to control my father?"

Extract Dumbledore's magic power and peel out the "information" related to the Hogwarts contract, thereby tracking down the founder who is still alive...

Is this really what ordinary people can do?

But Voldemort did it.

He suddenly clapped his hands and laughed crazily, "Sure enough! Sure enough! What kind of forbidden magic did Salazar cast on you? Tell me, and I'll tell you too~?"

The shaking in the ground became more violent, causing cracks to appear on the ceiling above. Voldemort said innocently: "Let me remind you, my ancestor, if your precious little pet continues to make trouble, these people will die."

As if to cater to Voldemort, the Wizengamot wizards present, as well as officials at all levels of the Ministry of Magic, as well as distinguished celebrities in the magical world, raised their wands... and pointed them at their temples.

They all became bargaining chips in Voldemort's hands.

"I remember that it can survive even if it eats itself. It eats itself when it's hungry. How can you call mommy when you're so old?"