Hogwarts pet owl

"Tom..."

Dumbledore's blue eyes stared at Voldemort;

It was as if time had returned decades ago, and the Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts was looking at the gifted students he personally brought to school.

"Dumbledore!"

Voldemort waved his wand continuously, and the brilliance of his magic bloomed, and the heavy and heavy whip like an octopus tentacles was thrown towards Dumbledore.

Dumbledore turned the Elder Wand, and a ball of golden light erupted from the tip of the wand. Voldemort's attack was immediately blocked.

The old wizard who was over a hundred years old waved his wand again at a speed that was totally inappropriate for his age. The next moment, the floor around Voldemort instantly turned into quicksand, and at the same time, a gelatinous liquid substance poured down from the ceiling like a waterfall.

Voldemort had no doubt that if he was stained by that thing, it would take a lot of effort to escape.

So he instantly turned into black mist and got rid of Dumbledore's transformation spell, and at the same time shot Avada Kedavra directly at the principal.

However, it was not just the two of them present now, but also Errol and Harry - the Death Eaters were no longer there. The moment Dumbledore appeared, five Death Eaters, including Peter Pettigrew, rushed to the scene. Jumped out of the window.

Errol didn't go to help Dumbledore at all, because there was no need. In her owl form, she was like a magic machine gun, pouring magic at Voldemort.

Peter Pettigrew's house was shattered to pieces in an instant.

One Dumbledore is difficult enough, but now there is another Errol.

Even someone as powerful as the Dark Lord had to admit that he was no match for the two in front of him.

Now we should shift our strategy,

Voldemort thought so, and used all his strength to cast the fierce fire.

There was a looming figure of a giant beast in the flames, which was so fast and fierce that it seemed to want to devour everything.

Dumbledore and Errol both frowned, and Errol shouted to Harry who was hiding behind the overturned table,

"Harry! Jump out of the window quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Harry rushed to the window without thinking - the window had long been smashed by Barty Crouch Jr., and Harry jumped down without any hindrance.

This time he will probably break his leg and have to stay at Madam Pomfrey's for at least a night - Harry thought in the air.

But a gentle force held him up and slowly landed on the ground.

He looked around in surprise and saw that there were no Muggles on the streets around the house, only densely packed house elves - like an army.

Barty Crouch Jr. has regained his appearance and is now tied up and unconscious on the ground;

Peter Pettigrew and the Death Eaters had also lost consciousness. There were really several house elves binding them with transfiguration.

A cool feeling immediately came from the wound on the arm. Looking down, he saw a female elf blinking her big eyes and treating her wound seriously.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the stairs, and couldn't help but feel lucky——

It’s great to have a friend like Errol!

……

in the room,

"Dumbledore! No matter what, I'm back! The grudges between us will be settled one day, just wait for me!"

Voldemort stood in the flames with a crazy expression and a ferocious face.

"And you! Errol Weasley! You will definitely regret your decision today!"

"Jie hehe hehe..."

Voldemort smiled and turned into black mist, breaking through the roof and flying into the air.

Errol looked at Dumbledore who was restraining the spread of the fire.

"Professor Dumbledore, do you need me to chase you?"

Dumbledore shook his head,

"No, Errol, don't go."

The Elder Wand swung violently toward the ground, golden light shot into the sky, and the fierce fire quickly shrank, and after a few seconds, it was completely extinguished.

"He wants to run away with all his strength, but we can't keep him. If we chase him too closely, it's easy for him to jump over the wall."

Errol nodded, that's the truth. Anyway, Voldemort is a polished commander now, so he's not afraid of causing any trouble——

Voldemort was able to almost rule the wizarding world in the first place. His great strength was only part of the reason. The most important reason was that he had a large number of Death Eaters who were willing to be his minions.

……

……

The rocks are sharp and the waves sound.

Voldemort appeared in a cave under a cliff by the sea.

He and Peter Pettigrew hid here for a while.

He strode into the cave, his hands dancing, and the sleeves of his black robe were like the unfurled flag of a hunter.

The furniture in the cave seemed like puppets controlled by him, hitting the cave wall with his movements.

"Click, click!"

The furniture that Peter Pettigrew had managed to steal instantly turned into pieces.

"Hohoho, Dark Lord, congratulations on your successful resurrection."

Voldemort turned his head and looked straight at the source of the sound with his scarlet eyes.

"It's you, you hidden rat."

Haierbo smiled and shook his head.

"No, no, no, Your Excellency the Dark Lord, I have helped you a lot before, do you still remember? If you say that to me, I will be sad."

Voldemort snorted coldly,

"If I don't kill you right now, I'm already repaying your favor. Get out of here! Otherwise, you'll die!"

Haierbo spread his hands,

"You are wrong again, Dark Lord. You should not have driven me away, especially when I could be of great help to you."

Voldemort turned his body to face Herbo,

"explain."

Haierbo raised his head slightly and said:

"As far as I know, the Dark Lord's career has suffered some minor setbacks."

Voldemort spewed white air from his nostrils. It was obvious that he and Haierbo had some disputes over their understanding of the minor setback.

"continue."

Haierbo kept smiling and continued:

"The reason why it's a minor setback is because you don't have anyone available at the moment,"

Halbo's eyes looked in the direction of Azkaban,

"But your men are not dead, but imprisoned..."

Voldemort sneered: "That's Azkaban, is it so easy to do harm?"

——In the original book, it was not easy for Voldemort to rescue his core Death Eaters from Azkaban.

There were still many pure-blood families who obeyed his orders at that time. Even so, it took him several months to rescue the Death Eaters——

The biggest difficulty is actually that the location of Azkaban cannot be located at all. Only through the Ministry of Magic can we accurately get to Azkaban.

This shows how lucky Sirius was to be able to swim back.

But even in Azkaban, it's not that easy to kidnap. In addition to dementors, there are also Ministry of Magic staff there——

Negotiating with dementors takes time. If an employee of the Ministry of Magic takes any action at this time - whether it is to notify the ministry or interrupt the communication between himself and the dementors, the result of the action will be failure.

Haierbo had an incomprehensible expression.

"What if I could provide you with a team of elite warriors? What if I could provide you with the means to control the Dementors? What if I could provide you with the exact location of Azkaban?"

"I wonder if you have the confidence to rescue people?"

Elite warriors are easy to talk about, but the location of Azkaban and the method of controlling dementors...

"How do you know that?"

Voldemort asked.

Haierbo blinked: "Sorry, this is confidential."

The dark wizard who built Azkaban and experimented with dementors was Helbo's student Extis.

I think back then, Haierbo even participated in the experiment of creating dementors!

But there is no need for a chess piece to know these things.