Entrepreneurship and Wealth in the Order of the Phoenix

Voldemort installed a thruster on Thanos' body, and then watched it accelerate and disappear into the vast space.He piloted the escape pod at the bottom of the shattered spaceship, back to Earth, back to the place where this perfect trip began-his Death Eater base.

He knows exactly what he wants to do now, which is what he has been accomplishing all his life.Although the power of the Infinity Gauntlet is powerful, it is not invulnerable. After seeing a powerful existence like Thanos die so easily, his fear of death became even stronger.Before he can conquer the world, he needs to make himself perfect, undead, and invincible.

Voldemort went to his basement, a place only he could enter.He took down a roll of yellowed parchment from what appeared to be a blood-stained bookshelf. It looked old, broken even with magical protection.

He unfolded the manuscript gently.

Thirteen is a magical number, it has always been considered by people to be related to death and darkness, but it is not the case, it represents power, a power that makes people fear, that's why people want to hide this special number, word of mouth its ominous...

... Twelve groups of controlled experiments have proved that the thirteen Horcruxes are the watershed for wizards to reach the peak of their power. If they fall forward, their souls will collapse...

At the bottom of this text is a rigorous and beautiful line chart, and there are many magic formulas written beside it.Next to it is a hand-painted painting, which is the scene of the collapse of the soul. The uncontrollable fragments of the soul will destroy the human body, and the horcrux splitter will gradually collapse like a dust.

At the bottom of the manuscript is the flamboyant signature: Dark Archmage, Rodel Ravenclaw, in December 1013 AD.

Exactly 1000 years ago.

This is God's will, Voldemort thought so, he is the chosen one, the protagonist in the novel, the leader who leads the wizards of the earth to conquer the universe, and all other Muggles and aliens will be under him. Bow your head in front of you!

Wake up, wake up!Although you have a lot of roles in these chapters, your role is over here, you are really not the protagonist!

Lao Fu: I don’t listen, I don’t listen, I don’t listen!

Thanks to this Dark Master, you can be said to be half of my teacher.Voldemort thought, and began to draw a magic circle in the room according to this manuscript.His eyes locked on the last line: "Painted with the blood of one's partner, his/her death will please the black magic of sacrifice."

Of course, that's not the case at all.This manuscript is full of half-truths and half-false academic falsifications. This line of dispensable words is simply the dark archmage who was dumped by the goddess. Holding his breath, he raised the banner of the fff group and wanted to report back (bao) (fu) social outcomes.

I don't have a girlfriend, and you black wizards who are obsessed with immortality don't even want to have one!They are all black wizards and no one wants to have a girlfriend! !

Voldemort believed in the evil of the archmage.

He ordered Bella to come over, and the woman had a look of surprise and excitement—you know, no subordinates are allowed to enter the master's room, and Bella was so moved that she burst into tears and almost wore out her makeup.She thought that she would finally gain the master's trust, and even love—she didn't dare to think about the latter for the time being, and she trembled with excitement when she thought about it.

She gently pushed open the basement door, and at a glance she saw her master standing in the middle of a huge magic circle. She walked over piously, with her head lowered, her movements were cautious and humble, as if crawling past Voldemort's feet the same.

"Master, may I ask what you need my help--"

Her expression froze, and a divine blade cut her neck without a trace.Blood spurted out wildly, and was restrained by Voldemort's magic power, flowing to the pentagram circle under his feet.It began to shimmer, when Lestrange came in with four Muggles. He saw the points of the pentagram, each of which held a magic jewel, and found that there was no sound on the ground. Bella, too scared to move, his mind went blank as if an atomic bomb had exploded in the center of his skull.

Four green lights penetrated the four Muggles standing in front of Lestrange.

Voldemort gave him a cold look. "What are you still standing here for?"

"Yes, yes, yes... I'm sorry, Master! I'm leaving immediately!" Lestrange crawled out like hell, trembling as he crawled, foaming at the mouth with fear.That's their master—Bella has been with him for so many years, entered Azkaban for him, she was still his student, he taught her every powerful black magic, and they also have a daughter, so easily was killed.What are you?What were the rest of the Death Eaters?They might be next!

Voldemort was mad, already mad.Lestrange had to admit that what Dumbledore said was right, the Dark Lord never regarded them as friends, not even as loyal subordinates, they were tools that gave him power, when he had With more powerful weapons, more money, and a stronger army - of course they can be discarded, like a pair of rotten shoes!

damn it!damn it!Why were my eyes so blind!

Merlin!Merlin!Why did I follow him in the first place!

In the past, it was because he promised to bring the pure-blood family to glory, but besides depriving them of their money and leading them to kill people like terrorists, what else did he do? !Later—of course it was because of fear of his power, but now, being a dedicated Death Eater does not mean that you will not be killed. Look at Bella, and then look at the Malfoy family who defected to the Order of the Phoenix. It's clear, the latter is still alive and well!

Lestrange huddled in a corner and didn't dare to cry. Suddenly, there was an extremely violent magical fluctuation from the basement. In the wizard's perception, its dazzling degree could be compared to an exploding hydrogen/bomb.Crazy and dark magical power swept every corner of this spacious base. It was unprecedentedly powerful, unprecedentedly cold, and unprecedentedly evil. Lestrange never thought that a wizard's magic could produce such a feeling. He felt that he was in this wave About to be torn to shreds.

Under this force, the manor turned into smoke and dust, collapsing into pieces.

Voldemort slowly paced out of the smoke, his complexion returned to its previous paleness, and his appearance became even more terrifying. His flesh and blood melted away, and his skin clinged to his skull, looking like a dry skeleton.Contrary to the withered appearance, he felt that the magic power in his body was unprecedentedly abundant and powerful.

At this time, it was midnight on December [-], and the cold moonlight illuminated the cloudless night sky.

……

Countdown to 24 hours, minutes and seconds.

"I won."

Harry stood up from his chair, and Tom beside him was about to fall asleep. Hearing this sentence, he woke up as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him.

"Is he dead?"

"Not yet, that's the problem." Harry walked quickly to the elevator and immediately pressed the button for the underground laboratory, Tom followed silently. "His magic power is too strong, like a piece of glue sticking his broken soul together, and at the same time because of the broken soul, the soul energy is released, his current power will be much stronger than before-but with the infinite gauntlet, he It doesn't make much difference whether it becomes stronger or not."

"My first plan worked. I didn't have to run up to him to die with a soul shard on my head." Harry stepped out of the elevator and started running. "So I'm going to get rid of this piece of soul now, and then I'm going to run away. I've already arranged everything."

"Can you escape?" asked Tom.

"Of course not," Harry replied. "But I only need to persist for 24 hours under his pursuit. I have calculated that after a full 24 hours, his soul will completely collapse. You - Voldemort is a very proud person, and there is no time to lose patience , he will never admit that he can't catch me by himself, and he will focus on hunting me instead of killing the Order of the Phoenix, mutants and Muggles. The longer I persist, the more he will The less damage you do to others before you die."

Tom said in a sarcastic tone, "Sounds very heroic. Are you determined to be a real savior?"

Silently, Harry threw the ingredients for the potion, which could only be put in two seconds before drinking, into the cauldron, poured it smoothly into the glass bottle, and watched it cool on the shelf.

"Didn't I tell you how wicked my soul is?" he said. "Rowena said it was Merlin's will to reincarnate me into this boy. Do you know where the soul that was supposed to be Harry Potter went?"

Tom shook his head confused.

"According to the order I messed up, he should be born in five to ten years. He is a kind, brave and strong soul. He deserves to enjoy peace instead of dying for war. Maybe he will become a pilot, or a policeman , or a Quidditch star?"

"And I—" Harry gulped down the potion. "Even if he died, Merlin wouldn't care."

The piece of soul was dissolved under the effect of the potion.

"I am leaving."

He slammed the door, walked quickly to the door, took the moke bag that had been prepared and hung on the hanger, and put on a thick black overcoat.

"No, wait—" Tom chased after him and grabbed him by the hem, and fell to the snow after a thrilling apparition.

"I'm going with you! Did you leave me there to kill me?!" Tom roared angrily. "Everyone knew you stayed with me before you disappeared! I'm not to blame for being skinned by Voldemort!"

"Oh." Harry said gleefully. "That's really nice to hear."

……

Counting down 23 hours, 51 minutes and 31 seconds.

Voldemort surveyed the almost ruined base. His Death Eaters stood trembling aside. They tried to control themselves, but their wand hands were still shaking.Voldemort raised the Infinity Gauntlet and opened a passage with the Space Stone,

Dark Night Proxima Centauri and General Deathblade rushed out of the passage, and behind them was Thanos' army.Proxima Centauri is as loyal to Thanos as Bella is to Voldemort (except she doesn't want to climb into Thanos' bed), she and her husband came to Voldemort with weapons raised, but before they could say a word, Voldemort raised the infinite Gloves, two people were hit by the purple light from the power gem, and they were instantly wiped out.

At that moment, Thanos' army stopped immediately, and a moment later, they all knelt down on the ground and surrendered under his power—they were dark low-level races with no loyalty at all. If the power is stronger, you will bow to whoever it is.

Now, they have become Voldemort's army.

His strength is at its peak.

"Excuse me, master, are we going to occupy the earth now? How many people on earth do we need to kill?" A leader of the dark army humbly said in his evil voice.

"No." Voldemort's sunken eyes flashed an eerie red. "The whole world is chasing Harry Potter, if you find any trace of him, give me a signal, and I will kill him with my own hands."

The author has something to say: the countdown to the end.

Everyone give me some advice.Currently planned episodes include:

"Infinity Stones," "19 Years Later," and maybe "1000 Years Ago"?

Can't bring cp to ah hey, make up your own brain