[HP] Similar but different

Voldemort was back, as Harry had guessed, but didn't want to be discovered by anyone other than the Death Eaters.The first time they met, the cemetery was full of the Dark Lord's people; the second time, judging by the speed at which the dementors were escaping, it was obvious that they should not be expected to be witnesses - Harry reckoned, the eyeless dementor The monsters probably only sense forces darker than themselves.

If Voldemort's plan had gone his way, Harry would have died a month ago.However, Harry survived and became a huge variable-Harry informed Dumbledore of the news as soon as possible, and Dumbledore immediately reconvened the Order of the Phoenix and reminded people to pay attention.

The principal's goal is to raise people's vigilance, so as to prevent the Dark Lord from gathering his subordinates and re-emerging. However, the Ministry of Magic has become the biggest obstacle among them——

Minister Fudge suspects Dumbledore of plotting to overthrow him.In addition to strictly ordering everyone in the Ministry to keep a distance from Dumbledore, he also manipulated the Ministry of Magic to put pressure on the "Daily Prophet" to prevent them from reporting any news about it, and called the rumor that the mysterious man was resurrected as Dumbledore.Harry was not treated much better, and he was ridiculed all summer by the Daily Prophet as a poster child for paranoia.

In this general environment, Dumbledore lost his position as the chairman of the International Federation of Wizards because of his remarks about Voldemort's return. He is no longer the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, and the Knights of Merlin may also be revoked.

"...I guess Voldemort must have loved Fudge to death, because the Imperius Curse is unnecessary and the Minister is already doing his best to help him," concluded Sirius, sarcasm mixed with a wry smile.

"And what is he doing now?" Harry asked quickly, not noticing Ron and Hermione's slight shudder. "If he's going to recruit more men, won't people find out?"

"You have to know that Voldemort didn't go knocking on doors from door to door to get them to join the Death Eaters. He has a lot of secret methods." Sirius shook his head, "Besides, he has many other plans besides recruiting his men. Dumbledore Lido thinks he's been wanting a weapon lately and all his attention seems to be on that."

Somehow, Harry suddenly recalled turning around and seeing Voldemort standing at the mouth of the alley. "A weapon he didn't have before? Is it powerful?"

Sirius didn't answer right away.He watched Harry warily, and seemed to suspect that Voldemort's personal presence in Little Whinging meant there were more important goals than confirming Harry's Parseltongue.

Just when Harry was about to ask further questions, the door was pushed open with a bang, and Mrs. Weasley came in. "It's lunch time! Harry, do you want to..." Noticing that there were far more people in the room than Harry, she asked sensitively, "What were you talking about just now?"

"It's nothing, Mom, let's just take care of Harry's body." Ron said immediately.He got up and signaled Hermione to go down with him: "Come on, we can bring Harry a copy."

Ron might have done this to give Sirius and Harry more time to talk, but Sirius had stopped talking.When the godfather came downstairs, Harry sat on the head of the bed, thinking about the precious news he had just received—

What weapon was Voldemort looking for?

The answer to this question is hard to find.Leaving Harry's pending Ministry trial aside, Mrs. Weasley was already quite difficult to deal with - in order to prevent the possibility of them sitting around the room again, she asked everyone living in the house to join in the cleaning activity .

An old house that has been abandoned for many years, not to mention the dust, foxes are everywhere, and black magic items that I have never seen before - ordinary-looking snuff bottles can bite people - cleaning is really fatal.

After the novelty of the beginning wears off, Harry doesn't find it all that exciting to live in the anti-Voldemort headquarters, aside from being able to watch the Weasley twin start a joke shop business.

The main reason, of course, was that members of the Order of the Phoenix were still coming in and out, and Harry had no idea what they were doing.The secondary reason may be that the scar has remained motionless.

It made Harry very unhappy to discover that Dumbledore and Voldemort had something in common - he had never thought that such a thing existed before, not even one -

Don't let him know anything!

**

Voldemort was not in a good mood either.His earliest Horcruxes were destroyed and one was missing, not to mention his Death Eaters were once again unable to do what he asked.

"Are you saying...you can't find the elf?" he asked, his voice low and soft, but there was no doubt that there was great danger in it.

The forehead of the kneeling person was almost touching the ground, and his whole body was shaking. "Kreacher hasn't left Black's house in years... Sissy tried to summon it, but it didn't respond, it's not normal...someone was in that house, Sirius Black, he must have ordered Kreacher not to Leaving...Sissy can't get past her cousin, the fugitive who is the direct heir of the Black family..."

Voldemort was not interested in reasons, all he wanted was results. "So," he snorted coldly, "are you ready for punishment, Lucius?"

The head of the Malfoy family trembled even more. "It was indeed my negligence to give away what you entrusted, master. But I just thought that I was doing what you ordered before. Please give me another chance, master, the Malfoy family will always be your most loyal servant!"

Voldemort sneered, his yew wand tightened in his sleeves with long, pale fingers.He could see the details in the blond man's head that he was trying to avoid, and those details made him angry. "The Dark Lord told you to stuff things into a pure blood scum girl's bucket?" he asked softly, almost a whisper.

"Master, I..." Malfoy's face turned completely pale, but he still tried to excuse himself.

"Crucio!" Voldemort completely lost his patience.

The man's painful cries instantly echoed throughout the gloomy room, sharp and terrifying.After going on for quite a while, the surroundings returned to calm, leaving behind rapid and heavy breathing.

"The Dark Lord doesn't want to listen to smooth excuses, Lucius, you should understand that very well." Voldemort spoke again, his voice terribly cold.

Malfoy got up and knelt down again, covered in cold sweat, and his long hair was messy in strands on his forehead. "It's my fault, master."

This satisfied Voldemort a little bit. "Let Narcissa continue to summon that elf." He quickly ordered, "I know Sirius Black, he is far from a flawless man."

"Yes, master." Malfoy said immediately, "Sissy and I will definitely hurry up and not let any chance slip away..."

"I've heard enough of that," Voldemort waved his hand impatiently, and Malfoy immediately shut up. "Never tell anyone about these things," the Dark Lord hissed, "and next time...you know the Dark Lord's methods, my cunning friend."

Malfoy shuddered in horror, then nodded heavily. "The Malfoy family will never disappoint your expectations, master."

Voldemort didn't even bother to hum.Malfoy saw the sign that he could leave, and staggered up to get out the door.

After a while, another person entered the house.He was pale and slightly freckled, and his short hair was disheveled like dry straw. "Master," Barty Crouch Jr. bowed deeply, "I think you may have some new orders."

Voldemort glanced at Crouch—the Death Eater had noticed Malfoy's dismay. "You're undoubtedly loyal," he said, softening his tone, "but Lucius has to make up for his mistakes."

"I play for the master, not because of any other reason." Crouch quickly replied.

Voldemort's slightly furrowed brow relaxed. "Very well," he said, pondering a little. "Perhaps you could really be of help. . . . I remember you had a house-elf?"

Just as Malfoy didn't know why Voldemort was suddenly interested in Kreacher, Crouch didn't know why Voldemort asked Winky. "Indeed. But Winky is very old, I don't know if she can help the master." He said truthfully.

It doesn't matter how old you are, as long as you're a house-elf... all house-elves should have the same magic, right?

Voldemort thought uncertainly, and the phrase "Sissy can't get past her cousin, the fugitive is the direct heir of the Black family" was rolling in his mind.He seems to have guessed why Kreacher was able to leave that cave...

"Call her here at once," he ordered. "The Dark Lord has something to ask her."

It took less than 10 minutes to call Shining and ask questions.After he was alone in the room again, Voldemort sat down, his thin nostrils fluttering as he gulped for air—

He actually made a big mistake, in the most important thing.He thought Kreacher would die on the mid-lake island as soon as he steered the boat back to shore, but Regulus apparently left Kreacher with an order to go home.

The master's order is the basis for all the house-elf's actions, so Kreacher went back.From its mouth, Regulus knew what he had done, and decided to destroy the locket Horcrux.

"The locket must still be in the Blacks' house, then." A voice suddenly sounded from the small portrait on the wall, "I've never heard of any Parseltongue blood in the Blacks, let alone house elves. .”

To destroy the locket, first use Parseltongue to open it.Of course Voldemort knew this, but he was more upset. "The question is, how do I get in? I guess there's a secrecy charm on the place."

"There's a big secret, it's obvious." The portrait agreed, "otherwise Black wouldn't be able to restrict the house-elf's actions so strictly."

"That house has a more important purpose than the ancestral home..." Voldemort murmured, thinking of the Order of the Phoenix.If the Black home is the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix—fittingly, the ancestral home of an old magical family usually has a lot of protection—meaning that the house's Keeper is Dumbledore, the problem is even bigger.

Portraits also thought of the same direction. "But we don't need to confront the old bee, or even the Order of the Phoenix," he said. "Regulus didn't tell the others about it, or we would have known."

This is exactly the same as Voldemort's earlier deduction. "Nobody knows where the locket is, or that it's a Horcrux," he affirmed. "Just cast a little Imperius Curse on some Order member—maybe not even an Imperius Curse— He can take it out for me."

Voldemort and the portrait exchanged glances, and saw that they were both thinking of the same man—Mundungus Fletcher, who had gone AWOL last time.Fletcher had been in the company of thieves and crooks all day long; and the Dark Lord was no better at dealing with people who could do a good job at Borgin-Bock's.

"This matter must not be known by more people, and the sooner it is resolved, the better." Voldemort said with a final word, "I will find him."

There is no objection to the portrait. "So, Jinbei?" Although it was a question, he used an affirmative tone.

Sure enough, Voldemort waved his hand, not paying attention to the question of how to get the key to the Lestrange family vault from the wizard prison. "Azkaban is in my pocket sooner or later. Dementors can't stop the Dark Lord's footsteps. As for those goblins," he snorted contemptuously, "it's not worth mentioning."

The portrait nods. "There's only one left." He hesitated for the first time in his tone, "What will that boy do?"

There is reason for this hesitation.Except that Harry was an unsuccessful Horcrux of Voldemort, Voldemort used Harry's blood to bring them a deeper bond when he was resurrected-shared vitality.

It was an extremely embarrassing situation, when the two ends of the connection between life and soul were the Savior and the Dark Lord.

After sleepless nights and sleepless research, Voldemort had to start to realize that he had neglected too many important things and made too many mistakes that should not have been made, so that he was caught in the current dilemma.He couldn't kill Harry, because Harry was the carrier of a piece of his soul; he probably couldn't kill Harry, because they both had the same blood in their bodies.

Of course, Dumbledore would be pleased with the latter.But for him, is it necessary to take back the soul from the boy, build a new body for himself, and then kill the boy?

Voldemort was lost in thought.He never realized that he made an extra Horcrux, and never thought that he would need to take back the Horcrux...

The portrait is markedly free of action disturbances. "You said that Potter didn't know anything. Dumbledore was obviously aware of the existence of the soul link, so he kept it a secret from Potter. Dumbledore was afraid of what you saw from Potter's eyes. This is either from the Order of the Phoenix secrecy, or out of love for the boy."

Hearing the last sentence, Voldemort looked up sharply. "you mean……"

"You see, for more than a month, we have wanted to find out what was behind that prophecy, because knowing the future can be a weapon of victory." The portrait said softly, "We all know that it is impossible for you to go to the Ministry of Magic to get it yourself. That sphere that only the Prophet can pick up. The boy has to do it for us. Now—" He paused, and went on faster, "whatever Dumbledore's reason for keeping Potter a secret , Potter is very eager to know the situation and progress. In this way, the more Dumbledore wants to keep the boy out, then—"

"The more he becomes our new weapon." The two Voldemorts—or rather, the portraits of Tom Riddle and himself when he was young—reached the final conclusion in unison.

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However, Harry is best at disarming you——[The joke is so cold

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