[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

"I didn't lie to you." Jane tried hard to control the expression on her face not to be too nervous, and tried her best to show a cold look, "If you need to use Legilimency, isn't this your specialty? The Dark Lord."

Voldemort stared at her for a while, and finally did not take another Legilimency to Jane.He let go of his hand and showed his palm in front of Jane: "Go to a place with me."

Jane stared at Voldemort's pale hand—it was long, smooth, and callous-free.Compared with Snape's hand, it was obvious that this was the pampered person.Snape's fingers were always yellow from frequent handling of various potions.Due to the need to correct the homework for the students, some ink would occasionally be stained on his fingers - he just froze for a moment, then Jane smiled and put her hand on Voldemort's palm: "My pleasure."

Just as she passed her hand over, Jane felt a strong twist, and soon she and Voldemort appeared in another place.

Apparating didn't feel good, and Jane felt her stomach churning, so she didn't look at her surroundings for the first time.It wasn't until her body recovered that she began to look at everything around her.

In front of him was a gray house with a pointed roof and gray-looking windows.Probably because this house has not been lived in for a long time, the iron fence outside the house has rusted and aged.When a gust of wind blows, you can hear the sound of "creaking".In front of the house is a large open space, overgrown with weeds.Weeds as tall as half a person barely blocked the way to the house, but when Voldemort walked forward, the weeds would be separated automatically.Jane looked up at the words "Lowood Orphanage" written on the rusty iron gate, and for a moment didn't understand why Voldemort brought herself here.

Jane followed Voldemort towards the house, and the lacquered wooden door swung open without their hands, creaking.The dust visible to the naked eye drifted away in the air, and the hazy light through the dusty glass fell on the floor tiles in the room.The room was empty, except for a few overturned chairs and curtains hung with spider silk.There were still some fragments of ceramics on the ground, and Jane guessed that maybe the people here happened to break a vase before they left.The room was full of dust, and the air was filled with a unique smell due to the long-term closed space.

Voldemort didn't stop at the first floor of the house, he walked through the hall and walked directly to a winding wooden staircase, walking up step by step.It should be due to the extreme poverty of the owner of the house that there are many damaged openings on the wooden steps.Whenever Jane steps on it, she worries about whether the board will be able to bear her weight.If it breaks, her leg must be stuck.

Fortunately, nothing that worried her happened.She followed Voldemort to the second floor.

The corridor on the second floor is not wide, two people can barely walk side by side.There are no windows at both ends, so the entire second floor is very dark.But fortunately, there seemed to be many rooms on this floor, and some vague light would come through the windows of the rooms, barely allowing her to see the road in front of her clearly, so that she would not be confused.

She didn't know where Voldemort was going to take her, let alone what the meaning of his bringing her was, she just followed behind him silently.Until Voldemort suddenly walked into the innermost room on the right side of the second floor, she also followed in, and then stopped.

This house is smaller than the previous empty rooms.The furnishings are also very simple, in addition to a bed, there is a cabinet and a table.The windows of the house were closed so there were a few cobwebs hanging in the corners of the windows, but there were no spiders there anymore.

Voldemort reached out and pushed open the window without using magic.A gust of wind blew in, blowing away the smell in the room.The golden light fell on the table, illuminating the thick layer of dust on the table.

"I was standing here and saw Nagini." Old Demon said suddenly, "It's also the same winter as now, with heavy snowfall. It should have been dug out of the cave and thrown in the yard In the clearing. I knew it was dying, but I decided to save it."

Jane froze for a moment, and soon realized that Voldemort was talking about his past.As for that big Nagini snake, she occasionally saw it swimming across the gardens at Malfoy Manor when she sat at the window.Although she didn't know exactly what Nagini meant to Voldemort's existence, judging from Voldemort's tone of voice, the snake might not be as simple as a pet.At the same time, it never occurred to her that Voldemort would actually live in this kind of place—it looked like a very old and dilapidated house.From the words on the door, it was enough for her to understand that this was an orphanage.Although she didn't know much about the orphanage, she could guess its function just from the words.The important thing is that this room is very remote, with a very small space and few things. It can be seen that Voldemort was not popular when he lived here, and he might even be isolated.

She silently looked at the Dark Lord with his back turned to her, and suddenly wondered what he had gone through to become what he is now.She hadn't studied Voldemort at all before.The only thing he knew was that he was Harry's sworn enemy and controlled the Death Eaters, and even Snape.As for what kind of person Voldemort is, she has a vague concept.I only know that he kills without batting an eyelid, and his methods are cruel enough to make all wizards terrified except Dumbledore.But after living in Malfoy Manor for nearly a year, after she had contact with Voldemort several times, she found that Voldemort was more cruel, sinister and cunning than she thought.At the same time, he is also an extraordinary figure.Although Jane doesn't like him, even with disgust, she has to admit that Voldemort's own aura is somewhat similar to the demon kings in hell.It can even be said that he is more similar to Lucifer.But when she stood in this dilapidated and dusty little room, she felt that Voldemort had become a little more real.

It's a subtle feeling, like you're supposed to think that a character like Voldemort is supposed to be what he is from birth.But in fact, when you lift his veil, you find that everything is very different.Such a high-ranking figure was once very likely to be a child who was spurned, despised, and possibly even abused.

This feeling made Jane frowned slightly, she didn't understand why Voldemort brought her here.But if this was Voldemort's way of gaining her sympathy, she didn't think she would give her any sympathy.If possible, she still wanted to throw him into the blood lake of hell.