snake catcher

In July, Britain was still in the heat, and Mel was also hiding in 'Heinburg' to spend her summer vacation slowly.

When this summer vacation is over, Mel will be in the fourth grade. In the past year, Mel's stature has started to rise rapidly, and he has grown 6cm in height. Although he is not the tallest among girls of the same age, he has reached The average level, the 14-year-old girl is beginning to be slim and budding.

The Dark Lord completed the task given by Mel on time. On the second day of the summer vacation, Mel and Mimi went to St. Mungo's Wizarding Hospital and secretly replaced the Longbottom couple.

It's just that Neville and his granny are going to be sad for a while, because the fake Longbottoms are going to be idiots.

Mel didn't go to any place other than 'Heinburg' during the whole summer vacation, and she only had two jobs every day, one was to treat the Longbottoms, and the other was to do homework.

Oh, I almost forgot, one more thing Mel has to do is let the Dark Lord study the magic power in his body.

However, to Mel's relief, the Dark Lord's research has not progressed much, so she has yet to be sent to the dissecting table by the Dark Lord.

Looking at the Dark Lord's displeased face, Mel secretly thanked Merlin for his great skill.

A quarter of the Dark Lord's body and mana had recovered, slower than he expected.

Although there are only these, but with the Dark Lord's powerful ability and excellent magic talent, it is no longer difficult for him to cast a lot of magic power.

The now energetic Dark Lord has removed traces from Mel's body, allowing Mel to use magic without restraint.

Of course, the no longer weak Dark Lord also asked Mel a question. He should have asked this question in Nurmengard, but he endured it until now that his magic power had recovered, so that Mel I admire his patience very much.

This question was Mel's plan against Voldemort!

For this matter, Mel, who knew the plot, of course knew that the timing was not ripe.But she couldn't use this excuse to dismiss the Dark Lord. In desperation, Mel told the Dark Lord that they still don't know about Voldemort's situation, but the devil will definitely come to Harry.What Mel and the others have to do now is to prepare and wait.

The Dark Lord half-believed Mel's words, and began to focus on Mel's special ability and the defense of 'Heinberg'.

"'Heinburg''s defense capability is still too low, and I plan to expand its defense range to cover the entire swamp area." On the kitchen table, the Dark Lord looked diagonally at Mel, who was carefully helping Long Mrs. Barton took the opportunity to bring up this matter while eating.

Upon hearing this, Mel gave Mrs. Longbottom a piece of bread, and turned around to answer him, "Haven't you already added a lot of defensive magic?"

"Not bad, but not enough. The magic defense ability here is far worse than that of Nurmengard." The Dark Lord was very dissatisfied with this point.

Mel had a black line, "This is not Hogwarts, so we don't need such a strong magic defense?"

"Why not? You must never underestimate the tracking ability of wizards. Maybe they will find you at any time, and your magic is too bad," the Dark Lord said here and gave Mel a contemptuous look, "I can't give this The house is the secret keeper, and it is necessary to properly strengthen the magic defense."

Mel stuck out her tongue when she heard this, and put the sausage that Mrs. Longbottom wanted to eat on her plate, "Just reinforce the original foundation. The bigger the scope, the bigger the target."

Seeing Mel's insistence, the Dark Lord nodded in compromise.

"Mel, why haven't you seen your father coming over lately!" The Dark Lord hadn't seen Mr. Dalton for a while, and if he was on a normal day, he would have wished to visit his little Mel every day.

"Oh, Dad! There are many gatherings of friends in London these two days, especially his old friend Admiral Gordon-Smith, Deputy Chief of Staff of the British Navy." Mel tried to keep calm when he said this, but The Dark Lord could still see her complacency from under her tense face.

"Is there anything special about this person?"

"No!" Mel replied very simply, "Mr. Smith is as normal as all Muggles. However, his boss is retiring, and the position of chief of naval staff is what he wants very much."

"What does this have to do with your father?" The Dark Lord sat up straight when he heard Mel's words.

"Father and the Prime Minister are good friends, and he is also good friends with the Deputy Chief of Staff." Mel replied to the Dark Lord with a slight smile, and dropped Madam Longbottom onto the bread to pick it up.

"Mel, you have something to hide from me!" As a man who once dominated the world for a while, the Dark Lord soon discovered that there was something tricky in it.

"Well... there is something else, but I don't have a clue about it yet, and I'm not sure if it will be successful." Mel frowned, "I'll tell you in detail when the matter comes to fruition!"

"Remember our agreement, Mel!" The Dark Lord was a little dissatisfied with Mel's concealment, and his voice was full of warnings.

"Of course, I will never forget our purpose." Mel's answer was straightforward. "We will be partners fighting side by side. When the time is right, I will explain it to you in detail."

Speaking of this, Mel remembered something, she stopped and looked at the Dark Lord, "When I first met you, I hated you, you know that?"

"Ha! Even a fool can see it." The Dark Lord laughed at himself.

Mel pursed his lips and organized his words: "I thought it was because your magic power was too little at first, and I hated you too much when I was disappointed. But after I met Voldemort, I realized that I was wrong, because I have feelings for Voldemort. The same feeling. I used to think that the feeling that made my hair stand on end was fear. After I calmed down, I realized that it was a genuine rejection of Voldemort, and I didn't find out why until I came back from the holiday."

"what reason?"

"Because you both have the same smell."

"Smell?" The Dark Lord was a little surprised.

"Yes, the smell of black magic. This smell is engraved into the soul along with the magic power. It makes me feel extremely uncomfortable. That's why I feel disgusted with you and Voldemort. And the feeling you and Voldemort give me is only superficial. It’s just deep.” Mel explained her discovery.

"So what?" The Dark Lord was still calm after hearing this, which made Mel very embarrassed.

"Uh..." Mel clenched her hands in embarrassment, she found that she had pushed herself into a very awkward situation in order to distract the Dark Lord's attention from his father and his friends: "I mean I don't hate it now You are dead, so you are a friend, and Voldemort is an enemy!"

At the end, Mel was a little embarrassed, but in fact, she really approved of the Dark Lord in her heart.

"Friend?" The Dark Lord laughed. "Of course, Mel."

This lunch was a bit of an ups and downs for Mel, and it was not easy to finish the meal.

In the study in the tower, the Dark Lord brought up the Sorcerer's Stone incident last semester.

"Mel, I think it's unusual that Voldemort showed up at Hogwarts and Dumbledore didn't catch him, but I have too little information to tell what Dumbledore was trying to do? I need information, A lot of information!"

While Mel could have easily answered him that question, she couldn't.

How else could Mel explain, as an outsider, how she knew all this?She has played a lot of sloppy eyes on the matter of the Prophet. Even if Mel said in a very strong manner not to tell the Dark Lord, sooner or later he would be suspicious.

In order not to arouse the Dark Lord's disgust, all Mel has to do is to tell him the clues and let the Dark Lord know the answer himself.This was something Mel had already thought about, so she responded to the Dark Lord's question very calmly.

"I'll try my best to collect it, but it's too unsafe to communicate with you with an owl, so I can't even give you the information."

"You know the two-way mirror, right?" the Dark Lord nodded and asked Mel again.

"Uh, I have a little impression. Even if you are far away, you can see the other party and talk to the other party." Mel vaguely remembered that Sirius had given Harry a double-sided mirror.

"Yes, let's contact each other with a double-sided mirror!" The Dark Lord quickly came up with a solution.

"But, where is it! I haven't heard that it's for sale!" Mel was a little helpless.

"The double-sided mirror is a magic item made with a very complicated spell, so it is very rare." The expression of the Dark Lord was very arrogant.

Mel stared at him for a moment and suddenly realized, his face changed into a humble and obsequious smile, "Mr. Grindelwald, do you have any way to make them?"

"Mabel Dalton, you're smiling!" The Dark Lord bluntly criticized Mel's request for not doing enough.

"Qi! If you don't tell me, I won't listen?" Mel pouted and turned away from looking at him.

When the Dark Lord saw that Mel didn't take the bait, he was a little embarrassed: "You have a bad temper, Mel, be careful that you won't get married!"

"I want you to care!" Mel gave him a white look angrily, his cheeks were flushed.

"Okay, okay, I'll make you a pair." The Dark Lord resignedly shook his head and compromised.

"It's great, I immediately went to find a mirror, it can't be ordinary, it must be resistant to falling, wear-resistant, high-quality, and beautiful."

Mel left like a whirlwind. Mel liked the magic ability of the Dark Lord very much. Mel was very happy that he could make magic items and learn magic knowledge.

Afterwards, Mel followed the Dark Lord to make a double-sided mirror, and the Dark Lord also carefully passed on the knowledge to Mel. Although Mel couldn't practice it, Mel was satisfied with the knowledge in this notebook full.

The Dark Lord was amazed by Mel's talent in magic theory. A week after the successful production of the 'double-sided mirror', Mel took a notebook to find him who was in the laboratory and finished the potion.

"This is my transformation plan for the double-sided mirror!" Mel handed a piece of parchment filled with dense formulas to the Dark Lord: "Didn't you say that the double-sided mirror has a certain range? I should move a bit and calculate I made a few spell casting effects and made some changes, how do you see the effect of the magic items made in this way?"

The Dark Lord took the parchment from Mel's hand and read it carefully: "It's a very strange idea Mel, I will do it now."

The Dark Lord started to do it immediately, because he was also curious, according to Mel's thinking, what would happen to the modified 'double-sided mirror'!

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