The past two months have been an extremely humiliating memory for Tom Riddle.

As a noble wizard, he had all but defiled the blood that flowed through his body and that came from Salazar Slytherin—because during this time, he had to dress up as a stupid Muggle and then mingle in Muggle territory.

This is a helpless choice, as the Dark Lord who was once famous in Europe, and now the Ministry of Magic throughout Europe is trying to hunt him down, they are everywhere.

What's more, those witches and wizards from various countries all know about his mysterious habit of possessing snakes...... It is said that all kinds of snakes in the whole of Albania have been killed in the past two months, and they are almost extinct. Of course, that's probably just a rumor.

But Tom Riddle knew he had to make a change to survive that blanket capture.

The only suitable option is to possess a Muggle......

The man he possessed was originally a forest ranger, a Muggle-like profession.

His duty is to patrol the surrounding forests every day, manage and investigate possible fire sources in the forest area, report the fire situation in a timely manner, and stop poaching and illegal logging and other acts that destroy forest resources.

This kind of duty is just too stupid and boring...... You only need to use a few protective spells around the forest, can't you solve them all, why do you need to repeat patrols every day like this...... Tom couldn't understand what the Muggles were doing.

In the end, he had no choice but to continue to do so in the Muggle way-

After all, with the level of search the wizarding world has made for him, even if he only uses the simplest of magic, it will attract the attention of countless Aurors overnight.

Then, in his current weak state, he can only catch this way.

Like a Muggle, Tom Riddle wakes up early in the morning and patrols the woods under his jurisdiction, taking detailed notes of any abnormalities in the woods until dusk when he returns to his house.

Day after day, and the cycle repeats.

Thankfully, the Muggle lived alone in a hut on the edge of the woodland, and there were no other residents around the woodland, so he didn't interact with too many familiar people...... Only once a month, a superior ranger comes here, and he needs to report the latest situation with the other person.

However, when I met the superior for the first time, I carefully handed over the thick stacks of parchment and movements around the woodland that I had recorded the previous month...... The other party looked at his strange expression, which made Tom think he was exposed.

But fortunately, the superior didn't think much about it, just patted Tom on the shoulder and told him to continue to work hard, and then left without any abnormality.

Tom also breathed a sigh of relief.

He still couldn't understand the thinking of these stupid Muggles.

Two months have passed like this, and the search rate in the surrounding area has also decreased a lot, probably most wizards think that the Dark Lord has left Albania.

But there must be undying Aurors around here.

Tom still didn't dare to slack off, and his daily life continued to repeat his usual Muggle behavior, so as not to arouse any suspicion.

Now, he can secretly communicate with the outside world in some special ways.

The Mark of the Dark Devil must be unusable, and once you use it, you will inevitably be detected.

However, he had other ways to contact the Death Eaters!

Tom is convinced that there are still many Death Eaters loyal to him, who are also looking for him, waiting for his comeback......

Although he no longer trusts anyone, he can no longer trust anyone after experiencing the betrayal of Barty Crouch Jr. and then Wormtail.

It's just that he needs a helper now to achieve his goals.

The way to achieve his comeback!

......

The international airport of Tirana (the capital of Albania) has been seeing a very eccentric number of guests lately.

They are usually dressed in black or green cloaks, carrying old-fashioned suitcases or suitcases, and they are sneaky and mysterious, and most importantly, the security guards who patrol the airport usually don't bother with those people as if they can't see them at all.

And today, a man in a black robe and cloak appeared here.

He was emaciated, with straight hair, cold, unfathomable eyes, a sallow complexion, and a large hooked nose......

If an Auror were at the airport, it would be easy to recognize the man—

The second most wanted person on the wanted list after Mysterio, the most famous Death Eater currently on the run, and the former Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts professor: Severus Snape.

Even in this kind of Muggle colony, Severus Snape was very careful...... He pulled the hood from his cloak low so that no one could see his face, and walked briskly forward.

At that moment, Snape suddenly stopped, and at the same time his right hand suddenly reached into the cloak, grasping the wand hidden inside, and the expression on his face suddenly became serious.

"Severus. Someone crept up and patted him on the back while calling his name.

"Aiden?" Snape was stunned, then exclaimed, "Sir, you have the wrong person." ”

And when he passed by the other party, he added in a whisper: "Go and meet in the corner behind the front room." ”

At the same time he pointed in the direction.

A few minutes later, the two who had just passed by successfully met again.

"You accepted the Dark Lord's summons, too?" Severus Snape glanced at the other with a fierce look.

"Of course, you're not the only one who remains loyal to the Dark Lord, Severus. The Death Eater smiled and said, "We're all here!"

......

And an hour later, in the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

Jon Hart looked directly at a portrait in front of him and said with a solemn expression, "In other words, the mysterious man has started his plan again?"

"Yes. The headmaster on the portrait replied, "He's gathered all the Death Eaters who remained loyal to him over there." ”

Jon nodded thoughtfully, "Is that Dark Lord coming out of defeat faster than I thought...... We need to do something about it. ”