On the lawn of Hogwarts Castle, Canaan is explaining the essentials of magical shaping.

"When you can skillfully control the magic flowing through your body, try to mobilize them..."

As he explained, Canaan pulled out a golden thread with both hands, and with a change in his gesture, the golden thread became a stronger golden chain.

"Mana Shaping is a great way to exercise your control over the magic in your body, and it's the foundation of your arcane lessons. ”

"Your homework today is to do the magic out, I will check next week, and if you don't finish it, the lawn outside the castle will be handed over to him, I believe Filch will be very happy. ”

Hearing Canaan's punishment, many students looked frightened. Although it is a simple task of cleaning the lawn, Canaan does not allow the students to use magic to clean thousands of square meters of lawn, which is really not a simple job.

But every time, a large number of people can't finish their homework, and they are not alone when they clean the lawn.

"Hey Harry, did you hear that the mystery man was caught. Azik whispered to Harry while he was resting.

"Azik, how do you know?" said Harry, in surprise.

"My dad told me that this wasn't a secret at the Ministry of Magic, it just wasn't made public. I don't think he'll ever come back to you for revenge. Azik said with a smile.

Harry nodded, and subconsciously touched the lightning-shaped scar on his head, which he had been feeling hot and painful lately, and when he slept at night, he would dream of a place he had never been to, and judging from the building, it didn't seem to be the earth.

He was considering whether or not to tell Dumbledore and Canaan about it.

On the other side, Pikachu, who had just returned from evolution, was running excitedly on the lawn, shuttling under the feet of the students from time to time, causing bursts of exclamations.

During the time it was locked up in the biological machine, it was suffocating.

"Pikachu!" called Alita.

Pikachu turned his head, saw a familiar figure in the crowd, ran over quickly, got into Alita's arms, and said: "Pika Pika~"

Alita also laughs and groomes Pikachu.

After Pikachu evolved this time, there was a new change in form.

The hair on the whole body has turned dark orange, there are small white soft hairs on the abdomen, the bifurcated ears are brown on the outside and yellow on the inside, and there is a curly part at the end of the ear.

"Pikachu~" In Alita's arms, Pikachu narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Hermione, who was not far away, saw this scene and pouted angrily.

......

After the arcane class, Canaan and Dumbledore came to the Ministry of Magic, and these days, relying on the list of Death Eaters provided by Tofollet and Lucius, the Ministry of Magic has captured a lot of Death Eaters, and now there is not even enough spare interrogation room.

Dumbledore was about to send the Death Eaters to Azkaban, and in addition to this, Quirrell in the interrogation room also woke up, and Canaan, who had found nothing from Voldemort's remnant, had to pin his hopes on Quirrell.

"I heard that Samuel came to you, and he wanted to intercede on Tofolit's behalf?" asked Canaan.

"He's not going to be so stupid, he'll leave a handle in doing this, and power is more important to him than family affection. Dumbledore shook his head slightly.

The two chatted as they took the elevator to the deepest part of the ground.

Under Dumbledore's command, most of the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic arrived to keep a strict watch over the Death Eaters in the interrogation room.

Along the way, the Aurors greeted Dumbledore and Canaan, and now the prestige of Dumbledore and Canaan can be said to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Minister, it's all set. Kinrice greeted him.

Dumbledore nodded, looking at the twenty or so Death Eaters with black hoods, many of whom were his old acquaintances, but he never thought that they would also become Death Eaters.

"Still, this is probably the last Death Eaters in the wizarding world. Dumbledore sighed slightly, as if talking to himself.

"The Aurors First Team will come with me, and the others will stay at the Ministry of Magic. Dumbledore commanded, and then, with a hanging ring in his hand, he drew a golden spatial door, opposite which was Azkaban standing on the shore.

When the Aurors saw this, they all showed burning eyes. This space-opening technique, which is exactly the same as in the Marvel books, is no longer a secret in the Ministry of Magic, and they know that in order to learn this magic, they must have Brian's approval.

Of course, there is another way, which is to join the Alchemy Foundation and become their core personnel.

"Canaan, Quirrell will be handed over to you. Dumbledore commanded, and then walked through the space door with a small group of Aurors and the Death Eaters.

It wasn't until the space door closed that Canaan turned around and went to the interrogation room where Quirrell was being held.

......

On the other side, Dumbledore and the others stopped in front of the black triangle in Azkaban.

"What's wrong? Kingsley looked at Dumbledore who had stopped in front of him, and wondered.

"Something wasn't right, it was too quiet. Dumbledore looked around, frowning.

Too quiet?

Kingsley pressed his hat that was about to be blown away by the sea breeze, a little puzzled.

His ears were filled with the roaring wind and the crashing of waves against the rocks, and it wasn't quiet.

And there are also two Dementors guarding the air, and the surrounding environment seems to be silent.

"Stun all the Death Eaters and we're all together. Dumbledore said hurriedly, and with a flick of his wrist, the bent bone-grafting wand appeared in his hand.

His eyes were fixed on Azkaban in front of him, as if something devouring was there.

The Aurors were puzzled, but they did as Dumbledore had ordered, and after knocking the Death Eaters unconscious, they formed a circle around Dumbledore.

At this time, a black figure appeared in the sky above Azkaban on the opposite side.

He was dressed in a black robe and floated in the air. From a distance, it seems that he is still a young man.

"Tom?" Dumbledore muttered, narrowing his eyes.

This person's appearance is almost the same as that of Voldemort when he was young, and now it seems that Voldemort has already returned from the fantasy continent.

His worst fears came true!

"Minister, who is he?" asked Kingsley, clenching his wand in his hand, feeling an invisible oppressive force from the young man.

Before Dumbledore could answer, Voldemort on the other side had already flown over quickly.

He walked barefoot on the bare and hard rock.

"Long time no see, Professor Dumbledore. Voldemort smiled gently.

"Long time no see, Tom. ”

Tom?

Many Aurors are in their hearts, they are no stranger to this name, Voldemort's full name is Tom Marvolo Riddle, could it be that the person in front of him is Voldemort.

But hadn't Voldemort already been captured by Dumbledore and Canaan? Why was he still here, and so young?

"You don't seem surprised by my presence, it seems that the memories of my other remnant have been read by you. Voldemort stopped and smiled.

Dumbledore frowned slightly, Voldemort seemed to have come prepared, and he vaguely felt that the Voldemort in front of him gave him a sense of danger.

He must have gained a lot in the fantasy continent.

Dumbledore thought for a moment, then changed the subject and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"What for?" Voldemort sneered, "to see my loyal subordinates, and your good teacher, of course." ”

"It did surprise me to see you. However, I wonder if you are Voldemort or just a part of him. Dumbledore said as he turned his attention to the Aurors behind him.

He heard a lot of information from Voldemort's words.

Voldemort could have known that he was coming to Azkaban, there must have been an Auror tipping off, and perhaps that man was still hiding in the line behind him.

"Of course I'm Voldemort, and I'll be the only one Voldemort in the future. Voldemort laughed loudly, and then added: "Dumbledore, I really didn't expect you to become the Minister of Magic, what made you give up what you have been insisting on, is it the child named Bryan?"

"It's him, he's better and smarter than you. Dumbledore laughed.

"Very well, then I think you will never see that child again. Voldemort smiled sinisterly.

Voldemort had always prided himself on his talent, and now that there was a little wizard in the wizarding world who was even smarter than him, he had to feel jealous.

This old guy is going to die! That Brian is going to die too!

"Come out, everybody!" he shouted, raising his wand.

As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of Death Eaters turned into black smoke and flew out of Azkaban, standing behind Voldemort.

They had been in ambush in Azkaban for a long time, waiting for Dumbledore and the Aurors to walk into their trap, but Dumbledore had seen through their scheme.

However, Voldemort didn't care at all, and this time he was prepared for more than that.

"I have a great gift for you, and I hope it will be the last gift you will ever receive in your life. With that, Voldemort pulled out an anti-space device. It looked as if he wanted to take out Dumbledore and the Aurors.

"Tom, you're at this time—" Before Dumbledore could finish his words, he felt a movement behind him, and before he had time to think about it, his wand reached behind his back and stretched out a golden arcane shield.

"Phew!" the white spell struck the shield, sending out a puff of green smoke.

"Truth, how dare you?" Kingsley reacted very quickly, and quickly subdued the man who had just attacked Dumbledore from behind.

After Trus was restrained, he did not speak, and lowered his head in some shame.

Dumbledore looked at the man known as Trus, and he saw that there was no trace of the Imperius Curse on him, and he thought that he had taken the initiative to join Voldemort.

"Your response is really good, it seems that you don't like my gift. Voldemort clapped his hands, then laughed, "However, he is not the only one who betrayed you, so you should be careful next." ”

Hearing this, the Aurors looked at their companions suspiciously, fearing that they were the traitors Voldemort had claimed.

Dumbledore sighed slightly, his students were as cunning as ever.

Seemingly impatient, Voldemort waved his hand, and the Death Eaters behind him received the signal, turned into black smoke, and attacked directly.

A number of Dementors hovering in the air, with their rotting and cold aura, also swooped down.

The Aurors were a little flustered, and although Dumbledore was standing in front of them, there were so many Death Eaters on the other side, several times more than them.

Dumbledore smiled when he saw this, because he had just felt the familiar spatial fluctuations.

If nothing else, Canaan should have arrived.

Really!

At this time, a golden space opened in front of Dumbledore, and Canaan slowly walked out of the space door with the staff of the Alchemy Foundation holding magic wands.

Seeing this, the Death Eaters stopped, they had been imprisoned in Azkaban for a long time, but they had never seen this kind of magic.

Now, the people on the other side are several times more than theirs, and they are a little bit of a mouse-thrower, and they don't dare to make the first move.

However, a few of the dead Dementors still rushed down fearlessly, and before Dumbledore could summon the Protector, the Canaanite wand was connected, and several red spells instantly destroyed the Dementors.

Although he doesn't know the Protector Charm, he learns a lot of magic from Frigga about creatures like Dementors.

"As soon as I received your message, I hurriedly gathered people to arrive, and it was not too late. Canaan came to Dumbledore's side and smiled.

After examining Quirrell's memories, he sensed a message from Dumbledore on his wrist.

"Of course, how about Quirrell?" Dumbledore said with a smile.

Canaan shook his head slightly: "It's a trap, in Quirrell's memory, Voldemort won't return until a month later." Now it seems that Voldemort wanted to paralyze us with this information. ”

Dumbledore took a deep breath, this student of his was indeed very ruthless, he was using his own remnant soul as bait.

"Canaan Blaine?" Voldemort said as he interrupted the conversation between the two.

"It's me, it seems that you are Mr. Voldemort, I have to praise you, you were so handsome a year ago, a little worse than me. Canaan stepped forward and said with a smile.

"All my Horcruxes are on you?" Voldemort asked, having searched the area where he had placed them before this, and found that his Horcruxes seemed to have been taken from them.

"Oh, it's not mine, they've all been taken by Poseidon. Canaan said nonsense.

"Poseidon, the resurrected elder wizard?" Voldemort frowned.

Canaan nodded in affirmation: "Yes, it's him, he seems to want to do some experiments with Horcruxes, you know, ancient wizards are generally very curious, and he seems to be very interested in your means of dividing and preserving souls." ”

Voldemort was skeptical, and although he didn't know if what Canaan said was true or false, there was no other news about the Horcruxes.

"Do you know where Poseidon is?" Voldemort asked.

"I don't know, and I won't tell you if I do, that we're enemies now. Canaan half-truths and half-truths flickered.

"Little ghost, there are no eternal enemies, the old guy behind you is not as simple as you seem, if we can cooperate with each other, the entire wizarding world will be yours. Voldemort drew a pie and tempted.

Canaan smiled, "I'm a Muggle-born wizard. ”

"Pureblood is just an identity, your excellence is enough to prove the nobility of your bloodline, and I am not the old Voldemort before, believe me, we can create a better future. Voldemort's words were seductive.

Canaan shook his head, "I want some practical benefits. ”

"What do you want?"

"The magic you learned in the Fantasy Continent. ”

"Very good, I like your honesty, as long as you kill the old guy behind you, I can not only teach you all the magic, but also the method of casting Horcruxes. Voldemort smiled.

Canaan smiled, this Voldemort really took the casting method of Horcruxes as a treasure.

"No, Mr. Voldemort, I'm not interested in you right now, because... You can't run away. ”

As soon as the words fell, golden magic patterns appeared in the void within a radius of several miles, completely sealing off this space.

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