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"I've noticed that a lot of you are cautious - you must have thought about it before you came here. I've heard Lucius say that the Dark Mark on his arm has been active lately, and so have all of you. The young man began pacing with his hands behind his back.

"What do you think? Ivan? The young man stopped in front of a bearded man, "I heard that you have been in Russia, how did you think of coming back this time?" ”

The bearded man hummed, "I don't have any other choice. ”

"yes, you don't have any other choice." A bright light flashed in the young man's eyes, "With my personality, I will never let go of the betrayer - especially the one who lost my body and survived in the Black Forest of Albania for more than ten years." I had been there since I was free, and the forest was full of that guy's sense of despair and resentment. I can bet that if you choose to join that guy, there will be no good fruit to eat. ”

"Of course, while that guy is still half-dead, I'm no better. When I was separated, I was almost a child. Even if I was restored to my original state, I was no match for the guy who had undergone many dangerous magical transformations. ”

"We can provide you with enough wealth and materials for you to make your shapeshifting safer and more effective, Chairman." Lucius said respectfully.

"Oh, thank you so much, Lucius." "Actually—I'm not going to do a magical transfiguration, and that hellish ritual can make wizards powerful, but it has a lot of side effects. If that guy hadn't changed his original plan. Then he definitely performed seven magic transformations, and it was a blessing to be able to hold on. I don't want to turn myself into this nobody. The young man picked up an old newspaper from more than a decade ago on his desk. Pointing to the photo above, he said.

"What the hell, look at what I've become, just be skinny and skeleton, why don't you have a nose yet?! This is simply unforgivable. The young man was a little frustrated, "And you can't convince me - after so many magical transformations, I will become dangerous and sensitive, so I will not continue the magical transformations." ”

"Well, Karkaroff. I know what you're trying to say. Rest assured, that guy hasn't recovered yet, and even if you press the Dark Mark Mark, he won't be able to jump out and kill you. The young man patted Karkaroff on the shoulder, "It's hard for you to run from Hogwarts, and it stands to reason that you'll be safer at Hogwarts." ”

Karkaroff bowed his head. "Chairman, Dumbledore won't protect me."

"Oh, you're right, that old man who only scares children with magic won't protect you, even if he is full of love." The young man frowned, "If it weren't for my intervention." I'm afraid this old liar is about to be hollowed out by the stupid asses of the Ministry of Magic. ”

"Yes, Chairman. Without that corpse, I'm afraid the stupid donkeys at the Ministry of Magic would have already begun to figure out how to put people in Hogwarts. Alex said.

"Of course, this qiē is all expected by me. The Ministry of Magic is bloated, with so many employees and a superfluous bureaucracy, and this inefficient bureaucracy is ridiculous compared to a Muggle government - how can it be possible to restrain us lawless wizards? ”

The young man paced back in front of his chair. "I used to have hope for them, too, so I managed to tell the Ministry of Magic about Riddle's old mansion. But this bunch of rubbish didn't even catch that guy's servant, it's ridiculous! I still thought the same way I did at the beginning, we have to change the wizarding world now! It couldn't be worse to have the Ministry of Magic run over wizards with this bunch of stupid donkeys. ”

"But then again, we still have two main opponents at the moment, the guy with no nose and the old crook crouching at Hogwarts. Since a stupid donkey organization like the Ministry of Magic can use guò programs to suppress wizards of the level of the old liar, then I can too. The young man's eyes rolled.

"Ivan, what can you do to get the old liar to fight that guy first......"

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Harry thought it was ridiculous, for he was riding on the back of an owl and flying through the bright blue sky until he reached an old ivy-covered house on the hill. The breeze swept Harry's face, and they flew lower and lower, until they finally flew in through a black, broken window on the top floor. Now they fly along a gloomy corridor with a door at the end of the corridor...... They flew in the door, and it was a dark room with the windows sealed......

Harry was no longer on the owl's back...... He watched as it flew into a chair with its back to him...... There were two black shadows next to the chair...... They're moving......

One is a big snake...... The other is people...... A balding short man with a pointed nose and teary eyes...... He gasped and sobbed on the carpet by the fire......

"You're in luck, Wormtail," a cold, shrill voice came from the chair, "you're glad I don't have any other servants with me, you let him go, and now that guy is under Dumbledore's nose, what are you going to do with me?" ”

"Master!" The man on the ground cried out, "Master, I'...... Just a momentary oversight...... I'm so sorry......"

"Nagini," said the cold voice, "you're out of luck. I'm not going to feed you with Wormtail...... But that's okay...... And Harry. Potter ......"

The serpent hissed sound. Harry saw it spitting letters.

"Now, Wormtail," the grim voice continued, "perhaps you should be warned, because of your stupidity, I have to change my plans......

"The host...... No...... Please......"

The tip of a wand peeked out from the side of the chair, pointing at the worm's tail.

"Drill the heart and cut the bones!" The cold voice said.

Wormtail screamed in pain, as if every nerve of his body was on fire. The scream poured into Harry's ears, and the scar on his forehead burned with fire, and he cried out...... Voldemort would have heard and seen him there......

"Harry! Harry! ”

Harry opened his eyes. He lay on the floor of the classroom, his hands over his face. The scar was still burning and aching, and it hurt all his tears. The pain is real. The whole class was standing around, and Ron knelt beside him, looking terrified.

"Are you alright?" Ron said.

"Of course he's in trouble!" Professor Trelawney's eyes stared at Harry with wide eyes, and he said grimly, "You've seen death again." ”