"Phantom Spell!" Aitch went into stealth and grabbed the handle of one side of the flying trophy.

In an instant, Aitch felt a force tug at his body, and his legs lifted off the ground. His hand was fixed on the trophy and could not be let go.

Immediately after that, Aitch was lifted up again, and suddenly felt the wind roaring around him......

With a "bang", Aitch fell heavily to the ground, and the sound alarmed the people who were guarding nearby. There were quite a few of them, all pointing at this side with their wands.

Then one of them said, "Don't move." ”

Before Aitch could look at his surroundings, the man who had just spoken struck a blow, and a red magic shot out, like an arrow shooting straight at him.

Edge's illusion spell seemed useless in front of him, as the spell was coming straight to his face.

"It's so strong!" He didn't have time to dodge, this was Edge's first reaction when he took the trick, the two wands were facing each other, and it looked like a red lightning bolt connected the two together.

Aitch lasted only five seconds. The magic swept away Edge's wand and hit Edge's chest, only to knock him flying, causing him to let go of the trophy in his hand.

Aitch fell to the ground and dragged a trail of black dirt out of the lawn. At the same time, Edge's illusion spell was broken, and although everyone else didn't move, their wands were pointed at him, and their eyes covered his vital body.

"Come, sit down." It was a high, cold voice that dominated Edge's floating body in front of him, "Let's talk while we eat, okay?" ”

Aitch regained control of his body, and a long table appeared in front of him, between them. It reminded him of The Last Supper, where the tables were all full of food and a few house-elves were serving cutlery to everyone. There were a few acquaintances on the other side, Peter Pettigrew and Lucius Malfoy.

In the middle, facing Edge, do you still need to guess the person who just defeated Edge? He had a face paler than a skull, large black-red eyes, a nose as flat as a snake's nose, and many slits in his nostrils......

Aitch put his wand back in his wand and sat down as Voldemort instructed. The tension eased, and it made him feel like looking around, a very medieval-style manor, with lamps illuminating the dining table and setting off the woods in the distance.

"It's an annex in Malfoy. To celebrate our winners, of course, choose a place that is not chilling. Voldemort's words showed that Lucius was not liked by him, otherwise he would have called "Lucius" in front of him as a sign of intimacy.

Voldemort also put down his wand and opened a bottle of champagne with his own hands, "I'm still wondering when the Triwizard Tournament will end and when you'll come." Judging from the first two levels, I'm a supporter of betting on you to win! Believe it or not, I guessed that moment when I heard that you broke the age limit and was elected as a Warrior. ”

His hands resemble large, pale spiders, and he wears the ring of the Gaunt family (Voldemort's mother's family) on one hand. He held up the bottle and poured Aitch a two-part full glass of wine, "Sure enough, our Slytherin heir has won the first place. ”

Voldemort sat down, and Peter took the bottle from his hand and poured it for him flatteringly. Waiting for Voldemort to ask, "You all sit down!" "It's like a generous host who is dissatisfied with the politeness of his guests, and everyone dares to put their butts on their chairs, but with their wands at hand.

Although he had dinner not long ago, Aitch didn't mind a dessert either, much to Voldemort's delight and interest in saying more.

"How's little Barty doing?" Voldemort forked a piece of steak into his mouth and chewed it slowly, the whole time like a standard aristocrat.

"Dead." Aitch deliberately added, "You seem to have added an anti-leak and anti-betrayal spell, and you will die as soon as you trigger it." "He was trying to sow trust between Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

"That's right. Although he came back to me before I could recover. Voldemort graciously admitted, "His loyalty is unquestionable, but the mission I sent him on must not be compromised, especially if it will make you and Dumbledore prepared, so I still add a layer of insurance." ”

Voldemort saw through Edge's intentions at once, and his explanation was also saying that he would not bother to curse other loyal people if they did not have to.

"Is it Dumbledore's game?" Voldemort's eyes were like poisonous snakes, "I've been trying to figure it out from the fight just now, you're still a little close, and you're not yet in our realm of exploring life and death." ”

"I knew that the trap that almost brought me down, that perfect resurrection spell wouldn't be something that books or Slytherins could provide." Voldemort looked like he was.

"Realm?" Aitch threw aside Voldemort's question, "What realm?" ”

"Really? Didn't Dumbledore tell you? Voldemort narrowed his eyes slyly, "That's right, if I hadn't had a great Potions professor back then, and I liked my Potions professor, I wouldn't know these things, so I had to figure them out on my own." Dumbledore really never said that to a student! ”

"Edge, you might as well take refuge in me, I will definitely give you all your money." In Edge's eyes, Voldemort was wielding a huge hoe and said excitedly. "I don't want to be your enemy, and the two of us join forces, even Dumbledore is useless, we can do great things together."

"Then you don't need it." Aitch still disappointed Voldemort.

"Really don't think about it anymore? Between us, seriously, there is a lot of fate. Voldemort said seriously, "Everyone has his position, I'm well aware." But I also believe that there are no saints in the world and everyone will have their needs. Just give me a good reason, and even the Ministry of Magic can put me in control. ”

Voldemort said in a seductive tone, "Do you know why Barty Jr. is loyal to me?" Even if it was his father, he could do it, and he could imprison him. That's because he believed I could resurrect his mother. ”

Voldemort proudly said, "I was able to crawl back from hell and return to this world because I had the secret of rebirth." So he believed that I could resurrect his mother and was willing to exchange all that he had for me. ”

Barty Jr. deserved to die in Azkaban, but his parents used the method of Li Dai Taozhuang, using Barty Jr.'s mother to replace him in Azkaban, and even die. Resurrecting his mother, that's what little Barty is asking for himself, and even his father can't stop him.

"What about you? Ike? Or should I ask Elvin Porter's opinion. Voldemort was confident, "I know, I killed you and Harry's parents. But all this is not a problem, as long as we cooperate, we will definitely be able to help you find back the family you deserve, everything you deserve. ”

Aitch was silent for a moment, "You're not right. You didn't really come back from the underworld. ”

Aitch debunked Voldemort's lies and flaws.

Voldemort's smile froze for a moment, but immediately returned to normal, "I forgot, you should have known about the existence of this thing." ”

Horcruxes! This was the key to Voldemort's immortality. Voldemort also knew that he was not really dead, but that he was alive in another form, and only now returned.

Voldemort grabbed into the air, and what appeared in his hand was a diary, or rather, Voldemort's former Horcrux, but now it was just an ordinary diary.

It was returned to Lucius, and now it is back in Voldemort's hands.

Voldemort wiped his hands and mouth with a napkin and flipped it up, "You don't know, I used to be very good back then, and those trophies and honors were soft." When I was still in school, I got to the point where you're just a little bit short of what you are now. I flipped through all the books at Hogwarts and began to study the secrets of death. But the stupidity of the people around me made me have no one to communicate with about everything, so I had to write everything down in a diary. ”

"Peter heard his master, surnamed Weasley, say that you were the one who solved it, so you must have learned about the Horcruxes from Slytherin."

"But I also know that you took one of the things I left on it. It should still be in perfect condition. Give it back to me, okay? Voldemort's tone sounded as if Aitch had borrowed something from him, rightfully demanding the account.

Aitch knew that Voldemort was referring to a fragment of his soul, and if it was destroyed, Voldemort could feel it.

"Dumbledore may have looked through my journal and should have known that such a thing existed. You see, he also tore some of the pages on it so that no one else would know about it. And according to his temper and temperament, if he finds another one in the room of requirement, he will definitely destroy it. Voldemort reasoned, "I left Barty Jr. at Hogwarts and cast that spell on him to find it, but it's missing, so it should be in your possession, right?" ”