Seeing Voldemort put down his wand, Lucius breathed a heavy sigh of relief, how afraid he was that Voldemort would really punish him, and then respectfully asked, "Master, what should we do next?" ”

"Men, I need more men and the Elder Wand." , Voldemort said in a deep voice.

Although the current public opinion in the wizarding world is dominated by the Ministry of Magic controlled by him, he is not a person who likes to use public opinion, and his favorite thing is to use his strength to subdue others.

Having fought with Ye Siyu once, he knew very well that Ye Siyu's strength was definitely not weaker than Dumbledore, coupled with that weird elemental magic and two-handed spellcasting, without the blessing of a good wand, Voldemort did not dare to say that he could destroy Ye Siyu in his peak state, just like in the past, he had never been able to eliminate Dumbledore who had just retired from his peak due to aging.

The reason why he was able to eliminate Dumbledore this time was not because of his strength, but because Dumbledore's strength was no longer what it used to be, which made him die by himself, otherwise it would be impossible for him to kill Dumbledore.

Now to face Ye Siyu, a person whose strength is not weaker than Dumbledore's peak state, he also needs to prepare, and his ultimate goal is not only to deal with Ye Siyu, but to inform the entire wizarding world and the whole world, so he needs a large number of subordinates to help him do things.

"Master, I'm going to contact the werewolves right now, I think they'll definitely be willing to join us." Lucius immediately said that what he needed to do now was to show his loyalty as much as possible, lest Voldemort settle the score.

"Master, I can contact the giants."

"Master, I can ......"

As Lucius spoke, the rest of the Death Eaters who had just been punished chimed in, saying that they knew exactly how cruel Voldemort was, and that if they were worthless, they would be greeted by hell, and they showed their worth in order to avoid a miserable end for themselves.

"Friends, I hope you don't let me down again." Voldemort nodded in satisfaction, then waved at them and told them to leave to do something.

In an instant, Lucius and the others turned into clouds of black mist and left the Ministry of Magic.

"Master, what are we going to do next?" Peter Pettigrew asked, twitching his mouse-like nose.

"Give Si Yuye a big gift." Voldemort said in a low voice as he looked in the direction of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

……

In the Slytherin dormitory at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, many students are packing their bags and preparing to leave.

Most of Slytherin's students are pure-bloods, and Voldemort is not very harmful to pure-bloods, so they don't want to go against Voldemort, the Dark Lord, including Draco Malfoy.

Draco, like many pure-blood students, chose to leave the school, but unlike those who were afraid of Voldemort, as a member of the Lucius family, he worshipped Voldemort, and now that he knew that Voldemort had been resurrected, how could he continue to stay in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which was hostile to Voldemort, and couldn't wait to meet his idol Voldemort.

"Malfoy." Just as Draco had just packed his bags and was about to leave Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with the rest of the others, he heard a gloomy voice in his ears.

The sound startled Draco, and he jerked around to find that the students around him hadn't heard it at all.

"Could it be that I was too excited and hallucinating?" Draco muttered, and continued dragging his luggage.

"Malfoy." But before he could take a step, the strange voice sounded in his ears again.

"Who is it!?" Draco shouted loudly, he had confirmed that it was not a hallucination, and since it was not a hallucination, then it was possible that someone was playing a prank on him.

To Draco's surprise, the students around him looked at him with puzzled eyes, not understanding what he was yelling at.

"Malfoy." The voice continued to sound, this time in the direction of the door.

Draco was sure that it wasn't the dormitory people who were playing a prank on him, and the voice seemed to guide him.

After suppressing the fear in his heart, Draco pulled out his wand, ready to follow the voice to see what was going on.

"Malfoy, don't you bring any luggage?" Seeing Malfoy leave suddenly, a student asked, but Draco ignored it and continued to follow the voice.

The rest of the dormitory looked at each other at this, but they didn't pay any attention to it and went about their business.

As he walked, Malfoy arrived, and he noticed that the sound was coming from the women's bathroom.

Although there was no one around, and no one knew when he went in, he had never entered the women's toilet since he was a child, which made him discouraged and didn't know whether to go in or not.

"Malfoy."

The voice sounded again, which shook Draco's heart, this time the voice was completely different from before, full of temptation, and he no longer had the shame in his heart, and stepped straight in.

Draco feared being found as he poked his head out for the person who made the sound.

"Why did you come into the women's bathroom with a boy?!" Suddenly, a shouting voice came from behind him, causing Draco to sit on the ground in fright, and when he looked up, he saw that the voice was made by a female ghost with straight, long hair and thick glasses.

Weeping myrtle.

Draco immediately recognized the ghost as the one hovering the women's bathroom.

"Say it! Do you want to peek at someone else taking a shower? Myrtle floated up to Draco and put her whole face on it, which frightened Draco back and lowered his face, not saying that he was afraid of Myrtle, he was aware of his entry into the women's bathroom, which caused others to laugh at him.

"I ...... I ......", Draco didn't know how to explain.

"Forget it." Seeing Draco's appearance, Myrtle felt bored and floated up, ready to tell the others about the matter so that they could deal with it.

"Ahh

At that moment, a dark wind blew suddenly, and the myrtle, who was about to call someone, let out a scream, and under Draco's stunned gaze, a notebook flew out of a cubicle in the women's bathroom.

Myrtle was sucked straight into the notebook as if she had fallen into the toilet bowl.

Before Draco could realize what was going on, the notebook that had sucked Myrtle into it fell into his hand, and Draco was completely confused.

But it wasn't over yet, not long after the notebook was in his hands, Draco felt that the scene in front of him had changed dramatically, from the women's bathroom to a room, a classroom he was very familiar with, it was the Slytherin dormitory.

"What's going on?" Draco looked at all this in front of him in a daze.

"Hello, son of Lucius." At this time, the familiar voice just now sounded, and when I turned my head, I could see a young man with black jade-like hair, a long, thin body, and a book with slender fingers looking at him indifferently.

"Who are you?!" Draco asked, a little scared, although he didn't know the man in front of him, his instincts told him that the man in front of him was very dangerous.

"Tom Riddle." The man took out his wand and drew in the air, and the orange magic condensed a name in the air.

"Tom Riddle?" Draco was still confused, he had been in school for a year and had never heard of the name.

You must know that there are not many students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and even fewer after the separation, and the total number of students in all grades of Slytherin is only more than two hundred, and he will definitely remember that the man in front of him is so special.

"I'm not from your time, of course you don't know me, but you definitely know my name." The man's wand waved again, and the fonts floating in the air began to spread out and regroup to form a sentence.

'I am Voldemort'

Looking at the newly formed sentence, the look on Draco's face suddenly changed from shock, he didn't expect that the man in front of him was actually Voldemort, whom he admired the most.

"How is that possible?!" After the shock, Draco's face was full of disbelief, knowing that Voldemort should be an old man even if he was still alive, how could he be a young man who was at most a few years older than himself.

"What you see now is not my essence, but the fragment of my soul that was separated when I was sixteen years old, of course I am young." Voldemort smiled.

"Are you really Lord Voldemort?", Draco asked with some hesitation after hearing Voldemort's words.

"Of course, I don't have to lie to you, son of Lucius." Voldemort continued to laugh.

"Lord Voldemort, do you have something to do with me?" After knowing that the man in front of him was Voldemort, who he admired the most, Draco no longer had the fear he had before, and asked with a look of adoration.

"It's not a difficult task, I just need you to do me a small favor." , Voldemort laughed.

"No problem, I'll help you no matter what's busy." , Draco said excitedly, completely like a little fan brother.

Looking at Draco's demeanor, Voldemort nodded in satisfaction, and then whispered a few words in his ear, Draco's face suddenly became excited.

A few minutes later, the scenery changed, and Draco found himself back in the women's bathroom, and if it weren't for the notebook in his hand and the whispers in his ear, everything seemed like an illusion.

Draco quickly got up from the floor and walked over to a pool of faucets in the bathroom with the sign of a small snake inscribed on it, following the whisper in his ear, and a strange language came out of his mouth like the breath of a poisonous snake.

The next second, the pool left, revealing a pitch-black passage that led to no apparent location, and Draco resisted the fear in his heart and jumped down.

……

In Dumbledore's office, if anyone stood here, they would be surprised to find that in addition to Ye Siyu, Dumbledore, who should have died, was also here.

Of course, this Dumbledore is not the real Dumbledore, but only the embodiment of Dumbledore's soul fragments.

"Looks like I'm dead." , Dumbledore looked at Ye Siyu and said.

When Dumbledore handed over his soul fragment to Ye Siyu, he sealed it, if he was not in danger, this seal would not be lifted, and now that the seal has been lifted, it means that his body has died.

"That's right, Professor, your ontology is dead." , Ye Siyu nodded.

"Well, it looks like I'm underestimating Tom." , Dumbledore sighed.

Even if it was a fragment, he was the greatest male wizard in the wizarding world, Dumbledore didn't dwell on how he died, but asked solemnly, "Professor Ye, how is the situation now?" ”

"The situation is unclear, the Ministry of Magic is already under Voldemort's control...... Judging from the current situation, he will not appear in the public eye in the near future, and it is not clear what he wants to do. Ye Siyu told Dumbledore about the information he currently had.

Although Ye Siyu doesn't know what Voldemort wants to do now because of the change in the plot, he is familiar with the plot very well what Voldemort's ultimate goal is, that is, to rule the world, which makes people feel frightened when they mention the name Voldemort.

Through this purpose and the original plot, he was able to guess something, but it was not necessary to tell Dumbledore, he only needed to let Dumbledore know that the situation was critical and cause him to worry.

Sure enough, after listening to Ye Siyu's words, Dumbledore's face had a hint of melancholy, which was the last thing he wanted to happen.

"Professor Ye, are you ready to resurrect me?" , Dumbledore asked in a deep voice.

When Ye Siyu begged for his soul fragments, Dumbledore guessed what Ye Siyu wanted to do with his soul fragments, which was nothing more than to make Horcruxes, resurrect himself when he was killed, and now release himself, he couldn't think of anything else except resurrecting himself.

"That's right, it's just that my research on Horcruxes is not sufficient, and I need to prepare...... So the resurrection may take a little longer. Ye Siyu simply said the resurrection procedure.

Of course, this resurrection ritual Ye Siyu is not nonsense, but it is improved according to the production method of Horcruxes, even Dumbledore can't see the flaw.

"How long?" After hearing this, Dumbledore also felt that this ritual was feasible, and immediately asked.

"It could take a year." , Ye Siyu replied.

"A year...... Dumbledore whispered.

He didn't care about the time required for the resurrection ritual, but he was more concerned about how to protect the wizarding world during his resurrection, so that after he was resurrected, Voldemort would be in full swing.

After a few minutes, Dumbledore decided, "Professor Ye, I now grant you the position of Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry......"