The next day, Ike and the Granger couple quit.

Leaving the suitcase with Hermione, she took only 500 Galleons and her wand and left.

I drove back to the countryside and found a hotel to live in, and Ike never walked out of the room.

As the appointed time approached, Ike sat on the couch in the room with his wand and waited.

Suddenly, with a crisp sound, two figures, one large and one small, suddenly appeared in front of Ike.

"Long time no see, Wormtail." Ike was expressionless, and gently patted the wand in his hand.

"Little master, long time no see." Peter Pettigrew leaned over and saluted Ike.

"Little master?" Ike chuckled, then stood up and glanced at the house-elf beside him.

"Let's go, don't keep the teacher waiting too long."

"Please hold my hand, little master, it may feel very uncomfortable the first time."

Ike didn't reply, just nodded, and took Peter Pettigrew's hand. Seeing this, Peter also grabbed the house-elf on the side.

With a screeching sound, Ike seemed to be thrown into a drum washing machine and rolled wildly, the air around him squeezing violently, as if it was going to squeeze him to pieces.

For what seemed like a moment, Ike felt his feet hit the ground again. I closed my eyes slightly, suppressed the strong feeling of vomiting in my heart, and then looked at my surroundings.

It's just a very dilapidated house, and nothing else.

"The master is upstairs." Peter Pettigrew whispered, leading Ike up the decaying staircase.

Creaking, crunching, the planks of the stairs seemed to break in the next second, and in this dilapidated house, it was particularly harsh.

Upstairs, the door of only one room was opened open a crack, and light peeked out from inside.

"Master, little master has arrived." Peter Pettigrew knocked on the door.

"Come in, little Ike."

When I entered the house, I saw a tall, handsome man with Voldemort curled up in his arms. A large snake was coiled beside it, its eyes closed, as if it was asleep, but Nobuko spit it out from time to time.

"Look at you, you've grown so big, I can't call you Little Ike anymore." Voldemort spoke slowly, and the weakness in his voice was palpable.

"Teacher." Ike bowed respectfully, "You're back." ”

"yes, I'm back, thanks to you." Voldemort said, "You were the one who told Wormtail to find me, and you were the only one who did it." ”

"My servants have energy far beyond yours, but none of them thought of it......"

"The host ......"

"Shut up! Worm Tail! The man holding Voldemort reprimanded, and Peter Pettigrew quickly lowered his head.

"Hey~hey" Voldemort laughed, and patted the man's arm with his little hand, "Okay little Barty, that's enough......"

"Come over here, let me take a closer look at you."

Ike took a few steps forward, leaned over to Voldemort's side, crouched down, and raised his head so that Voldemort could see more closely.

"You're excellent, I've heard Wormtail say it......" Comrade Fu raised his hand on the top of Ike's head, "You saved the great Dark Lord, and you are my approved successor......"

"Teacher ......"

Ike was about to say something when he was interrupted by Comrade Lao Fu: "The Dark Lord will not forget those who are loyal to him, nor will he treat those who are loyal to him badly. ”

"Stretch out your left arm, Ike!"

"Master!" As soon as Comrade Fu's words fell, Little Barty said eagerly, "Your body ......"

"I can still do this little thing, little Barty." Comrade Fu patted Barty Jr. on the arm again, and then turned to Peter Pettigrew and said, "Wormtail, wand!" ”

"The host ......"

Ike rolled up his sleeves and brought his left arm up, asking Comrade Fu to point the tip of his staff on it. Suddenly, a strong stinging pain struck, but Ike held back, and his complexion did not even change.

Seeing this, Comrade Lao Fu smiled again, and the tip of the staff began to emit a deep black light. Slowly, the skeleton appeared, and a python emerged from its mouth and circled down.

"Remember its spell, the bones reappear!" Comrade Fu's voice was almost inaudible, and he couldn't even hold his wand, and fell directly to the ground.

"I remember, teacher." Ike nodded.

"The rest of Little Barty will tell you that I ......" Before he finished speaking, Comrade Lao Fu closed his eyes, and he couldn't even wake up.

Barty carefully put Comrade Fu in Peter Pettigrew's arms, glared at him fiercely, and then waved his hand at Ike. Ike waited until Peter had settled Comrade Lao Fu before he went out.

Walking out of the dilapidated old Gaunt house, I saw little Barty standing in the open space in front of the door with a wand in hand.

"Pull out your wand." Barty Jr. said in a deep voice.

"No, I don't." Ike shook his head, his expression silent.

Little Barty didn't reply, and with a wave of his hand, a green light struck Ike.

"Smack!"

Ike didn't move, and the green light spread out directly in front of him.

"Excellent silent mantra." Barty Jr. nodded, then lowered his wand, "No wonder your master looks at you differently." ”

"What did the teacher tell me about?" Ike asked directly.

"The master needs you to learn a magic, the sooner the better." Barty Jr. said.

"Yes."

"It's not simple magic, especially for a wizard like you." Little Barty laughed, a little like a mockery, a little like a sneer.

"I don't think there's any magic I can't learn."

"Phantom Migration, you only have three days at most."

"And what are we waiting for?"

"Don't worry, we still need some preparation." Barty said as little Barty waved his wand, and many circles of the same size appeared on the ground.

One was at Ike's feet, and the rest were lined up one by one in the distance.

Several more bottles of potion were pulled, and with just a glance, Ike knew it was a healing potion.

Look at the bottle, he still sold it.

"Goal, determination, calmness, you have to keep it in mind!" "Focus your mind on your goal, make up your mind that you're going to succeed, and then chant the spell and turn around calmly. ”

"You can start trying, rest assured, I'm ready."

Ike finally drew his wand, his eyes fixed on the circle closest to him. Suddenly relaxed, the wand in his hand moved slightly.

"Smack!"

With a screeching sound, Ike found himself in the circle he was aiming at.

However, he forgot his left leg.

And the right ear.

"Heal as ever!"

Little Barty's healing magic fell on Ike in time, and Ike also summoned the limbs that had been left on the spot by himself, pieced together and poured a bottle of potion, except for his face was a little pale.

"It's not bad, very few people do it to this extent on their first attempt, although it's split." Barty Jr. said.

"Do you want to continue?"

"Of course ......"