"Did the change in the Hall of Time really be discovered by Professor Crocker? It seems that I need to find a time to talk to this expert who has been studying the Time Reversal Charm and related secrets all his life......"

After looking at the letter that Umbridge had sent to him in private, Zuo Si, who was secretly researching the mystery of death under the guise of "academic exchange", quickly had a thoughtful expression on his face.

Obviously, the reason why he was so reluctant to return to Hogwarts was to avoid Dumbledore's eyes.

Because studying the afterlife is too sensitive, far more sensitive than the ability of the Philosopher's stone to come back from the dead.

After all, a vast afterlife world is in a state of ownerlessness, and any spellcaster and scholar in the Faren Continent understands what that means.

No matter who it is, as long as he can first cross the "curtain" as a living person and reach that huge abyss, he can become the unique god of death in this world with the soul power that has been precipitated for an unknown number of thousands of years, and may even be the only true god.

And it's the kind of primitive god who doesn't need to believe and directly controls the rules of death.

Of course, as a traveling mage, Zuo Si didn't want to become a god.

But that doesn't mean you can't use this power to strengthen yourself.

Especially what kind of secret is hidden under the abyss, he is full of curiosity, and he must find out no matter what.

"Lord Soth, do you need me to prepare an owl messenger for you?"

A woman who looked to be in her fifties, dressed in an eighteenth-century extravagant crimson dress, asked in standard "Parisian" French.

"No, Lady Caroline. This is just a notice and does not require a reply. And...... I was always skeptical about the safety of the owl messenger. Zuo Si declined with a smile on his face.

"Well, since you say that, I won't bother too much. If you need anything, please do not hesitate to ask. After all, we're allies in a magical contract. ”

With that, the woman, who was called Madame Caroline, bowed gracefully, then turned and walked out of the room with her skirt in her hand, and closed the door with her.

When the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the marble floor faded away, Zuo Si asked the journal meaningfully: "Do you think Madame Caroline knows what I'm doing?" ”

"I don't know.

Because the wizards of this world are so superficial in their quest for death, even Dumbledore only knows a little about it.

However, as one of the ancient families that has never been broken in the entire French wizarding world, the other party must have guessed a little bit of the importance of the research you are doing, so they will take the initiative to come to the door and propose cooperation. ”

The journal replied with interest.

"In other words, some families in the French wizarding world took the initiative to change their attitude after seeing the massacre in Berlin?" Zuo Si touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.

"Maybe it was the three magic mercury that made them feel that cooperation was more cost-effective than confrontation." The diary added.

Obviously, this lady Caroline, with her illustrious background and background, is most likely a pawn who has been pushed out for temptation.

Behind it, there is not only one family, but several families uniting together.

Maybe the dark wizards who gathered in Berlin to make a big noise before were secretly instructed and involved.

In line with the principle of casting a long line to catch big fish, Zuo Si gladly accepted the other party's kindness, so he lived in this luxurious manor house on the outskirts of Paris, which is said to be hundreds of years old, and enjoyed the service of a group of servants, including house-elves.

In return, he also took out three points of magic mercury and handed it to the other party to deal with.

In the end, both parties were happy, and even made an unbreakable oath to ensure that the covenant would last forever.

Of course, this "unbreakable" is only for Madame Caroline.

There are many ways to keep the spell from working, or even if it does, it doesn't pose the slightest threat to you.

Not only that, but he could also take the opportunity to find out who was really in power behind the French wizarding world, and which family members had secretly issued a bounty against him.

You must know that in the circle of dark wizards, his "worth" is already as high as five million gold Galleons.

Although the statue of the corpse scared off a lot of people, there were still some people who were confident in their own strength who wanted to take the plunge.

There is no doubt that compared with the British wizarding world under the pressure of Dumbledore, the wizarding families on the European continent are not only more unscrupulous, but also extremely powerful, and have a good influence in both black and white.

Just as Zosi burned the letters and reimmersed himself in the study of death, Madame Caroline had already left the estate and entered the old castle, less than seventy kilometers from the famous Château de Fontainebleau.

From the exterior decoration style and overall structure, it is not difficult to see that this is almost a small replica of the Château de Fontainebleau, both the building and the courtyard seem to be the work of the same designer.

The only difference is that instead of ordinary animals and hounds, there are all kinds of magical creatures.

In particular, there are several magic plants that can be used to make magic wands, each of which is worth more than 100,000 gold gallons, and some tree guards can be clearly seen on the treetops.

In addition, a huge fire dragon crouched in the middle of the lawn in a very obedient manner, allowing the house-elves to wipe and maintain its scales, without the slightest hint of irritable and unruly wildness.

It is clear that this is a dragon that has been completely domesticated as a pet, not a semi-wild fire dragon that is merely used as a material.

As the owner of the castle, an old man with a wrinkled face and sagging skin was sitting on a chaise longue, enjoying the warmth of the sun shining on him, and after a minute he asked, "Well, have you figured out what that young man has been working on lately?" ”

"I'm sorry, grandfather, but I don't even understand what he's studying." Lady Caroline replied with some frustration.

"Oh? Didn't he ask for a lot of materials and magic items some time ago? The old man slowly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of curiosity in his tone.

Lady Caroline smiled wryly and explained, "Many of the things that Soth wants are raw materials that can be used for a variety of purposes, both to make potions and to make some magic items.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all more or less involved in some mysterious realm related to souls and death.

The most plausible speculation at the moment is that he may have developed a great interest in life and death after successfully creating only a second Philosopher's Stone.

In addition to this, I found out that he had a very close connection with the British Ministry of Magic.

Thankfully, you didn't get involved in the conspiracy in the first place, otherwise the consequences would have been dire. ”

When the old man heard this, he quickly sat up from the recliner: "You mean, he has detected the real mastermind behind those dark wizards?" ”

"That's right. He even hinted at me that if I could give a list, I would be paid an additional piece of magic mercury. Without thinking, Madame Caroline immediately replied in the affirmative.

"You didn't say yes, did you?" The old man's face changed slightly.

Lady Caroline hurriedly shook her head: "Of course not. How dare I easily commit to something like this that is sensitive and carries great risks without your permission. ”

"It's good that you know how heavy it is.

Remember, the trick that our family has never broken off to this day is to never be a villain who forgets his righteousness.

Especially when it comes to such despicable acts involving whistleblowing, no matter what kind of price the other party offers, you will never agree to it.

Rather than offending one party and currying favor with the other, we prefer to be a bridge in the middle.

In this case, for example, we will not collude with a dark wizard to offend a genius with great potential for the sake of magical mercury that can bring people back from the dead.

Nor will he offend those ancient families that have been rooted in the European continent for thousands of years in order to please this genius.

Because only by ensuring one's own continuity can things like fame, wealth, and magical power be meaningful. ”

The old man admonished solemnly.

"Understood."

Madame Caroline immediately bent down and bowed her knees to her grandfather in obedience and respect.

Because she knew that the family was able to survive and grow intact from the turmoil that swept across Europe decades ago, and that it was not removed because of the extinction of the heirs like some ancient families, all thanks to the wisdom of the old man in front of her.

Survival and survival are ensured first, and then other things are considered, never taking risks and never being aggressive.

This is the code of conduct that his family follows.

Seeing that the best offspring had fully understood this, the old man complimented with satisfaction: "You have done a good job so far. Hold an auction in my name and sell the remaining two copies of magic mercury. ”

"All? Why don't you keep a copy for backup or continue your research? Lady Caroline's eyes widened in surprise.

The old man quickly waved his hand: "There is no need for this.

Since a bottle is wasted and no alchemist can find anything in it, it means that this kind of thing is not easy to copy.

Otherwise, it wouldn't require the power of the Philosopher's Stone to make it.

So instead of staying in your hands to attract attention, or even causing unnecessary losses, it is better to sell them all and exchange them for something more practical.

What's more, didn't we reach a cooperation agreement with this young genius?

As long as you can maintain and manage this relationship well, you will naturally have the opportunity to obtain magic mercury from him in the future.

My child, you must know how to restrain your greed and lust, and never try to get more than you can do.

Otherwise, this thing will become a great disaster, and even the introduction to the collapse and destruction of the family. ”

"As you wish, grandfather."

Caroline bowed deeply, then turned gracefully and disappeared into the dark corridors of the castle.

About a few hours later, dozens of owl messengers delivered invitations to the most powerful families rooted in the European continent, and instantly like a depth charge, the already strange atmosphere of the magical world suddenly became even more undercurrent.

Especially when the high-ranking official of the German Ministry of Magic who learned the news almost lifted the desk in his office.

You must know that the crazy act of the dark wizard bombing the street before, as well as the terrifying sculpture that Zuo Si made with his corpse, made them completely lose face, and they are now facing the crisis of being impeached and removed from power.

And the culprit that caused all this is naturally the magic mercury that can resurrect people.

But now it's good that this thing actually appeared at auction in the open.

If you have any extra, you should have taken it out earlier!

Why bother with this step of the field!

Who would take a huge risk to besiege a super-genius who has the blood of the Dumbledore family in his veins and surpassed Nicol Lemay in the field of alchemy?

The most important thing is that there are other ways to obtain it, and those rich and powerful ancient families will naturally not offer bounties to hire dark wizards, and it will not happen in Berlin, and the German Ministry of Magic will not have to bear the insults from the people and such huge pressure from public opinion.

In less than half a day, many people who were eager to get a copy of magic mercury appeared on the streets of Paris, France, with huge sums of money.

Their presence made the French Ministry of Magic nervous, and quickly dispatched a large number of personnel to ensure the safety of their persons and property.

After all, there are lessons learned from the German Ministry of Magic, and the French Ministry of Magic does not dare to take it lightly.

All of a sudden, the city, known as the European capital of art, culture and romance, was completely monitored by wizards.

Fortunately, the group of people with the huge sum of money did not wander around, but first visited Madame Caroline's grandfather, and then stayed there waiting for the auction to begin.

This leaves many dark wizards who want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune at all, so they can only hide nearby and wait for the auction to end to see if there are any suitable hunting targets.

In short, the appearance of magic mercury has put the wizarding world in all countries of the world in a state of restlessness.

Whether there is someone who wants to be resurrected, or who wants to figure out the mystery and then copy it, they will do whatever it takes to get it.

And as the creator of the second Philosopher's Stone, Zuo Si inevitably became the center of this vortex.

It's just that he doesn't care about it himself, and is immersed in studying how to enter the afterlife.

The maids and house-elves who tended to their daily lives could often hear the eerie screams coming from the cellar where the experiments were conducted, and there was a chilly aura that could be felt even through several walls.

But what made them feel strange was that there was nothing alive in the cellar except for Zuo Si, so where did those voices come from?

Dominated by intense fear, no one dared to approach until permission was given.

……

On the other side, on a small island across the Channel, the two Dark Lords have just teamed up to storm Azkaban, the most notorious prison in British wizarding.

The Dementors, who were portrayed as terrifying, were easily driven away in front of them like timid rabbits, and had no power to resist at all.

Auguste, Trevor, Antonin, Belacretes, Rodolphus, Bastan, and a number of Death Eaters imprisoned here are finally freed and returned to their long-awaited masters.

"Looks like the plan went more smoothly than expected, didn't it?"

Young Voldemort stood next to the giant basilisk, curling the corners of his mouth into a smug smile.

You don't have to ask to know that this raid was planned and carried out by him.

"Don't get too excited, this is just the first step, it's all about how to invade the Ministry of Magic and leave before Dumbledore arrives."

The elder Voldemort said as he moved his body for a moment, which had only been occupied for a long time.

Since it took a lot of mana to drive away the Dementors just now, his movements looked slightly stiff and not as natural as when he had enough mana.

"The hosts! I have some very useful information about the Philosopher's Stone. August leaned closer and said in a very excited tone.

"What is the information?" Older Voldemort asked with interest.

August hurriedly replied, "I was once taken to the Ministry of Magic to participate in an experiment of resurrection from the dead, and I know which room the Philosopher's Stone is stored in the Department of Mysteries, and I also know that it is not the Philosopher's Stone itself that really has the ability to resurrect from the dead, but the magic mercury that is made inside. ”

"Oh? You were killed and then resurrected? ”

Older Voldemort's eyes gleamed strangely.

As a person who is extremely resistant to the arrival of death, and does not hesitate to tear his soul many times for this, his interest in death is actually no less than Zuo Si.

It's just that the price to pay for exploring death is too great, so I have to choose to give up.

But now, a person who has died and risen again appears in front of him, so he naturally has to ask carefully.

Thinking of this, Voldemort immediately asked, "What did you see after you died?" ”

August was obviously startled by the hot eyes of his master, and subconsciously responded, "Yes...... It was a veil through which there was only an endless amount of coldness, darkness and nothingness, and the senses began to become numb. ”

"No trial? No Grim Reaper? No underworld? Voldemort continued to ask with great interest.

"Nope! There was nothing there but aimlessly wandering souls. However, I was short in the period of death, and I was forcibly dragged back to my body before I could go too far. ”

Auguste did not dare to hide anything, and told what he knew.

Even Voldemort immediately looked at each other when they heard this, and saw excitement and ecstasy in each other's eyes.

Because if all this is true, after they seize the Philosopher's Stone, they can find out the secrets of the afterlife through the means of resurrection from the dead, and finally master the ultimate power called "death".

When the time comes, whether it is Dumbledore or Zuosi, they will fall at their feet.

Of course, as a Dark Lord who "cherishes talents", Voldemort decided that as long as Zuo Si was willing to surrender, he would mercifully forgive the other party for offending him before, and allow him to join the Death Eaters to contribute to the great cause.

"Let everyone prepare! Half an hour later we launched a raid on the Ministry of Magic, and we had to get our hands on the Philosopher's Stone anyway. ”

After a brief silence, the elder Voldemort gave orders to the Death Eaters present.

Although he knew that due to the long period of captivity and the happy memories of the Dementors, these people had been greatly damaged both physically and mentally, and it was best to give them some time to regain their strength and magic in order to maximize their strength.

The problem is that Azkaban is a place where the British Ministry of Magic is paying attention.

After a maximum of forty minutes, the other party will notice that something is wrong.

So Voldemort could only give these men half an hour to rest, otherwise they would lose the suddenness of the attack.

In addition, he is cold, ruthless, and cruel by nature, and never takes other people's lives seriously.

In his eyes, Death Eaters are pure servants, cannon fodder who are willing to die for themselves at critical moments, how can they care about the life or death of these guys.

Half an hour went by in a flash.

After eating a small amount of food, the Death Eaters took the wands they had taken from the guards and followed Voldemort to perform a transfiguration and disappear in place.

They didn't even notice that a large black dog hiding in the shadows jumped out of the cell deep in the prison after he left, and not only managed to avoid the massacre of the other prisoners just now, but also boarded a small boat and headed for the distant land.

You don't have to ask to know that this big black dog is the godfather of Harry Potter and the last male heir of the Black family, Sirius.

Even though this guy was imprisoned in Azkaban on charges of being a Death Eater.

However, he knew very well that he was not a Death Eater, but an enemy of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, and he also killed the traitor who betrayed the Potters, Peter Pettigrew.

So when he found out that the two Voldemorts were attacking the prison, they immediately activated the ability of Animagus to turn into a black dog.

After the Dementors were driven away, they escaped from the cell and hid at the bottom of the prison.

Otherwise, Blake's loyal and crazy sister to Voldemort, Bellatrix, would not mind casting a Diamond Curse on her and then recovering for it.

……

Meanwhile, in the Ministry of Magic in London, England, Fudge was sitting in his office full of joy in the Ministry of Magic, far away in London, England, unaware of the danger, looking at the financial statements that had just been sent by Umbridge, and his wrinkled old face was smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Not bad! Your work is getting better and better, dear Dolores. I really didn't expect that that magic stone alone could bring such a huge income to the ministry every month. ”

"It's all thanks to your leadership. Since the salary increase, the entire Ministry of Magic is now praising you for your accomplishments during your tenure. It won't be long before you'll be voted the greatest Minister of Magic Britain has ever seen. ”

Umbridge, as always, came up with a rainbow fart, praising Fudge, who had a strong sense of vanity, so much that the corners of his mouth were almost grinning at the root of his ears.

Although the latter also knew that this was not his own credit at all, but the credit of the Philosopher's Stone and its creator, Zuo Si.

But the problem is that there are a few people in this world who can really recognize themselves, and how many people can stay sane and calm in the midst of countless touts.

Just as Fudge was about to be modest as usual, and then give the credit to his most capable subordinate, a violent explosion suddenly came from outside.

Rumble!!!!!!!!

With a deafening loud bang and tremor, the portraits, books, and decorations hanging in the office fell to the ground in an instant.

Before he could react to what was happening, another loud bang slammed open the closed door.

I saw a bloody wizard slam into the wall behind him with the door, and then spurted a mouthful of dark red blood from his mouth with a wow.

"Damn! What's going on? What happened? ”

After a brief moment of distraction, Fudge immediately drew his wand and rushed to the injured man's side, asking in a hurried and loud voice.

The latter endured the severe pain and responded in a dying tone: "Yes...... It's the Death Eaters! We are under attack by the Death Eaters! Among them are August, Trevor, Antonin, Belacritus, Rodolphus, Bastan, ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the wizard lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

"What? Death Eaters? Aren't these guys all locked up in Azkaban? ”

Upon learning the truth, Fudge fell into a panic on the spot.

Because if this is true, then whether it is the robbery of Azkaban or the attack on the Ministry of Magic, it will mean the end of his political career.

"Your Excellency! I think the defenses should be activated right away, and everyone who can pick up their wands should be summoned to take down these megalomaniacs. ”

Umbridge's eyes flashed with joy, and he hurriedly pretended to give advice.

Clearly, the ambitious woman saw the attack as an opportunity.

If Fudge is now ousted, she can rely on the agreements she has reached with the various families on how to distribute the magic mercury, and then ascend to the throne of the Minister of Magic.

Poor Fudge didn't know he had been sold, and without even thinking about it, he walked out of the office with his wand in his hand, gathering the staff who were also running in a panic.

Within a few moments, more than thirty wizards had gathered around him.

Although the strength of these people was uneven, fortunately, there were enough of them, and they finally strengthened their courage and walked towards the place of the incident.

About ten minutes later, through the mouths of the wounded who had been awakened and treated, it was learned that these Death Eaters had rushed directly into the Department of Mysteries under the leadership of August, and Fudge's composure that he had managed to pretend to be instantly revealed, screaming in horror, "Not good! Their goal is the Philosopher's Stone! ”

Moment!

It was as if everyone present had been poured from head to foot by a basin of ice water.

Some couldn't help but shake violently, and their eyes revealed boundless fear.

Anyone who is not a fool knows that this group of Death Eaters must have snatched the Philosopher's Stone to resurrect the Dark Lord who once hung like a dark cloud over the British wizarding world.

"These bastards must not be allowed to get their hands on them! Otherwise, we're done! Another officer jerked to his feet and shouted.

"That's right! They must not be allowed to succeed! Whoever can still move, come with me! ”

"You! You! And you! Hold the entrance here. ”

"Quick! Fast! Fast! Move fast! ”

For a moment, there was a panic in the Ministry of Magic.

Fudge plucked up his courage and personally led the team into the only entrance to the interior of the Department of Mysteries.

After a few minutes, he finally saw the two Voldemorts who had already obtained the Philosopher's Stone, as well as a group of loyal Death Eaters, in the room where the Philosopher's Stone was kept.

"Hahahaha! Sorry, you're too late, I've got what I wanted. ”

The elder Voldemort held up the box containing the Philosopher's Stone in his hand, a hideous smile on his face.

At this moment, he could already feel the amazing vitality and magic contained in the magic mercury, and he could definitely resurrect himself in the most perfect form.

And that's not all!

The rest can also be used to strengthen oneself, making one's magic stronger and more invincible than before.

"Who are you? And Lockhart, how did you end up here? Have you become a Death Eater too? ”

Fudge's eyes widened, completely blinded by what he saw.

Since neither of Voldemort was using their own bodies, no one could tell them apart from their appearances except for the hardcore Death Eaters who knew them best.

"Look! How sad! Our poor Minister of Magic hasn't figured it out yet. The older Voldemort sneered.

"Humph! A fool like this deserves to be the Minister of Magic? The British wizarding world is really getting worse and worse. Allow me, host, to clean up this self-conscious garbage for you. ”

Belacritus raised the wand he had snatched from the other wizards, his eyes unleashing endless madness and murderous intent.

As one of the very few truly chaotic and evil representatives, she had already sacrificed her life and even her soul to the Dark Lord, and did not take human life seriously at all.

"Master?!"

Fudge's pupils dilated, contracted, and dilated again when he heard the word, and it felt like someone had hit his chest with a fist, and even breathing became difficult.

It was a full minute before he asked in a trembling voice, "You...... Are you Voldemort? ”

"Hehe, you're surprised, aren't you? Because in the Ministry of Magic's narrative, I should have been completely dead. But unfortunately, it won't be easy to kill me, at least not Harry Potter, the boy you've touted as your savior. And this time, you're going to be facing two mes. ”

As he spoke, the elder Voldemort made a gesture to his student self.

The young Voldemort, who looked like Lockhart, curled the corners of his mouth and saluted in a very elegant manner: "Nice to meet you, Minister Cornelius Fudge." Reacquainted, I'm not the Gilderoy Lockhart you think I am, but Tom Riddle. Of course, maybe you can call me another name - Voldemort. ”

As the last word blurted out, he showed the change in the alphabetical order between the two names in front of everyone.

This move immediately made many people who had worked in the Ministry of Magic for more than fifty years finally realize the relationship between Tom Riddle and Voldemort.

After all, the former was the best graduate of Hogwarts back then, and many people even thought that he would enter the Ministry of Magic after graduation, and then rise all the way up to become the Minister of Magic.

"Two ...... Two Dark Lords? ”

Umbridge swallowed subconsciously.

You know, she's the one who lived through the Great War ten years ago, and she understands how powerful Voldemort is.

One of them has made the British wizarding world restless, and now that the two of them are together, it's not like they're going to make a big fuss.

"That's right! Now you're going to deal with two of me at the same time. But don't worry, I'm just here to get the Philosopher's Stone today, and I'm not going to go on a killing spree. But the next time I come, I hope each of you will think through which side you should be on. ”

After saying this threatening word, the older Voldemort raised his wand and prepared to cast a disfigured illusion and leave.

From the moment he got the Philosopher's Stone, he was already impatient to hold a resurrection ritual and quickly abandon this fragile body.

But just as the magic spell was about to take effect, a white light suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Before the others could react, an old man in a blue robe, with gray hair and beard, blocked the retreat of the two Voldemorts and the Death Eaters.

"Dumbledore!"

"Dumbledore!"

The two Voldemorts shouted the old man's name in unison.

You don't need to ask to know that after learning the news of Azkaban's robbery and the Death Eaters' raid on the Ministry of Magic, the headmaster of Hogwarts rushed over as soon as possible.

"Awaken two Horcruxes at the same time? Tom, your madness and wickedness are far beyond my imagination. Dumbledore said with a gloomy expression.

"Humph! Thanks to you recruiting Lockhart as an idiot into the school as a professor, I've done a lot of things with his identity. Young Voldemort sneered.

"You did the previous assault on the students?" Dumbledore's eyes gleamed with a terrifying chill.

Voldemort deliberately replied in a nonchalant tone, "Do you think this question is still necessary?" If it hadn't happened to be someone passing by, that little poor person would have been a pile of bones by now. ”

"Don't talk nonsense! We've got the Philosopher's Stone, so there's no need to waste time with him here. ”

The older Voldemort gave his younger self a look.

The latter instantly understood!

Next Second......

Rumble!!!!!!

The giant basilisk rushed straight through the entrance, glaring at two yellowish petrified eyes that swept over everyone present.

Many people, including Fudge, didn't realize what was happening, and their whole body was petrified in an instant.

Even Dumbledore himself, his feet below the knee quickly turned gray-white stone.

Undoubtedly, these are the last cards that the two Voldemorts have prepared for the moment of crisis.

You must know that the basilisk in the secret chamber is not an ordinary basilisk, but a thousand-year-old basilisk, and its petrified eye ability is not at all something that ordinary wizards can resist.

In the original plot, the young Voldemort did not play its role well at all, let alone use various powerful spells to cooperate with it.

That's why he was killed by the savior Harry in an almost child's play.

But now, the two Voldemorts have teamed up to set a trap to hide the basilisk outside the room, and then let it burst in and look at everyone in the room, instantly petrifying a dozen people in place.

But Dumbledore is arguably the greatest wizard of our time.

After discovering that he was affected by petrification, he immediately released the de-petrification that he had only learned from Zuo Si for a short time, successfully avoiding the fate of the whole person becoming a statue.

By the time he was about to fight back, he found that the two Voldemorts and the Death Eaters had disappeared.

Even the basilisk was taken with them, leaving only a group of petrified Ministry of Magic staff.

"Well—that's a big problem."

Looking at the empty table, Dumbledore sighed helplessly and began to depetrify everyone present.

When Fudge returned to normal, he immediately grabbed the hand of the old man who had placed himself on the throne of the Minister of Magic, and said in an almost pleading tone, "Albus! Help me! ”

"I'm sorry, I can't help you this time. Two Voldemorts were resurrected at the same time, do you know what that means? Get ready! The storm is coming! ”

With that, Dumbledore left the scene without looking back.

As for Fudge, he stood there as if he had lost his soul, no matter what the person next to him said, he didn't react in the slightest.

Just when the entire Ministry of Magic was in chaos, Voldemort, who had successfully captured the Philosopher's Stone, had already arrived in an old house that had been prepared in advance.

Without any hesitation!

He directly set up a cauldron and began to throw the same materials needed for resurrection into it.

When the water in the pot began to boil and took on a blood-red color, he motioned for the Death Eaters' men to take out the magic mercury from the Philosopher's Stone.

Since he himself can't directly touch the Philosopher's Stone, the Philosopher's Stone is always in the original box along the way.

As the most faithful servant, Bela Creteus received this honor.

I saw that she carefully opened the lid of the box, and then the whole person stood in place for a long time without moving as if she had been immobilized.

"Bela Creteus! What's going on with you? Hurry up and get out a copy of magic mercury! ”

Voldemort, who had already stripped naked and was about to stew himself in an iron pot, frowned and urged impatiently.

"Lord...... Master! The Philosopher's Stone is gone! ”

With a hint of tremor in his voice, Belacritus turned to reveal an expression that was more ugly than crying.

"What? It's gone! How is this possible! ”

Hearing that the treasure he had managed to grab was lost, the older Voldemort immediately became furious and pushed the madwoman away.

As a result, I saw that the box was really empty, not to mention the Philosopher's Stone, and there was not even a drop of magic mercury leaking out.

Realizing that he might have been tricked, he immediately kicked Belacritus to the ground and stomped his entire head into the dirt, roaring in anger, "Who? Who stole my Philosopher's Stone! ”

"Master, the Philosopher's Stone has been kept by you from the beginning, and we haven't even touched it." August pounced on his knees and explained in horror.

Not only him, but several other Death Eaters reacted similarly.

These people knew all too well what the Dark Lord was going to do in a fit of rage.

Not to mention anything else, anyway, one person will definitely not be able to run a heart-piercing mantra meal.

"Then explain to me why the Philosopher's Stone that was clearly placed in it was lost? Say! ”

The elder Voldemort raised his wand and aimed it at Auguste, a terrifying green light flashing in front of him, as if he would shoot a death curse in the next second.

At this critical moment, in the originally empty box, the Philosopher's Stone actually appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.

Seeing this scene, Voldemort didn't care about anything else, and immediately motioned for August to take it out.

Interestingly, when August's hand was about to touch the box, the Philosopher's Stone disappeared again.

When he retracts his hand, the Philosopher's Stone will appear out of thin air again.

At first, the two Voldemorts thought it was some kind of blinding trick or invisible spell, but after a few attempts, they found that it was not the case at all, that they were teleported away by some kind of power in an instant.

Whatever the method is, there is no way to prevent this from happening.

In other words, they succeeded in grabbing the Philosopher's Stone, but they didn't get it completely, so they could only stare at the box without any way.

Even the Cessation Charm, which claims to be able to end all magical effects, does not have the slightest effect on it.

And Zuo Si, who was far away in Paris, France, studied the mysteries of death, and every few minutes he would see the Philosopher's Stone appear beside him, with a playful smile on his face.

You don't have to ask to know that he did all this.

Because the box was made with a hand.

Unless authorized, the Philosopher's Stone will be teleported to its true owner, whether directly or indirectly, or by using a magic spell.

Permission is required to re-teleport back.

In other words, everything Voldemort saw was deliberately done by Zuo Si.

Not for anything else, but simply because I think it's fun to watch him thunderstorm......

(End of chapter)