Chapter 42

People who are cursed will not notice that they are cursed. Even Voldemort, the Dark Lord who once swept the whole Britain with terror, is no exception.

So when the old snake woke up from the illusion and saw the ring on his finger, he showed no amazement or disbelief.

But ecstasy!

And unprecedented confidence!

"Darkness chose me."

Raised his palm and looked at his treasure carefully. Voldemort murmured to himself, with an obsessed look in his eyes.

Look at the golden light, look at the magic like flame.

This symbol of the sovereignty of darkness is his own treasure!

"Cough..."

He was excited and couldn't extricate himself. Suddenly, Voldemort coughed violently and vomited black blood.

The dirty blood fell on the ground of the office. His chest hurt and he suddenly recovered.

incorrect!

This body

What's the matter with this body? He's weakening with the naked eye?

"Ring!"

At least he is a cruel man who once made Horcruxes and split souls. He still has a little knowledge.

Voldemort forced himself to calm down. He soon found the reason for the abnormality and quickly took off the ring.

The curse was interrupted, and the feeling of weakness disappeared without a trace. He wiped the dirty blood at the corner of his mouth with his robe sleeve, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

But at the same time, his heart became extremely empty, raising a desire from the depths of his soul

The treasure is calling him.

This treasure is looking forward to the two becoming one again!

"How could this happen?"

Gazing at the ring in the palm of his hand, Voldemort whispered like a numb machine.

The feeling of controlling everything is forcibly taken away from the body. This pain is even worse than splitting the soul!

"I see, not because of me!"

After thinking for a long time, Voldemort suddenly blessed his heart. His face was bloodless and he bit his teeth. His yellow vertical pupils were full of hard to hide loss.

by the way.

It must be.

There is only one reason!

Quellinas Chilo.

The faithful servant who brought him out of the dark forest.

It's too weak.

Think about it, how can the mortal body bear such a powerful force?

"I have to find a new body, a stronger body, no, no, no... I... I need to be resurrected!"

Who can compare with himself?

The answer must be No.

Instead of trying hard to find a physical body that can match this authority, it is better to return to the world as a master.

But Voldemort knew.

This is not a simple thing.

At least

You can't do it alone.

He needs a little help.

Rubbing his ring with his bloody finger, Voldemort gradually had an idea in his mind.

The Sorcerer's stone was once his best choice, but the plan could not keep up with the change. He didn't want to play the game of "dark under the light" under Dumbledore's eyes.

"I have regained my power and don't have to be afraid of anyone..."

The eyes were obsessed with putting on the ring again, and the expression on Voldemort's face was painful and crazy.

Assemble the death eaters and assemble the army.

It's time to announce the return of the Dark Lord to the world!

......

Sometimes Klein really feels like a good man.

Look.

Although Voldemort was fooled around, he also regained his freedom!

In the vast world, the old snake should make great achievements.

As for a series of symptoms after the deepening curse

Well, it doesn't matter.

After solving the problem, Klein hummed happily and walked to Slytherin's lounge.

But he couldn't do it because Dumbledore gave him a message.

"Klein, where are you? How's the troll?"

The old man's voice sounded in his mind. Obviously, the old man was much more relaxed than before.

"The giant monster has been solved. Don't worry. The students are very safe."

First, he gave the other party a reassurance. Klein smiled easily, and then asked knowingly, "headmaster, where are you? How about you and the Dean not being Voldemort?"

"Well, there's nothing wrong with me."

After a second's pause, Dumbledore's voice was filled with deep concern.

"Voldemort was careful not to show up.

However, I don't want such an event to happen again. I can watch him nine times, but as long as he slips away from me once, the consequences are beyond my ability to bear. "

Last time Klein and Dumbledore discussed for a long time in the headmaster's room, they had been watching Voldemort in turn.

There is a sparse at last.

Although they wanted to use Voldemort to achieve some purpose, they couldn't pay attention to him 24 hours a day.

Just like this time, Dumbledore's eyes only left Voldemort for a short time, and there was such a big mess.

Now think about it, the old man was still afraid.

"Er... I don't think you need to worry about that."

Klein did not expect that his little revenge had solved Dumbledore's troubles by the way, and his expression was a little subtle.

"What do you mean?"

Dumbledore was a little confused.

Always cut meat, less knives and forks, and sleepy bump into a pillow?

"Well, just now I finished solving the troll and quietly went to Chilo's office. I heard Voldemort say he was leaving Hogwarts castle and looking for a chance outside."

It doesn't exist to hear it with your own ears, but the voice conveyed by the brand of slavery is more true than pure gold.

Of course, he can't tell Dumbledore these words.

"What, Voldemort is leaving the castle?"

Hearing the speech, Dumbledore's tone suddenly became urgent.

But soon, he recovered his calmness and brought a sense of awe in his calmness.

"No, he can't leave the castle!"

Dumbledore was afraid that Voldemort would disturb and harm the students. But he was also afraid of losing Voldemort's trace and getting things out of control!

"Don't worry, headmaster, our plan won't change."

Klein knew what the other party was worried about and smiled to make the other party relax and don't get so excited.

If he could tell the truth, he really wanted to tell Dumbledore that Voldemort is much easier to control now than before.

"No, Klein, you don't understand.

I'm sorry, the plan is coming to an end. We have to get rid of this dangerous guy. "

A play was staged at the London magic summit, which Dumbledore agreed.

There is his selfishness in the bread.

But this incident sounded an alarm for him.

He was so conceited that he thought he and Klein could be safe together.

This is obviously wrong!

"Er... Well, if you don't trust me, give me a day off tomorrow and I'll solve everything."

Seeing that Dumbledore could not be persuaded, Klein sighed and scratched the tip of his eyebrow with a bitter smile.

He has to make good arrangements for it.

Otherwise, you won't have a chance to brush your reputation