Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 193 The Story of the Dark Lord
"The beginning of these 13 years, of course, was due to Wormtail's betrayal. I think you all know the story." Voldemort said, walking in front of Peter, all the Death Eaters focused their eyes on them.Snape still stood stiffly where he was, motionless, looking down at Lucius.

"As you all know, Wormtail informed the Ministry of Magic about the gathering, brought a large number of Aurors, and also brought Albus Dumbledore. When I confronted Dumbledore head-on, this nasty betrayal The attacker sneaked up on me from behind—friends, I admit that I miscalculated, when the Avada Kedavra hit me, my soul and body were forcibly ripped apart...the pain couldn't be worse."

"I've lost my body, worse than a ghost, worse than the humblest wandering spirit...but I'm still alive, yes, I've gone farther than anyone else on the road to immortality. You know what I'm aiming for— Conquering death. Now tested, it appears that one or two of those experiments worked."

"Yet, I am as powerless as the weakest creature, unable to help myself... I have no body, and the magic that can help me requires a wand..."

"I remember days and nights when I couldn't sleep, every minute I just forced myself to live... I hid in a distant forest and waited... My loyal Death Eaters will surely Find a way to find me... there will definitely be someone who will use magic that I can't cast by myself, and give me back my body...but I have waited in vain..."

There was another shudder in the Death Eater circle, and Voldemort fell silent for a moment, letting the horror magnify, before continuing.

"I have only one magic power left, and I can possess other people. But I dare not go to crowded places, because I know the Aurors are still looking for me. I sometimes possess animals - the snake is of course me Favorite - but on them it's not much better than being a pure ghost, because their bodies are not suitable for magic... and my possession shortened their lifespan, and they didn't live long..."

"Then... four years ago... things took a turn. A young, stupid, gullible wizard, Quelnas Quirrell, walked into the forest where I was staying, and I just happened to run into him. Oh, that It was my dream opportunity, because he was the Muggle Studies teacher at Hogwarts, and he was easily manipulated by me..."

"He brought me back to this country, and I attached myself to him, monitored him closely, and guided him to carry out my orders. Although he is an ordinary wizard, he is willing to accept all the powers I bestow on him, and he knows how to hide his edge reason."

"Friends, I'm afraid you may misunderstand things... To be honest, my plan is not going smoothly. Dumbledore is as sensitive as a dog, and he can count every step faster than me. Fortunately, he has a very unreliable The gamekeeper of the spectrum, I got Quirrell to buy him off with a dragon egg."

Voldemort's lips twisted, and the Death Eaters hurriedly laughed along, Peter didn't know that Hagrid had caused such trouble.

"Finally, on Halloween night, I got Quirrell to unleash a troll, which caught Dumbledore's attention for a moment, and managed to steal the Sorcerer's Stone... Looking back, it felt so sweet... That was me Feeling joy again for the first time in 13 years."

"My joy didn't last long. Dumbledore soon discovered the problem, and we were almost overtaken... At the very moment, Quirrell fled outside the school wall and took me away with Apparition gone."

"After the Philosopher's Stone was stolen, the Aurors who hunted me were overwhelming... Quirrell has been exposed, the target is too obvious-it is not easy to find a wandering spirit in the Albanian jungle, but finding a Hogwart It's much easier for Teacher Ci's people."

"I did consider abandoning Quirrell, but that would mean wasting all my previous efforts. I don't have a body, so I can't take away the Philosopher's Stone that I have worked so hard to get... After hiding in XZ for more than three months, the worse As it happened, Quirrell began to debilitate like the animals I possessed."

"His body is slowly drying up, because his soul can't carry my magic power... The Philosopher's Stone aroused his greed, and he began to delusional to betray me..." Voldemort glanced at Peter meaningfully, "In In front of my magic, his thoughts and thoughts are transparent, I punished him, cruel punishment..."

"In the end, I came up with a hidden location, a cave that will never be discovered by anyone, guarded by hundreds of Yin corpses, and I can safely manufacture the elixir in a relatively safe environment."

Peter knew that the place Voldemort said was the cave where Regulus died, and he and Dumbledore also found traces of life left by Voldemort and Quirrell there.

"I took a huge risk to steal the materials needed to make the elixir little by little, and the progress of making the potion was greatly slowed down. Fortunately, I have great patience and willpower, and I boiled it in the crucible like ants moving house However, Quirrell's health gradually weakened, and in the second year, he didn't even have the strength to stir the cauldron, let alone search for more medicinal materials."

"Then there is another turning point. Fate is so favored by Voldemort... Lucius, I'm finally going to talk about the part that concerns you." Voldemort's eyes sparkled, "Among the hundreds of corpses in the cave , there is an infernal corpse that can be controlled by thoughts without a wand, and that is this one."

He pointed at Snape with a pale, slender finger, and all eyes were on Snape.There was a mixture of fear and inquiry in the eyes of the Death Eaters, and Harry, who was strapped to the tombstone, stared wide-eyed in disbelief at this terrible fact.

Snape didn't respond, and Peter guessed that he - or it - might be under the control of Voldemort himself at the moment.

"The reason for this phenomenon is very simple," Voldemort said softly as he walked slowly to Snape's side, "I have set the other Inferi to guard the cave, and they are only responsible for drowning people who touch the lake. If I want to cancel this setting, I must use a wand. And this Infernal presence is purely my inadvertent act, it is more sensitive to the invasion of the enemy and the call of the master."

Suddenly, a picture broke into Peter's mind, he understood it all, and even felt a pang of regret - the strange fate once gave him a chance to discover the truth, if he could be more careful, all this Might not happen at all.

Yes, the truth is in Regulus' memory, in the last family history of the Black family...

When Kreacher, who was eager for the savior, touched the lake water desperately, the first corpse to climb up the island in the middle of the lake was Severus Snape who was bitten to death by a werewolf, but Peter only noticed that it was torn apart and completely changed , ignorance.

(End of this chapter)