Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 43 Ambition Rekindled
A cursed person is unaware that he is cursed.Even Voldemort, the Dark Lord who once swept the whole of England with terror, was no exception.

So when the old snake woke up from the illusion and saw the ring on his finger, he was not surprised or disbelieving.

But ecstasy!

And unprecedented confidence!
"Darkness has chosen me."

Raising his palm and looking at his treasure carefully, Voldemort muttered to himself, with an obsessive look in his eyes.

Look at that golden light, look at that flame-like magic.

This symbol of the Lord of Darkness's authority is his own treasure!
"Cough cough."

He was so excited that he couldn't help himself, suddenly, Voldemort coughed violently and spit out big mouthfuls of black blood.

The dirty blood fell on the floor of the office, and he felt a pain in his chest, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

wrong!

this body.
What's going on with this body, he's visibly weakening?

"ring!"

At any rate, he is a ruthless person who used to make Horcruxes and split souls, so he still has a little knowledge.

Voldemort forced himself to calm down, and soon realized the reason for the abnormality, and hurriedly took off the ring.

The curse was interrupted, and the feeling of weakness disappeared without a trace. He wiped the dirty blood from 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 again, and a longing from the depths of his soul arose
The Arcana is calling him.

This treasure is looking forward to the two becoming one again!
"how so."

Staring dazedly at the ring in his palm, Voldemort whispered like a numb machine.

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

"I understand, it's not because of me!"

After thinking for a long time in my heart, Voldemort suddenly felt blessed.He gritted his teeth with a bloodless face, and his dim vertical pupils were full of disappointment that could not be concealed.

correct.

Certainly so.

There is only one reason!
Quilinus Quirrell.

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

It's just too weak.

Think about it too, how can a 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 to yourself?
The answer is definitely no.

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

But Voldemort knew.

This is not an easy task.

at least
One person cannot do it.

He needs a little help.

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

The Sorcerer's Stone used to be his best choice, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. He no longer wanted to play it safe and develop under Dumbledore's nose, playing the trick of "dark under the lights".

"I have regained my strength and I don't have to fear anyone anymore"

The expression on Voldemort's face was pained and mad as he put the ring back on obsessively.

Rally the Death Eaters, raise the army.

It's time to announce the return of the Dark Lord to the world!
Sometimes, Klein really thinks that he is an out-and-out good person.

You see.

Although Voldemort was played around, he also regained his freedom!
In the vast world, the old snake should be able to accomplish a lot.

As for the series of symptoms caused by the deepening of the curse
Well, this is not important.

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

But he failed to do so, because Dumbledore sent him a voice transmission.

"Klein, where are you, what happened to the troll?"

An old voice sounded in his mind, and the old man was obviously much more relaxed than before.

"The giant monster has been solved, don't worry, the students are very safe."

First reassuring the other party, Klein smiled relaxedly, and then asked knowingly: "Principal, what about you, how did you and the dean not be killed by Voldemort?"

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

After a pause for a second, Dumbledore's voice was filled with joy and worry.

"Voldemort was careful not to show himself.

But I don't want such an incident to happen again. I can watch him nine times, but as long as he slips away from my nose once, the consequences are not something I can afford. "

The last time Klein and Dumbledore discussed in the principal's office for a long time, the two had been taking turns monitoring Voldemort.

A hundred secrets will eventually have a sparseness.

Although the two wanted to use Voldemort to achieve a certain purpose, it was impossible to focus on him 24 hours a day.

Just like this time, Dumbledore only took his eyes off Voldemort for a short while before he made such a big mess.

Thinking about it now, the old man was still afraid for a while.

"Well, I don't think you need to worry about that any more."

Klein didn't expect that his little revenge would solve Dumbledore's troubles by the way, and his expression suddenly became a little subtle.

"what do you mean?"

Dumbledore was a little confused.

It's always been cutting meat with fewer knives and forks, and when you are sleepy, you meet and give pillows?

"It's like this. I just finished solving the trolls and went quietly to Quirrell's office. I heard Voldemort say with my own ears that I would leave Hogwarts Castle and go outside to find opportunities."

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

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

"What, Voldemort is leaving the castle?"

Hearing this, Dumbledore's tone suddenly became urgent.

But soon, he regained his composure, and there was a trace of awe in his composure.

"No, he cannot be allowed to leave the castle!"

Dumbledore was afraid that Voldemort would make a mess of the students.But he was also afraid of losing track of Voldemort and letting things get out of hand!
"Don't worry principal, our plan will not change."

Klein knew what the other party was worried about, so he smiled and asked the other party to relax and not be so excited.

If he could be honest, he really wanted to tell Dumbledore that Voldemort was much easier to control now than before.

"No, Klein, you don't understand.

Sorry, the plan is coming to an end, we have to get rid of this dangerous guy. "

To put on a play at the Magic Summit in London, which Dumbledore agreed to.

It contains his selfishness.

But this incident sounded the alarm for him.

He was too conceited, even so conceited that he and Klein could be foolproof by working together.

This is clearly wrong!
"Well, if you still don't feel relieved, then give me a day off tomorrow, and I will solve everything."

Seeing that Dumbledore could not be persuaded, Klein sighed and scratched his brow with a wry smile.

He has to make arrangements for this matter.

Otherwise, there will be no chance to gain reputation

(End of this chapter)