Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Late at night, Riddle Manor.

With the return of a large number of Death Eaters, Malfoy Manor seemed somewhat crowded and no longer suitable for accommodating everyone.

Therefore, Voldemort ordered his subordinates to repair Riddle Manor, and then moved there with a portion of his followers.

Voldemort was lying in bed preparing to rest when he was interrupted by a burst of urgent magical cell phone ringtones.

Severus?

Why is he contacting me at this hour? What important matter does he have?

Picking up the magical cell phone and pressing the answer button, Voldemort said in a deep voice, listening to Snape's voice.

"Speak!"

"Master, according to your instructions, I have been paying attention to the condition of Dumbledore and Sebastian.

Tonight, Dumbledore went out for a while, and after he returned, he became extremely weak."

Extremely weak?

Voldemort became interested and sat up slightly: "Explain in detail."

"Master, tonight I was responsible for patrolling the campus.

During the patrol, I noticed a flash of fire on the Astronomy Tower.

When I arrived there, I found Dumbledore collapsed on the ground, so weak that he couldn't even hold his wand."

Snape's voice was unhurried: "After my examination, he was suffering from a potent poison, and was in great pain and extremely dehydrated.

He asked me for water as soon as he saw me."

Pain? Dehydrated? Extremely weak?

What was Dumbledore doing?

Voldemort's mind raced, and just as he was about to ask something, he heard Snape continue his report.

"Besides that, the poison should also have hallucinogenic effects.

Dumbledore was crying and laughing alternately, and he was saying things that people couldn't understand, like 'I didn't do it,' and 'I've eliminated another one of your supports.'"

Hearing this, Voldemort's pupils suddenly contracted.

Eliminated another support?

Hallucinations!

Damn it, could it be that Dumbledore discovered the Slytherin locket I hid?!

Thinking of this, he could no longer restrain himself.

He instantly stood up from the bed, and in the next second, he disappeared from the room and appeared directly at the seaside cave.

"Master," Snape's voice continued from the phone, "Dumbledore didn't want me to make it public, fearing that other professors or students would see it and cause panic, so he asked me to help him detoxify on the Astronomy Tower."

Voldemort had no time to pay attention to Snape's words.

He hurriedly opened the passage on the rock wall.

A heatwave rushed towards him, and everywhere was filled with raging fire.

Even the lake water was boiling, and not a single Inferius remained in the lake.

As for the small island in the center of the lake, and the item in the center of the island, even their shadows could not be seen.

Seeing this, Voldemort's facial expression completely twisted, and he exuded a terrifying aura.

Phoenix flames!

Dumbledore had indeed been here.

Following the diary, he had lost another Horcrux.

Damn it!

"I made an excuse, saying that I needed to go back to my office to get some potions, and then took the opportunity to report the situation to you.

Master, I can delay for another five minutes here.

Do you have any instructions?"

Instructions?

Voldemort forced himself to calm down, thinking quickly about whether he could use the current situation to do something.

That's right, Dumbledore is extremely weak!

Perhaps...

This is a good opportunity to sneak into Hogwarts and steal the Elder Wand.

However, it cannot be ruled out that this is Dumbledore acting, preparing to ambush him with Sebastian.

More importantly, Hogwarts has protective magic that has been passed down for thousands of years.

As long as the headmaster is there, these magics can exert their greatest effect.

Therefore, under no circumstances can he personally enter the school.

Or, could he assign this task to Snape?

The thought had just appeared in his mind when Voldemort rejected it himself.

No, Snape has been by Dumbledore's side for too long.

At this critical moment, no one can be sure which side he is on.

And tonight may be his only chance to get the Elder Wand, and he cannot take even a slight risk.

Thinking of this, Voldemort softly instructed: "Severus, how did you do with the vanishing cabinet I asked you to bring into Hogwarts?"

"Master, it has been properly placed.

The vanishing cabinet is in my office."

"Very good," a sneer appeared on the corner of Voldemort's mouth, "Severus, I need you to get rid of Dumbledore for me, and bring back his wand.

Once you've done this, you can end your disguise and safely return to the ranks of the Death Eaters."

"Of course, in order to increase the success rate, I will send some people to help you.

Wait a little in the office.

As for Sebastian, you don't have to worry about him, I will personally hold him back."

After speaking, Voldemort ended the call with Snape and turned to contact Barty Crouch Jr. at Riddle Manor.

"Barty, call Bella, Rodolphus, and Dolohov, and gather in front of the vanishing cabinet."

He said in a cold voice: "Don't hang up the phone, you must always listen to the movements on my side.

After hearing my conversation with Sebastian, don't hesitate, immediately enter Hogwarts through the vanishing cabinet."

"Severus will meet you and take you to deal with Dumbledore.

Remember, Dumbledore is in a weakened state, you must bring back his wand no matter what."

He paused for a moment and warned again: "Of course, you must also be wary of Snape, observe whether he is sincerely on our side, and be careful whether there are traps in Hogwarts."

"Master, is there a problem with Snape?" Barty Jr.'s voice carried a hint of doubt.

"No, just to let you pay attention to see if he is willing to kill Dumbledore.

If he is willing, then he is our true partner.

Time is limited, start acting."

After speaking, Voldemort left the cave and used Apparition to directly arrive outside Hogsmeade.

The moment his figure appeared, the warning Secrecy Sensor in Hogsmeade began to rotate wildly, and at the same time, it emitted a warning sound that resounded through the sky.

"Woo — — — — — —"

Along with the alarm, a large number of magical lamps lit up one after another, dispelling the silence of the night.

Voldemort stood in place, watching the movements around him with cold eyes, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

The next moment, with a soft pop, Sebastian's figure directly appeared opposite Voldemort.

"Dark Lord, are you having trouble sleeping so late in Hogsmeade?" With a smile that was not quite a smile, Sebastian said easily, "Would you like me to have a drink with you..."