Hogwarts: Start in Azkaban

Dining room.

Cassandra, who was sitting opposite Chu He, was bringing the spaghetti wrapped in a fork to Chu He's mouth.

"Ahem, Cassandra, my hand isn't hurt enough to ask someone to feed? 39

Chu He reminded embarrassedly.

After all, it was the first time for someone to feed him a meal under the watchful eyes of a restaurant.

"It has nothing to do with that, do I want to feed you, or do you want them to feed you?"

Cassandra glanced at Pansy waiting for the girls in the Slytherin branch, but Pansy looked back not to be outdone.

She is also from a pure-blood noble family, and the Cassandra family is usually relatively low-key, so she is not afraid of Cassandra.

In fact, if it wasn't for the failure to invite Chu He to teach herself magic last time, she was a little unconfident, otherwise she would come here to feed Chu He.

"Okay, don't talk about it, you are the ace of our Slytherin Academy team, you have to rest your hands well, I will not interfere with your will to participate in the competition, and you should not interfere with my will to feed you, open your mouth quickly, Ah~

Cassandra said forcefully.

"All right."

Chu He, who was blocked by Cassandra, had no choice but to honestly bite the pasta wrapped around the fork and eat it.

"Very good, what's next? Steak? Or grilled sausage?"

Cassandra asked while poking some green salad into her mouth.

"Grill sausages...

"By the way, why hasn't your hand been good all the time, you are stealing the dragon scales again, right?"

Cassandra said angrily while poking the sausage to Chu He's mouth.

"Well, there are things I want to do, but the dragon scales I have collected are not enough.

Chu He answered.

"I really don't know what it is that makes you want to do this.

Cassandra said sadly.

"I'll show it to you the day it's done, don't worry, I won't hide it from you."

"Okay. 35

Seeing that Chu He was willing to share the secret with herself, Cassandra's mood suddenly improved.

While Chu He was enjoying Kassandra's feeding service, Voldemort finally realized something was wrong.

In the past few months, Wilkes and Anthony Dolohov have collected three more materials for him to refine his body, but all three times, without exception, failed at the most critical moment.

"Dolohov, bring me the Philosopher's Stone. 35

When the last material was burned, Voldemort demanded in an extremely calm tone.

"Yes, yes... I, my master. 35

Dolohov shivered and presented the magician (a fake) into the skull of the evil spirit that Voldemort was staying in.

The evil spirit's skull flashed green light, and then Voldemort spent a lot of soul power wrapping the magic stone and inspecting it carefully.

After half an hour.

"Dumbledore!!!!!!95

Voldemort's soul let out a bitter growl.

"Lord, Lord?"

The shivering Dolohov looked at the evil spirit skull uneasily, he didn't know why Voldemort suddenly shouted Dumbledore's name.

"You damn old dog!!!!! You're still using such despicable means to play tricks on me!"

"Master, please, please calm down. Your emotional fluctuations will greatly consume the soul stored in the evil spirit's skull. Your body is important."5

Wilkes said worriedly.

Voldemort's soul fluctuated violently for a few times, and then gradually calmed down.

"You don't need to collect the materials for refining, Dumbledore, the old ghost, the magic stone he hid in the Mirror of Erised is actually a fake, go find the wizard who foresaw the magic stone in the Mirror of Erised for me, kill him he.

Voldemort said grimly.

"I'm going to kill him for you."

Anthony Dolohov drew his wand with a livid face.

"Master, is it possible that the blogger of the black magic shop betrayed our information? Our fake Philosopher's Stone was ordered from him... This fake Philosopher's Stone is exactly the same as the fake we ordered, will Wasn't he the one who made the two-handed deal?"5

Wilkes asked.

"It makes sense, you two go to kill that trash fortune-teller first, and then go to the Bojinbok store to kill Bojin."

Voldemort gave a sinister command.

"As ordered. 35

Wilkes and Dolohov then disappeared into the gray vortex.

Somewhere in a fortune-telling shop, a fortune-teller is doing tea fortune-telling for another wizard.

"Your Majesty, Minnesola, you have a great disaster that will come recently, and this is a sign of death."

The fortune-teller said with a serious face.

Then Wilkes and Dolohov suddenly broke into his fortune-telling shop.

"You two please wait..."

"Avada eats a big melon!"

Two green lights flashed, and the fortune-teller and the wizard who had been fortune-telling both died. In the end, neither of them understood why Wilkes and Dolohov, who suddenly broke in, would directly cast a life-threatening spell on them.

"This damn fortune-teller, the fortune-telling is not accurate at all, and he has charged us so much gold Galleon.

Dolohov kicked the fortune-teller hard, then took out of his arms the dragonskin bag where Jin Galleon was kept, and followed Wilkes to Boginbok's shop.

In fact, this time he misunderstood the fortune-teller. The fortune-teller's 690 fortune-telling is actually very accurate, but because Chu He is the destiny, the astrological divination cannot be observed at all, so he did not predict Chu He's. action.

He couldn't really blame him for his poor fortune-telling skills, but Wilkes and Dolohov would have killed him even if they knew the fortune-teller was innocent, because it was an order from their master, the Dark Lord Voldemort.

When the Dark Lord orders something, no matter who it is, the Death Eaters under his command will stick to his orders, because if they don't, they will be killed by Voldemort in their place.

When Anthony Dolohov and Wilkes arrived at the Borgin Bock store, the Borgin Bock store was already empty, and there was not even a single black magic item left in the Norda store.

Boginbok, who received Chu He's advice, ran away early.

"This damn soul, he really betrayed us!

Anthony Dolohov said with a twisted face.

"Go back and report the matter to the master first, and kill him when you meet Bo Jin in the future.

Wilkes said with a cold face.

"Okay, I will definitely put a few more torture spells to torture him."

Dolohov gave a cruel smile, and the two returned to Voldemort's hideout.

PS: Dumbledore: It really has nothing to do with me. (But this pot is my back.)