Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

If this is the case, Voldemort who obtained this power would not conquer the world, but destroy the world.

He continued walking, passing some Death Eaters without making a sound, and stopping in front of others.

"McNeil, I heard you are exterminating dangerous beasts for the Ministry of Magic? Before long, there will be better things for you to destroy, McNeill, Voldemort will provide you with a satisfactory target..."

"Thank you, master, thank you." McNeill murmured.

"Ah!" Voldemort walked up to the two largest figures. "Crabbe, you'll do better this time, won't you? And you, Goyle?"

"Yes Master!"

"I will, master!"

They were the fathers of the Slytherins Crabbe and Goyle, who bowed awkwardly and muttered foolishly.

They are a very traditional family of pure-blood wizards. Because of the marriage of close relatives, their IQ has not been online.

When Voldemort first fell, the two families got away with relying on the Malfoys.

But it is undeniable that they seem to have a special talent for torturing Muggles.

"What about you, Nott?" whispered Voldemort to a hunchback in the shadow of Mr. Goyle.

The Nott family is another traditional and ancient family of pure-blood wizards, generations of Slytherins, staunch supporters of the pure-blood theory.

The hunchbacked man's son was Theodore Nott, a tall, thin Slytherin boy.

He was in the same grade as Harry, but he had always been outside the small gang organized by Draco Malfoy.

Ivan has an impression of that boy. He is very smart, but at the same time a bit aloof. He often likes to do his own things alone. He is the rare kind of Slytherin who does not take the initiative to find trouble for Gryffindor students. It is said that in Potions Very talented.

"Master, I prostrate before you, I am your most loyal..." Nott said hastily.

"Enough!" said Voldemort, obviously not convinced. "Prove yourself with practical actions in the future."

He walked briskly to the largest gap and looked at it with hollow red eyes as if someone was standing there.

"Here are seven Death Eaters missing, three died for me, one has no guts to come back...he'll pay the price. Another, I think left me forever, of course he'll be put to death! There's one more , he caused my failure back then, he has been imprisoned in Azkaban now, I expected him to perform better, but he cowardly hid for 13 years, I don’t need useless servants , waiting for him will also be death. As for the last one, he is still my most loyal servant and has served me again."

There was a small commotion among the Death Eaters, and the masked men exchanged furtive glances.

"He's at Hogwarts, my loyal servant. Thanks to his hard work, our little friend came here..."

A group of people turned their gazes to Harry, and by the way, looked at Ivan beside him.

The eyes of these people are very unfriendly, just like the eyes of the big snake not far from Aiwen, as if to swallow them up.

"That's right!" Voldemort's lipless mouth twitched into a smile. "The famous Harry Potter and his classmates came to my regeneration party. We may even call them my special guests."

Chapter 702 Voldemort's Story

There was silence, and then Lucius Malfoy stepped out, his trembling voice coming from under his mask.

"Master, omnipotent master, we are eager to know, please tell us how you accomplished this, this miracle, and returned to us..." He said respectfully, and glanced at the man named Durand beside him. vampire.

Voldemort, you just mentioned the help of vampires, which all Death Eaters are curious about.

What role did vampires play in it, and what was their pact with Voldemort? !

In addition, everyone wants to know who is the Death Eater who has been hiding in Hogwarts and helped Voldemort to resurrect successfully.

Not surprisingly, he will be the person most trusted and relied on by Voldemort, and he will be the object they need to curry favor with.

Past experience told them that it was not realistic to directly please Voldemort, and there was still hope to start with those who were valued by him.

Like Lucius Malfoy, there are not a few Death Eaters with their own calculations.

"It's a long story, Lucius!" said Voldemort, with a cruel smile. "This story begins and ends with my little friend."

He lolled over to Harry's side, and all eyes were on the two of them.

The big snake continued to wander there, as if it wanted to eat Ivan first.

Looking closely, Ivan can now clearly see what Voldemort looks like now.

His skin is paler than that of a skeleton, but it is not smooth, but very rough, covered with albino scales like a snake, especially on the hairless head, the skin is dark and red, with a striking Disgusting complex textures.

The most striking and most frightening aspect of that flat serpentine face were the eyes.

Voldemort's eyes shone with a blood-red light, and Ivan immediately thought of the eyes of the raven he saw in the mermaid statue not long ago.

There is no emotion in the empty gaze, there is only bloodthirsty, madness and cruelty.

There are two slits in the pupil of his eyes, like a cat's eyes, it is very uncomfortable to be stared at.

And the flat nose, there are only two slits, as if there is no such thing...

Aiwen was a little confused. Voldemort became like this because he used those black magic to transform himself?

Or is it the sequelae of the revived magic just now?Or, rather, both?

"Of course you know, they say this boy is my nemesis, don't you?" said Voldemort softly, his red eyes fixed on Harry, whose scar was so hot and painful that he almost screamed, "You You know, on the night I lost my magic and my body, I wanted to kill him. His mother died to save him, and inadvertently gave him some kind of protection, which I admit I didn't expect, and I can't Touch the boy."

Voldemort touched his skin with the cool tip of a long, pale finger, and his head ached like it was going to explode.

Voldemort chuckled in his ear, removed his finger, and continued speaking to the Death Eaters.

"Friends, I admit that I miscalculated. My spell was blocked by the woman's stupid sacrifice and bounced back to myself." Voldemort smacked his lips and closed his eyes. "Ah, that pain surpassed everything. Nothing can resist it. I am stripped of my body, worse than a ghost, worse than the humblest wandering spirit..."

"Yes, I'm still alive, but I don't know what I am until now..." Voldemort opened his terrible eyes again, "I am the one who has gone farther than anyone else on the road to immortality, you know me My goal, to conquer death. Now I am put to the test, and it appears that at least one or two of my experiments worked, for I did not die, though the spell was deadly. Yet I was as powerless as the weakest of creatures , there is no way to help myself, I have no body, and every spell that can help me requires the use of a wand..."

"I remember those days and nights when I couldn't sleep, second by second, I just forced myself to live again and again, I hid in a remote forest, waiting for my loyal Death Eaters to find a way to find me " Voldemort said, looking around, "I used to firmly believe that there must be someone who would use magic that I couldn't cast by myself and give me back my body, but I waited in vain, waiting there for 13 years..."

There was another shudder in the Death Eater circle, and Voldemort allowed the horror to escalate in silence.

"At that time, I only had one magic left, and I could attach it to other people. But I didn't dare to go to crowded places, because I knew that Aurors were still looking for me everywhere, and they knew I was in that forest, Deng Bullido has not given up his intention to destroy me completely!" Voldemort said slowly, "I sometimes possess animals, and snakes are of course my favorite. But being on them is not much better than being a pure ghost, because they Their bodies are not suitable for magic, and my possession shortened their lifespan, and they didn't live long..."

"Then, four years ago, my resurrection seemed to be promising. A young, foolish, gullible wizard walked into the forest where I was staying, and I just happened to run into it. Oh, it seemed like the chance I'd been dreaming of, Because he was a teacher at Dumbledore's school!" said Voldemort.

Both Ivan and Harry knew that he was referring to Quirrell, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in Harry's first grade.

"He was easily manipulated by me. He brought me back to the country. I later attached to him, watched him closely, and directed him to carry out my orders. But my plan failed. I did not steal the Philosopher's Stone. There is no guarantee Immortal. I'm thwarted, and Harry Potter thwarted again!"

There was another silence, there was no movement, even the leaves were still.

The Death Eaters remained motionless, their gleaming eyes staring at Voldemort, then at Harry.

"The servant died after I left his body, and I was as weak as ever," continued Voldemort. "I return to that remote hiding place, and I do not want to boast to you that I was not worried. I can never regain my magic again. Yes, it was probably my darkest period, I can't hope for another wizard to come to my door, and I don't even imagine that a Death Eater cares about my situation!"

One or two wizards in the circle moved uneasily, but Voldemort ignored them.

"And then, less than a year ago, when I had almost given up hope, hope finally appeared!" Voldemort paused before continuing, "I waited for the arrival of a group of vampires, a group of vampires with the same great ancestors as myself! "

Chapter 703 The Horrible Secret

"They found me and hoped to get my help, and I also need their help to help me regain my strength. This is a mutually beneficial thing." Voldemort said softly, "I agreed to their request, and we achieved it with magic. Covenant. They offered me a man to possess, and plenty of unicorn blood, and a potion of my dear Nagini's venom, which made me a little stronger."

The guy Voldemort said was possessed by him was the vampire killed by Ivan in the ruins of the fallen centaurs.

Unicorn blood and Nagini's venom, so that's how he regained his strength.

Ai Wen glanced at the big snake, wondering, maybe he could take this opportunity to clean it up.

This snake is one of Voldemort's horcruxes, the closest horcrux to him, and it is usually difficult to find a chance to do it.

As long as you do it naturally later on, it won't arouse suspicion...

"After getting help from vampires, the first thing I thought of was to use today's magic to revive, but after a long period of lurking, I knew from animals that there was a centaur relic in the depths of the Albanian jungle, and they didn't dare to approach it , there is an ancient and powerful evil force in it, it can help me return quickly and even become stronger..."

"We devised a plan to use greed to lure those fools close there, offering their flesh to the ancient creature, to wake it from its slumber. It was about to succeed, but Dumbledore stopped me again, There is also Sirius Black and a student named Alvin Mason, they destroyed my plan together, I can only flee with a part of that ancient creature in a hurry, even my new body can't take care of, even give up The Philosopher's Stone within reach, give up that powerful unimaginable power!"

Voldemort's voice was full of hatred, and more and more Death Eaters felt uneasy.They don't know what the sudden appearance of the new Sorcerer's Stone, the ancient evil creatures and the unimaginable power mean, but this does not prevent them from feeling Voldemort's wrath.

"My journey to resurrection was not easy, was it?!" said Voldemort, looking around at the Death Eaters. "Then I have only one choice left, and in gathering flesh and blood to summon that ancient evil creature, The vampires brought me Bertha Jorkins, a witch from the Ministry of Magic. I got a lot of information from this Bertha Jorkins, yes, if I persuaded her a little, she would tell A lot of information came out."

"She told me that there was going to be a Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts this year, and that she knew of a loyal Death Eater who would be willing to help me if I could get in touch with him. She told me a lot of things , but the method I used to break the Oblivion Charm on her was too powerful. When I pulled all the useful information from her mouth, her mind and body were damaged beyond recovery. She was used up and I couldn't Get attached to her and get rid of her."

A terrible grin spread across Voldemort's face, and his red eyes became hollow and unfeeling.

"I re-selected a vampire to possess, that is, Durand standing in front of you, a guy who was abandoned by his clansmen. He was afraid of the fate of the unlucky guy who was possessed by me before. He is not reconciled, I I can help him, don't sacrifice him casually, and give him what he wants, the premise is that he must be loyal to me and surrender completely!" The terrible smile on Voldemort's face became more and more obvious, and it was also extraordinarily serious , "Now look at how fate has taken care of Voldemort. This guy stole a lot of valuable documents from his family to me. These come from the research materials recorded by my great ancestor Salazar Slater thousands of years ago. I don't deny that he himself may not know the value of these things, but I recognize them, which is a wonderful gift that I can't dream of, and I find in it the right way to use the power of that ancient creature, my great ancestors once What I have done, that powerful power will eventually belong to me, to the great Voldemort, and I will go one step further on the road of immortality!"

Ivan looked at Voldemort in surprise, and listening to him tell these secrets, the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

He is not in a hurry to leave now, he wants to find out what exactly Voldemort got from the Slytherin family who became vampires, Salazar Slytherin's research notes, the correct way to use the power of evil gods...

Also, to follow up on the road of conquering death, what method would be more effective than making horcruxes? !

Kerexis guy, he didn't tell these important information, maybe he didn't know either.

Voldemort mentioned that the documents and research materials were stolen by the vampire named Durand.

Keresis was probably still looking forward to getting help from Voldemort, but he didn't expect that there would be even bigger troubles waiting for him.

He thought his people might be betraying, but the reality was worse than he imagined.

Fortunately, Voldemort's soul split repeatedly, causing his IQ to continue to drop, and he was so arrogant that he said such things in public.

Otherwise, Ivan and the others will be kept in the dark until the end, very passive.

"I left Durand, I needed a strong servant like him, even though he was a crappy wizard and an unqualified vampire, he was able to carry out my instructions and helped me gain another weak body. I can do everything I need in this body to study the notes left by my ancestors and that ancient creature."

"With the deepening of research, I gradually found a way!" Voldemort said, looking at the big snake Nagini who continued to swim in circles with red eyes, "I tried to control its power, but failed! Then, I understood , I have to lower my sights a bit, only by recovering my original body and my original strength can I pursue immortality and stronger strength!"

"I know that to do this, I need three potent potions to make the potion that revives me today, an ancient black magic. One of these is at hand, isn't it, Durand, servant meat..."

"My father's bones, those vampires helped me get them back a long time ago, those idiots originally planned to simply resurrect me in the Albanian forest!" Voldemort paused, "The last introduction, the blood of the enemy, they Suggested that I use the blood of any wizard, any wizard who hated me, because so many people still hate me. I refused them, I knew, if I was going to be resurrected, and stronger than before I failed, I would want Harry Potter's blood. I want the blood of the man who robbed me of my magic 13 years ago, because the protection his mother left on him will also be in my blood!"

Chapter 704 Gladiator

Resurrecting with Harry's blood was the stupid idea that killed Voldemort.

Ivan was thinking about what he had just heard, combined with the intelligence he knew.

Thousands of years ago, Salazar Slytherin dissected the body of the evil god he found from the despicable Helbo, and divided the terrible monster into three parts: eyeball, brain and body, and studied them separately.

Judging from the current situation, the three separated parts have their own consciousness and ability, and have not died.

Slytherin may have known the method of using the evil god's power from this evil research process, passed it down, and left it to his vampire descendants, allowing them to keep these secrets for generations.

But these secrets have now been known by Voldemort, and he is ready to try to use the power of the evil god.

This is really a terrible thing, Ivan felt that it was necessary to find out what Voldemort had mastered.

"I need Harry Potter's blood, but how do I get him? He's so well protected, I don't think he even knows it. Long ago, Dumbledore was thinking of having the boy He has devised a protection plan for his future. He has used an ancient magic to ensure that the boy will be protected as long as he is in the care of his loved ones, and I will not touch him!" continued Voldemort, hissing Whispered, "Of course, then came the Quidditch World Cup, where I imagined his protection would be weaker, leaving his kin and Dumbledore behind. Me and the vampires orchestrated a riot, but all things All ruined by that boy named Alvin Mason who ruined my plans again!"

Ivan could hear the hatred in Voldemort's words, and he must have been remembered by the other party.

"After the World Cup match, the boy was back at Hogwarts, morning and night under the hooked nose of that muggle-loving idiot, with that damned Alvin Mason beside him, how could I put He got it?" Voldemort said, "I can't trust those vampires, they are unreliable, and I know very well that they may have betrayed me. Relying on the information I got from Bertha Jorkins, I rescued the vampires." Faithful Death Eaters to me, this time we must do it ourselves."

"We devised a plan for my servant to be a high official at the Ministry of Magic in charge of preparations for the upcoming Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts, and he put the names of Harry Potter's friends in the Goblet of Fire .In fact, we originally planned to choose Alvin Mason, let him die in the game by accident." Voldemort said slowly, "Of course, we failed again, but it doesn't matter, we can use that Ministry of Magic The identity of the official revises the rules of the game... But, I can't wait, I feel that powerful force calling me, I must speed up, just in the second game that just ended, my most sincere servant used the Portkey Bring Harry Potter here, away from Dumbledore's help and protection, into my hands. Here he is, the boy you all thought was my nemesis..."

Voldemort stepped forward slowly, turned to face Harry, and raised his wand.

The next second, the rope tied to Ivan and Harry was loosened, and those glowing red eyes were watching them through the fog.

"Now, I want to completely clear everyone's minds of stupid misunderstandings." Voldemort said softly, "Harry Potter escaped from me by chance, and I will kill him to prove my strength, right here There is no Dumbledore here to protect him, no Alvin Mason to help him, and no mother to make sacrifices for him, right now, in front of you. I'll give him a chance, he can fight me, In this way, you will not doubt who is stronger!"

Ivan and Harry stood up, looked around, and the Death Eaters were laughing at them in a low voice.

They moved closer and surrounded Ivan, Harry, and Voldemort closely, squeezing out the gaps where the Death Eaters who didn't come should have been standing. The big snake swam across the grass to the place where Ivan stood not far away.

Harry was panting desperately, and for a moment he considered running away, but his legs were shaking.

And Gabriel beside him, he couldn't just keep her, the two of them couldn't run past Voldemort and a group of Death Eaters.

The vampire Durand stepped outside the circle and fetched Harry's wand, which he shoved roughly into his hand.

He didn't even look at either of them, and went straight back into the Death Eater circle.

Ivan also showed the wand in his hand, and he expected a few minutes.

If possible, he hoped that Voldemort could speak slowly, explain everything clearly, and buy them time.

But no, it is impossible to leave safely, so there is only one game.

Seeing that Ivan dared to point his wand at Voldemort, the laughter from the surrounding Death Eaters became louder!

They all thought that Ai Wen was an eight or nine-year-old girl, so weak...

"Interesting girl, you actually want to take the initiative to fight me, the great Voldemort!" Voldemort said softly, his red eyes shining, "Because of your stupid courage, I can give you a chance to challenge me, but Come one by one, we'll follow the rules of the duel, I'll kill Harry first, then you. Wait a minute, Nagini, they're both yours in the end."

The big snake moved a little closer to Aiwen, spitting out the letter.