There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Voldemort fell silent.

He's from the Goblet of Fire.

After Wormtail revived him, he was brought into reincarnation by the main god by chance. After wandering through several worlds, his mana greatly increased and his self-confidence swelled.

Returning to the original world, ignoring all the tricks, cutting down Dumbledore head-on, sweeping the Order of the Phoenix, and unifying the magic world.

Just thinking about whether to go abroad, the main god sent a message, saying that in a certain world, Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone went berserk, and a group of reincarnators fell and needed to be cleaned up.

Voldemort was ecstatic on the spot.

I still remember the hatred from four years ago!

He accepted the mission transmission without hesitation.

The world is very familiar, and the teammates are also very powerful. Huoyun Cthulhu, Ban Tianyue, Black Heart Tiger, Baiyue, everyone is a resounding villain, enough to crush the magic world.

The only problem is that it seems that you need to kill yourself.

Voldemort stroked his bald head.

It feels a little weird, but it's okay, you can get over it.

I'm a bad guy!

The five big bosses studied the Daily Prophet, looked left and right, looked up and down, and saw only one sentence between the lines, Voldemort was resurrected!

Shock!The Dark Lord returns, who will save the wizarding world!

News from our newspaper.

The day before yesterday, a mysterious wizard provided this newspaper with information that the esteemed Headmaster of Hogwarts hid the precious Philosopher's Stone in Gringotts. However, Gringotts was shamefully stolen.

The four reincarnators looked at Voldemort, and Voldemort nodded. This happened back then.

He was attached to the back of Quirrell's head, and finally got into Gringotts, and found that the Philosopher's Stone had been transferred by Dumbledore, so I successfully stole the Philosopher's Stone in this world line?

As expected of me.

Everyone continue to read the newspaper.

Mr. Johnson, the editor-in-chief of this newspaper, got the definite news that the Philosopher's Stone was stolen by the man who couldn't even mention his name!

The mysterious man is not dead, he is still alive.

On the road of longevity, he has traveled farther than anyone else.

Voldemort smiled.

Although I don't know who Johnson is, I am right.

I!

The greatest Dark Lord of all time!

On the road to longevity, I have traveled farther than anyone else!

Voldemort decided that when he returned to his original world, he must find Johnson in his world, promote him, and let him be the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, boasting about himself every day!

People from the Daily Prophet have weak knees. Back then, the Ministry of Magic could put pressure on it, and the Daily Prophet was strictly prohibited from publishing remarks about Voldemort's resurrection. Later, after Voldemort came to power, the Daily Prophet's ass immediately turned into a pure-blood loyal supporter , discussing the despicability of Muggle wizards and the necessity of Voldemort's supremacy from various perspectives.

"Continue to read the newspaper." Huoyun Cthulhu said, "The Voldemort of this world is amazing!"

Voldemort had eyebrows...well, he had no eyebrows...a muscle twitching between them.

So what if he is amazing?

Even more remarkable than him, I am still standing here!

However, the task is the most important, and it is not suitable for newcomers to have conflicts with teammates. Voldemort suppressed his emotions and continued to read the Daily Prophet.

It is reported that the Mysterious Man is now stronger than ever. He not only has high mana, but also attracts black wizards from all over the world. Countless people are willing to serve him and bow down under his wizard robe.

Below is a picture.

In order to COS Voldemort, Mark reluctantly gave up his beloved dark red wizard robe and chose black.

A jet-black robe draped over his body, with a hood covering his head.

Johnson's photography skills are very good. Even in the photos, Mark's cold and gloomy can be seen.

Under the stage, countless black wizards quietly surrounded Mark, bowed their heads and bowed their heads to show respect.

The photos in the wizarding world are moving, but the photo in the Daily Prophet is motionless.

The silence of the wizards put great psychological pressure on everyone who saw this photo.

Looking around, countless dark wizards swore allegiance to Mark.

"It seems that the target that caused the world of Harry Potter to go berserk has been found!" The black heart tiger clenched its two furry paws together.

Sure, it's Voldemort!

Successfully resurrected, summoned countless dark wizards, ready to counterattack and conquer Voldemort in the wizarding world!

With his means, killing a weak low-level reincarnation team is of course nothing.

The corners of Voldemort's mouth were slightly pantothenic.

What the hell, why is Voldemort in this world stronger than me?

When I was resurrected four years later, I didn't have so many dark wizards to support me!

"Keep reading, it's still a long time." Ban Tianyue's voice was muffled, he was wearing a grimace mask, fortunately he was in England, if he was transferred to an eastern country, he would be suspected of being an opera singer.

Mark was photographed by special means by the guards of the black wizards. Obviously there were more than 2000 people, and the effect of tens of thousands of people was shot.

Below the photo, the Johnson manuscript continues.

It is said that the resurrection of the Dark Lord recruited a hundred thousand dark wizards from all over the world!

Adhering to the fearless spirit, the reporter of this newspaper was strict with himself and lenient with others, and risked his life to undercover the black wizard group for the peace and stability of the magic world, and found that the rumors were true.

There are more than a dozen photos of a large group of black wizards hanging. Some black wizards quietly looked up at the sky, some laughed wildly and waved their hands, and some were covered in blood, terrifying and horrifying.

They are decisive, cold-blooded and ruthless, and many of them even have mental illness certificates. My friends, this is a legal license to kill!

A dark wizard with a mental illness certificate killed someone, and the Ministry of Magic couldn't send him to Azkaban!

These pictures were taken by Johnson painstakingly finding a good angle, and specially designed the action poses.

The blood on the hands of dark wizards is also real blood, not paint.

It's just chicken blood.

It's rare for dark wizards from all walks of life to gather together, so of course everyone has to gather.

It is too expensive to buy food outside, so Mark specially allocated funds to buy a large number of live chickens.

living comfortably without anybody's help.

"Nonsense!" Voldemort couldn't believe it. When he was at his peak, he only had about a thousand people. Where could Voldemort in this world gather a hundred thousand dark wizards?

Even if all the purebloods, half-bloods, mudbloods, squibs, and even all the wizards in the entire British magic world listen to his orders, he still can't attract 10 people!

"As we all know, it is impossible to deceive people with photos." Fire Cloud Cthulhu put his hands on his back: "At least not in this world."

It's 1991, a time when words can be deceiving, but photos can't.

PS has not yet been commercially operated, and the wizarding world has a lot of prejudice against Muggles, and they are not willing to use electronic devices.

Voldemort could not refute.

He read the newspaper over and over again, and finally found some clues.

"Look, this black wizard has appeared in all three pictures!"

"What does this mean?" Bai Yue put his hands in his sleeves: "It's just a normal propaganda method."

"Not bad." Black Heart Tiger nodded.

"I've used it many times too." Ban Tianyue sighed.

They are aloof and have raised many younger brothers, and they have broken their hearts for the development of their respective powers.

It's normal for one subordinate to use it in multiple places.

There is no way, the plate is too big and people need to support the place everywhere.

"One hundred thousand is of course impossible, but even if it is only ten percent, ten thousand black wizards is still a terrifying number." Huoyun evil god looked serious.

Even [-] pigs are not so easy to deal with, let alone [-] ruthless black wizards?

"It's an uphill battle."

"Tough battles? I fight tough battles!"

"The principle of equivalent exchange of the main god's space, the more difficult the task, the more rewards!"

"Voldemort, you know the most about Voldemort, what should you do?"

Voldemort: "..."

Although I do know the most about Voldemort, I always find it odd that you ask me that.

The smell is getting worse and worse, I don't know how to answer this.

"I think it should be considered in the long run."

Voldemort said: "I am a conspirator... far-sighted, wise and understanding, and I have dangers in my chest. I am not so easy to deal with."

"What's more, those ten thousand black wizards are even more difficult to deal with."

"Why don't I jump out and put a stick in and build a Voldemort hill."

Huoyun Cthulhu looked at him without a single hair on his body, and he didn't look like a kind Voldemort, a strange kind of Voldemort.

And look at the cold, evil, charismatic Mark in the newspaper.

Huoyun Cthulhu showed an embarrassed yet polite smile.

Are you building a mountain to fight against Taiwan?

Want to eat fart.

As long as the black wizard has no brains, he will know who to hang out with.

The personal charm of the villain is equally important!

"You don't understand."

Voldemort smiled darkly and secretly: "I will give the Dark Mark to my subordinates. As long as I have a thought, the Dark Mark will be hot, and all Death Eaters must come before me."

"The farther it is from me, the hotter the Dark Mark will be. If it hasn't arrived for a long time, I can apparate behind him according to the Dark Mark's guidance, and give him Avada Kedavra."

"So, my Dark Mark is enough to divide them and completely confuse them, not knowing who is their real master!"

"Good job Voldemort." Black Heart Tiger praised: "Then what are you waiting for?"

"Look at my tricks!"

Voldemort was full of confidence, running the Dark Mark with all his might.

Even if the world is changed, the effect of the Dark Mark remains the same!

In an instant, all the Death Eaters in the whole world felt that the Dark Mark on their arms was hot.

Their masters are calling!

Barty Crouch Jr. covered his arms, his eyes wild.

"Blink, did you see that?"

"My master is really alive! He is resurrected! He is calling me!"

"I need to rush to him immediately to prove my loyalty!"

The house-elf Winky put her hands over her mouth, tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Master, don't..."

"No?" Little Barty laughed evilly, and he walked towards Winky: "My stupid father can't keep up with the times, Winky, come with me!"

"Only the master can give us happiness!"

Shiny: "..."

Young master, have you been locked up for too long and your mind is confused, what are you talking about?I dare not understand.

Old Barty Crouch didn't think of it at first, this scoundrel just called it, it doesn't matter, and it's not the first time.

But now he couldn't help it.

People at least, shouldn't.

Winky is so small, the size and race are not suitable, how can you!

Old Batty rushed out and punched his son hard in the face, his cheeks were red and swollen, his teeth fell out, and he fell to the ground.

Winky quickly grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Master, please let the young master go."

Let the young master go?Dare to intercede?

Isn't it wishful thinking?

Old Batty was furious.

Okay, you put it here and put on a show of deep love and rain, right?

My Crouch family has been passed down for hundreds of years, and my family's reputation will never be humiliated because of this kind of thing!