I've already worn the same clothes, why did I still get caught and fucked?

In the original series, Voldemort had a total of 7 Horcruxes.

Nagini should still be deep in the forests of Albania.

They have not yet been made into Horcruxes, so Voldemort has only 6 Horcruxes, including Harry Potter.

Now that Rosen has taken away one of them, there are only five left.

Of course, this so-called magic ring cannot be considered a Horcrux, it can only be considered a magical item.

It can provide magic to the user, but the soul inside cannot rush out and be used as a resurrection item.

It also cannot affect the user's mind, unless, of course, the user can't stand his incessant chatter.

Voldemort seems to have too many Horcruxes.

Then just make less.

All the other Horcruxes are placed in one container, which makes it more convenient.

But maybe I can do something before that.

Rosen kept thinking about these questions in his mind.

When he saw the Ravenclaw diadem in his hand, he became worried again.

Now there is no problem using this thing, but isn’t it a little too feminine?

It doesn’t seem to fit my macho style!

Rosen thought, why not give it to Hermione directly at Christmas. Then, as a friend, he can borrow it again. Okay, let's do it!

And just a few days later, a very explosive news appeared in "The Quibbler".

That is, Voldemort is not dead, his soul is sealed in a container, and a photo of the container is also given above.

On this day, countless wizards in the magical world received this news.

They all looked at the information in the newspaper in disbelief.

It contained news about Voldemort's Horcruxes.

The five Horcruxes are Ravenclaw's diadem, Slytherin's locket, Hufflepuff's cup, Gaunt's ring, and a notebook.

It also describes in great detail where they are located and their origins.

This could not help but frighten the wizards, and also confirmed the accuracy of the news.

Especially when Dumbledore saw this magazine, his eyes almost popped out of his head and his beard was almost pulled out bald.

He estimated that this might be the best-selling issue of The Quibbler since its release.

Dumbledore continued to read on, and when he saw the end, he was stunned.

The last message said that all of Voldemort's Horcruxes had been collected and his remaining soul had been concentrated into one device.

This news is nothing, but...

Dumbledore looked at the last picture with a strange look in his eyes.

What he was thinking was, I understand the logic, but why?

Want to stuff Voldemort's soul into an inflatable doll?

I guess there are countless wizards who are probably thinking about this question at this moment!

Who the hell stuffed his soul into this thing?

No! The one who can do this is definitely not an ordinary wizard, but a powerful wizard who has mastered some secret method and is also proficient in alchemy.

So, which idiot senior stuffed his soul into this thing?

Is this really not being a human being?

Not long ago, Rosen collected all of Voldemort's other Horcruxes one by one.

And stuffed them into an inflatable girlfriend who was made using special techniques.

Anyway, what do you say about that thing?

The refinement is very casual, and the facial features look like they were just casually drawn with two strokes.

But the overall quality of this thing is still quite good. Even if a wizard wants to destroy it for a while, it is impossible, especially after the residual soul of Voldemort moved into it.

At this moment, the Death Eaters who read this message were extremely angry.

They would like to tear this man who collects their master's soul into pieces.

And this inflatable doll that trapped Voldemort's soul was hidden in a secret room in Guling Pavilion.

So on this day, countless wizards flocked to Gringotts, trying to find this thing.

The goblins in Gringotts were also very depressed because the thing was actually hidden in an unused space.

But if they admit it, doesn't that mean that someone can act freely in Gringotts and is completely free from their constraints?

Where is Gringotts's credibility? That's why the goblins won't admit it even if they are killed.

As a result, that night they were faced with a massive bombardment by the Death Eaters.

I have to say that these Death Eaters are quite capable. They just took the things directly into their hands.

Looking at this group of men and women staring at an inflatable doll with fanatical expressions, the scene is uncomfortable no matter how you look at it.

When Minister of Magic Fudge learned the news, he was so angry that he slammed the table and gave the Aurors a death order.

No matter what, I must get that inflatable doll!

The Death Eaters here are studying the inflatable doll, but because the production technique is too advanced, they are at a loss!

At this moment, Old Deng, who got the news, hid his identity and rushed over with his magic wand.

And the thing was taken away directly in this battle. At this point, the first battle for the inflatable doll came to an end.

Rosen was lying on the lawn at this time, staring at the sky in a daze.

"What a peaceful day! Don't you think?"

Philosopher's Stone: "..."

"Are you going to stop talking? I'll hand you over to the police in a minute!"

Rosen turned around and fiddled with the stone next to him, which looked very similar to the Philosopher's Stone.

"Whatever wish you have, I can help you achieve it!" Such spiritual fluctuations came from the magic stone!

Obviously, after Voldemort got the fake Philosopher's Stone, he found a place and couldn't wait to make a Horcrux.

But although the idea is good, the reality is cruel.

The magic stone that Rosen specially prepared for him directly became his cage, and the tragic Quirrell died.

And the lucky Rosen was also very lucky to "pick up" this fake philosopher's stone.

"Really? Can every wish come true?"

"Of course, but my power is limited at the moment, so I can only start with some simple wishes."

"Then you should learn to meow like a cat first!"

Voldemort: "..."

"This won't work? Then what else can you do?" Rosen looked at him with disgust.

Voldemort was extremely annoyed, and thought that as long as he was free, the first thing he would do was to deal with this annoying little brat.

"Meow..." The sound was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"Hey, did you make a sound?" Rosen brought the Philosopher's Stone close to his ear.

"Meow!" This time his voice was much louder.

But Rosen frowned.

"Forget it, why don't you just bark like a dog!"

If Voldemort could breathe at this moment, he would definitely stare at Rosen breathlessly.

But now that he has already shouted, he doesn't mind one or two more shouts, and no one can hear it.

"Wang!"

"louder!"

"Wang!"

"Can't you yell a few more times?"

"Wang! Wang! Wang!"

"Wait a moment!" Rosen immediately stopped him. "After I say something, you will call immediately. Do you understand?"

"Got it!" Voldemort said reluctantly.