war and peace

Chapter 162 Prequel 9 - Hidden arrows are hard to guard against

Voldemort stepped out of the Hogwarts gates, his pretense relaxed.He was very happy, unquestionably ecstatic.This was the first and most crucial step of his plan for so many years, and he realized it.He tricked Dumbledore, the most famous white wizard in modern history, who has been making trouble for him since he started studying at Hogwarts... He is cautious and walks on thin ice, and it is probably his most recent period most celebratory moment.This great sense of satisfaction caused a momentary crack in his stable Occlumency, but he immediately noticed the mistake—he couldn't relax on this point, or his plan would have been leaked to the Savior up.

However, if the savior is smart enough, he should have noticed that this time is different from the last time, right?Voldemort thought contemptuously.His joy was a strain on the Savior, and even the dumbest boy should have sensed that.He stood there to calm himself down, thought about the several reactions Harry might have to this, and was amused by what he received in his mind——

The savior is in the reptile hall, and in front of him is the Brazilian boa constrictor that he had met once.According to the memories of that moment, the snake just showed contempt for the savior, and now it completely ignores him.Pressing both hands on the rear glass in front of him, he saw a face covering its mouth in horror reflected on it.The Savior is racking his brains for good things that might happen to him, but has no clue...

Voldemort walked in the direction of Hogsmeade.The mistake just now probably wasn't a bad thing... He could make the savior suffer for the whole summer vacation... The other party has made him uncomfortable for so many years, it's nothing for him to make the other party worry for two or three months... Game Could be a little more interesting...

As a new professor, Voldemort only had to arrive at the school with the Hogwarts Express at the beginning of the new term.In between, he could owl his lesson plans to Dumbledore if he wanted to.Voldemort was very disdainful, but the role he was playing was an ambitious young man, so he deliberately prepared a course schedule with a bit of ambition and sent it to the other party.How Dumbledore would evaluate him is not important, what is important is to create that false impression.He needs to stay in Hogwarts for a while, and at the same time, he needs a chance to get close to the savior-to see how different the other party's ideas are from what he can actually do, maybe this can help him find his lost. The other party's reasons.

During Harry's preoccupied summer vacation, Voldemort had his own affairs to attend to.The Lestranges are basically still overseas, but he has called Barty Crouch Jr. back.Old Barty Crouch never went up to the attic to see his son, and only let Winky the house elf deliver meals to him at regular intervals. Until now, he didn't know that Barty Jr. had turned the whole world around outside.What Voldemort wants to see now is to let Old Barty open the locked attic and see Little Barty's body.He didn't spend much time on creating illusions, and he wasn't worried about revealing his secrets, because given how much his father hated his son, he might only feel relieved.A person who has been fighting for the Minister of Magic as his lifelong goal, at the moment when he is the most popular candidate, he is only one step away from the throne of Minister—but he is pulled down by his son who has always been neglected—the feeling can be imagined.

This thing went very well.Voldemort designed to let the house-elf find its little master who died of illness first, and it lived up to expectations to inform the old master, crying very mournfully.As for old Batty, he was still working at the Ministry of Magic and didn't come back until after get off work.Faced with the house-elf's tears, he told it not to dirty the house in disgust, and finally went upstairs to have a look.He almost didn't check the cause of his son's death at all, and put the fake corpse into a sheepskin bag that had been cast with a traceless expansion spell, looking like he was going to throw it away somewhere.

Voldemort and Barty Crouch Jr. stand outside the house with a charred sack lying in a bin.

"I can assure you, he has long wanted to do this." Little Barty sniffed the smell of burnt leather in the air, with a slightly distorted expression on his face. "It's right in his arms, and he won't have to worry about a ticking time bomb anymore."

Voldemort glanced sideways at him, but said nothing.Old Barty's relief reminded him of his Muggle father, bitter and mean, with a good-looking face.And now he feels that Barty Jr. is better than him at this point—at least his sickly mother is willing to die to save him. "Don't worry about it." He said slowly, "You will reach a position that he will never reach."

Barty Crouch Jr. immediately knelt down. "I'm sorry, master, I shouldn't have said this in front of you." He bowed his head respectfully, "What do you want me to do next? I will definitely do it for you beautifully."

Voldemort drew his wand and tapped the air.A roll of parchment fell out of nowhere, floating in front of the kneeling man. "Your new file, just missing the name," said Voldemort calmly. "Take it to the interview at the Auror's office...you know what to do next."

"Yes, master." Little Barty took the document with both hands.A reliable and legitimate new identity, a false disguise, an order to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic - he was not stupid at all, and knew right away what Voldemort wanted.Fudge had been a puppet from the start, and his master now needed someone more powerful to watch over the Ministry of Magic for him.He could almost see the promotion plan taking shape in front of him - regular Auror, head of the Auror office, head of a department of the Ministry of Magic, Minister of Magic.This seems to be following the route designed by Batty Sr., but they will do it more covertly and effectively.Since the master chose to start with the Auror, that is to say... Little Barty raised his head slightly and looked at his master inquiringly.

Voldemort nodded approvingly. "Over the past few years, I have found that some people's performances have disappointed me. I believe that our team is not all such pure people. Some people think of other benefits. It is not enough , they can also betray others to protect themselves..." His voice became lower and lower, with imperceptible anger. "Do you think they still need to exist?"

"Of course not!" Little Barty replied quickly.He understood, and now fully understands.The path Master had planned for him was perfect - he could get a reasonable promotion in the Ministry of Magic by cleaning out the traitors within the Death Eaters, which was a good idea to kill two birds with one stone. "Don't worry, master, I know exactly what to do."

Voldemort nodded.It's not the first time Barty Crouch Jr. has done things like infiltrate the Muggle world to find out information, and he has a talent for it (think Moody when he was last time!).At the same time, he also has a loyalty that is difficult for ordinary people to match.That made him a perfect candidate, a Death Eater who could be groomed for the position of Minister for Magic. "The Dark Lord is awaiting good news from you." His voice disappeared into thin air.

The person kneeling on the ground did not stand up until the breath was completely gone.He gripped the scroll of parchment in his hand, turned his head to his father's — bloody his father's — house with a sneer, and disapparated without hesitation.

This was just one thing Voldemort did in July and August.According to his plan, the Lestrange couple should give him a complete report on the Muggle world, including energy, transportation, finance, electronics and other aspects when they return.As for Labastan Lestrange, the submission should be the relevant information of all magic schools around the world.He does not have enough hands, otherwise the net will be cast even wider.But he doesn't want to make up for it anymore... As before, if the defense line is too long and loose, he would rather take it step by step.The Order of the Phoenix doesn't know anything yet, and even if he knows, it will take some time to figure out his thoughts... So during this period, he should first wait for the opportunity to approach the Savior.

In this way, before the start of the new term at Hogwarts, Voldemort deliberately took Harry to buy a wand and went to Diagon Alley, and successfully reserved the last compartment of the express train.He likes to be quiet, and calmly waits for his chance encounter with the Savior.It turns out that with that one-way forced mind connection, it's not that hard at all.The savior arrived at platform nine and three-quarters earlier than he expected, and it didn't take long for him to rush over. The savior had already fallen asleep on the small table, showing no response to his arrival.

Voldemort was completely baffled by this.Forgetful, lax in vigilance, impulsive and brainless... How on earth did he lose to such a boy?If the failure wasn't too painful, he really wanted to attribute it to the opponent's good luck.But having said that, if he didn't believe that Horcruxes can live forever, and then sliced ​​his own soul, resulting in many side effects that affect his appearance and intelligence, how could the savior defeat him?

All subsequent developments were within Voldemort's expectations.The savior finally became a little wary of strangers, but this vigilance was based on the news involving the Dark Lord—should he be honored for the savior's concern?Then there was the clumsy temptation. Voldemort had to say that according to the boy's questioning method, he would definitely not be able to ask for information.In the end, there was no question that the Savior wanted to go back to Gryffindor.This is probably a problem, because with his personality, it is impossible to get along well with Gryffindors.But it didn't affect much, anyway, he didn't intend to use a false identity to establish friendship with all the little lions.

After that, of course, it was the same and nothing new process of taking a boat and sorting.Voldemort assured him that it was not his intention to cast Warm Like Spring on the drenched crowd on the boat.But he had already considered that he had to be in the same dormitory as the savior, so he reluctantly did it.Of course, the savior didn't believe him so easily, especially since he didn't have a classmate named Tom Calderkin in his memory.But the Savior didn't have enough time to think about it for the time being, because he was too busy thinking about Occlumency - thinking about it out of fear of being discovered by Dumbledore.The Savior looked genuinely intent on taking him out single-handedly, and he had to commend the other for his courage.

The messiah's suspicions came to a head when he was assigned to Gryffindor.Voldemort maintained his unwavering expression as he walked over to the noisy table under the triple gaze of himself, the Savior, and Dumbledore.It's easy to avoid a hidden arrow, but this time he wants to see how the Order of the Phoenix and the Savior will bring him down.

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