[HP+Gintama] Azkaban's house price is high

Takasugi agreed to the invitation, and the time was set for three days later.

After putting down the double-sided mirror, Voldemort was in such a happy mood that Bella, who had been standing by the side, saw the joy in his brows and eyes, and felt like rushing to Azkaban immediately, and then to that dog gall Baotian had the urge to seduce his lord's damn Muggle to cast a curse.

Of course, she could only think about this kind of thing, and she had to completely expel such thoughts from her mind when the lord turned to look at her.In order to prevent the lord from "taking souls" on a whim, the person who was cut out by Avada and Cruciatus will not be able to identify who it is.

Fortunately, Voldemort's thoughts were still on Takasugi, and he only told her to go to Azkaban to deliver the key to Takasugi in two days, and tell Rodolphus some things that were inconvenient to say through the double-sided mirror, and then told her He left on his own.

Voldemort's manor is not big, but it is the house that Abraxas bought for him back then, so the living room, bedroom, guest room, study, potion room, and internal organs are all there, and there is even a basement dedicated to his black magic experiments.

Voldemort warned the two house elves in advance not to let anyone enter this area, and set up defensive magic circles overlapping in the basement before walking into the basement with confidence.

The diary carrying his soul was placed in the basement, soaked in the special potion to nourish it.In the very center of the basement was a huge potion pot, and the muddy yellow liquid was tumbling and boiling in it, making a gurgling sound as if it was alive.

A person was waiting there respectfully. When he saw Voldemort, he bowed immediately: "Lord! Barty Crouch Jr. came to say hello to you!"

The corner of the young Voldemort's mouth curled up, and he approached slowly: "So? Little Barty, you have followed my instructions to find what you are looking for?"

"Yes, lord!" Little Barty raised his head almost fanatically, staring closely at the darker Dark Lord who was younger, but appeared wiser, more rational and more imposing in front of him, "I searched for some early alchemy ancient books, The resurrection of the human body is indeed classified as alchemy, and here..."

While speaking, Little Barty carefully took out a rather old-looking manuscript from his arms, and held it up with both hands: "This manuscript contains several alchemy methods that are said to be complete human body resurrection, unfortunately , the materials needed for the most perfect alchemy can no longer be found in our era."

"The only two that can still work, one is pure black magic with a spell, which needs to be induced with 'the bone of the father, the flesh of the servant, and the blood of the enemy'."

"The other one is based on the above three medicines, plus the 'voluntary dedication of the soul', of course, the matching spell will also change."

As soon as Voldemort raised his hand, the manuscript floated up automatically, floating in front of him and flipping through the pages.

He had seen the method Barty Jr. mentioned in the Hogwarts area before.

But since he experienced the pain of separating his soul and then reabsorbing it, he has become a little wary of the books in the Hogwarts area.

That's why after he got the blood of the savior, he didn't use it in the resurrection immediately, but poured it into a potion bottle to keep the temperature and freshness for later use, and then concentrated on studying this so-called "resurrection" Law".

As a result, the more he researched, the more he felt something was wrong.

It’s not that this black magic will have any impact on people, it’s just that the three medicines are combined with the magic spell, it’s just a body, and it’s fine if it can’t nourish the soul, and the soul that needs to be poured into it continues to provide it with energy. Otherwise it will crash.

In other words, if he revives in this way, potions such as soul stabilizing potions will probably be with him in the future... And if the situation is a little worse, even soul stabilizing potions may not be able to meet his needs.

Instead of tossing out a tattered body, it is better to simply maintain the prototype-this was Voldemort's idea from the beginning.

However, what he didn't expect was that Barty Jr. could bring him such a surprise.

"The bone of the father, the flesh of the servant, the blood of the enemy, and the voluntary soul of the admirer - the body refined from this medicine will have the same ability to nourish the soul as an ordinary body..." Voldemort stabbed his hand The ancient text on the book was read in English, and sharp eyes fell on Little Barty, "Where did you find this handbook?"

"Before I reunited with you, lord, I accidentally got it from the Department of Mysteries when I pretended to be my father and went to the Ministry of Magic." Little Barty replied with trepidation, "It was from... the Department of Mysteries Found in that locked room."

There was a flash of light in Voldemort's eyes, and he looked at him with a half-smile: "That's really a place I didn't expect."

Little Barty immediately lowered his head.

At that time, his mother had just arrived in Azkaban, pretending to be him and allowing him to escape from that terrible place.He returned home full of worries about Lord and hatred for his father. After imprisoning the old guy, he drank compound potion to become him, and then ran to the Ministry of Magic, hoping to find the whereabouts of Lord over the years .

In the end, it turned out that people were not as good as God. Some accident happened to the Ministry of Magic that day. There were more than a dozen guards standing at the security checkpoint, and even the original staff of the Ministry of Magic had to be checked first.

He was so nervous that he was about to pull out his wand and cast a curse on those people, but at that moment, there seemed to be chaos in the Department of Mysteries, and a group of wizards rushed in. He also took the opportunity to mix in and sneaked in In "The Locked Room".

Strange to say, that place looked blank, and as soon as he entered, he met this letter floating in the air.

He who had always been thinking about the lord in his heart accidentally reached out and took the thing down, then he suddenly came to his senses and left in a hurry.

What I didn't expect was... such an ancient letter would play such an important role after actually meeting the lord.

Voldemort glanced at him calmly, knowing how Barty Jr. obtained this letter through mindfulness, he couldn't help feeling a little suspicious in his heart.

It's not that there is anything wrong with the process of Barty Jr.'s infiltrating into the Department of Mysteries. Although the specific process is not clear, Voldemort can more or less guess it-it is nothing more than when Barty Jr. pretended to be his father and happened to meet Someone broke into the Ministry of Magic, causing the guards inside to become nervous.And his spy in the Department of Mysteries, Augustus Rookwood, more or less guessed that it was one of his own who broke in, so in order to let the person leave without anyone noticing, he deliberately caused some confusion.

What he doubted was why little Barty was able to get such a letter in that room.

The ancient manuscripts of alchemy filled with human body resurrection methods, each method is recorded in great detail, as if someone put it there specially, waiting for Voldemort's subordinates to go down and take it away.

When Voldemort was a fifth-year student, Dumbledore once told him about the "locked room" of the Department of Mysteries, and when he asked "what the hell is in it", he replied: "There are powerful people in there." Love that overcomes all the hardships and tribulations in the world and makes people feel joy from the bottom of their hearts."

And Barty Crouch Jr., a notorious and murderous Death Eater—had obtained the method to resurrect him from such a room infused with love?

Voldemort sneered inwardly.

Little Barty didn't know what the lord was thinking at this time, so he just raised his head suddenly after a short silence, and said carefully and seriously: "Lord, after I got this handbook, I also conducted a very in-depth investigation. Comparing these two methods, the alchemy method of the four medicines is indeed more harmless, I think..."

"What are you thinking?" Voldemort shot him a cold look.

Little Barty seemed to be completely unaware of the other party's cold eyes that were almost substantive, a sickly redness appeared on his face, and even his tone became fluctuating due to excitement: "If... if Lord, you need to use this method to rebuild your physical body, and Barty Crouch Jr. is willing to recommend himself as Yaoyin!"

Voldemort's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes fell on the yellow, wrinkled surface of the ancient Codex.

Admirer's voluntary soul?

So, this guy is showing love to him in this way?

Thinking of the big love and little love that Dumbledore used to talk about every day, and looking at the little Barty who was holding on to the hem of his clothes because of excitement and anxiety, Voldemort just wanted to sneer.

Love this useless thing, at best, is a high-sounding vocabulary.

Even Takasugi, he only has a little affection for the other party that sprouts from appreciation, which is far from the level of love.

And the guy in front of him, who bears his identity, dares to say to him——love! ?

For a moment, Voldemort's sudden unhappiness almost gave him the urge to "cruciate" Barty Jr.

But after all, he was not the Dark Lord who lost his mind and could be surrounded by tyrannical emotions at any time, so this kind of dissatisfaction only quickly rolled up in his heart, and he was forcibly pressed down again.

At this time, the night had already darkened, and the windows in the basement were enchanted, so although they were not exposed to the outside, they could still reflect the light of the moonlight.

A faint crescent white swayed down, and several magic lamps placed in the corner of the basement were automatically lit up, and the beating light illuminated the room brightly.

Voldemort caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, ignored Barty Jr., and walked to the window with the letter.

The moonlight that came in through the magic window fell on the manuscript without omission, making the words on the manuscript blurred, vaguely, as if those characters were about to dance into another language.

The author has something to say: Barty Jr. didn't hang out like this...

Cover your face~ But here we want to have an impact on the relationship between V Hall and Takasugi

Personally, I think it’s okay for Palace V to change from appreciation to liking

But it is more difficult to evolve into love~

So here's a turning point for him~

One ps, I haven't double updated for a long time

Decided to challenge tomorrow =v=