The Son of Light of the Snake House

Voldemort was silent for a moment: "I don't understand what you're talking about, and I have no obligation to explain to you—you just need to tell me how you got here."

The boy's voice sounded very immature, but it was a pity that the hood of the robe was so well covered that his face could not be seen at all.

Daniel smacked his lips regretfully: "I have no obligation to tell you."

The snake entwined with the boy swam slowly, staring straight at Daniel with its icy snake eyes, and spat out the letter.

"Nagini." Voldemort comforted his pet in a low voice, looked at him again, and was silent for a while: "What do you want to know?"

Daniel knew that he was stalling for time and was probably trying to lure someone over to fuck him, but he didn't want to stop it.

There is a chance to catch all the Death Eaters, can we let it go?

Daniel pretended to think for a while: "How did you come back to life?"

Voldemort endured and endured his disrespectful tone, and then said slowly, "It's a spell to reshape sex."

"Then why didn't you become an adult?" The appearance of this seven or eight-year-old child is really a bit deliberate.

"...Because the elements are not complete."

"Elements?" Daniel squeezed his chin: "Don't tell me that one of the elements is Harry's flesh and blood."

"... That's right." Voldemort gritted his teeth. The child's body's magic power reserve was too small, and he had just got it back not long ago, so he had to force the Dark Mark to call the Death Eaters over...even one Cruciatus can't even let it out, so I can only detour here with this child——

"What is the spell?"

"?" Voldemort blinked in disbelief, is this kid really not afraid of me?

"Let me ask you what is the spell you used to reshape the cockroach, and what materials did you use?"

"You killed Bella, what are you talking about now—"

"That's right." Daniel met Voldemort's eyes with a calm expression: "I killed it, so what? What about the spell? Tell me?"

Voldemort was stunned for a moment: "You... aren't you a student of Hogwarts?"

Daniel frowned: "Don't you think I don't look like it?"

Voldemort looked at him carefully, then laughed, louder and louder, and the laughter echoed around him like a lonely ghost.

Daniel looked at him like a fool.

"Hello, boy." Voldemort tried to lower his voice—of course, he failed—he paused, and held out his wand to Daniel, who immediately became alert.

"Do you want to join the Death Eaters?"

Daniel: "?"

"Ask me?" Daniel couldn't believe it this time.

"Of course, you join the Death Eaters, and I can help you get everything you want."

"What's your purpose?"

"I can see that you are not like those 'decent' people. "Voldemort explained: "You can kill people easily, but they will only send people to the so-called "court", accept those hypocritical judgments, and then send the so-called criminals to Azkaban. "

He smiled contemptuously: "Those people are good at using this method to eliminate dissidents, but we are different from them, we will only firmly move towards the goal."

"I can't wait to see that old fellow Dumbledore's expression of disbelief!"

Daniel had a weird face on his face: "If I remember correctly, isn't your goal to eliminate all mixed-bloods and Muggles—I'm also Muggle-born."

Voldemort's current demeanor even seemed a little sincere: "We only act on our talents."

"Your Bella—"

"We never dwell on the past."

...............

"You... are you sure he's not a Death Eater or something?" Cedric leaned against the bushes and looked out quietly.

"I..." Harry didn't know how to answer, "I don't know...he, he's pretty nice—"

He squatted behind a rock, staring at the open space in front of him. There were two people standing there. One of them was surrounded by snakes in a hood. He didn't look like a good person. The one opposite him, Harry knew very well Recognition: That's Daniel.

His robe rolled slowly in the breeze, and they seemed to be talking, and the wind brought their voices a little.

They didn't arrive early, but they saw Daniel calling the man "Master", and saw the man reaching out to Daniel...

"I also think he's pretty good..." Cedric hesitated: "He even asked me to help you..."

"...So you told me the secret of the golden egg because of Daniel?" Harry couldn't believe it: "I thought you were just out of justice!"

"No, no, I didn't mean that..." Cedric hurried to explain, and the wind brought some more words.

"...Harry Potter—bringing...blood...resurrection—"

"Hogwarts... our people - well done..."

Harry and Cedric looked at each other, startled.

And the conversation over there is still going on.

"Father's bones, donated unintentionally, can regenerate your son."

"The voluntary donation of your servant's flesh will bring your master back to life."

"The blood of your enemy forced to sacrifice will resurrect your enemy."

Voldemort's voice was low: "This is the resurrection spell."

"You lack the blood of your enemy, that's why you've become this little child—couldn't your only enemy be Harry?"

Voldemort shot him a hard look: "Do you think my group of bastards can beat Dumbledore? Harry Potter is the only easy choice."

Daniel looked at him curiously, and always felt that his way of speaking gradually matched his current age: "Haven't you thought of finding another enemy?"

"what?"

"Look, the spell doesn't say that you want to be an enemy of life and death or any other enemy. You go to the street and find a small-minded person to beat him up. Isn't he also your enemy? Isn't this better than Harry? It's easy to find."

Voldemort hesitated to speak, and finally gave him a hard look: "Do you think spells are as stupid as you think? Use your brain!"

"Okok." Daniel slapped haha, fooling the matter away, and he didn't come here to change Voldemort's mind: "Then the second question, how did you allow Harry to teleport accurately?" came here?"

"It's a portkey." Voldemort suddenly became ready to answer questions. "Hogwarts has our man. He turned the trophy into a portkey. I have to say, he did a good job."

"who is it?"

Voldemort's eyes sharpened: "Don't wish to get information you shouldn't know."

Daniel curled his lips: "I know it even if you don't tell me. Is it the guy who disguised himself as Professor Moody? Let me guess—the same name as his father? Barty Crouch Jr.?"

Voldemort: "! How do you know?"

The author has something to say:

Voldemort: You tm know and ask me

Cedric: Isn't he a Death Eater?

Harry: ...

This Voldemort has become smaller and his mind has degraded a bit, mainly manifested in his temper more like a child.This wave is Voldemort waiting for his subordinates, and Daniel is inquiring about the news, because he is really confident in himself.

Don't worry, there is a high probability that Voldemort will die cleanly. If anyone wants to watch it, he should be reborn in the extra episode ()

When it came to the end, I really kept getting stuck, and I couldn't write how I felt in my heart. I changed and rewritten it like this... It has reached the point where I don't know if I am satisfied or not.

It's already 03:30 in the morning, I'll sleep first and watch it tomorrow, if it doesn't work, I'll change it again () I feel dizzy and brain swollen, yes.