Chapter 91 Rogge’s Equivalent Transaction (55)

For wizards, answers and processes don't matter, it's the question that's at the heart of it all. A truly predictive question can spark a revolution and turn the world upside down. For example, before Haierbo, no one could think of basilisks and Horcruxes.

"It never happened." Voldemort replied calmly, staring at the other person to see his intentions.

"Okay, I thought I could be a smart assistant." Rogge smiled and did not continue to ask.

However, he had gotten clues from Voldemort's mouth that it had never happened before, which meant that it could happen in the future.

"Mr. Voldemort, do you know this?" Rogge took out a golden ball, which was the Golden Snitch No. 101.

"The Golden Snitch? Nice gadget."

"You are right, it comes from Bowman Wright, the inventor of the Golden Snitch, hundreds of years ago. There seems to be something hidden in it, but unfortunately I have never been able to figure out how the pattern on it moves."

"You have so many problems." Voldemort's eyes flashed with a cunning light, and he didn't know what bad intentions he had.

"Mr. Voldemort, as a senior, it is a virtue to help your juniors. If you give some knowledge and you can harvest the blood of unicorns, it is very cost-effective no matter how you calculate it."

"Okay, Rogue. Hold it close to me."

"Flying Feather Curse."

When Rogge saw the other party's disappointed expression, he knew that the ugly guy without a nose had no good intentions.

"Good control. You have the potential to become a dark wizard." Voldemort smiled, not feeling embarrassed because his conspiracy was discovered.

"Fairy metal...exquisite design and structure." Voldemort relied on his excellent knowledge to quickly figure out the production process and structure of the golden snitch in front of him.

"Two ways, the first is to smash it directly, the contents inside may be damaged. The second way is to find some fairy books to read. The answers you want are in the books."

"Mr. Voldemort, why not be more specific?" Rogge asked.

"Oh, shouldn't wizards learn on their own? Or are you like a Gryffindor idiot who can't use his brain?" Voldemort let out a harsh sneer.

"Tch...Voldemort, your venomous tongue is as sharp as our Dean Snape..."

"Severus? Haha..."

"Now it's time for us to negotiate a deal..."

"Damn Rogge, wasn't that the question just now?" Voldemort said viciously, feeling deceived.

"No, no, that's just a friendly academic exchange between fellow Slytherin students."

"Huh, now Hogwarts academic exchanges can talk about Horcruxes? Don't you have to adhere to the principle of equal exchange?"

"Of course it's equivalent, but it's up to me to decide the value."

"Heh... Rogge, you are indeed very talented as a dark wizard..."

"Don't worry about these details. I can help you steal the unicorn's blood, but you have to give me what I want."

"Okay, so what do you want?" Voldemort's eyes flashed, wondering what conspiracy he was conjuring.

"All the potion recipes you know. Don't fool me with some common ones, or I'll ask the Dean to talk to Quirrell."

"The whole potion recipe? What a huge appetite!"

"Thank you for the compliment. I have always had a good appetite. I was even called the belly of a hidden dragon."

"Do you think I'm praising you? Greedy little wizard, don't you know the proverb that a snake swallows an elephant when its heart is weak?"

"3 bottles of unicorn blood."

"No, no, no, too little. I, Voldemort, have traveled all over Europe. The potion formulas I know are rare and have strong effects. With 10 bottles, I will teach you 30 potion formulas!"

"10 bottles? Are you kidding? Snape will kill me if he finds out! 5 bottles for 50 potion formulas. If you don't agree, forget it." Rogge shrugged and stepped back, looking like he was about to leave.

"Come back!" Voldemort didn't expect anyone to dare to force him. He took a deep breath and said, "I agree."

"What about the others? Rogge, I also know a lot of knowledge, and I can exchange unicorn blood with you."

"Can you teach me snake language?"

"Hey, you want to become a Parselmouth?" Voldemort laughed. He could not smell the blood of the Gaunt family from Rogge, which meant that Rogge could not become a Parseltongue at all.

"Mr. Voldemort, has no one said that your laughter is harsh?" Rogge picked his ears and motioned for the other party to be quiet.

"Haha, Parseltongue is a natural thing. If you don't have the blood of the Gaunt family, you can't become a Parseltongue."

"Of course I know. Also, don't look at me like you're looking at an idiot. Do you know about onomatopoeic mouths?"

"Onomatopoeia? A toy?"

Voldemort didn't understand Rogge's idea and needed the little wizard to help him expand his thinking: "Parseltongue is naturally born, but it does not prevent wizards from imitating the pronunciation of Parseltongue."

"Oh, you want to be a bad imitator?" Voldemort mocked, "Don't forget, the onomatopoeic mouth can only imitate one sentence."

"You don't need to remind me of this. The essence of sound is vibration. By recording the voiceprint of the snake language, I can use the vibration to restore the sound."

"In other words, add an engraving needle to the big mouth and record the sound on the carrier. Oh, there is a similar product in the Muggle world. It is called a phonograph, an antique from the last century."

"Hmph, then why should I teach you?" Voldemort heard Rogge's ridicule to him and once again scolded himself for being an antique.

"Roger, 5 bottles of unicorn blood are enough for me. I don't think I need any additional transactions."

"Well, it seems I need to sell you some knowledge."

"You? Selling knowledge to me?" Voldemort sneered. When he was dominating the wizarding world, Rogge's parents were not even married.

"Listen to what I have to say and then laugh." Rogge paced, thinking about what knowledge he wanted to say that sounded useful.

"Mr. Voldemort, why do you think Halbo wanted to merge his souls into one? It can't be like what the book says, the despicable Halbo has changed his evil ways. Do you believe that the dark wizard has changed his evil ways?"

A glimmer of interest flashed in Voldemort's eyes: "Go on."

"Helbo is a genius. He created Horcruxes in pursuit of immortality. Assuming that the records are correct, then there is an explanation for Halbo's behavior. Splitting does not lead to immortality, only fusion can lead to immortality."

"Go on!" Voldemort was a little flustered. If Rogge's guess was true, wouldn't he be on the wrong track?

"Don't worry, Mr. Voldemort. Is it possible that the Basilisk is his Horcrux, a biological Horcrux?" Roger thought of Harry. The soul fragment in his forehead was a time bomb.

Voldemort suddenly realized it and conceived various plans for biological Horcruxes: "Bold guess, it is completely feasible in theory! How come I haven't thought about biological Horcruxes before?"

He kept chattering to himself: "First create a powerful magical creature, and then turn it into your own Horcrux. In this way, your soul can coexist with the magical creature, and you can gradually become familiar with the body of the magical creature. .”

"When the time is right, abandon the fragile human body and inject the main soul into the magical creature. With the help of the soul in the Horcrux, devour the opponent."

Voldemort quickly sketched out the magical version of seizing the body and believed that there was no problem with this idea. A wizard's lifespan is limited by the physical body, but the soul can live forever. As long as they completely separate each other, they can change the house for the soul at any time.

"Yes, this will not only make up for the incomplete soul, but also gain the powerful vitality of magical creatures." Voldemort licked his lips and looked at Rogge with burning eyes, as if inspecting a very valuable treasure.

"Roger, you have a sharp and unique vision of looking at problems and a broad mind. You are not restricted by the ordinary wizard's mindset at all."

"Join me, kid! You will definitely accomplish great things!"

"Mr. Voldemort, don't be so excited." Rogge reminded, "We are negotiating a deal, remember?"

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