Chapter 345 Voldemort's Speculation
Chapter 816 Voldemort’s speculation
"Another you?"
This is not twice as happy!
Bella, who was wet for a second, asked quickly.
As for the so-called threat, she didn't take it to heart as she believed that her master was electricity, light and the only myth.
Maybe it was just like the master said before that Dumbledore was the only person he was afraid of.
The master obviously cherished the lives of their slaves, so he decided to let Dumbledore go.
"Why use interrogative sentences?"
Voldemort frowned (no eyebrows),
But soon,
He noticed the water vapor permeating somewhere in Bella,
"Love is indeed not a good thing, even for me. You are confused by it.
I have said before that Dumbledore used my body and my remaining soul to create a younger me where I failed, and brainwashed him into believing that wizards wanted to protect Muggles. .
I even gave him the position I had wanted. "
other side.
"Haha, Voldemort is jealous!
It seems like he really wants to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. "Kate looked at Voldemort on the TV and smiled.
Voldemort barely concealed his emotions in front of his servants.
So Kate easily smelled the sour taste in Voldemort's words.
Just like when the twin brother realizes that his younger brother is more favored by his father.
Doubt, unwillingness, jealousy and a little envy.
"Master, how should we treat the other you?
We dare not offend you.
Even if that’s a brainwashed, younger version of you. "Old Mulcib asked anxiously.
In his eyes, Dumbledore was already in trouble.
And their enemy is the entire magical world.
If you add a young Voldemort, then...
To be honest, he was already thinking about how to fake his death and escape.
Voldemort sneered: "He? A little kid of seventeen or eighteen years old!
Even if you are not his opponent, you can still survive under his hands. "
"Then what is the threat you are talking about?" Old Mulciber continued to ask.
"Did Dumbledore do something?" Little Mulciber asked immediately after his father's words.
"That's Harry Potter?" Travers raised his head.
"No, the thing that poses a threat to me is fate!" Voldemort stood up, dark, desperate, and full of death-like magic spreading with his uneasiness at the moment.
die! die! die! die! die!
The bonfire died and the room suddenly became dark.
The air died and all air within a four-foot radius disappeared.
The light died, and the outline that could still be vaguely seen in the darkness suddenly disappeared.
Only the Death Eaters were the only living creatures relying on the hot Dark Mark on their hands.
Voldemort's shadow was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand.
The dead zone disappeared.
The air reappears.
A faint blue flame appeared at the campfire, bringing light.
The sound of huffing and puffing was endless.
After the Death Eaters calmed down.
They all cast admiring glances at the shadow of Voldemort in front of them.
"Your skill!"
Old Mulciber, who was the oldest and had the highest level of magic, the one who could best see the level of Voldemort's skills just now, exclaimed.
He could tell right away that this was beyond the level of modern wizards.
It is a level that can only be achieved by wizards in historical books and stories that are regarded as fallacies by most wizards.
Not even Dumbledore has reached this level!
Voldemort was not happy.
He just waved his hand in disinterest, "My current level is only temporary.
Relying on my current unique form.
If resurrected, I would just be back to a slightly stronger state than I was at my peak. "
"Then you don't need to be resurrected yet! Defeat Dumbledore and the others and then—" Old Mulciber was so anxious that he couldn't breathe in the middle of his words.
The rotten ship in his eyes suddenly turned into a luxury yacht.
He couldn't help but not be anxious.
"If I could wake up a few days earlier, I could be like you said. But now it's too late!" Voldemort flew through the air in an angry trajectory. "Now, I can feel myself every minute, every second, every moment." become weak.
But at the same time, my form became clearer.
This is a theorem that is as irreversible as the sun rising in the east and setting in the west.
When the sun rises tomorrow, I will be resurrected and return to my mortal body. "
"Is this related to the threat you mentioned?" As the only person involved who had had close contact with Voldemort, Bella guessed the answer based on the preface and his body language.
"Yes, it's a threat."
Voldemort, who was trapped in memories, showed an uncontrollable fear on his blurry face for the first time.
"That's my natural enemy! The natural enemy of my current state!
I should have woken up earlier.
You can maintain such a god-like posture without having to be reduced to a mortal!
Some time ago, I felt that it was preying on living beings that were in a similar state to mine.
A few days ago, that one even came directly to Beihai.
In order not to be noticed, I returned my thinking, which was about to regain clarity, back to chaos.
As a result, I didn't wake up until now. "
"Is that one also in Hogwarts?" Old Mulciber asked tremblingly.
He was already thinking about how to kill a Death Eater as a reward when Voldemort was gone.
"I can feel the scent of that. It's in Hogwarts."
"It?" Bella repeated.
"Yes, it. That shouldn't be a specific life.
In fact, I already guessed what it was. Voldemort paused, "Leave the sleeping dragon alone!" It is the [Dragon] in Hogwarts.
[Dragon] exists, and I have records of discovering it in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets.
It is the last bulwark of Hogwarts.
Maybe in the era of the Big Four, there were many wizards like me in my current form.
They, no, they may be those wizards called gods in history.
That makes sense!
Magic schools were not established to protect against Muggles.
But these gods.
According to the records of the Chamber of Secrets, the formation of [Dragon] is related to the establishment of the school and the gathering of wizards.
It should be a god-killing weapon created by the Four Giants through magical rituals.
Because of its birth, the wizards and wizards disappeared from history.
Some choose to be temporarily closed and fall into a long sleep.
Waiting for the future.
Or like me, you have to become a human being.
This is why I and the wizards in modern history have not discovered them before.
I only discovered their existence when living beings in a similar state to mine were being preyed upon. "
"Then how did [Dragon] activate? Is it Dumbledore? It only targets gods, right?" Old Mulcib wiped off cold sweat.
"My gut tells me it has nothing to do with Dumbledore.
It appears just for God.
My resurrection ceremony gave me the [Divine Body] by coincidence.
Because the consciousness is not clear.
Therefore, he was not targeted by [Dragon].
But those gods who chose to close themselves off and wait for the future chose to revive because they sensed the aura of the same kind.
They may have thought the threat was gone.
But no.
[Dragon] sensed God's resurgence and activated himself.
Started hunting.
In the end, it was because my consciousness gradually became clearer that I came to Beihai.
You all know the rest.
I escaped being preyed upon by returning to chaos through my mind, but I also lost my [divine body]. "
I have to move back to the company to work. I was busy moving my computer yesterday and had a dinner party.
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