Chapter 134: The dove takes over the magpie's nest

Riddle walked to the crucible, took out the Horcrux diary from his chest pocket and threw it in.

His body also turned into a ball of white light and entered the diary, sinking to the bottom of the crucible with it.

The next moment, the sparks on the crucible went out.

A stream of white steam rose up from the crucible, then sank along the edge of the crucible, quietly covering the floor of the conference room.

"I don't know if the diary will be damaged by water."

Dracula thought wickedly as he dispersed the now empty blood-colored water prison and turned to look at the trembling Death Eaters.

"I almost forgot that you people are still here." He chuckled and said, "Let's talk about it, your master abandoned you and committed suicide first. So what are you people going to do?"

The Death Eaters' expressions were very stiff.

They reunited under the returning Voldemort, not just because of the fear of the Dark Lord in their hearts...

At least in the minds of these senior Death Eaters, they thought that Dumbledore was old and Voldemort was resurrected. No one would be able to restrain and balance the Dark Lord in the future. The future wizarding world would be an era of dark magic!

And these Death Eaters, as Voldemort's "founding heroes", would be able to obtain a high status and a lot of benefits for themselves in the future.

However, to the surprise of all the Death Eaters, after Voldemort's return, a powerful Defense Against the Dark Arts professor emerged. He thwarted the Dark Lord's plans several times and caused serious setbacks for the Death Eaters' camp.

Now, this terrifying being, who was obviously also a great wizard, was looking at them with an interested expression.

Among the panic-looking Death Eaters, Lucius Malfoy, as a glorious wallflower and a colleague of Dracula who still maintained his status as a school board member, stood one step ahead of his colleagues without hesitation. come out--

"Um...where is this?"

Lucius stood up, and then performed a face-changing trick for everyone on the spot, and his whole person seamlessly transformed into a confused and confused look.

The other Death Eaters behind him also immediately understood. Their acting skills were uneven, but most of them looked dazed.

"Ah...I seem to have forgotten something..."

"Hey...how did I get here...?"

"That's not right... wasn't I taking care of the children at home just now?"

"..."

Dracula: "?"

Do these Death Eaters pretend to be so uniform and consistent? They are all talents...

Lucius, the leader, turned around a few times, looking at the meeting room in the bunker with a confused and curious expression.

When Lucius turned his attention to Dracula, he immediately made an unexpected expression, as if he had seen him here accidentally.

"Professor Dracula, it turns out you are here too!" Lucius said overjoyed, "I came to such a strange place unconsciously. I am worried about who I should contact to find out what happened!"

Dracula looked at his superb acting skills and raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile.

"It's fun to play Sting," he said with interest. "Do you really want to know what happened?"

Lucius's expression suddenly froze when he saw Dracula's raised lips, recalling the fear he felt when the originally arrogant school board was dominated by this man.

He suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Well...actually it's good for me to find the answer myself..." Lucius said softly.

"No, I'd better tell you to go faster -"

Dracula seemed to have thought of some interesting idea, and a malicious and playful smile appeared on his face.

"Do you know? With the joint efforts of you people, the notorious Voldemort was defeated." He said softly.

The Death Eaters suffered cardiac arrest and could not even continue the ongoing performance, and looked at Dracula in stunned silence.

"You were originally seduced by Voldemort and joined an evil group like the Death Eaters..." Dracula ignored the stunned people and continued to tell the improvised story, "Now, you have been inspired by justice. , choose to take the blame and make meritorious service."

"You formed an anti-Dark Lord alliance and had a fierce battle with Voldemort!"

"Just now, an extremely dangerous battle took place in this conference room - this was a battle between you, a group of reformed Death Eaters, and Voldemort. Because Voldemort had not returned to his peak strength, he was outnumbered and defeated. I fell by your hands."

"But after all, Voldemort was still a lean camel bigger than a horse. The moment before he was defeated, he cast a very powerful forgetting spell, erasing all your memories of reforming, leaving you with only your identity. Death Eater Memories."

"The purpose of Voldemort using the Oblivion Curse is to get you to return to his hands and help him make a comeback. But I know you won't. The Oblivion Curse is not completely irreversible, so you must remember that you are the anti-Dark Lord as soon as possible. The memories of Alliance members will no longer be driven by Voldemort!"

The story Dracula made up made the Death Eaters stunned.

If these Death Eaters didn't still have complete memories of that time in their minds, maybe they would really believe Dracula's lies——

The story he made up was too complete, and there was still a little bit of plausibility...

That’s outrageous!

"Ahem...Mr. Dracula, you are really humorous." Lucius smiled helplessly, "We are definitely not as great as you said..."

Just kidding, they don't dare to admit the story Dracula just made up!

Any Death Eater who has participated in this meeting knows that Voldemort will be resurrected!

Even though Voldemort burned his soul to powder, the Death Eaters were still unsure when the Dark Lord would come back.

Under such circumstances, no one dared to agree with Dracula's story, even if such a story could help them better exonerate themselves from the Ministry of Magic's interrogation.

The Death Eaters were afraid that one day the Dark Lord would suddenly return and cause trouble for those of them who had followed Dracula's words and "reform their evil ways"...

At this time, Lucius's heart also collapsed.

Merlin's beard, who would have thought that he showed that confused and doubtful expression just now just to pretend to be a wizard controlled by the Imperius Curse.

He does not have the courage to form an anti-Dark Lord alliance and then resist Voldemort as described by Dracula!

So, Lucius turned his back to the other Death Eaters behind him and kept winking at Dracula, implying that he was Dracula's "one of his own" and there was no need to mix him with those of the Dark Lord. The die-hard Death Eaters tricked him all over again.

Dracula saw the hint in Lucius's eyes, chuckled and nodded.

He wasn't prepared to push this lowly person too hard, so he just wanted to have some fun with it.

After all, in Dracula's view, there was only one undercover agent in the Death Eater camp, Snape, which was far from enough to shake Voldemort's foundation, and another one had to be sent over.

A lowly person like Lucius is very suitable.

In addition, for some unknown reason, Snape only listened to Dumbledore——

In other words, if you want to get first-hand information from Snape, you must share the information with Dumbledore.

This made Dracula very unhappy.

Therefore, pushing Lucius to continue working undercover in the Death Eater camp can be regarded as one of Dracula's long-standing plans.

In this case, Lucius was not suitable to be punished by the Ministry of Magic so severely that he would be removed from Voldemort's center of power.

Therefore, Dracula also acquiesced in his use of relationships disguised as the Imperius Curse.

"Stop being so nervous, wizards." After seeing the wonderful expressions on the faces of the Death Eaters, Dracula felt very happy and raised the corners of his mouth exaggeratedly, "I'm too lazy to deal with you, then. It’s too troublesome. More professional people will judge you later.”

As he spoke, he turned his attention to the crucible, which had begun to gradually cool down.

The last and most important step of resurrecting the potion - injecting the soul, is finally completed.

Through the white mist that gradually dissipated, a man's figure slowly rose from the crucible. He was tall, thin, and well-proportioned.

The first thing that appeared in everyone's sight was the face of Riddle in the Horcrux Diary. He had black hair and black eyes. He was handsome and handsome. The micro-expressions on his face were also mixed with some evil and coldness.

Riddle held the blank diary in his left hand, which was not affected by the potion at all, and left the huge crucible with a light jump.

The moment he jumped into the air, he quickly used the transformation technique to transform himself into a Hogwarts school robe and put it on his body, and then landed lightly on the ground.

Underneath the green-collared school robe, he also wears the attire of a Slytherin College student—a white T-shirt, a vest with green patterns, and a green striped tie.

Suddenly, Riddle seemed to return to the time when he was still in school.

That is the past that Voldemort often does not want to recall, but it is also all that Riddle remembers in the Horcrux Diary.

So the first time he put on clothes after he got his body was to put on a school uniform that looked like a student's. However, compared to the current fashion trends, the style of the school uniform should have been out of date for a long time.

"How do you feel, Assistant Tom Riddle?" Dracula asked with a chuckle.

"Very good, better than ever!" Riddle also laughed, but his voice was much more unrestrained than Dracula's.

He seemed to still not be able to believe that he had obtained a body in this way. After returning home, he kept looking up and down at every part of his body.

This is not a body that has been hastily built and assembled using soul power, but a real body that can sense everything in the outside world!

Riddle took out a wand that had been prepared long ago from the diary that had lost its soul fragment.

Hold it high above your head, unleash the magic power in your body, and release a bright and dazzling light——

Looking at this light, Dracula frowned slightly.

Judging from the upgraded version of the wand lighting spell released by Riddle, his total magic power, let alone comparing it with Voldemort at his peak, seemed to be far behind Voldemort's transformed body.

If this is the case, then the effect of this resurrection potion... is to create a corresponding body on the soul.

The potion will create a body that fits the body as much as it has the ability, which also corresponds to the shape of the soul.

From this point of view, if the person who uses this pot of potion to resurrect is Voldemort, there will not be a young Slytherin student like Riddle at all.

What is more likely is that the crucible will produce an ugly monster with no hair, narrow nostrils, and scarlet eyes...

Looking at Riddle's handsome face that had not lost its appearance, Dracula shrugged.

"Well, at least it seems that this assistant taught Bigelow to make the students more pleasing to the eye..."

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