Chapter 526: Kidnap Me? Wouldn't Someone Really Give Away Someone's Head Like This?

"You mean, let me surrender to them?" A hoarse voice came from a simple bed.

Bella was lying on the bed beside the bed. After she heard Voldemort's unhappy tone, she quickly explained in a low voice: "That's not the case. This is not what I said, Master. This is what the people who saved us said."

"Do you know who they are?" Voldemort asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, Master, I only know that the person who came to see me is really... very powerful..." Bella thought of the scene when she faced the red cloak that day, and still felt a little embarrassed.

Voldemort was silent. He knew Bella very well. He knew that Bella was an extremely crazy woman and no one could control her except himself.

Even Dumbledore couldn't do it, but that person was able to control her... In other words, that person's ability should not be underestimated.

However, thinking about it, without two brushes, how could one easily incite the dementors to riot and then calmly rescue the prisoners of Azkaban?

"Show me that ring." Voldemort held out a small, misshapen hand.

During this time, Bella and Rodolphus used dark magic and potions to temporarily create a weak body for Voldemort.

However, although this physical body is weak, it is already much better than the snake possessed before.

Every moment, he felt that his strength was slowly recovering, and at the same time, his confidence was also gradually recovering.

Bella handed over a ring left by the red cloak. This ring was originally right next to the line that said Voldemort's trace.

The message left by the red cloak said that if Voldemort surrendered to him, he would wear this ring.

Voldemort looked at the ring in his hand, a trace of anger flashing in his slender eyes.

"How dare he enslave my soul!" Voldemort roared angrily.

Bella was almost frightened to death by Voldemort's words, "That ring... that ring... as long as you wear it, you will be enslaved to Kanghun?"

"Haha..." Voldemort laughed angrily and threw the ring to the ground.

"Only others have ever surrendered to me, and no one has ever dared to ask me to surrender!" Voldemort said coldly: "I must be resurrected as soon as possible!"

Although that person asked him to surrender, which made him very angry, that person was indeed powerful.

Therefore, he must find his strength as soon as possible! Otherwise, he will be a fish lying on someone else's chopping board! Let others slaughter him!

Voldemort was still very confident in his own power. After all, in the era when he was rampant, only Dumbledore, the old dog, could fight with him.

Next, if he is resurrected according to his ideas, he will definitely be more powerful than before!

After being depressed for more than ten years, he was resurrected! Voldemort himself felt that he was now terrifyingly powerful! His wand was already thirsty and thirsty!

"Master, what should we do now? Should we contact our former companions?"

"No! Before I get my strength back, I can't contact anyone! In addition to the guys who rescued you, I feel that there is another wave of people who want to kill me. So don't expose your whereabouts easily!" "Calm down Voldemort!" said.

"Another wave of people?"

"Don't you remember? That day in the Albanian forest, someone started fighting near us. If I guess correctly, one party is the one who saved you, and the other party is the one who came to take my life."

"Is it Dumbledore?"

"It's not Dumbledore. I'm very familiar with his fighting style. It seems that he doesn't have such a decisive spirit to take people's lives... I felt the overly strong fighting emotions on both sides in that battle. This It's a life and death fight! Dumbledore would not have such emotions... He is too noble to even kill a chicken... a hypocritical coward!"

"Why are you so sure that the two people who fought were coming for us? What if we just happened to meet..." Bella said cautiously.

"How can there be so many coincidences in this world? The person who wants me to surrender thinks that I am of some benefit to him, so he will definitely protect us before I fail to create value for him. Moreover, he knows my whereabouts! In other words, when you were looking for me, he must have been watching you!"

Voldemort analyzed calmly, "Besides, the timing was really coincidental... As soon as you found me, there were people fighting next to me... That kind of movement was enough to prove that the person who came here was not an ordinary person. .”

"So, there is only one possibility, and that is that a third party came to kill me, and the person who rescued you stopped him."

Bella immediately became nervous, "Then let's find a place to hide right away!"

"No need... the red cloak you mentioned will help us block the third party. Because the red cloak knows our current whereabouts completely. He wants to use me

Then I might as well make use of them. Voldemort said calmly.

Although he was in a very passive situation now, Voldemort was not panicked at all.

Because he still doesn't know that his Horcrux has been completely destroyed.

Therefore, he believed that he was still immortal.

Therefore, even if the third party comes, or if the red cloak wants to fuck him, he is not afraid at all. At most, he will just lurk again and wait a few more years. At that time, he will trick a fool like Quirrell into helping him. He can still make a comeback!

As for the lives of Bella and Rodolphus? Those are things that can be discarded!

"So, Master, what do we need to do for your resurrection?"

Upon hearing this, Voldemort immediately became energetic, "First... I want that boy's blood!"

"That boy? Who?"

"Harry Potter!" Voldemort spat out the name harshly.

This little kid with no hair on his head actually defeated the great Voldemort? What a shame!

To this day, Voldemort can still clearly remember the despair and unwillingness he felt in his heart when his life-killing curse was rebounded that night more than ten years ago...

"I need the blood of my enemies." Voldemort said while holding back his anger.

"Harry Potter... After we escape from Azkaban, Dumbledore will definitely strengthen Harry Potter's protection. It may be difficult for us to get close..." Bella said with some hesitation.

Harry Potter has a great name, and the meaning of his existence is also very great.

Therefore, there was never a shortage of people around him to protect him secretly. When he was a child, those wizards would take the opportunity to say hello to him, but Harry himself didn't notice.

Now that Bella and the others have escaped from prison, there is no reason why Dumbledore will not strengthen Harry Potter's protection.

"Since it's the blood of the enemy, then I'll find someone else for you, Master. Resurrection first...Bella said after considering her words.

Voldemort has too many enemies. It can be said that if you catch a lot of them, you might catch anyone randomly in Diagon Alley and they all have a grudge against Voldemort. This is the safest thing to do.

"No, Bella. I have to use Harry Potter's blood. Only in this way can my death spell be effective on him! His mother, that girl... accidentally triggered an ancient guardian magic. , which makes me unable to touch him.... However, I must kill him with my own hands! Otherwise......"

A large part of the reason why Voldemort is so obsessed with Harry Potter is that he still remembers the original prophecy.

What a coincidence, Harry Potter was able to defeat him even before he could walk! This made him believe in that prophecy!

Therefore, according to the prophecy, one of him and Harry must fall under the wand of the other!

If he hadn't been resurrected with Harry's blood, even if he defeated Harry, he would definitely repeat the same mistakes he made more than ten years ago!

Unless he is willing to wait a few years until Harry reaches adulthood, and then the ancient guardian magic in his blood disappears...

However, not to mention that Voldemort couldn't wait any longer, even his current situation forced him to resurrect as soon as possible! Get his power back!

Therefore, getting Harry Potter's blood became a task that had to be completed in a short time!

Bella gritted her teeth and thought, isn't it Harry Potter? She fought hard!

"Master, besides the boy's blood, what else do you need?"

"I still need......"

"Click!" The dilapidated door was pushed open instantly, and Rodolphus ran in in a hurry.

"What are you doing!" Bella looked at Rodolphus angrily. This guy actually barged in so rudely and interrupted her most respected master!

"No...it's not..." Rodolphus was so frightened by Bella that he shivered, "There is an extra pair of bones outside for no reason... ..and ten more messages....

Rodolphus glanced at Voldemort fearfully, "That's a message to the master..."

The room fell silent for a moment, and after a long time, Voldemort said in a hoarse voice: "Bella, take me to see..."

Bella nodded, quickly stood up, and hugged Voldemort...

At this time, Voldemort looked extremely weird, like a baby covered in venomous snake scales.

In the original work, he used Nagini's venom to give himself a temporary body.

But now, Voldemort no longer has Nagini, so he has to use the venom of other poisonous snakes instead, so the effect is actually not that good.

The Voldemort in the original book can already cast spells, but the current Voldemort... is still a waste who cannot cast spells...

Soon, Bella carried him out of the living room.

This room is actually a travel tent [prepared specially when it was pulled out.

Now, they have moved the tent bomb to a secret place to hide it.

Rodolphus had been out on guard all the time.

Therefore, he said that there was an extra corpse outside for no reason, and there was also a message... It was almost impossible here.

Rodolphus is also a powerful character. People have to do so many things under his nose unless he is dead.

But now, that's the truth.

In the living room of the tent, a dark skeleton lay quietly on the ground, and on the table next to it, there was an inscription on the table.

"I know you won't surrender easily. It's okay. I will wait for you. When you fall into despair, you can then consider whether to wear that ring. By the way, these are your father's bones. If I guessed correctly, You need this for your resurrection, don’t you?”

After Voldemort read it, he was silent for a while and then started to sneer.

However, he immediately ordered: "Rodolphus, keep this corpse... I will really use it when I resurrect...

Bella was a little regretful. In his opinion, since Red Cloak wanted to help his master resurrect and he was so powerful, why didn't he help get the boy's blood?

In fact, it was entirely because Dracula didn't know that Voldemort would be so stubborn... He had to use Harry Potter's blood to resurrect him. In his opinion, if he just found an enemy and took the blood, Voldemort would be resurrected almost immediately!

Besides, it was a great help for me to deliver this skeleton to him before the lunatic from the Fourth Natural Disaster. And you asked him to help take blood? Do you think I, Dracula, look like a nanny?!

"Yes... I'm sorry, Master... I'm really... really not distracted. I've been here to take a look... but... ...I don’t know why, in the blink of an eye

And then there are all these things..." Rodolphus was dumbfounded.

On the one hand, he was afraid that the other party could do so many tricks so easily under his nose without him knowing it. In other words, he could be killed at any time and he didn't even know what was going on.

On the other hand, he was worried that Voldemort would punish him. No one knew better than him how cruel Voldemort was back then.

"It doesn't matter, Rodolphus...it doesn't matter...Bella, just give him a little punishment. We still have a lot to do next... "

"Yes, Master..." After Bella carried Voldemort back to the room, she turned around and walked out with her wand.

"Bella...Bella what are you going to do?"

"Of course I'll give you a little punishment..."

"T..."

“Heart-breaking and bone-cutting! 11

"DBA...'

Godric Valley.

Rebecca excitedly ran into Blake's room holding the Daily Prophet.

"Brother Blake! You are so awesome! News about you is all over the newspapers!"

Blake was studying an address book. After hearing Rebecca's words, he took off his alchemy glasses and took a look at the newspaper.

Blake's photo was printed on the front page of the newspaper.

The title clearly read, "The youngest professor in the history of Hogwarts——Blake Green!"

Blake scratched his head. It seemed that the news had leaked that he would be a professor at Hogwarts next semester.

Hmm...Looking at this page and the level of bragging...it seems that Grindelwald is quite satisfied with that wand.

No need to guess even Blake 3.5, Grindelwald must have been too excited, and then let the "Daily Prophet" find a reason to praise himself...

It just so happened that Grindelwald knew about his becoming a professor next semester, and it was Dumbledore who stole the idea from him! So...

"The most outstanding and youngest genius in history..." Rebecca read the newspaper, and her eyes lit up involuntarily.

She doesn't have any bad intentions. She is happy whenever anyone praises Blake's brother!

However, her thought made Blake feel embarrassed. There's nothing I can do about it, Rita Skeeter is a woman who's good at swearing, and dying is even more outrageous.

Even Blake, who is so shameless, can't stand it.

"Rebecca, why don't you... stop reading it now. 11

"No, just read it!" Rebecca continued to read with enthusiasm, "Because Blake Green has made great achievements in alchemy, even the greatest legendary alchemist Nico Flamel praised him for this. This disciple is a student who excels... Hogwarts changed the alchemy course that was originally available after the sixth grade to an elective course for the third grade, and the young Blake served as the professor...

Blake sighed helplessly and allowed her to continue reading.

With the addition of myself as a variable, the plot is completely different now.

Professor Lupine, who would have resigned, now continues to serve as Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and Voldemort's original curse seems to have expired.

Therefore, the only new professor next semester is myself...

Hiss...wait a minute, according to the principle that something will happen to a new professor...could it be that I will be the one who gets into trouble next semester?

This holiday, no one will attack me, lock me up like the original Moody, and then impersonate me, right? No way? No way?

Giving away someone's head out of spite, right? If you dare to give away, I will accept it!