Chapter 617 Voldemort's Temptation
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Rui Chen 3499
"Sato, don't push yourself!" Smith slapped the table directly, "What nonsense are you talking about here?"
"Don't forget your identities! I was too friendly during this time, causing you to get carried away?"
"Sorry! Smith-san!" Sato immediately bowed ninety degrees, "I just think that since we are allies with Voldemort-san, we shouldn't keep so many."
"Hogwarts is more difficult to deal with than we imagined, and there is an alliance like Beauxbatons. I think we can be open and honest, so that we can have better cooperation with Voldemort."
It has to be said that Sato's working ability is at least on the same level as Umbridge.
With just a few words, Smith stopped getting angry and began to look at the tall Voldemort.
Although Smith's attitude eased, it made Voldemort more vigilant. A smart person is much more difficult to deal with than a rich man.
But what Smith and Sato's plans are, it doesn't really matter that much, because he has a plan of his own.
There was only one thing he needed to figure out now—where exactly was the Elder Wand.
Sato asked unhurriedly: "Smith-san, I think you have made a decision in your heart. I think that in the entire wizarding world of England, Voldemort-san is definitely the best partner!"
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Smith choked on Sato directly, but still walked down the steps Sato gave, "You already know the plan, now hand over the resurrection stone!"
Facing Smith's nonsense, Voldemort didn't bother to continue the intrigue, and directly said: "I want to know one more thing, where is the Elder Wand now?"
"You little liar!" Smith became agitated again, "I have agreed to your terms and told my purpose. Are you really not afraid of the 'unbreakable oath'?"
"I think before dying, you can still struggle, for example... throw the resurrection stone into the sea?" Voldemort said unhurriedly.
"Smith Sang, aren't we already allies with Voldemort Sang?" Sato reminded, "Dumbledore is stronger than we imagined, let alone that professor..."
"It seems that you have already met with Konno?" Voldemort was keenly aware that the so-called "professor" must refer to Konno.
Regardless of the others, the number of times he has been deflated by Kong Nuo alone has reached three times.
"Okay! Sato, from now on, can you shut up? I'm your boss!" Smith gave Sato another look.
"Sorry!" Sato bowed ninety degrees again, and then fell silent.
Smith was very pleased with this, feeling that he had taken the lead. "Indeed, that goddamn Konno! He is a problem! Can you solve this problem?"
"So it seems that the Elder Wand is in Dumbledore's hand?" Voldemort grasped the information provided by Sato.
At the same time, he was even more convinced that this Sato had absolutely no good intentions.
"I just want to know, can you solve the problem of Connor?" Smith asked impatiently, "The Elder Wand is in Dumbledore's hand."
"But if you want to get the Elder Wand, that professor named Konno is absolutely unavoidable! He will definitely help."
"Then what can I get?" Voldemort took out a silver box and slowly opened it, "I want to know this clearly...the resurrection stone is my sincerity!"
"This is the resurrection stone?" Smith looked at the black gemstone ring, "Why does it look... so ordinary?"
"Maybe I should show you the magic of the resurrection stone?" Voldemort casually drew a magic circle, and then placed the ring in the center of the magic circle.
In less than a breath, a pale corpse had already spit out from the magic circle.
"Is this a ghost?" In addition to Smith being surprised, even Sato was a little moved.
"The resurrection stone, in addition to summoning the undead, can also directly create a corpse." Voldemort intertwined his fingers and explained lightly.
"Just rely on a magic circle?" Smith asked.
"Otherwise? These are the Deathly Hallows. Their power should come from the god of death, right?" Voldemort nodded lightly, and at the same time turned his attention to Sato.
When he said "power comes from the god of death", Sato's expression changed significantly.
The Deathly Hallows is indeed more magical than imagined!If it is used as a supplement to the soul...
In Voldemort's head, a wilder and bolder idea came into being, maybe he could become the god of death!It's not just about having so-called power.
Hearing Voldemort explain how to use the resurrection stone, Smith rubbed his hands, stretching his hand towards the resurrection stone, and prevaricated:
"At that time, we can share that power with you, the power contained in the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament!"
"Hehe!" Voldemort suddenly stretched out his spider-like fingers and held the resurrection stone in front of him. "Do you think I will believe the verbal promise?"
"So what do you want?" Smith asked dissatisfied, "Another 'unbreakable oath'? Sato, you go!"
"Smith-san..." Sato showed embarrassment, "Have you forgotten? I have already concluded a round of magic contract with Voldemort-san."
"Unless this magical contract is completed, I cannot accommodate a second 'Unbreakable Vow'."
"Then finish the 'Unbreakable Vow'! Come on!" Smith urged irritably.
"Hehe!" Voldemort sneered, "Do you think I will give you the resurrection stone first, and then complete the 'unbreakable oath'?"
"What can we do then?" Smith scratched his head irritably, "Do you want me to conclude the magic contract?"
"Smith-san, why don't I find someone to come over right away?" Sato immediately gave a solution.
"Okay! You go!" Smith urged repeatedly.
"I don't have that much time to mess with you." Voldemort closed the silver box again, "Smith, right?"
"Either you and I conclude an 'unbreakable oath', or we will cooperate next time. My time is really more precious than yours!"
Ultimately, Smith was defeated and reluctantly burned the magic marks on his own arm.
However, Voldemort's expression didn't improve much, he just gently pushed the silver box over, "Sato, do you want to check it?"
Sato glanced at Smith, and finally, with Smith's nod, he checked the resurrection stone inside and out, and even made a ghost corpse himself.
In the end, the contract was reached, but the two parties didn't feel a little bit of cooperation, more like breaking up on bad terms.
"Don't forget your identities! I was too friendly during this time, causing you to get carried away?"
"Sorry! Smith-san!" Sato immediately bowed ninety degrees, "I just think that since we are allies with Voldemort-san, we shouldn't keep so many."
"Hogwarts is more difficult to deal with than we imagined, and there is an alliance like Beauxbatons. I think we can be open and honest, so that we can have better cooperation with Voldemort."
It has to be said that Sato's working ability is at least on the same level as Umbridge.
With just a few words, Smith stopped getting angry and began to look at the tall Voldemort.
Although Smith's attitude eased, it made Voldemort more vigilant. A smart person is much more difficult to deal with than a rich man.
But what Smith and Sato's plans are, it doesn't really matter that much, because he has a plan of his own.
There was only one thing he needed to figure out now—where exactly was the Elder Wand.
Sato asked unhurriedly: "Smith-san, I think you have made a decision in your heart. I think that in the entire wizarding world of England, Voldemort-san is definitely the best partner!"
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Smith choked on Sato directly, but still walked down the steps Sato gave, "You already know the plan, now hand over the resurrection stone!"
Facing Smith's nonsense, Voldemort didn't bother to continue the intrigue, and directly said: "I want to know one more thing, where is the Elder Wand now?"
"You little liar!" Smith became agitated again, "I have agreed to your terms and told my purpose. Are you really not afraid of the 'unbreakable oath'?"
"I think before dying, you can still struggle, for example... throw the resurrection stone into the sea?" Voldemort said unhurriedly.
"Smith Sang, aren't we already allies with Voldemort Sang?" Sato reminded, "Dumbledore is stronger than we imagined, let alone that professor..."
"It seems that you have already met with Konno?" Voldemort was keenly aware that the so-called "professor" must refer to Konno.
Regardless of the others, the number of times he has been deflated by Kong Nuo alone has reached three times.
"Okay! Sato, from now on, can you shut up? I'm your boss!" Smith gave Sato another look.
"Sorry!" Sato bowed ninety degrees again, and then fell silent.
Smith was very pleased with this, feeling that he had taken the lead. "Indeed, that goddamn Konno! He is a problem! Can you solve this problem?"
"So it seems that the Elder Wand is in Dumbledore's hand?" Voldemort grasped the information provided by Sato.
At the same time, he was even more convinced that this Sato had absolutely no good intentions.
"I just want to know, can you solve the problem of Connor?" Smith asked impatiently, "The Elder Wand is in Dumbledore's hand."
"But if you want to get the Elder Wand, that professor named Konno is absolutely unavoidable! He will definitely help."
"Then what can I get?" Voldemort took out a silver box and slowly opened it, "I want to know this clearly...the resurrection stone is my sincerity!"
"This is the resurrection stone?" Smith looked at the black gemstone ring, "Why does it look... so ordinary?"
"Maybe I should show you the magic of the resurrection stone?" Voldemort casually drew a magic circle, and then placed the ring in the center of the magic circle.
In less than a breath, a pale corpse had already spit out from the magic circle.
"Is this a ghost?" In addition to Smith being surprised, even Sato was a little moved.
"The resurrection stone, in addition to summoning the undead, can also directly create a corpse." Voldemort intertwined his fingers and explained lightly.
"Just rely on a magic circle?" Smith asked.
"Otherwise? These are the Deathly Hallows. Their power should come from the god of death, right?" Voldemort nodded lightly, and at the same time turned his attention to Sato.
When he said "power comes from the god of death", Sato's expression changed significantly.
The Deathly Hallows is indeed more magical than imagined!If it is used as a supplement to the soul...
In Voldemort's head, a wilder and bolder idea came into being, maybe he could become the god of death!It's not just about having so-called power.
Hearing Voldemort explain how to use the resurrection stone, Smith rubbed his hands, stretching his hand towards the resurrection stone, and prevaricated:
"At that time, we can share that power with you, the power contained in the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament!"
"Hehe!" Voldemort suddenly stretched out his spider-like fingers and held the resurrection stone in front of him. "Do you think I will believe the verbal promise?"
"So what do you want?" Smith asked dissatisfied, "Another 'unbreakable oath'? Sato, you go!"
"Smith-san..." Sato showed embarrassment, "Have you forgotten? I have already concluded a round of magic contract with Voldemort-san."
"Unless this magical contract is completed, I cannot accommodate a second 'Unbreakable Vow'."
"Then finish the 'Unbreakable Vow'! Come on!" Smith urged irritably.
"Hehe!" Voldemort sneered, "Do you think I will give you the resurrection stone first, and then complete the 'unbreakable oath'?"
"What can we do then?" Smith scratched his head irritably, "Do you want me to conclude the magic contract?"
"Smith-san, why don't I find someone to come over right away?" Sato immediately gave a solution.
"Okay! You go!" Smith urged repeatedly.
"I don't have that much time to mess with you." Voldemort closed the silver box again, "Smith, right?"
"Either you and I conclude an 'unbreakable oath', or we will cooperate next time. My time is really more precious than yours!"
Ultimately, Smith was defeated and reluctantly burned the magic marks on his own arm.
However, Voldemort's expression didn't improve much, he just gently pushed the silver box over, "Sato, do you want to check it?"
Sato glanced at Smith, and finally, with Smith's nod, he checked the resurrection stone inside and out, and even made a ghost corpse himself.
In the end, the contract was reached, but the two parties didn't feel a little bit of cooperation, more like breaking up on bad terms.
