Chapter 618 Leaving aside the facts, there is nothing wrong with them?
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Rui Chen 3499
Looking at the backs of Smith and Sato leaving, Voldemort's face still did not turn for the better.
He briefly touched Smith's soul through the unbreakable oath, but discovered a strange thing.
Sato actually used magic to interfere with Smith's soul!
A wizard who is interfered by the soul will find it difficult to notice that he is being interfered, because the so-called interference is a hint to the soul, and this hint is weaker, so it is difficult to resist.
If it wasn't for the fact that this method would take a long time, it would still be less practical than the Imperius Curse.
No wonder Smith's mental state seemed to be seriously ill, and the logic of his speech was also very abnormal. It turned out that the soul was affected by magic.
The unbreakable oath did not have much impact on Voldemort, and it was an arrangement left behind to reassure Smith and the others.
It was already an unexpected joy to get the soul of Sato who was interfering with Smith.
According to Voldemort's guess, Sato should want to completely control Smith through soul interference, and then use Smith's identity to dispatch troops and accomplish something.
"You're so careful, like a mouse!" Voldemort muttered, rubbing his chin.
He suddenly closed his eyes, and his consciousness drifted to another place—Smith's pocket.
Smith came all the way to Hogwarts, and then stepped on the long board of the magic ship from the lakeside.
The environment of the magic ship is not good. Not only are there mold spots in the cabin, but it is also covered with a not-so-thin ice shell.
Smith took out a key and unlocked one of the rooms. After looking around, he closed the door heavily.
Smith, who entered the room, took out the silver box and put it together with a colorful cloak...
Voldemort opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Very good! My guess is indeed right."
"That Riddle's soul fragment has the ability to act based on a similar principle!"
Since he fought with Riddle last time, he started research on the Horcrux again, wanting to strengthen the connection between the Horcrux and his own soul.
The despicable Hai Erbo is a dark wizard in ancient Greece. He not only cultivated the basilisk, but also the first dark wizard to create a Horcrux.
He also wrote how to make Horcruxes in the book, but only wizards with a Parseltongue can pry into the mysteries in the book and learn how to make Horcruxes.
Voldemort is such a lucky man, when he was exploring his Slytherin life experience, he accidentally discovered the Horcrux.
When he was about to leave the girls' bathroom, he ran into Myrtle by accident.
In order to prevent his secret from being discovered, he planned the death of Myrtle, and through this murder, he created the first Horcrux.
Horcruxes, a black magic tool, are so evil that future generations will basically use the same principle to create a Horcrux to save their lives.
Only Voldemort was different. He felt that one Horcrux was not enough, and he had to create seven to feel safe.
Although he hasn't produced seven horcruxes yet, if we only discuss the production experience of horcruxes, I'm afraid he has already surpassed the despicable Hai Erbo.
It is precisely because he understands Horcruxes so well that he is able to continue to expand the use of Horcruxes, for example... making his own soul connect with the soul fragments on the Horcruxes.
This is why, through the soul fragments on the resurrection stone, he can observe a series of scenes of Smith entering Hogwarts.
"If you can further control the soul, can it be done?" Voldemort closed his eyes again and started a new attempt.
Although he had made these attempts a long time ago, but now that the Horcrux Resurrection Stone really left him, he had to try again to ensure the safety of this Horcrux.
With the sound of "click", the silver box suddenly opened, and a puff of smoke suddenly rose from the resurrection stone, and the smoke quickly turned into Voldemort's appearance.
Voldemort stretched out a hand, and outlined a magic circle somewhat jerky.
"Thunderbolt explosion (confringo)!"
Just when Voldemort was about to summon the Infernal Corpse through the magic circle, a vicissitudes old man chanting a spell suddenly came from his ears, and there were obvious fluctuations in magic power around his body.
He quickly opened his eyes, and the wand was already in his hand.
A burly old man with a long beard stood in front of him, cursing, "Come into my bar! You don't even order a drink, that's how you act as a customer?"
Voldemort noticed the old man's blue eyes, and immediately thought of another old man - Albus Dumbledore.
He originally wanted to shoot directly to end the old man's life, but his arms were suddenly entwined with sparks.
This was an unbreakable oath he made with Smith. Before launching a general attack on Hogwarts, he needed to avoid being exposed by casting spells as much as possible.
Obviously, for Voldemort now, it is more important to make the Deathly Hallows his own soul.
So he put his wand back in his pocket at last, and hurried out of the Hog's Head.
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The next morning, Voldemort rose earlier than usual.
Yesterday he sent a long letter to the First Elder, wanting to discuss with the First Elder how to resolve the matter between Kong Nuo and Dumbledore.
To his surprise, the Great Elder replied very quickly this time, and made an appointment to meet him this morning.
Just as he was thinking about what kind of speech he should prepare, a loud voice suddenly appeared from outside the room.
There was not only the sound of chanting mantras, but also the dull crashing sound.
Before he could react, a Death Eater had already broken into the door, hitting the wall like a cannonball.
"You rude fellow! How dare you do this in front of the master... Ah!" Bella's voice sounded outside.
Voldemort subconsciously wanted to rub his temples first, but soon realized that he should settle the dispute outside the room first.
When he walked out of the room, he realized that only the Great Elder was left standing in the living room.
Those Death Eaters landed in different postures, except for a few who could still groan, most of the Death Eaters had fallen into a faint.
"I forgot, you can't use this trick to enter the manor, it would be more impolite." The elder said gruffly.
Before Voldemort could say anything, the Great Elder changed the subject again, "Aside from the facts, this group of people attacked me suddenly without saying hello, isn't there anything wrong?"
Voldemort began rubbing his temples, not knowing how to respond for a moment.
After a long time, he could only put aside the facts and said slowly, "It's true that my servant is not polite, why don't we go into the room and talk?"
He briefly touched Smith's soul through the unbreakable oath, but discovered a strange thing.
Sato actually used magic to interfere with Smith's soul!
A wizard who is interfered by the soul will find it difficult to notice that he is being interfered, because the so-called interference is a hint to the soul, and this hint is weaker, so it is difficult to resist.
If it wasn't for the fact that this method would take a long time, it would still be less practical than the Imperius Curse.
No wonder Smith's mental state seemed to be seriously ill, and the logic of his speech was also very abnormal. It turned out that the soul was affected by magic.
The unbreakable oath did not have much impact on Voldemort, and it was an arrangement left behind to reassure Smith and the others.
It was already an unexpected joy to get the soul of Sato who was interfering with Smith.
According to Voldemort's guess, Sato should want to completely control Smith through soul interference, and then use Smith's identity to dispatch troops and accomplish something.
"You're so careful, like a mouse!" Voldemort muttered, rubbing his chin.
He suddenly closed his eyes, and his consciousness drifted to another place—Smith's pocket.
Smith came all the way to Hogwarts, and then stepped on the long board of the magic ship from the lakeside.
The environment of the magic ship is not good. Not only are there mold spots in the cabin, but it is also covered with a not-so-thin ice shell.
Smith took out a key and unlocked one of the rooms. After looking around, he closed the door heavily.
Smith, who entered the room, took out the silver box and put it together with a colorful cloak...
Voldemort opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Very good! My guess is indeed right."
"That Riddle's soul fragment has the ability to act based on a similar principle!"
Since he fought with Riddle last time, he started research on the Horcrux again, wanting to strengthen the connection between the Horcrux and his own soul.
The despicable Hai Erbo is a dark wizard in ancient Greece. He not only cultivated the basilisk, but also the first dark wizard to create a Horcrux.
He also wrote how to make Horcruxes in the book, but only wizards with a Parseltongue can pry into the mysteries in the book and learn how to make Horcruxes.
Voldemort is such a lucky man, when he was exploring his Slytherin life experience, he accidentally discovered the Horcrux.
When he was about to leave the girls' bathroom, he ran into Myrtle by accident.
In order to prevent his secret from being discovered, he planned the death of Myrtle, and through this murder, he created the first Horcrux.
Horcruxes, a black magic tool, are so evil that future generations will basically use the same principle to create a Horcrux to save their lives.
Only Voldemort was different. He felt that one Horcrux was not enough, and he had to create seven to feel safe.
Although he hasn't produced seven horcruxes yet, if we only discuss the production experience of horcruxes, I'm afraid he has already surpassed the despicable Hai Erbo.
It is precisely because he understands Horcruxes so well that he is able to continue to expand the use of Horcruxes, for example... making his own soul connect with the soul fragments on the Horcruxes.
This is why, through the soul fragments on the resurrection stone, he can observe a series of scenes of Smith entering Hogwarts.
"If you can further control the soul, can it be done?" Voldemort closed his eyes again and started a new attempt.
Although he had made these attempts a long time ago, but now that the Horcrux Resurrection Stone really left him, he had to try again to ensure the safety of this Horcrux.
With the sound of "click", the silver box suddenly opened, and a puff of smoke suddenly rose from the resurrection stone, and the smoke quickly turned into Voldemort's appearance.
Voldemort stretched out a hand, and outlined a magic circle somewhat jerky.
"Thunderbolt explosion (confringo)!"
Just when Voldemort was about to summon the Infernal Corpse through the magic circle, a vicissitudes old man chanting a spell suddenly came from his ears, and there were obvious fluctuations in magic power around his body.
He quickly opened his eyes, and the wand was already in his hand.
A burly old man with a long beard stood in front of him, cursing, "Come into my bar! You don't even order a drink, that's how you act as a customer?"
Voldemort noticed the old man's blue eyes, and immediately thought of another old man - Albus Dumbledore.
He originally wanted to shoot directly to end the old man's life, but his arms were suddenly entwined with sparks.
This was an unbreakable oath he made with Smith. Before launching a general attack on Hogwarts, he needed to avoid being exposed by casting spells as much as possible.
Obviously, for Voldemort now, it is more important to make the Deathly Hallows his own soul.
So he put his wand back in his pocket at last, and hurried out of the Hog's Head.
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The next morning, Voldemort rose earlier than usual.
Yesterday he sent a long letter to the First Elder, wanting to discuss with the First Elder how to resolve the matter between Kong Nuo and Dumbledore.
To his surprise, the Great Elder replied very quickly this time, and made an appointment to meet him this morning.
Just as he was thinking about what kind of speech he should prepare, a loud voice suddenly appeared from outside the room.
There was not only the sound of chanting mantras, but also the dull crashing sound.
Before he could react, a Death Eater had already broken into the door, hitting the wall like a cannonball.
"You rude fellow! How dare you do this in front of the master... Ah!" Bella's voice sounded outside.
Voldemort subconsciously wanted to rub his temples first, but soon realized that he should settle the dispute outside the room first.
When he walked out of the room, he realized that only the Great Elder was left standing in the living room.
Those Death Eaters landed in different postures, except for a few who could still groan, most of the Death Eaters had fallen into a faint.
"I forgot, you can't use this trick to enter the manor, it would be more impolite." The elder said gruffly.
Before Voldemort could say anything, the Great Elder changed the subject again, "Aside from the facts, this group of people attacked me suddenly without saying hello, isn't there anything wrong?"
Voldemort began rubbing his temples, not knowing how to respond for a moment.
After a long time, he could only put aside the facts and said slowly, "It's true that my servant is not polite, why don't we go into the room and talk?"
