Chapter 36: Voldemort is confused! The battle in Quirrell's office!

Years of planning and struggle finally fell into the trap of a newborn child.

How could the pretentious Voldemort accept this!

Being able to hold back and not take action was the result of his utmost restraint.

Harry stood up in confusion, not knowing why he would throw the question at a novice like him.

Little did he know that he was already on the verge of death!

Looking at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor with a frosty look on his face, for some reason, he always felt like he was seeing Snape.

Death turned his unused brain, and Harry spoke weakly.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I don't know."

"Don't know?" Voldemort was stunned for a moment.

You don’t even know how your parents died?

Is your heart too big?

He stared at Harry with suspicion and continued to ask: "What is the definition of dark magic?"

"I don't know, Professor."

"How many types of spells are there?"

"have no idea……"

"What are the necessary conditions to release the spell?"

"No...I don't know!"

Harry kept shaking his head, shaking Voldemort almost stupidly.

He couldn't believe that he would lose to a little kid who didn't have any knowledge about magic!

Voldemort could accept losing to a powerful legendary wizard like Dumbledore, or he could accept losing to a Dark Lord like Grindelwald who was sweeping across Europe.

He could even accept his defeat to a talented wizard like Yagus.

But what is this thing in front of me?

What you can’t do is what you can’t do, and what you ask is what you can’t do!

It would be a lifelong shame for him to die at the hands of such a person!

Argus looked at Voldemort's doubtful expression and tried his best to lower his head to prevent him from seeing the smile on his face.

How much magic do you expect someone who has lived in the Muggle world to know?

If he hadn't heard some information from Hagrid and Ron, he might not have even known anyone in the wizarding world!

In fact, the main reason for Voldemort's rage was that he had not collected any information about Harry.

Since he was hit by his own death curse, the main soul has been living in rats, reptiles and other creatures.

Even if he later became a parasite on Quirrell, he only thought about how to resurrect him.

I don't have the time to care about Harry's affairs at all!

Moreover, in his understanding, Harry, as a pure-blood wizard, is the savior of the wizarding world and the heir to the Potter family.

Dumbledore will definitely take good care of him.

It is not impossible to accept him as a personal disciple.

Now I don’t know anything about it, there is only one situation!

It’s just that Harry’s mud can’t hold up the wall! , idle around all day, eating and waiting to die!

Voldemort tried hard to suppress his rising anger, and gritted his teeth and said to Harry.

"Mr. Potter, five points from Gryffindor for your ignorance!"

"sit down!"

Harry felt aggrieved and didn't know what he had done wrong.

It feels like since I arrived at Hogwarts, everyone is targeting me.

Voldemort was also suffocating because of Harry.

Although he continued to attend class, he was obviously not in the same mood as before.

He reluctantly finished the class and stopped Yagus who was about to leave.

"Mr. Grindelwald, please wait a moment."

Argus looked at Voldemort warily and waved his hand, indicating that Draco and others did not have to wait for him.

Voldemort's methods are definitely not something that young wizards like them who have just entered school can resist.

They are the core strength of their future, and it is impossible to put them in danger.

"Professor Quirrell, what can I do?"

Yagus asked politely.

"I remember I said two days ago that we would meet again."

"Are you going to refuse my invitation this time?"

Seeing Argus's hesitation, Voldemort turned his attention to Draco and others not far away.

The eyes are full of meaning.

"Alternatively, you can call Malfoy and Mr. Nott together."

"With how curious they are about magic, they will definitely accept it happily."

Threat, Hongguoguo’s threat!

Voldemort's meaning was obvious.

Come with me, or I'll fool Draco and the others!

They can't have Occlumency protection like you anyway!

Argos was filled with hatred, but he didn't dare to risk Draco and the others.

Smiling and bowing.

“It’s an honor for me to be invited by the professor.”

…

Follow Voldemort all the way to Quirrell's office.

"Mr. Grindelwald, with your wisdom, you must have guessed something."

Without the obstruction of others, Voldemort no longer cared.

Strongly display the style of the Dark Lord.

The way he looked at Yagus was as if he was looking at some kind of prey, with a certain determination to win.

Yagus didn't want to reveal his innate advantage of knowing the plot, so he acted with Voldemort.

"You are not Professor Quirrell, who are you?"

"Introduce yourself. My name is Tom Riddle. You can also call me by another name."

"Voldemort!"

Yagus did not show any shock at the answer he had known for a long time.

Look at each other calmly.

"I saw it right. You are one of the few people who hear my name without fear."

Voldemort was surprised by Argus's character.

But when I thought of the other party's identity, it became clear immediately.

As the son of the Dark Lord, how could he be afraid of another Dark Lord?

"So, you called me here just to tell me your identity?"

"Of course not." Voldemort looked up at Argus while sitting on the chair.

"Mr. Grindelwald, you who carry the blood of the Dark Lord, do you just want to stay in Hogwarts and play wizard games with those mudbloods?"

"Submit to me and offer your loyalty!"

"I will take you to the top of the world!"

Argus did not speak, but looked at Voldemort quietly.

When Voldemort revealed his identity to him, he had already guessed what the other party was going to say.

Whether it was his own talent or the Saints Group, Voldemort was jealous of it.

It was normal for the other party to have the intention to recruit him.

Unfortunately, he looked down on it!

The night before yesterday, he and Voldemort were in an empty corridor, and there were not many people who knew his movements. At that time, if Voldemort took action, he would really be powerless.

But now, at least dozens of people knew that he came to Quirrell's office, and he didn't believe that Voldemort would dare to take action!

As for the Imperius Curse... he also needs to have that ability!

Occlumency is also effective against magic that invades the brain, such as the Imperius Curse, not to mention that the opponent is now in a half-dead state.

Take the soul with a hammer?

"Mr. Voldemort, my loyalty is not something you can get with a few words."

"No matter from which angle, my situation and the situation of the Saints are much better than you and your Death Eaters."

"Isn't it?"

Voldemort was not angry at what Argus said.

Even though he became cruel and bloodthirsty because of making Horcruxes, as a leader who can build such a large organization as the Death Eaters, his character is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Many things are not that he can't restrain himself.

He just doesn't want to!

He stood up and looked straight at Argus.

"Mr. Grindelwald, you know very well that everything about the Saints is built on the foundation of your father."

"But how long can he live? Three years? Five years?"

"I have always known that my father's death is a matter of time, just like..."

Argus's eyes flashed a blue light at some point, interrupting Voldemort's words.

The next second, a red light flashed.

"Disarm you!"

"It's like, I know you're going to attack me!"