Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

707. Chapter 703 Voldemort's Story

    A silence, then Lucius Malfoy walked out, his trembling voice rang from under the mask.

    "Master, the omnipotent master, we are eager to know, begged you to tell us how you accomplished this, this miracle, and returned to us…"He respectfully said, glanced at the Vampire called Durand.

    Voldemort You just mentioned the help of Vampire, and all Death Eaters are curious about it.

    What role does Vampire play in it, and what is their agreement with Voldemort's? !

    In addition, the Death Eater, who has been hiding in Hogwarts to help Voldemort successfully resurrect, everyone wants to know.

    Not surprisingly, he will be the one who is most trusted and trusted by Voldemort, the object they need to tie up.

    Past experience tells them that it is not realistic to directly please Voldemort, and there is hope from those who get his attention.

    Like Lucius Malfoy, there are not a few Death Eaters with their own calculations.

    "Speak long, Lucius!"Voldemort said, showing a cruel smile. "The beginning and end of this story are related to my little friend."

    He walked lazily to Harry, and the eyes of the whole circle fell on both of them.

    The snake continued to wander there, and it seemed that he wanted to eat Ivan first.

    From a close look, Ivan can now clearly see what Voldemort is now.

    His skin is paler than cockroaches, but it is not smooth, but it is very rough, like a snake full of whitened scales, especially on the head without hair, skin color is gloomy, red, with people Disgusting complex lines.

    The flatter snake face is the most eye-catching and the most fearful of those eyes.

    Voldemort's eyes sparkled with blood red, and Ivan suddenly thought of seeing the raven's eyes in the Merpeople statue not long ago.

    There are no feelings in the empty eyes, and some are just bloodthirsty, crazy and cruel.

    His eyes are two slits, like the eyes of a cat, it is very uncomfortable to be watched.

    There is also a flat nose, just two slits, as if there is no such thing…

    Ivan is a bit confused, Voldemort is like this, because of the result of transforming himself with those dark magic?

    Or is it just the sequelae of the resurrection of magic? Or, both?

    "Of course you know that they said that this boy is my nemesis, isn't it?"Voldemort whispered, his red eyes staring at Harry, and Harry's scar was so hot that he almost screamed. "You all know that on the night I lost magic power and body, I wanted to kill him." His mother died to save him, and he inadvertently gave him some protection. I admit that this was something I did not expect. I can't touch this boy. ”

    Voldemort's cold fingertips, sticking out a slender, pale finger, touched his skin, and his headache seemed to blow up.

    Voldemort chuckled in his ear, removed his fingers and continued to speak to the Death Eaters.

    "Friends, I admit that I am miscalculated. My spell was bounced back by the stupid sacrifice of the woman and bounced back to myself. ”Voldemort snorted and closed his eyes. "Ah, that kind of pain is more than everything, and nothing can resist it." I was stripped of the flesh, not as good as ghost, and worse than the humblest soul…"

    "Yes, I am still alive, but what am I? I don't know until now…"Voldemort opened his terrible eyes again. "I am far from anyone who walks on the road of longevity. You know my goal and conquer death. Now that I have been tested, it seems that at least one or two of my experiments have worked, because I am not dead, even though the spell is fatal. However, I am as weak as the weakest creature, there is no way to help myself, I have no flesh, and every spell that can help me needs to use wand…"

    "I remember that in the days and nights that couldn't be combined, I just forced myself to live again and again. I hid in a distant forest and waited for my loyal Death Eaters to find me. ”Voldemort said, looking around, "I used to believe that there will be someone who uses magic that I can't do, and I am a flesh, but I waited, and I waited for thirteen years in vain… .."

    The Death Eater circle made another chill, and Voldemort let the horror escalate in silence.

    "I only had one magic left, I can attach it to others. But I dare not go to a crowded place, because I know that Auror is still looking for me everywhere, they know that I am in the forest, Dumbledore did not give up the plan to completely eliminate me! ”Voldemort said slowly, "I sometimes attach to animals, and snakes are of course my favorite." But they are not much better than pure ghosts, because their bodies are not suitable for magic, and my possession shortens their lifespan, they have not lived for a long time…"

    "Later, four years ago, my resurrection seemed to have hope. A young, stupid, easy-going wizard walked into the forest where I settled, and it happened to be hit by me. Oh, that seems to be the opportunity I dreamed of because he is a teacher at Dumbledore School! ”Voldemort said.

    Both Ivan and Harry knew that he was referring to Quirrell, Harry's Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor in his first year.

    "He is very easy to be manipulated by me. He brought me back to this country. Later I attached to him, closely monitored him and guided him to execute my orders. But my plan failed. I didn't steal Philosopher's Stone. I can't guarantee that I will not die. I was defeated and was defeated by Harry Potter! ”

    There was another silence, no trace of movement, and even the leaves were still.

    The Death Eaters were motionless, with the eyes of the shines like starlight on the mask staring at Voldemort and then staring at Harry.

    "The servant died after I left his body, and I became as weak as before."Voldemort continued, "I am going back to that distant hiding place. I don't want to boast about you, saying that I didn't worry that I couldn't recover magic power anymore." Yes, it may be my darkest period. I can't hope that another wizard will come to the door, and I no longer imagine which Death Eater cares about my situation! ”

    One or two wizards in the circle moved uncomfortably, but Voldemort ignored it.

    "Then, less than a year ago, when I almost gave up hope, hope finally came out!"Voldemort paused and continued, "I am waiting for a group of Vampire, a group of Vampires with the same great ancestors as me!"