Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 913: Escaped a calamity

After Wormtail left, Voldemort, who was thinking about his next plan, suddenly felt uneasy. He was possessed by the big mouse and suddenly raised his head to look around, with red eyes flashing in the mouse's eyes.

It should be safe here, what did I overlook?

At this moment, there were some small noises outside.

"Wormtail is back?"

Voldemort's sense of unease grew, knowing that it was probably not Wormtail.

"Good evening Tom, I know you're hiding in here."

The wooden door of the hall was squeaked open, and a familiar and unpleasant voice rang in the corridor outside, and Dumbledore walked in with a glowing wand.

Voldemort's mood sank to the bottom. He never thought Dumbledore would be here.

An inexplicable feeling of suffocation arises spontaneously.

Not long ago, I was blocked by Dumbledore, and my original plan was completely disrupted. Nagini was also beheaded, and he was driven to flee.

I didn't expect to be blocked by Dumbledore again.

"Found you." Dumbledore raised his wand and shook it gently.

Voldemort only felt his body suddenly float, the whole person, no, it should be said that the whole mouse seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force, struggling weakly in the air, which looked very funny.

Voldemort, who originally wanted to take advantage of the possessed mouse to hide, never thought that he would be easily found by Dumbledore.

"It really surprises me, it's so embarrassing that you have become like this."

Dumbledore stared at the mouse in front of him, which he was sure was possessed by Voldemort. As for Voldemort's possession itself, he had seen it in Quirrell years ago.

Dumbledore waved his wand and watched one after another of the magic mouse flying towards the sky. After trapping it completely, Voldemort gave up his struggle completely.

He finally stopped pretending.

"Dumbledore!"

Voldemort's remnant was abruptly ripped from the rat and rushed out of the cage built by Dumbledore.

He floated in the void like a ghost, gnashing his teeth at the old man in front of him.

"Good evening Tom." Dumbledore greeted Tom Riddle happily, as if he had run into a familiar friend on the way.

"How did you find me?" Voldemort asked Dumbledore through gritted teeth.

"I've been following the Muggle newspapers, you killed a Muggle named Frank Bryce here in August, didn't you!" Dumbledore said lightly, "and It's old Tom's home again, and I'm not surprised that you're hiding here."

With that said, Dumbledore waved his wand and fired a golden spell at Voldemort's remnant, trying to destroy Voldemort.

He didn't do anything during this period of time. He read many ancient books, looking for magic to deal with ghosts, wandering spirits, and souls.

Of course Dumbledore knew that it would be difficult to kill Voldemort without destroying the Horcruxes, but anything is possible, you have to try it.

That's why he tried so hard to test the weakness of Voldemort's remnant soul. Even if he failed, it didn't matter, and he could mislead Voldemort.

Voldemort's remnant turned a blind eye to the magic as expected, and the spell passed through Voldemort's body, blasting a large hole in the wall.

Voldemort floated directly to the hole blown by the spell, and scoffed, "You don't want to kill me, Dumbledore."

Two more spells came flying, but all of them had no effect on Voldemort, as if Voldemort were a phantom.

"Perhaps, you need a more powerful spell than this."

Voldemort looked down at Dumbledore indifferently and sneered, "However, I remember you don't seem to like using dark magic, why don't you give it a try? Haven't you always wanted to kill me? Don't tell me you Can't use black magic?"

As soon as the voice fell, more spells flew towards Voldemort who was floating in the air, but all those spells passed through Voldemort and could not really hurt Voldemort.

"Useless Dumbledore, useless, I know you're looking for my weakness, but it's useless..." Voldemort laughed wildly, as if all the grievances he had accumulated over the past few days were vented at this moment .

No way, Voldemort has been so aggrieved these days, he needs to let it out, lest he be hurt by his anger.

"I'm curious, what exactly are you now?" Dumbledore was not angry, but looked at Voldemort with interest. "Wraith, Wraith? Or neither?"

"What am I?" Voldemort was silent for a moment, then suddenly showed a weird expression, "Actually, I don't know, but I know I'm still alive, and that's enough."

"Alive? Are you sure you're still alive?" Dumbledore looked at Voldemort with pity, and said softly, "Few people think this way, Tom, less and less, and a happier death."

"There is nothing worse than death, Dumbledore!" roared Voldemort.

"Death is just another great adventure." Dumbledore waved his wand, propping up a large barrier that enveloped the hall.

"It's easy to say, then why don't you die now?" Voldemort sneered. "If you die now, I agree with you."

"I've been told you never try to convince anyone, it's too hard, you'll never be able to convince them," Dumbledore said quietly, "So, I never expected to convince you, I I'm just telling you the truth."

"Hahaha, hypocrite." Voldemort gave Dumbledore a contemptuous glance and left the house directly through the magical barrier. When Voldemort came out through the roof, he found that the whole house was surrounded by a layer of magical enchantment.

At this moment, Voldemort understood.

Dumbledore didn't come for him, but for Wormtail, and they were clearly aware of their dire situation.

After losing his body, Voldemort couldn't help himself because every spell that could help him required the use of a wand.

Therefore, a loyal servant is very important. As long as there is a loyal servant, he can let the other party use the magic he has researched to help him recreate a fleshy body.

If he loses his loyal servant again, he will once again lose his chance to make a comeback.

Luckily for Wormtail, because he went out to deliver a message to Barty, he got away with it, otherwise Arthur, Sirius and Kingsley would spread a barrier outside and cover the whole house, even Peter. Don't try to run away.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed, Wormtail is not here." Voldemort glanced at Dumbledore, rushed into the dark sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Is that Voldemort?"

Sirius looked in the direction of Voldemort's disappearance with an unsightly expression.

"I feel like he's a ghost." Arthur's face turned pale. This was because he was so close to Voldemort. That guy was so ugly.

"It's not a ghost, a ghost can't easily pass through here." Kingsley said in a low voice, "It feels a bit like a ghost, maybe we can consider a dementor."

"Dementors?"

Both Arthur and Sirius were stunned.

"The Dementor can **** human souls, maybe it can **** Voldemort's soul too," Kingsley explained to the pair, "That form should be weak, and if we're lucky, maybe can succeed."

"It's a good idea, but I think it's difficult." Dumbledore was not optimistic about Kingsley's idea, "not to mention that there is no magic that can effectively restrain Voldemort, even if he wants the Dementors to **** it away. Voldemort's soul, I'm afraid he will have to wait for him to recover."

"Maybe, we can start with Peter, I'm sure Peter will return to Voldemort, if we use the Imperius Curse to control Peter, maybe we can... ." Sirius' eyes flickered dangerously, "We can use the potion to fascinate Voldemort, and then let the dementors **** Voldemort's soul and destroy it completely.

"Voldemort is the Master of the Mind, few people can deceive him, and it's not easy to find Peter Pettigrew now." Dumbledore was still not optimistic about this seemingly promising plan.

"Shall I reveal this to the Ministry of Magic and have them send Aurors to stare at it?" Kingsley asked Dumbledore for advice.

"I don't think they'll come back." Arthur didn't think it was a good idea, and if Voldemort did come back, the people watching here would probably be in danger.

Faced with dark wizards and even the more dangerous Death Eaters, wizards at the Ministry of Magic are no match at all, not even Death Eaters.

"He just said Peter Pettigrew wasn't here." Kingsley grabbed the point again, "I suspect Peter Pettigrew just left."

"Perhaps, Voldemort has any way to inform their subordinates?" Sirius is also not optimistic about letting people stay here and ambush Peter.

But Sirius wouldn't mind leaving the job to the Ministry of Magic at all.

"Where do you think the final cemetery will be?" Sirius paid more attention to the prophecy. "Will it be the village's public cemetery?"

"But why a cemetery?" Arthur asked rhetorically, "What can be in a cemetery?"

"Coffins, bones, tombstones, ashes?" Kingsley didn't understand either. He decided to go back and stab the matter to the Ministry of Magic and have someone there to monitor the place.

"It seems that our luck is not very good!"

Dumbledore is also very helpless. If they can meet Peter, they don't have to guess like this. They can easily obtain information if they pour some Veritaserum into Peter Pettigrew.

At the same time, Peter Pettigrew, who had just gotten food from the Muggle supermarket, suddenly shivered with his hands on his shoulders, and an inexplicable sense of anxiety surged in his heart. He looked around nervously, silently. The sound turned into a mouse and hid.

I don't know how long it took, but after confirming that the surroundings were safe, Peter couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly picked up the food he had thrown away and Apparated and left the supermarket.

Before returning to Riddle House, Peter deliberately went around a few places and threw off a possible tail and appeared outside the village of Little Hangleton. He found that there were signs of wizard activities around Riddle House. Peter Dwarf was terrified.

Moreover, as soon as Peter Apparated, he triggered the wizard's alarm mechanism, almost stunned him, and hurriedly Apparated and ran away.

Thanks to Peter being very decisive when he ran, otherwise he would have been blocked by Aurors.

"Peter Pettigrew is actually hiding here."

The two Aurors glanced at each other, and both saw the annoyance in each other's eyes that they had missed this good opportunity and allowed Peter Pettigrew to escape.

This is not good news.

In order to prevent being tracked back by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, Peter Pettigrew Apparated several times in a row, and finally escaped to a remote coast, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Peter's mind is still blank. He doesn't understand how and where the Auror could be.

Where's the Dark Lord?

He somewhat regretted leaving the Dark Lord in Riddle House instead of carrying it in his pocket.

What should I do now?

Peter Pettigrew's mind is in a mess, and he doesn't know what to do now.

In the end, after hesitating, Peter turned into a mouse and sneaked back to Riddle's House quietly. He believed that those Aurors should not monitor where they were going after seeing them running away, at least they would relax their surveillance.

The dark magic used by the Dark Lord to restore his body obviously requires the use of his father's bones. Peter believes that the Dark Lord will not give up on this. Perhaps, the Dark Lord is hiding somewhere in that house.

Peter really guessed right. After Voldemort was driven away by Dumbledore, he quietly returned, and he possessed a mouse and hid in the house waiting for Peter's arrival. Voldemort can't talk to him now. His most loyal servant lost contact, and he still needed to use the strength of the other party to restore his body, and the feeling of suffocation came back.

Barty Crouch Jr., who was affected by this incident, was actually very embarrassed~IndoMTL.com~ Because the old Barty's house was kicked by Dumbledore, all the medicinal materials originally hoarded were confiscated by the Ministry of Magic. Little Barty, who has lost the supply of raw materials, has already experienced a shortage of materials.

Although Barty's stockpiles are still enough for him to use for two months, what should he do after two months?

The brewing time of the compound potion is very long, so you can't run away in advance just because the compound potion is used up?

That's ridiculous.

Moreover, he himself is now being targeted by Dumbledore, and he has no time to get those medicinal materials. Peter promised to prepare a compound potion for him, but an accident happened that day.

The only good news is that Peter is still alive, Barty Jr. doesn't know where the guy is hiding.

Barty Jr. is now considering whether to leave Hogwarts. If the Dark Lord can't fully arrange before the Triwizard Tournament, it will not help him even if he takes Harry Potter in the end, he will only get himself into in danger.

Moreover, Dumbledore had begun to doubt him.

Barty Jr. knew very well that once he revealed a flaw one day, Dumbledore would be the first to see the flaw, and he didn't even have a chance to escape.

"We must prepare in advance," Moody muttered, putting down the Daily Prophet in his hand.

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