Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

“It’s really disgusting that you still show such a disgusting expression of pity.”

Life was passing away, but Voldemort had a relieved smile on his face, as if ending his own life would make him happier.

“This is a good thing, Tver.” There was a look of reminiscence in his eyes. Rather than talking to Tver, it was more like giving his last words to himself.

“Living is painful to me. Instead of bringing sin to others, dying alone should be the best destination for me.”

“You think, if there was no confidentiality law, wouldn’t my father hate my mother?”

He turned his head slightly, but saw Tver’s silence.

“Ah, I really thought too much. It’s not magic that my father hates, it’s me who hates it…”

As if he wanted to finish all his nostalgia for this world before dissipating, Voldemort seemed a little nagging.

But in the end, no matter how much you say, there will be a moment when you have to say it all.

“Master…Master…”

I don’t know when, Bella, who had seemed invisible before, staggered over and knelt down next to Voldemort in a state of confusion.

Behind him, there were many Death Eaters, silently looking at the all-powerful Dark Lord.

Seeing the sad expression on his former subordinate’s face, Voldemort finally showed a smile of relief.

“Looking back now, I seem to have made many mistakes in my life, but the only thing I don’t regret is recruiting you as my subordinates…”

The sun finally arrived belatedly, shining the first ray of sunlight in the morning, and Voldemort also completely disappeared in the light.

Tver looked at this scene with regret.

Although their goal was to overturn the Secrecy Law more arduously, it had to be said that Voldemort, as an opponent, still caused them a lot of trouble.

The most important thing is that Tver is based on his understanding of the plot, thus forming a dimensionality reduction attack on Voldemort.

But under this desperate disadvantage, Voldemort still relied on his limited power to create the greatest advantage for himself as much as possible.

To a certain extent, Voldemort fulfilled his mission well and lived up to his title of Dark Lord.

“Professor, Voldemort is really… dead?”

Harry came over at this time.

When he saw Voldemort completely disappearing, he realized that he was not as happy as he thought.

“If you are referring to Voldemort, then he is really dead and will never have a chance to be resurrected.” Tver said calmly.

Harry stretched out his hand with a complicated expression, as if trying to catch Voldemort’s dissipated ashes.

“When I was hit by Voldemort’s death curse before, I seemed to appear in… my soul?” Harry thought for a moment and felt that the professor should be able to answer his doubts.

“It was a vast white world, but the point is, I seemed to see a lot of people… no, I should say a lot of people’s souls.”

“That’s called a trance. It’s a place on the edge of life and death. What you see should be the souls that were absorbed or killed by Voldemort.” Tver explained casually.

Generally speaking, even souls and trances are not so easy to enter, otherwise Tver would have gone shopping long ago.

But Voldemort’s soul, to be honest, after absorbing so many souls, even he probably couldn’t figure out what his situation was.

The trance itself is a very mysterious place. It is abnormal and abnormal, so it is normal for the situation Harry described to occur.

Harry nodded, but he had more things on his mind.

“There, in addition to many ignorant ordinary people, I also met my parents and even Peter Pettigrew…”

“Oh?” Tver was surprised.

However, considering that this may be a confusing fantasy belonging to Harry and Voldemort, it is understandable that these characters appear.

“Then what is Voldemort doing? If you two enter the trance, then he must be there, right?”

“Yes.” Harry hesitated, as if Voldemort’s state was difficult to describe.

“He…he’s just a skeleton? Or maybe it’s like a bloody baby?”

“Peter Pettigrew said that Voldemort’s remaining soul is very fragile, and after adding his curse, it is almost too weak to be defeated.”

“So he was bullied in the trance?” Tver asked an obvious question.

“He was crying, crying very miserably.”

Facing the sun, Harry squinted his eyes slightly, but only a small part of it was revealed, and his inner entanglement could be seen.

Tver pondered for a moment, and finally understood Harry’s current mood.

“It’s good to have sympathy for the weak, Harry, but Voldemort doesn’t need your sympathy, and he won’t understand it.”

“This is the life he chose. Whether it is good or bad, he will not regret it.”

Hearing Tweel’s words, Harry had no feelings yet, but Bella and the others next to him trembled, and the expressions on their faces became more complicated.

Tver ignored them. Without Voldemort, the Death Eaters whose hearts were scattered could no longer attract his attention.

“Let’s go, there are many people waiting for us over there.”

“A lot of people?”

Harry was stunned for a moment, turned around and saw that during the time when the professor was fighting Voldemort, more people came to watch the battle.

The werewolves led by Lupine greeted everyone solemnly, but they did not expect that the students were so excited about Professor Lupine’s return that they surrounded him;

The earliest rebellious Death Eaters and pure-blood family members sneaked in under the leadership of Lucius. Although they were a little embarrassed, they cautiously got into the crowd and nervously grabbed their children and asked questions;

There are also some, Ian Russell, wearing a luxurious suit, and his business partners from various countries in the world, chatting excitedly and enviously with the students;

The hard-working elves, under the leadership of Professor McGonagall, began to clean up the mess and take care of the guests, which attracted some “audiences” to marvel.

“Please think about it, Mr. Elf, as long as you are willing to work for me, I am willing to pay you double, no, five times your original salary!”

Ian Russell held Dobby’s little hand enthusiastically, with the momentum of never letting go unless he agreed, and Dobby was anxious to get around.

But fortunately, Professor McGonagall rescued him and the other elves with a cold expression.

“I finally understand why the professor keeps demanding payment for the elf. According to future trends, wizards will probably never have the opportunity to have an elf as a servant.” Harry complained helplessly.

Tver shook his head.

“You are too one-sided, Harry. In fact, wizards are the biggest beneficiaries after overturning the Statute of Secrecy.”

In a short period of time, magic resources are destined to be unable to benefit all mankind, but on the contrary, the technological resources that wizards can enjoy are real.

If there are smart wizards who seize the opportunity in the next wave, it will be easy to give birth to several of the world’s top… magic giants?

Of course, whether the wizards intend to actively integrate or passively muddle along, it has nothing to do with Tver.

He has created opportunities, but whether they can seize them or not depends on the wizards’ own efforts.