Hogwarts: I Am The Only One Who Is A Cultivator

Voldemort：Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Looking at the suddenly restless plants around him, Voldemort was startled, because before that, the plants around him were all fine, as if they didn't exist.

But now, the plants seem to be able to see them.

Habit is a very scary thing. When you start to get used to something, once it starts to change, you will become at a loss.

Voldemort and the others were like that.

They had been used to not paying attention to the plants around them and just walking forward quietly. Now suddenly the plants around them could 'see' them again, which made them a little confused about what to do.

Fortunately, they were not idiots. They reacted immediately after being startled. All three of them left and raised their wands, but someone was faster than them.

"Expelliarmus!"

Voldemort: (ｷ｀ﾟДﾟ´)!!

Looking at his empty hands, Voldemort was instantly shocked and angry. He never thought that this subordinate he valued so much just now would betray him at this time.

"Do you understand what you are doing?"

Although the wand in his hand was knocked away, Voldemort was not too worried because even if he didn't have a wand, he couldn't be resisted by ordinary wizards.

Therefore, Voldemort, who had sufficient strength to back him up, had nothing to fear. He was confident that even if his subordinate really betrayed him, he could easily kill him and make him regret betraying him.

However, he soon became confused because the other party took off the mask on his face again after knocking his wand away.

When the mask he put on again after confirming who was the traitor was taken off again, Voldemort was really shocked this time, because when the mask was taken off, what he saw was a familiar face again, and it was the same face he had seen every day. A face that I see in my dreams at midnight.

"who are you!"

"How dare you face me with my youthful appearance, you... are very good!"

"Avada..."

"Front sound!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Are you speechless? Do you really want to know who I am?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, although Voldemort was very angry, he still nodded instinctively.

Seeing Voldemort nod, 'young Voldemort' had a bright smile on his face.

"You want to know? If you want to know, just say it. If you don't say it, how will I know that you want to know? I don't know that you want to know, how can I tell you what you want to know?"

Voldemort: (╬◣д◢)

Seeing the furious Voldemort, the smile on 'young Voldemort''s face became even brighter.

"Oh? You don't want to know? Since you don't want to know, I won't tell you."

Voldemort: #￥%%￥*…

Young Voldemort: I used to be a Dark Lord, and I did a lot of things that were harmful to nature and worse than animals, but now I want to be a good person, so... old me, just die and fulfill my wish.

Voldemort: I fuck you!

Voldemort: (´｀;)?

"Can I speak? I huh huh..."

Voldemort: [・_・?] ヽ(｀Д´)ﾉ

At this moment, Voldemort was really angry.

No one had ever dared to tease him like this, never!

Therefore, no matter whether the person in front of him is his Horcrux or another him, he will never let him go!

Do you really think you can subdue him by banning his speech? Do you really think he can't do magic without a wand? Naive, so naïve, he wanted the people in front of him to know what cruelty is! ! !

At this moment, Voldemort's heart erupted with an earth-shaking roar, and then 'young Voldemort' instantly flew out as if he had been hit by a speeding high-speed train, and spit out a big mouthful the moment he flew out. Blood.

As his younger self flew out, Voldemort also noticed that a delicate small porcelain bottle fell from the other party's body. When he saw the porcelain bottle falling, his younger self's face changed wildly.

Even though he was knocked back and vomited blood, even though many bones in his body were broken and he was unable to move, his young self still struggled to get back the small porcelain bottle after landing.

This immediately caught Voldemort's attention, and what his enemies valued was what he liked to destroy the most, so after Voldemort lifted the ban and took back his wand, he immediately took away the small porcelain bottle.

"That's mine! Give it back to me!"

Seeing Voldemort pick up the porcelain bottle, young Voldemort was extremely angry. Even though blood was still pouring out of his mouth, he still struggled to get up and take back the small porcelain bottle.

"You want this thing? Hahaha? If you want it, just say it? If you say it, maybe I will give it to you?"

Ye Feng: (￣ー￣)

Although he was speechless, Ye Feng had to continue acting with Voldemort.

Therefore, Ye Feng, who turned into a young Voldemort, pretended to be extremely angry, but had to suppress his anger and lowered his head, and whispered: "Please, return my porcelain bottle to me."

"He...is important to me, he's about our ideals, and you can't take that away."

Voldemort: Σ (ﾟДﾟ;)

Hearing that his 'younger self' actually gave in and said such words made Voldemort even more curious, so he threw the porcelain bottle in his hand and weighed it, and found that it should contain a thick of liquid.

Discovering that what was inside was not the kind of elixir he had only heard of but not seen before, Voldemort's interest suddenly diminished a bit, but he still used magic to open the porcelain bottle.

After the porcelain bottle was opened, the expected danger did not appear. The opened porcelain bottle was just like a real ordinary porcelain bottle. Apart from the faint smell of blood, there was nothing special about it.

"The smell of blood? Wait!"

The moment he smelled blood, Voldemort thought of a possibility, and that possibility instantly made him extremely excited.

"What's in this porcelain bottle isn't Harry Potter's blood, is it?"

"No, no, it's just an ordinary bottle of blood."

Voldemort: (✧◡✧)

Voldemort's eyes lit up when he heard these forced words.

If this bottle of blood really belongs to Harry, then even if all the Death Eaters he brought this time die, it will still be worth it, because as long as he can be fully resurrected and returned, he can have as many Death Eaters as he wants. , he can afford the loss.

It was also easy to verify whether the bottle of blood belonged to Harry, because his relationship with Harry was quite close.

In the original play, Voldemort didn't know until later that Harry was one of his Horcruxes, but here, Voldemort already knew it, so it was actually very simple for him to verify this.

Ten seconds later, looking at the porcelain bottle that was emitting a faint light, Voldemort's face was filled with excitement because he had confirmed that this was Harry Potter's blood!

Why did they deliberately enter Hogwarts? Wasn't it just to catch Harry and get his blood? Now that the blood was in hand, he didn't have to look for Harry anymore, he could just go back.

So, Voldemort casually fired Avada Kedavra at himself, who had brought Harry Potter's blood to him. When he saw the Kedavra hit the opponent, the opponent immediately erect his body and was swept away by the vines. He excitedly took the rest of his life with him. The two subordinates rushed towards the trophy not far away.

Now that they have everything in hand, it makes no sense for them to stay here, so their first priority now is to leave instead of figuring out what is going on.

However, what Voldemort didn't know was that after he left, the 'younger self' he had judged to be dead suddenly opened his eyes.

"Huh~ I finally sent it out, Lao Fu, please be more careful."