Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

"Whoosh."

The figures of Voldemort, Neville, and Luna and his daughter suddenly appeared in a mist-shrouded valley.

"Hiss~~It's so cold here."

Lovegood shuddered and said uncomfortably.

Voldemort gave him a false smile, and then strode deeper into the mist to get it.

Neville hurriedly followed. He looked the most flustered, while Luna was much calmer.

"Whoosh."

A magic spell suddenly shot out from the thick fog.

Voldemort didn't even reach for his wand, he just waved his hand and the curse was knocked aside.

The two children still couldn't understand what this meant, and Lovegood's eyes widened in surprise.

"Sister Carlotta, it's me, Voldemort."

Voldemort stopped and shouted into the mist.

"Carlotta Pinkstone?" Lovegood asked in surprise.

The witch he was talking about was the person whose picture was on the chocolate frog.

"Yes, when I was in first grade and my senior was in fifth grade, we agreed on many points of view."

Voldemort said, looking at the two children again, "Senior Sister Carlotta looks a little weird, but she is not cruel, so there is no need to be afraid."

"Really Tom?"

The old man's trembling voice came, and then everyone saw a human-shaped fog approaching them.

"Don't be afraid, Senior Sister Carlotta never takes the initiative to harm others."

Voldemort hurriedly said something to a few people, and then looked at the fog, "Senior sister, do you want me to catch you out of the fog?"

"Hahaha, it's really little Tom."

The mist stopped and stood in front of Voldemort. The flowing mist nose almost touched his nose. "How do you stay young, little Tom? This method is worth a thousand dollars."

The mist said, spinning violently, and not long after, a white-haired witch with a cane appeared.

"Don't call me that name, senior sister, you know I don't like it."

Voldemort smiled and said, "Besides, instead of focusing on my appearance, shouldn't we focus more on my resurrection?"

"I'm not surprised, Dark Lord."

Carlotta didn't seem to like the name Voldemort, so she chose another way to call him.

"We all know that you are going to come back. It is only a matter of time, but more importantly, what are you going to do this time and how are you going to do it."

As she spoke, she reached out and touched Voldemort's face, and pinched his nose specifically.

This made Voldemort open her hand in disgust, but Carlotta didn't care about his irritation at all and just laughed a few times.

Neville and Luna didn't react at all, but Lovegood was so frightened that he turned his back.

Can't look, can't look.

If the Dark Lord knew that I saw his embarrassment, the consequences would be disastrous.

His guess was correct, the Dark Lord did glance at him when he was being pinched.

"I need your help, Sister Carlotta." Voldemort said after looking away.

"Come into the house and talk."

Carlotta said, waving her hand.

The mist was blown by the breeze, forming a narrow tunnel.

"Don't step into the fog, I don't know what's in it." Carlotta said in a strange voice.

"There's an old-looking Thestral."

Luna suddenly stopped, put her hand into the mist, and said while stroking something.

Carlotta glanced at her curiously, then looked at Voldemort, as if to say:

Where did you kidnap this strange girl?

"Can you see through the fog?" Voldemort did not respond to Carlotta, but asked curiously.

"No, I can only see the Thestrals, I can't see other creatures in the mist." Luna still said in her unique calm tone.

Voldemort nodded, a thoughtful look on his face.

"Stay away from the Thestral, it will bring you unknown dangers."

Carlotta said something in a strange tone, then turned around and walked deeper into the mist.

Everyone followed, and Lovegood was frightened and asked Voldemort if something would happen to Luna.

"Everyone has their own opinion about mythical creatures, Lovegood, but I don't think there's anything ominous about that."

Voldemort's words drew a dissatisfied look from Carlotta, but Voldemort just shrugged at him.

When everyone walked out of the fog, a thick bread tree appeared in front of them.

Carlotta's house is here, but once you actually enter, the space is much larger than it looks.

"The bread tree will give me the feeling of life and death. Dark Lord, you know how those people in the Ministry of Magic treat me. I hate a lifeless world."

She muttered and started to prepare drinks for several people, "Duke's black tea, Dark Lord? I remember you used to like to drink this."

"Chocolate milk, Carlotta, my appetite has changed."

Voldemort replied, then took the paper on the table, touched it with his wand and wrote:

It is titled Wujiang Pavilion.

The victorious and defeated soldiers have unexpected family affairs, and it is a man to bear shame.

There are many talented people from Jiangdong, and their comeback is unknown.

"Uh-huh."

After writing, Voldemort picked up the paper and handed it to Lovegood.

"Is this...hieroglyphics?" Lovegood asked confused.

"Chinese characters, a poem, the next time [The Quibbler] is published, put it after Carlotta's article." Voldemort said.

"I didn't say I wanted to write an article for you, Dark Lord, I won't touch those things anymore." Carlotta said as she came over holding a drink.

"Why?" Voldemort asked curiously.

Carlotta curled her lips and refused to answer Voldemort's question.

"She used to be very good at writing articles?" Luna asked his father curiously.

"Ms. Pinkstone..." Lovegood smiled at Carlotta and whispered, "She is a very powerful activist. She opposes the [International Federation of Wizards Secrecy Act]."

"There are a lot of people who are against this bill, and I don't like it either," Luna said, shaking her head.

"Not only that, she also... took the initiative to inform Muggles about this matter, and entered Azkaban many times for this, but never repented."

Lovegood kept his voice as low as possible, but the room was so quiet that everyone could still hear him.

"Isn't it normal for a friend of the Dark Lord to enter Azkaban?"

"Pfft~"

Voldemort almost spat out his chocolate milk after a mouthful, and then he glared at Luna fiercely:

If you can speak, speak more.

"Smart people will try to escape legal responsibility. My child, that's just a method. I hope you don't learn it."

Carlot said to Luna, it was obvious that she liked this strange girl a little bit.

Maybe it's because she used to be a weird girl.

"what is that?"

Lockart suddenly noticed the paper in Lovegood's hand. She came over to take a look, and then actually read it out in Chinese.

"...A comeback is unknown, Dark Lord, I didn't know you still had great ambitions."

Voldemort smiled at her and said with some surprise: "I never knew you could speak Chinese."