Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Voldemort didn't want to take Bella out.

But as the day of his comeback approached, the Death Eaters became busy.

A group of old people, including Old Nott, began to frequently walk among pure-blood families.

Abu represents Voldemort himself to a certain extent and is actively planning for his return.

In this case, unless Voldemort is willing to come here alone, he must take Bella with him.

Is he willing to travel alone?

Of course not.

The accident ten years ago taught him to be cautious and cautious.

Even with Potu's golden body, even if there were few people in the world who could challenge him in a duel, he still adhered to these two principles.

There is no complicated reason, I just don’t want to make the same mistake again.

“Women and children are allowed to make mistakes, but men are not.”

This sentence in The Godfather has been regarded as a golden rule by Voldemort.

"Hiss~~"

Nagini suddenly stopped and looked forward.

Voldemort and Bella followed her line of sight and saw a broad-leaved plant on the edge of the cliff.

It's mandrake, also called mandrake root, also called poison apple.

"I see it, Nagini, be quiet, and..."

Voldemort said, slowly raising his wand, "I need to give you an ear plug to listen to the spell. This is for your protection."

Nagini turned her head, her human eyes showing agreement.

She was afraid that Voldemort would not understand what she meant, so she moved the snake's head up and down twice to express her acceptance of Voldemort's suggestion.

"Take care of yourself, Bella."

Voldemort turned to Bella again and then picked up the wand to cast a spell on Nagini and himself.

After doing all this, he pressed his hand again, signaling everyone and the snake to be quiet and not move.

Then he raised his wand and slowly pointed it at the ground beneath his feet.

An invisible spell was driven into the ground by him, and it didn't stop yet. He began to circle around the cliff where the mandrake was.

The wand never left the ground, and magic continued to be output.

Fortunately, he has the ability to fly, otherwise it would be very difficult to arrange such a large magic on this rugged path.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly until he made the arrangements, and Mandrake didn't become alert.

"Whoosh."

Voldemort flew into the sky and rushed straight towards the Mandrake.

"Wow~"

The blades of the mandrake suddenly trembled, and after trembling for a while, they suddenly shrank into a bunch.

"Be careful of it escaping."

Bella shouted in desperation, but soon she realized that Voldemort could not hear her voice.

Without waiting for her to use the magic spell to remind her, the shrunken mandrake blades began to burrow underground.

But the blades of grass that had shrunk into a bunch only dropped by half, and were no longer able to sustain themselves - it was the magic that Voldemort had arranged before that worked.

"Snapped."

Voldemort had already flown forward. He grabbed the blades of the Mandrake and lifted it up with force.

"Ah~~"

The sharp sound resounded everywhere, but neither Voldemort, who was closest, nor the person or the snake in the distance, could hear the cry.

However, some small animals nearby were screamed to death by the sound and collapsed in the forest.

"Bo."

With the force of the arm, a grass root that looked like an old human was pulled out.

It was dark green all over, with spots on its skin, and it was shouting at the top of its lungs.

On its "chin", there is a bunch of fine roots that look like beards.

Voldemort took it in front of him and counted it carefully. There were twenty-six in total.

The mandrake that has been germinated for ten years begins to grow "beards", one beard per year, and the twenty-six roots represent twenty-six years.

In addition to its growth in the previous ten years, it means that it is an old mandrake that has been growing for thirty-six years.

Voldemort took out a box with satisfaction, carefully put it in, and then flew back to Bella.

The two of them lifted the spell, and Bella immediately asked: "Are you old enough, Master?"

"Thirty-six years, Bella, I think that's enough." Voldemort said, extending his hand.

Bella took his arm, and Voldemort looked at Nagini again.

"Whoosh."

The viper coiled around his body, and Voldemort turned around.

"Uh-huh."

Two people and one snake disappeared here.

…

Malfoy Manor.

Small building basement.

"Three mandrake beards are too many, Bella, let's try two and a half."

Voldemort said as he poured the potion in the cauldron into the waste pool.

Bella was recording carefully on the side. Looking at the dense data on the paper she was holding, one could tell how much effort the two of them had put into this.

At this time, more than ten days had passed since they collected the mandrake.

For more than ten days, the two of them did not leave the basement.

Day and night research has reduced the number of "beards" on the mandrake's "chin" by more than half.

"Master, don't you need to control the amount of mandrake roots used?"

Bella frowned, looked at the mandrake that was locked in a special vessel, and said, "If all the 'beards' on this plant are used up, it will be very troublesome later."

Voldemort glanced at the mandrake, thought for a moment and shook his head.

He understood what Bella meant. She was gesturing for him to experiment with other parts of the mandrake.

After all, the medicinal power of the roots is the most stable, and it is best to save this part for last use.

But Voldemort didn't want to waste time, he wanted to solve the problem quickly.

"It was close, Bella."

Voldemort opened his mouth to explain why he did this, "And if this one is not enough, I think Lucius will find another one for us."

"Master, you are too tolerant to him." Bella said with some dissatisfaction.

She was complaining that Lucius' progress was too slow, but Voldemort was not dissatisfied with this.

But he just smiled and did not defend Lucius.

In fact, he liked Bella's attitude towards Lucius.

In other words, he liked Bella's attitude towards the Malfoy family.

In Voldemort's view, the Malfoy family occupies too important a position in his power structure.

It is necessary to establish a few enemies for them appropriately.

"Record, Bella, I'm going to do it all over again."

After Voldemort carefully cleaned the crucible, he began to pour in various herbs.

Many of these herbs are very precious.

The financial resources of the Malfoy family alone may not be able to support his consumption.

Fortunately, the Nott, Gower and other families also contributed, allowing him to pursue the most perfect plan.

"This resurrection is definitely much better than the one in Lin Zuo's memory."

Voldemort was thinking while making a potion.

Time passed slowly, and seventy-two hours later, a pot of yellow potion appeared in front of him.

"I think it will work this time."

Voldemort said, taking out the basilisk's left eye and carefully putting it into the potion.

"Gududu..."

A few bubbles rose from the potion, and then his eyes hovered in the center of the potion and began to rotate slowly.

A smile slowly appeared on Voldemort's serious face.

"The magic eye potion is ready, Bella, next is the dementor potion."

Bella nodded vigorously, with an excited expression on her face, and looked at Voldemort with admiration mixed with admiration.

"The Dark Lord is as omnipotent as ever." Voldemort's little fan girl thought this way.