Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

On the leather cover, a gilded pyramid stands.

Voldemort's hand touched it, and it felt like touching cold stone.

"Unknown tomb, that's what you call the pyramid?" Voldemort asked.

"That's what Death calls it, Mr. Sylvester." Gamp said, "And according to the records on it, it is indeed an ominous place."

"Aren't they the tombs of the Egyptian pharaohs?"

Voldemort asked as he opened the book and saw many anatomy diagrams of the pyramids.

"It's a place where the bodies of those pharaohs are stored, but it's not necessarily a burial site."

Gamp approached Voldemort, turned the book to the back, pointed to the content above and said, "It says that when certain special conditions are met, the pharaohs will be resurrected."

"Resurrection?" Voldemort asked in surprise, "You can still be resurrected after five thousand years of death."

The surprise slowly turned into surprise. Voldemort looked at Sir Gamp expectantly, hoping to get a positive answer.

As we all know, what Voldemort is most interested in is immortality.

Even though he has become a combination of Lin Zuo and Riddle, this interest has not changed.

"That's what the God of Death said, but there are no specific conditions mentioned."

Sir Gamp seemed to be unable to bear Voldemort's hot gaze. He explained quickly, hoping that this would extinguish Voldemort's burning heart.

But Voldemort didn't care.

As long as the way to eternal life exists, he has hope. As for how to achieve it...

How could the great Dark Lord be frightened by the difficulties and obstacles on the road to eternal life.

However, he calmed down and said, "You mentioned the pyramid, but I don't know how to solve my friend's problem."

"shroud."

Gamp turned the pages forward again and stopped at the page with the coffin.

"Here is a detailed introduction to the Shroud, which Death calls the Veil of Faith, which is sure to satisfy your friend's requirements."

Voldemort followed his fingers and saw a pile of cloth strips drawn under the coffin. Next to the cloth strips was a detailed introduction to this thing.

He couldn't help but try to read the words, but most - or almost all - couldn't understand, except for one word, which he could read instinctively.

Belief.

This is the vocabulary he can read.

"You mean, my friend can go to the pyramid and grab a shroud?"

Voldemort looked at Gamp with a bit of distrust in his eyes and said, "The unknown tomb, I think it is not an easy place to go deep, right?"

"It's really not easy to go deep."

Sir Gamp said, taking the book back from Voldemort.

He turned the book over, revealing the back.

From there, Voldemort saw a long rope made of thick fog.

He also noticed that the long mist rope had two nodes that looked like they were about to break.

"This rope can withstand three fatal injuries from the Pyramid of Khufu."

As he spoke, Gamp took out the long mist rope and said, "But it has been used twice, so your friend only has one chance."

Voldemort nodded and took the long rope of mist.

The thing fell on my hand, light and weightless.

The thin rope seems to be filled with many unknown existences.

"Is this also a gift from the God of Death to you?" Voldemort asked.

"Yeah, it's amazing, isn't it?" Gamp asked.

Voldemort nodded, this thing looked really magical, and he thought of his senior Carlotta.

"Can I use it?" Voldemort confirmed.

"Of course the Silent Man keeps his word, Mr. Sylvester," Gamp said.

Voldemort nodded, took the book in Gamp's hand, and put the long mist rope back on the back of the book.

"Thank you for your help, Sir Gamp. My friend will thank you for it."

Voldemort had already had the idea of ​​leaving. He saw that the other party could no longer provide a better solution.

"Wait a moment, Mr. Sylvester."

Gamp said hurriedly. At the same time, he turned back to his desk, took out a thin notebook and handed it to Voldemort.

"This is the information we explored twice before. It may be helpful to you."

Voldemort happily took it and said goodbye after expressing his thanks.

…

Foggy Bottom.

"Whoosh."

Voldemort's figure suddenly appeared here.

"Senior Carlotta."

He shouted loudly, and soon the old witch Carlotta came out of the mist.

"You should have said you were coming earlier, Dark Lord, I just ate an entire plate of truffles by myself." Carlotta said with a smile.

"I have no intention of eating here, senior. I just want you to take a look at this for me."

Voldemort said, taking out the book he just got from his pocket, and taking off the long mist rope from the back of the book.

"It's so exquisite."

Carlotta shouted almost as soon as she saw the long rope of mist, and eagerly snatched it away from Voldemort.

"Can you tell where it comes from?" Voldemort asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should belong to the same faction as my Mist Witchcraft."

Carlotta raised her head as she spoke and looked at Voldemort in confusion, "Where did you get it?"

Voldemort was silent for a moment and told everything about the long rope of mist.

"The Silent Man?" Carlotta frowned and said, "There is also a branch of my family there."

Voldemort was not surprised by this. He let out a long breath and said, "Since this long mist rope is related to mist witchcraft, my guess about the God of Death has become much more accurate."

"Do you think He is a wizard?" Carlotta asked.

Voldemort smiled and nodded, and said firmly: "It should still be a seriously injured wizard, otherwise he wouldn't need so much help."

Carlotta nodded thoughtfully, agreeing with Voldemort's guess.

"Is there any dangerous magic on this long mist rope?" Voldemort said, "You know I don't know much about mist magic."

"It doesn't look dangerous to me. In fact, it's more like a fog staff, and it's complete."

Carlotta played with the long rope of mist, looked at it over and over and said.

It is not difficult to see that she wanted to take this rope as her own, but Voldemort obviously would not allow her to do so.

"Are you going to the pyramid with me?" Voldemort asked, "Since this long mist rope is related to the pyramid, maybe there is also more ancient mist magic there."

"I've been there."

Carlotta returned the long mist rope to Voldemort and said, "That is not a happy journey, Dark Lord, be careful there, the 'unknown tomb', the name really suits it."

Voldemort nodded cautiously, naturally he would not underestimate that place.

"I understand, senior, then I'll leave first. There are still many things to prepare before going to Egypt." After Voldemort put away the long rope of mist, he bowed slightly and said.

"Wait a moment, Dark Lord." Carlotta stopped him and said, "Are you going to take Luna with you?"

"Of course not, that would be too dangerous for her." Voldemort shook his head.

"Then let her come to study with me for a while. There is always something unreliable in teaching from a distance." Carlotta said.

Voldemort readily agreed and said goodbye again.

At this point, he was ready to go to Egypt.

But obviously before that, he had to make some preparations.