Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Seeing such a vigorous Voldemort for the first time, Dumbledore was stunned for a moment.

"Well said, Master, we are waiting for your changes."

Old Crabbe waved his arms and shouted loudly, like a member of the atmosphere group in a disco.

The other Death Eaters, under his leadership, also shouted "Hello".

Those Death Eaters who had just arrived and were still a little restrained reintegrated into this big family in such an atmosphere.

Voldemort nodded to Old Crabbe with satisfaction, thinking that I taught you how to use Li Fire. You, the old boy, can finally do something serious.

"What's wrong with you here?"

Dumbledore woke up from his sluggish state, while secretly hating himself for not being able to say something witty, he pointed at his left eye and asked.

Voldemort naturally knew that the other party was talking about his left eye with a single lens.

After pushing the single-lens lens that was still a bit unfamiliar to him, Voldemort said, "Can't you guess?"

Dumbledore didn't nod or shake his head. He thought for a moment, raised his eyebrows and said, "The eyes of the basilisk."

Voldemort nodded and blinked his strange-looking eyes behind the monocle.

The eyes in those eyes actually closed and shrank from left to right as he blinked, looking extremely penetrating.

"Control this power, be careful of backlash." Dumbledore said with some worry, "You know the trouble of blood wizards."

Voldemort nodded and accepted the other party's kind reminder.

"It's nothing, I'll leave." Dumbledore said.

Voldemort did not nod, but looked directly at the other person and asked: "Will you still be looking for my other Horcruxes?"

Dumbledore did not answer immediately. He thought for a moment and said, "It should still happen. Even if you change, to be honest, it's hard for me to feel at ease."

"But you are very cooperative this time." Voldemort said.

Dumbledore chuckled, but it was unclear from his expression what he meant.

"There is one more thing I want to ask you." Voldemort said solemnly.

"You say, but I may not answer." Dumbledore said.

Voldemort nodded, but did not ask questions immediately. Instead, he used the Elder Wand to draw a magic barrier to isolate the two people from the Death Eaters.

"I want to know how the Dumbledore family relies on blood to summon the Phoenix."

Voldemort stared at Dumbledore's face, and he saw no surprise in it.

"When I entered the game and saw you using flesh, blood and flesh resurrection potion, I thought of this possibility."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he frowned and thought.

It was obvious that he was troubled by this issue.

"All right."

Dumbledore, who had been silent for a long time, sighed and said, "Actually, even if I don't tell you, you may summon your own phoenix at some point in the future."

Voldemort didn't respond, just looked at the other person and waited for his answer.

"I summoned Fawkes when I was practicing Transfiguration. At that time, all the magic in my body was boiling, and she just appeared." Dumbledore said.

"Just let the magic boil?" Voldemort asked doubtfully.

If it's really that simple, why haven't we heard of Aberforth having a phoenix, nor have we heard of Dumbledore's father having a phoenix?

"More than that, Voldemort."

Dumbledore waved his hand, a spark exploded in the barrier, and then Fawkes appeared.

"Like all magical creatures, they are attracted by magic and only surrender to wizards whose magic is stronger than them, so this requires deep magic support."

Voldemort's face showed a look of surprise, and then he couldn't wait to wave the Elder Wand.

Green light began to condense on the wand, and the magic chosen by Voldemort was the most terrifying death curse among the three unforgivable curses.

Dumbledore shook his head and exited the barrier, while the Death Eaters not far away were also attracted by the amazing magic power of the Elder Wand.

"Huh...huh..."

As Voldemort swung the Elder Wand, the green light dragged out a long tail and made a frightening whistling sound.

"Too strong."

"I have no idea how to resist such a spell."

"Resist? Oh my God, what are you thinking about? Run away as soon as you see it."

The Death Eaters were talking a lot, but Voldemort didn't care what they said.

This seemingly powerful life-killing curse still failed to completely boil his magic power.

"Avada Kedavra……"

He had to shout out the spell and increase the output of magic power again.

"Boom~~"

Voldemort's body made the sound of magical vibration.

The green light at the top of the Elder Wand was stimulated by this, and burst out with even more dazzling light, illuminating the entire cave wall green.

"I feel like my soul is being sucked away by that green light."

"This force is too powerful, everyone needs to step back."

"Be careful, be careful that the Dark Lord cannot control the curse."

The Death Eaters retreated amid the noise, and Dumbledore also cautiously stayed away from Voldemort.

"Avada Kedavra~~"

Voldemort shouted the curse again, and his voice began to echo in the cave.

"Wow~~Wow~~~"

The tidal sound of the seawater resounded in his body, and it was the eternal magic that echoed in the magic corridor he had built for the Death Curse.

"Zizzi...zizi..."

From the core of the green light that pierced the eyes, green light like mist and electricity shot out, making an arc-like sound.

"Avoid those green arcs, which have the effect of the death curse."

Dumbledore shouted loudly and retreated to the lake first.

The Death Eaters did not dare to show off and retreated, spreading around the island in the middle of the lake.

"Boil, my magic."

Voldemort shouted, activating his magic again.

"Woo~wuwu~~"

From the core of the green light, a low sound like flute music suddenly came.

"Prrr~"

Not long after he appeared, Fawkes, who landed on Dumbledore's shoulders, suddenly flapped his wings and flew up, starting to fly around the green light.

"Come out, Phoenix."

Voldemort's deep voice was full of hysteria after trying his best.

"Whoosh."

A figure suddenly flew out of the green light and shot towards Fox.

"Bang."

The two figures collided together, and the fiery Fawkes whined and flew towards Dumbledore.

"Whoosh."

The Death Curse on the tip of Voldemort's wand finally shot up into the sky uncontrollably and plunged into the roof of the cave, creating an extremely small but very deep hole.

With no time to pay attention to the effect of this spell, Voldemort's eyes couldn't wait to look at the figure hovering proudly in the air.

The gorgeous feathers were burning with dark flames.

With just one glance, Voldemort recognized this as Li Huo.

Li Huo?

The burning flame of a phoenix is ​​actually fierce fire?

Voldemort's eyes were filled with shock, as was Dumbledore's and the Death Eaters' eyes.

"Woooo~~Woooooo~~~"

The flute music was still playing, and after being shocked, everyone followed the phoenix with their eyes and landed on Voldemort.

"Buzz."

The moment the phoenix landed on Voldemort's shoulder, Voldemort's body also ignited a foot-high fire.

Not only did this fierce fire not cause harm to Voldemort, but it also caused the cry of the phoenix to ring out from his body.

For a time, the sound of flute music echoed melodiously in the cave.

It seemed to be playing a melodious movement for Voldemort's resurrection.

[The third volume of the Dark Lord and Resurrection is completed]

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