Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

"No need to raise your wand, Voldemort, it's Antonio."

Seeing that Voldemort had taken out the Elder Wand, Dumbledore said quickly.

"Antonio?"

Voldemort had no impression of this name, not to mention that the name belonged to a magical creature.

An incredibly ugly magical creature.

"Yes, he is Gellert's pet." Dumbledore explained and showed a smile to the ugly creature.

Voldemort felt that he was completely unable to do this, just because the guy in front of him was so ugly that it worried him.

Is Grindelwald crazy, raising such an ugly dog?

"Didn't Fox come?"

The little guy obviously noticed Dumbledore, and he poked his head out again and asked.

"No, Antonio, it's just me and him today," Dumbledore said.

This was not an answer that pleased Antonio. He turned his dissatisfied eyes to Voldemort and assumed an attack stance.

"Would Grindelwald be unhappy if I killed him?" Voldemort asked Dumbledore with a frown.

These words made Antonio even more unhappy. He angrily leaned out more and tried to bite Voldemort.

"Snapped."

A magic spell was cast, and Antonio was collapsed directly.

"I don't know, Voldemort, their relationship is complicated..."

Dumbledore said, taking a closer look at Antonio who was far away, and whispered to Voldemort, "Gellert, like you, dislikes him for being a bit ugly, so maybe he doesn't care, but not necessarily."

Dumbledore repeated what he said about the car, and Voldemort found it hard to be cruel to Antonio.

"Open the door, I want to see Grindelwald."

Voldemort said in a deep voice, and raised his wand to Antonio who leaned his head towards him again.

"Creak~~"

The door was slowly opened, and Antonio said dissatisfied: "Follow me, Dark Lord. If the master hadn't known that you were coming and gave me an order, I would not have let you in."

After the little guy finished speaking, he turned to look at Dumbledore: "Aren't you coming with us?"

Dumbledore smiled, shook his head, and rolled his eyes at Voldemort's narrow gaze.

"Mr. Grindelwald, did you know that I was coming a long time ago?" Voldemort asked as he followed the lizard-like sheep-eating beast.

"Very early?"

The sheep-eating beast stopped, and its two eyes that were stretched out like crabs rolled around and said, "Your concept of time is not rigorous enough. You should ask which year."

Voldemort was amused by this little guy.

Not many people or creatures who were unfamiliar with him dared to talk to him like this.

"you are very brave."

Voldemort punched his cane and said, "So, Antonio, in which year did Mr. Grindelwald give the order?"

"I do not want to tell you."

Antonio said with a chuckle, and then slipped into the hole of the stairs on the side.

"Antonio is a vengeful guy, Voldemort, be careful he causes trouble for you."

Dumbledore's voice came from outside the door, causing Voldemort to snort in dissatisfaction.

What's the point of reminding me that something happened?

"Snapped."

Voldemort snapped his fingers, and then a ball of fire exploded around him.

"Woo~~"

The flute music sounded, and a phoenix burning with fierce fire appeared out of thin air.

"I need to go to the top of the tower and explore, Phoenix."

Voldemort pointed to the end of the stairs and said to his Phoenix, Phoenix.

"Woo~~"

Phoenix chirped twice, flapped its wings and climbed up the long steps.

"Chachacha~~"

Antonio's figure appeared on a platform in the center of the long staircase.

He looked at Phoenix curiously, his eyes full of longing for beauty.

"can we be friends?"

He asked suddenly, catching both Voldemort and Phoenix off guard.

But before Voldemort could respond, Phoenix had already spit out a breath of fire.

"Whoosh."

Antonio crawled back into the hole in fear and continued to make harsh and shrill screams.

It seemed that Li Huo had scratched his body.

And according to the characteristics of Li Huo, if no one helps him put out the flames, he will be burned alive.

"call."

The breeze blew down from the high steps, and Antonio, who was on fire, jumped out of a hole with a strange scream and faced the breeze.

The breeze met the fierce fire, and the fierce fire was extinguished instantly.

Voldemort raised his brows, and he felt a wave of waves in the breeze.

"Is it the curse to stop immediately?" he asked loudly.

"Antonio, bring my guest here."

A somewhat hoarse but powerful voice said.

"But they are not friendly. You saw it, Gellert, he used Fierce Fire on me." Antonio said jumping on his feet.

"Woo~~"

Phoenix rushed towards him again in dissatisfaction, with more anger brewing in his mouth. It seemed that he had no good impression of this ugly little thing at all.

"Phoenix, you have to learn to respect me."

The hoarse voice was filled with anger, and a stronger wind emerged from the stairs.

Voldemort stared at the strong wind and found that the ripples in the wind were very clear.

The curse stopped immediately, and he confirmed the true nature of the ripples.

"call."

The strong wind blew through Phoenix, causing the flames on his body to sway.

"Woo~~"

He chirped twice, circled back to Voldemort, and landed on his shoulder.

"Come up, Voldemort, I thought you would come earlier."

At the end of the steps, in the direction of the backlight, a silhouette appeared and said in a hoarse voice.

Voldemort squinted his eyes, trying to see the figure clearly.

But the backlight was too strong and he couldn't see clearly.

"Crack."

He kicked the ground with both feet, and Voldemort's figure floated into the air.

He just hovered about a foot above the steps and flew upwards quickly.

As we get closer and closer to the top of the high-end, the full picture of the figure finally appears:

Tall and thin, with long blond and white hair that was neglected.

He also has a pair of bright eyes and an overly youthful face.

Of course, it was not these that attracted Voldemort's attention the most.

But the repair ripples on his body.

This Grindelwald was completely different from Lin Zuo's memory, and his whole body exuded such fluctuations in magic power.

He is repairing the ripples to keep himself in his youthful state.

"Mr. Grindelwald, your skills in repairing ripples are unexpectedly superb."

Voldemort's feet slowly landed on the platform, and his voice was calm but slightly surprised.

"Because of Albus's right hand, you know, at that time I tried to work on this spell, maybe it could solve the curse you brought to him."

Grindelwald's handsome face smiled and said, "This place has been empty for too long. The only popular place is my bedroom. Where should we go to chat?"

Voldemort looked at the direction pointed by Grindelwald, which was a prison door with a thick steel.

"Of course, guests are welcome, Mr. Grindelwald."

Voldemort smiled and agreed, stepping into the room where Grindelwald had been imprisoned for more than forty years.