Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

In the long corridor, four figures were running wildly.

One of them, pointed with a wand by a companion, was floating in the air.

The floating man was holding a broken mineral water bottle, his face full of pain.

His feet disappeared from the knees, and white bones and semi-coagulated blood were exposed in the torn trouser legs.

"Bang."

An office door was pushed open, and a woman with a charming posture walked out: "What's going on?"

"It's the people from the Himalayas who are back, and they have urgent information."

One of them stopped and responded, but the others were still running forward.

The enchanting woman was stunned for a moment and said loudly: "Go to the third conference room."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and disappeared in front of the office door.

The few running people also turned around in the next corridor and entered another long corridor.

Several people ran for a while, finally stopped and walked into an open door.

If you look at the door number, you can see [Third Conference Room] written on it.

"Name?"

As soon as they entered the room, the enchanting woman sitting next to them asked coldly.

"John."

The man with the broken leg, who was placed on the chair, endured the pain and answered.

"Position."

"MI7, Everest Task Force, Team 3 Catcher."

"Reporting things."

"The Mount Everest special team is almost completely wiped out. The mysterious man possesses a powerful long-distance magic that has never been seen before."

When John said this, there was still a bit of terror in his eyes.

"Magic distance?"

The enchanting woman asked, standing up and taking a look at John's feet.

"Three, or four, maybe more. Sorry, I don't know. In short, several nearby snow-capped mountains have been affected by his magic."

The enchanting woman frowned, glared at the panicked John with dissatisfaction, and turned to look at the long-faced man sitting on the throne next to her.

The man nodded, indicating that there was no problem, and continued to ask.

"How does magic work?"

"Ice appears from the soles of the feet, wraps around the ankles, and quickly extends upwards. In less than a standard spell, it can swallow the entire person."

"Magical strength?"

"Completely unconscious, the specific danger... I need the medical team to help me examine the wound and determine it."

After John finished speaking, he let out a long breath and completely collapsed on the chair. Although he did not faint, his spirit became extremely depressed.

"Do you have any other questions to ask, Director Lecter?" the enchanting woman asked the long-faced man.

"Where did he activate his magic?"

Director Lecter spoke, but the sound he made had a bit of electronic sound, which sounded very strange.

"He made a hole and used magic to enter the hole. The specific method... Although it is condescending, the hole is very deep and I can't see clearly." John cheered up and answered.

"Do you have any judgment about the state after using magic?" Director Lecter asked again.

"I don't know. After I discovered that my ankle was frozen, I apparated and left as soon as possible. Those who left late never came back." John had an expression of horror on his face.

Director Lecter nodded and said: "Thank you for the information, John. It is very useful to MI7, but you know the rules, right?"

John nodded and looked at the enchanting woman.

At this time, the enchanting woman had already picked up the wand and used the memory spell to erase John's memory.

"I think this magic will cause irreversible damage. Sophia, please pay attention to John's condition."

After John was taken away, Director Lecter said to the enchanting woman.

"Okay, Director Lecter." Sofia nodded.

"Don't go to Mount Everest to avoid causing greater death, but I think using such a powerful magic will definitely hurt him, so..."

Director Lecter moved his fingers on the back of the chair and paused for a long time before speaking again, "Follow the original plan and let the combat team set off."

"yes."

An excited expression appeared on Sophia's face. She stood up suddenly, saluted, and then left quickly.

"Director, do we want to go with the combat team?" the guard next to Director Lecter asked.

"No, go to the cellar." Director Lecter said, then stood up and left the third conference room.

The group of people passed through the corridor and elevator and went down to the dark cellar.

As soon as he entered here, he heard several screams, all coming from the iron cages on the left and right sides of the cellar corridor.

In those iron cages, there were all half-clothed human beings, being tortured in different ways. The people around them were torturing them while taking notes.

"Da da da da~~~"

Director Lecter's leather shoes made a crisp sound on the marble floor as he walked all the way to the end of the corridor, to the deepest room.

"He still doesn't say anything?"

Through the window on the iron door, the guard asked inside.

"Say nothing, sir, I think it is necessary to use the memory detector." The person inside said loudly.

The guard looked at Director Lecter, who was frowning in thought.

After a brief moment of silence, Director Lecter waved his hand.

"The director has approved the use." The guard immediately said inside.

There was a response from inside, followed by the sound of operating machinery.

Director Lecter waited for a moment until a tragic howl erupted from inside, then waved his hand to signal the guards to get out of the way, and looked inside through the window on the iron door.

It was a tortured wizard with no human appearance. The reason why he was sure to be a wizard was because his wand was tied not far away from him.

"August Rookwood, what is the future of the mysterious man in this world?" The executioner beside the wizard asked him loudly.

"I don't know, I really don't know, please spare me, please, spare me..."

August Rookwood, the spy who was infiltrated by the mysterious man into the Observers, answered with a cry.

"I know you are loyal enough to You-Know-Who, August, but you don't need to give an answer. You just need to think about it. It means nothing to You-Know-Who, and you will be free."

The executioner whispered seductively, looking at the machinery aside, hoping that more content would appear on it, but there was nothing.

"I really don't know, let me go, please, let me go..."

August was still pleading, and no relevant memory was detected by the instrument.

"August, have you destroyed your memory?"

Director Lecter outside the door suddenly asked loudly, which made everyone look at August in surprise.

If he did do that, it meant that he knew he would be treated like this.

Even so, he came without hesitation and was prepared in advance.

How loyal is this guy to Voldemort?

"Destroy?" August said confused, "No, I don't understand what you are asking me at all. I really don't know anything. Please..."

"Damn, he ruined those memories."

Lecter roared and turned away, never looking at August in the prison again.