Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

The Department of International Magical Cooperation is just as everyone guessed, it is the place with the shortest time to intercept enemies among all the floors.

The three departments here are in charge of international trade, international law, and one is the British branch of the International Federation of Wizards.

Because apart from the economy, the other two are not too important, so this layer is the narrowest.

Therefore, it is almost impossible to build a good defense system here.

"The enemy will arrive soon, principal, let's go up first."

The figures of Gadwin and the soldiers flashed past the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures before heading higher.

Dumbledore just nodded to them from a distance and said nothing.

At this time, the entire Department for the Management of Magical Creatures had changed drastically.

Under the spell of several professors and members of the Order of the Phoenix, many walls in the six departments were penetrated, forming a small maze with a complex pattern.

The walls on both sides of the spacious corridor in the middle are filled with holes of different heights and for unknown purposes.

Dumbledore stood alone at the end of the corridor, and no one else could be seen.

Not long after, a figure jumped out of the elevator shaft holding a wand, and while vigilant, he was looking for enemies in the corridor.

With just one glance, he saw Dumbledore wearing a purple nightgown with white hair and a long beard.

And the moment he saw Dumbledore, there was a hint of surprise and fear in the man's eyes behind his iron mask.

"You must have a leader, right?"

Dumbledore spoke from a distance, but his voice could be clearly heard in the elevator shaft, "Let him come up and talk to me, sir, and see if I can find a way to reach peace besides fighting." ."

The voice couldn't be called gentle, but it couldn't be called harsh either.

Just like when Dumbledore spoke in the Hogwarts Great Hall in the past, he was solemn and a little calm and authoritative.

"..."

The soldier didn't answer, but the look in his eyes became more alert.

Perhaps he was wary of Dumbledore's confusing magic.

"Whoosh."

Another figure jumped out, and then showed the same confusion as the previous soldier.

Then came one after another enemies, and people with iron shields appeared and set up large iron shields that could be embedded in the hard floor.

Every time someone appeared, Dumbledore would repeat his words until one of them took a step forward and said: "I am their leader, Principal Dumbledore, what can I do?"

"Can we negotiate to end this war?"

Dumbledore spread his hands and said, "After all, many wizards have sacrificed their lives for this, including ours and yours."

The man was silent for a brief moment, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Principal Dumbledore. Although I respect you very much, I don't have such authority."

"What about those with authority?" Dumbledore asked.

"We did not participate in this sneak attack, Principal Dumbledore. The order we received is to destroy the source of magic in the Ministry of Magic."

This person stated his goal straightforwardly, which also represented his determination not to give up until he achieved his goal.

"So... what should I call you?" Dumbledore asked.

"Leonard, principal, you can call me this." Leonard said.

"Okay, Leonard, can I ask, then, why do you want to provoke a war?" Dumbledore asked doubtfully, "The miserable situation in North America is still continuing. Do you want England to become a battlefield?"

His inquiry silenced Leonard, and after a long time he spoke: "I'm sorry, principal, as a soldier, I don't have the right to tell the reason."

Dumbledore was not surprised by this. He nodded, and then asked a question that seemed to be off topic: "Did you study at Hogwarts?"

"Yes, Principal, I began to admire your ability and character when I was studying." Leonard bowed slightly, as if to express his sincerity.

Dumbledore nodded again, frowned and murmured the word "Leonard", as if searching for memories about the other person.

"Oh, I remembered."

Dumbledore suddenly said loudly, "You are the kid in Badger Yard who likes to play with herbs. We met in the flower room in the winter of 1956. You once asked me which one is more poisonous, Aconitum scapularis or Aconitum wolfsbane. "

"Yes, Principal, I didn't expect you to remember it so clearly." Even though Leonard was wearing a mask, the surprise in his voice still came clearly.

"I just became principal that year, and boy, I remember everything about that year."

Dumbledore said happily, but then he put away his smile and asked doubtfully, "I remember you were a shy and caring child, Leonard, what made you like this?"

"Well... it's very complicated, principal. It may be ambition, but I think it may be that there is more prejudice and exclusion in the wizarding world. You know that I am a Muggle wizard, so..." Leonard shrugged helplessly.

Dumbledore nodded and said: "I understand, I can understand, people are always hurting each other until the resentment accumulates and cannot be resolved, and then we will raise the wand."

Leonard nodded and did not comment further.

"Are they all my students like you?" Dumbledore asked softly as he glanced at more and more enemies coming up.

"A very small part, principal, more..."

"Leonard."

Suddenly, someone interrupted Leonard's words, obviously reminding him that some information could not be disclosed.

"We can't talk anymore, Headmaster, and I suggest you leave. After all, the Elder Wand is no longer in your hand." Leonard glanced at the person who interrupted him and then looked at Dumbledore and said.

"You know that I am a nosy old man, and it is difficult for me to settle down, so you don't have to persuade me, and you don't have to feel guilty for the harm you may cause me." Dumbledore said.

"I won't feel guilty, principal. After all, no piece of snow is innocent under the avalanche."

Leonard's words stunned Dumbledore. He felt as if he had heard this sentence somewhere, and then he remembered that it was Voldemort who said it.

Thinking of Voldemort, Dumbledore asked doubtfully: "Have you ever considered that if Voldemort comes to support this place..."

Before he could finish his question, Dumbledore stopped asking.

Because it suddenly occurred to him that Voldemort was not in his two mansions or the library.

Therefore, it is very possible that these people have driven away Voldemort.

"Okay, it looks like you are fully prepared. So, let's start the battle?"

Dumbledore acted as if he was asking the last question before the duel.

"Okay, Principal, I hope you survive this battle."

The student whose name was remembered by Dumbledore said politely, and then waved his wand mercilessly.

A green light streaked across the corridor and shot straight towards Dumbledore.

It's a death curse, a curse that only evil people can use.