Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Commander Leonard raised his head and did not give a reply for a long time.

He hesitated at the state of the Dark Lord. The shadow made of light did not look very convincing.

But in that battle three years ago, the Dark Lord who transformed into a Soul Eater was too terrifying.

Even to this day, MI7 does not know why he disappeared.

Active or passive, the reason is worth pondering.

"Your Majesty the Dark Lord, we are willing to stop this war, but we need your subordinates to hand over the members of the Foley family because..."

Leonard decided to test it out, but before he could finish his words, Voldemort, who was made of colorful black, raised his head and interrupted him.

The scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone waited with bated breath.

The Death Eaters expect the Dark Lord to show his great strength, while Leonard and others hope that the Dark Lord will compromise and give in, because that means that the Soul Eater three years ago was just an accident.

But their expectations were disappointed. The Dark Lord did not rush to speak, nor did he use magic immediately.

"Alas~~~"

He sighed, making everyone confused.

At this moment, the light and shadow reached out and pointed towards the void.

"Buzz~~"

The air vibrated, accompanied by a buzzing sound, and then a shadow slowly emerged.

A tattered ancient arch appeared there out of thin air. There were no supports around the arch, and a tattered black curtain hung above it.

There was no wind around, but the black curtain was floating out of thin air, and streams of cold air surged out from inside.

"Come out, Hodel."

The Dark Lord of Light and Shadow spoke, calling out the Dementor's name.

Not long after, the curtain was slowly pushed open, and a head made of black mist was revealed.

The face filled with black mist has slightly distorted facial features, and the eyes seem to be made of black pearls. They are turning around to observe the left and right, looking extremely cunning.

As if he felt that the surroundings were safe, the curtain was suddenly opened, and a figure as big as a seven or eight-year-old child jumped out from the void behind the curtain nimbly.

"Who can... lend me some clothes?"

The hands made of black mist covered his crotch, and his twisted mouth made a childish sound.

"Make it your own way, Hodel. This is not a world between cracks. You can use magic."

The light and shadow Voldemort said dissatisfied, and then pointed at Neville, "It will still be some time before I am resurrected. When I am not here, you listen to him, do you understand?"

"Of course, Omnipotent Dark Lord, of course I understand what you mean."

Hodel said humbly, and then looked at Neville with a betraying expression on his twisted facial features.

"Don't be deceived by his appearance, Neville, he is very evil and loves to eat people's souls, so don't let him out of your sight." Light and Shadow Voldemort said to Neville.

"Okay, Your Majesty."

Neville had doubts in his heart, but he knew that it was not the right time to ask, so he suppressed his curiosity and responded obediently.

"You don't want to eat that man's soul, Hodel, but you can eat anyone who wears the same clothes as him." The light and shadow Voldemort spoke again, indeed giving Hodel the order to kill.

This sentence instantly made the situation tense, and everyone looked at Hodel.

"Is this...isn't this really a joke? Your Majesty, you won't be punishing me again just like that time at Gamp's house, right?"

Hodel bowed and asked cautiously.

The look he showed made many MI7 soldiers feel relieved.

Such a flattering person... How could Hodel have any strength?

"No, but you have to listen to Neville when I'm not around, otherwise..."

"I know, I know, Your Majesty, I am very obedient, very obedient."

Hodel interrupted Voldemort and said obediently, but his eyes were already looking at Leonard.

There was a trace of greedy desire in those black gem-like eyes.

"Battle formation, be careful..."

Leonard's heart beat wildly when he saw Hodel. He hurriedly issued orders, but before he could finish speaking, Hodel had already swooped down.

As he dived, countless tiny green light shadows suddenly appeared, swimming in the air like thin snakes, and swept towards the soldiers beside Leonard.

"Shuashuashua~~~"

Green light and shadow passed through the bodies of those people, making a thin sound, accompanied by the sound of these people's bodies falling to the ground.

Then, those green lights and shadows caught a ball of something—probably a soul—and rushed back into Hodel's body.

"Uh~~~"

Hodel burped, and his body suddenly grew in size, but soon began to shrink again.

"It's the Soul Eater!"

Someone screamed in surprise, which made everyone around Leonard shiver.

"Everyone... take off their clothes, he will only attack people who are dressed the same as me."

Leonard hesitated for a moment and then issued the order. It was still not a retreat. This was a double test of Voldemort and Hodel.

Shadow Voldemort made no response to this, and Hodel swooped down again, obviously wanting to suck in more souls before these people took off their clothes.

But in the face of life and death, these people took off their clothes extremely quickly, and some even did not hesitate to use magic. This allowed Hodel to only eat the souls of a few unlucky people.

"They were wearing those clothes, Your Majesty, so..."

"Follow your orders, Hodel."

Voldemort interrupted him coldly and looked at Neville, "You need to be careful when using him. Devouring too many souls will make him go crazy. Then he will attack all living things regardless of the enemy or ourselves."

Neville nodded immediately. He was also very clear about the horror of the Soul Eater.

"Master, how long will it take for you to be resurrected?"

Bella suddenly spoke, her voice was very soft, with a blush on her face.

It was obvious that she enjoyed being embraced by Voldemort, who looked like light and shadow.

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be long. If you want to find me... go to the place where the two of us went alone. You know that, right?" Voldemort lowered his head and said softly.

"Yeah." Bella nodded slowly.

As soon as the conversation between the two ended, a figure suddenly appeared from under the curtain.

It was Sir Gamp. As soon as he appeared, he looked at the curtain, and then he saw the Dark Lord composed of colorful black lights and shadows not far from the curtain.

"You...you...you are the God of Death?"

Gamp asked with his eyes widened and his tone full of disbelief.

"In a sense, that's true."

After a brief silence, Voldemort gave an answer that made everyone present take a long breath.

Sir Gamp, on the other hand, stood stunned on the spot, completely stunned.

If someone gives him a Legilimency spell, one can feel what he is thinking at this time:

What did I ask? What did I ask? What did I ask?

Yes, at this moment, Sir Gamp was completely stunned, and he even forgot the question he asked for a while.

Just because the answer to that question is too shocking.