Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Chapter 535 Brain Hall

When Voldemort finished recreating the magic web, it was already late at night.

The professors who stepped into Hogwarts again instantly felt the changes here.

"It feels like the magic is much stronger."

"Using magic just got easier."

"I even think my understanding of magic has improved."

The professors were surprised by this result and turned their attention to Voldemort.

But Voldemort just smiled and said nothing, and did not explain the existence of the magic network.

"The future of Hogwarts, and the wizards, is in your hands."

After saying a simple word, Voldemort said goodbye and left.

Recreating a magic network, even if it is small and non-permanent, is extremely difficult for wizards.

Even though Voldemort's body is powerful, his spirit is limited after all.

After returning to Castle Gunter to rest for a night, Voldemort headed to the Department of Mysteries the next day.

"Join the Department of Mysteries?"

Sir Gamp looked at Voldemort in surprise, as if to confirm whether the other party was joking.

"Yes, just follow the normal procedures. No special care is required."

Voldemort nodded and said, looking towards the Hall of Time.

He still remembered the time creatures that were wrapped back in his memory world. He wondered if he could study them again in this hall and make more time converters.

"Then...well, please come with me."

Sir Gamp said hesitantly, then turned and led Voldemort towards the Hall of Brains.

Following Sir Gamp into the bright brain hall, Voldemort's first sight was the huge glass tank filled with dark green liquid in the center of the room.

"I need to do a simple registration. Wait a moment, Your Majesty."

Sir Gamp came to the only table in the room and began to fill in the information as he spoke.

While he was filling it out, Voldemort carefully watched the white objects floating in the water tank.

Occasionally, brains surfaced, allowing Voldemort to instantly determine that they were human brains.

"Why are there so many brains?" Voldemort asked Gamp who was writing.

"Sorry, Your Majesty, I can't say it yet."

Sir Gamp said apologetically, and then immediately added, "But when you join the ranks of the Silent People, I will immediately give you the position of leader. In this way..."

"Then we'll talk about it later."

Voldemort waved his hand, indicating that Sir Gamp didn't need to say so much.

Voldemort himself was still somewhat hesitant about becoming the leader of the Silent Men.

After all, he is the God of Death, and it feels a bit weird to be the leader of his own organization.

And compared to the God of Death, becoming the leader also gave him the feeling of surrendering to his future self.

That was exactly what Voldemort didn't want to see.

Being plotted by the God of Death already made him very unhappy. If he worked for the other party again, it would make him feel that his dignity had been trampled on.

Some people may think that the God of Death is him in the future, and he doesn't have to be like this.

But Voldemort just wasn't happy.

He has always wanted to be strong in his life, even if he faced himself, he still would not give in.

For these reasons, Voldemort would not want to replace Sir Gamp as the leader of the Silent People if possible.

But he couldn't say much until the result was decided.

After all, it would be embarrassing if he got slapped in the face in the end.

After waiting silently for a while, Sir Gamp filled out the form and began to introduce the next ceremony to Voldemort.

Voldemort listened quietly, nodding from time to time to show that he understood everything.

In fact, even if the other party didn't say it, he knew this process. After all, he had seen it with his own eyes when Snape joined the Silent People.

After Gamp finally introduced the entire process and reminded Voldemort of all possible symptoms and treatment plans, the ceremony finally began.

The two walked through the water stains to the water tank, and Voldemort slowly reached into the water tank.

There was no feeling of coldness at all. On the contrary, the water was very warm.

And the moment his hand entered the water tank, all the brains seemed to receive some signal at the same time, and they all rushed towards Voldemort.

"Wow~~~"

Suddenly water splashed in the water tank, and all the brains rushed towards Voldemort.

This scene was like a piranha smelling blood. The splash of water and the loud noise made Sir Gamp tremble.

At the same time, Voldemort also frowned.

He was a little hesitant, not understanding what this meant.

So before the brain closest to him touched his arm, he chose to take his hand out of the water tank.

"What happens when that brain touches me?"

Voldemort turned to look at Sir Gamp and asked in a tone that could not be refused.

"Here..." Sir Gamp pointed to his head, "This place has been sealed, it cannot be said."

Voldemort frowned dissatisfied, and all he got was Gamp's helpless expression.

"Will he harm my mind?" Voldemort asked.

"No," replied Sir Gump.

"Where's the memory?"

"Won't."

"Is there any substantial harm?"

Faced with this inquiry, Sir Gamp said that he could not answer.

Voldemort thought for a moment and said, "Besides preventing you from telling the secret of the Silent Man, will there be any harm?"

Sir Gamp still said he could not answer.

"In addition to preventing you from telling the secrets of the Silent Man and punishing you in the process of forcing you to tell the secrets, will there be any other harm?"

"Won't."

Sir Gamp finally spoke, and it was clear that Voldemort had guessed correctly this time.

"Is it used to seal memories?"

"right."

After asking this last question, Voldemort finally made up his mind.

The next moment, he put his hand back into the dark green water tank, and the brains who had been waiting next to him immediately started fighting fiercely.

For a moment, water splashed everywhere, causing more water stains on the ground.

The battle ended in an instant, because a white brain had possessed Voldemort.

Taking his hand out of the water tank, Voldemort lowered his head and observed the thinking tentacles behind his brain.

Those tentacles look real and illusory, very mysterious.

While watching, Voldemort was also waiting for the pain to come. After all, when he looked at Snape before, this ritual hurt Snape enough.

But he obviously thought too much, and the pain did not appear as expected.

In fact, he didn't feel any physical changes in a short period of time.

And just when he was about to ask Sir Gamp if something was wrong, he suddenly felt his eyes go dark.

"Snapped."

Staggering, Voldemort stepped on the water stains with a crisp sound.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Sir Gamp rushed forward to help Voldemort and asked with concern.