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"Boy, how do you know this name?"

Voldemort stared at Devereaux coldly, with a hint of fear in his crimson eyes.

More and more questions were piling up in his mind: Why did the young man in front of him suddenly become so dangerous?

In just a few seconds, this sense of threat had risen to a level that he could not ignore.

Devereaux exhaled gently, his eyes calm but containing an arrogant edge.

He slowly raised his head, raising the corners of his mouth slightly, as if with a hint of mockery.

"because……"

Devereaux's voice was unhurried, but it struck Voldemort's ears like a low thunder.

"I am your dad!!!"

Before he finished speaking, Devereaux suddenly waved his wand, the magic power instantly increased to the extreme, and the sound of the spell exploded like thunder:

"Avada Kedavra!"

The intense green light was like an evil dragon tearing through the darkness, carrying a suffocating chill and heading straight towards Voldemort.

With the blessing of the "Power of Honor", the power of this spell increased several times, the light was dazzling, the air was filled with a strong aura of death, and even the marble floor began to crack under the impact of the magic.

Voldemort snorted coldly, with a contemptuous smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"Ridiculous! No one knows the Death Curse better than me!"

He waved his wand suddenly, and a silver shield immediately condensed in the thin air.

The surface of the shield is as smooth as a mirror, exuding a cold metallic luster. It is extremely strong and seems to be able to isolate all attacks.

"Bang!"

The death curse hit the shield hard, making a muffled sound, and a dazzling green light exploded.

The surface of the shield trembled slightly, but it was not broken.

The corners of Voldemort's mouth raised slightly, about to reveal a victorious smile.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly froze.

A dark crack appeared in the center of the shield hit by the spell, spreading quietly like a spider's thread.

The cracks spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering the entire shield in an instant.

"What?!"

Voldemort's pupils shrank suddenly, and the pride on his face instantly turned into shock.

He threw the shield violently, and the silver-white shield drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground, making a harsh cracking sound.

"Bang!"

The shield was torn into pieces and turned into pitch-black fragments scattered all over the ground. The originally smooth silver surface had been completely eroded into a coke-like shape, and even traces of black smoke were emitting.

Voldemort stood there, the expression on his face completely frozen.

He stared at Devereaux, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

He never imagined that his magic could be destroyed so easily.

"This...how is this possible! I can't even do it!!"

Voldemort's Adam's apple rolled slightly, he took a deep breath, and for the first time a solemn look appeared on his face.

This shield was specially developed by him to deal with all kinds of deadly black magic, but it was shattered by this kid's blow? !

Devereaux narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the silver shield summoned by Voldemort.

There was a hint of amusement in his eyes, but there was something else in his heart.

【bite! 】

[New spells have been added to the inventory! 】

A series of familiar tones sounded in his mind, but Devereux did not smile.

Although he got the analysis of the new spell, his [Alchemy Genius] entry already clearly understood the secret of the shield.

This is not just a simple defensive spell, but a complex and powerful alchemical creation.

"I see."

Devereaux whispered to himself, his eyes scanning the shield, a hint of wonder in his heart.

This shield is not an ordinary defensive magic, but a highly complex alchemical product.

Its principle is to use alchemy to quickly gather several materials prepared in advance through summoning spells, then use transfiguration to fuse them into entities, and finally apply protective magic to make it a barrier that can resist most black magic attacks. .

"No wonder my death curse only destroyed it but failed to hurt him at all."

Devereaux thought, becoming more wary of Voldemort's magical attainments.

He sighed secretly in his heart.

This kind of magic is not only the crystallization of alchemy, but also combines the essence of transformation and magic. The perfect fusion of the three gives birth to this powerful magic shield.

And Voldemort was able to use it casually during the battle, which proved that he was well prepared for this.

However, this also illustrates one point: Voldemort's visit to Hogwarts was not an impromptu move, but a careful plan.

Not only did he prepare these complex alchemical props, but he also obviously designed detailed response plans for possible battle scenarios.

Devereux raised his wand slightly, with a cold look in his eyes.

Even if he had copied and mastered this magic, he would not be able to use it instantly in battle without preparing those materials in advance.

But Voldemort arranged this perfectly.

Devereaux stood quietly, his eyes contemplative, and his mind gradually cleared up.

He finally understood how Voldemort was resurrected inside Hogwarts.

According to Voldemort's previous remarks, he mentioned seeing Devereaux at St. Mungo's.

This shows that the person who controlled St. Mungo's Doctor at that time was not a member of the Priory of Tindalos, but Voldemort himself.

"Sure enough, this guy has already laid out a trap."

Deverot snorted inwardly, and his memories quickly sorted out Voldemort's trajectory.

Voldemort lost his body in the first battle with Harry, and then attached himself to Professor Quirrell.

Before Quirrell failed, he escaped from that body, and it is very likely that he was attached to an owl.

Although this small animal has limited abilities, it can provide relative freedom of movement, and Voldemort, with his cunning and magic, is fully capable of using this condition to complete the next plan.

Deverot's heart moved, and he thought of the previous clues.

Voldemort only needed to use the convenience of the owl to secretly obtain his father's ashes, and the blood provided by Harry's bleeding incident in the afternoon perfectly completed the last link of the ceremony.

Obviously, Voldemort used the traditional black magic ritual to restore his body, which is exactly the same as the plot in the original book.

"Vold and cunning, step by step, is indeed Voldemort's style."

Deverot sighed, but then frowned slightly.

He felt vaguely puzzled.

Logically, Voldemort should have dealt with Harry Potter immediately after his resurrection. This young man who was destined to be his nemesis in the prophecy was his primary target.

But Voldemort, from St. Mungo's to now, has been cautious and has aimed his main target at himself.

"I obviously didn't do anything to offend him?"

(Fourth update! Sorry for being late!)