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"Voldemort?!"

The dim wall lamp swayed in the deep room.

It cast mottled shadows.

It made the already gloomy environment even more mysterious.

The eyes of the plaster statue flashed unnatural light in the dark.

It was like two glowing gems.

It was particularly abrupt in this quiet night.

Deverot looked at the plaster statue very nervously.

He exclaimed.

"Voldemort? Haha, no one has called me that for a long time. I thought I was going to drown in this endless knowledge."

The plaster statue smiled at Deverot.

The smile seemed a little distorted under the dim light.

It seemed like the traces left by the passage of time.

But because his plaster statue had no arms.

The scene at this time was very... uh... funny?

A half-human-sized plaster statue was lying on the ground.

Tilting his head as much as possible to the direction that Deverot could see.

If it wasn't midnight.

Deveraux might have thought this scene was a bit funny.

But now he was tense all over!

His wand pointed straight at the plaster statue that was talking.

He was ready to cast a curse on it at any time.

He was 100% sure.

The one controlling the plaster statue at this time was Voldemort's Horcrux!

I saw it from the panel just now.

He mastered the three unforgivable curses that no one could match!

Even if Voldemort didn't use the killing curse.

Deveraux was hit by one of them.

That would be a pain!

So now he stared at the plaster statue.

He was ready to defend against its attack on him at any time.

"Hahaha, don't be so nervous, you see, I'm just a small statue."

Said the plaster statue with green eyes, or Voldemort's Horcrux.

Gulu Gulu rolled to a pile of debris.

Leaned himself on it.

Finally, he didn't have to support his neck to talk to Deveraux.

"Haha, I just want to ask you some questions. After all, I have been here for too long."

The young Voldemort twisted his neck.

Like a person who has been sleeping for a long time.

Finally woke up.

Deveraux tried his best to keep himself rational at this time.

Adjusting his breathing.

Trying to use meditation to calm his mood.

"Oh? The Pure and Quiet Way? I thought it had been lost a long time ago."

Voldemort looked at Deveraux with interest.

Deveraux was immediately shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

Voldemort was referring to the meditation he was using now!

The other party's knowledge reserve was indeed terrifying.

"What on earth do you want to do!"

Deveraux decided not to let the other party take the lead.

He had to first figure out the other party's intentions.

In the original book, there was no situation where the Horcrux came to life.

He could only improvise now.

"Well, actually I just want to know what's going on outside, and what's going on with my future self... um... Voldemort?"

This young version of Voldemort seemed very friendly at this moment.

He didn't look like he could cast magic after losing both hands.

But considering that he failed in the end.

The news that he was killed by Harry's counter-curse might drive him crazy.

Deveraux decided to be more tactful.

"You failed, and the Death Eaters were all arrested."

Uh.

It seemed a bit direct.

But Voldemort was very calm after hearing this.

There was no ripple.

"Really? Little guy, if that's the case, I might have to see it myself!"

Said.

The plaster statue's eyes glowed green!

"Let me see what happened!"

Deveraux saw that the situation was not good.

He waved his wand immediately!

"Smash to pieces!"

A laser shot at the plaster statue.

Bang!

After a loud bang.

The plaster statue shattered.

In the dust.

The fragments scattered all over the ground.

But it was only the plaster statue that was shattered!

I saw the crown of Ravenclaw slowly rise.

It trembled slightly in the air.

Like a living thing.

"I can't see your thoughts. Is there anyone protecting you? Interesting kid, forget it, I don't have much power, but I can make this place only for you to come in. Come and play when you have time. Tell me about what's happening outside."

As he said.

The crown floated lightly to the top of another statue.

In an instant.

The eyes of the statue also emitted a strange green light.

Blinked at the stunned Deveraux.

In an instant.

Deveraux felt a strong dizziness.

The surrounding scene spun rapidly.

When he stood firm again.

He found himself standing outside the door of the Slytherin lounge.Holding a piece of paper and a light blue silk scarf in his hand.

Deveraux unfolded the paper.

The handwriting on it was neat and delicate.

"Hey, little guy, if you have time, you can bring your silk scarf to come to me again and tell me stories about the outside world."

Deveraux quickly lit the paper with his wand.

The flames devoured the paper.

Leaving a wisp of green smoke.

Deveraux threw the wreckage behind him.

He didn't want to see this Dark Lord again!

But all kinds of doubts followed him like a shadow.

Isn't Voldemort's entry inherently ruthless?

But the exchange just now made him feel that the other party seemed more like a lonely person who was eager to listen.

Is there something wrong with the description of the entry?

Deveraux couldn't help but doubt.

Is all this a carefully designed trap.

Trying to lure him into a trap?

And why when he first met.

He was just an ordinary Horcrux that could bewitch people.

After using the meditation method to perceive indirectly.

It became something that could communicate, and it felt like a ghost in the school!

Could it be that my magic accidentally activated some kind of consciousness in it?

And why was he not angry at all when he heard that he failed, and had no other reaction?

What does it mean that seeing is not necessarily believing?

Deveraux's mind is now about to be overwhelmed by these complicated information!

I can't figure it out!

Deveraux decided.

Tell Dumbledore this information immediately!

Let the professors solve this problem.

Thinking.

Deveraux picked up the light blue scarf.

I wanted to burn it too.

But I didn't expect that the moment I picked it up.

[Ding! ]

[Obtained props! ]

Deveraux was stunned.

This thing is actually a prop certified by the system?

Before, only system rewards and magic wands could be recognized as props by the system!

This ordinary-looking scarf is actually a prop?

Deveraux put down his wand.

He looked around.

He made sure that Furchi was not nearby.

It was almost two o'clock in the evening.

He did not want to be locked up.

Then he said the code to the stone wall.

Waiting for the secret passage to appear.

Deveraux returned to the Slytherin lounge.

The lounge was empty at this time.

There was only the sound of the matches burning in the fireplace.

And the sound of the waves hitting the shore coming from outside the window.

Deveraux felt a little relieved.

But the coldness inside made Deveraux shiver a little.

Then he sat on a ring-patterned chair closest to the fireplace.

Deveraux began to check his latest props.

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[Item: Ravenclaw's Token]

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[Ravenclaw's Token: This is a token exclusive to Ravenclaw, which will only be given to special people. Its purpose is unknown. Once the token is given, both parties will establish an unbreakable oath, which the recipient cannot betray in every sense. ]