Hogwarts: Start By Destroying Nurmengard Prison

As Barty cast a spell, the tattoo on his hand seemed to come alive!

The snake wrapped around the skeleton twisted slowly, and finally raised its "snake head" to look at Little Barty.

Little Barty felt the tattoo on his arm gradually heat up, and finally it could be said to be a slight burning sensation!

But this situation made little Barty ecstatic!

This proves that his master is still alive!

And Voldemort did not disappoint little Barty.

"My loyal servant...you finally contacted me..."

"I knew you were definitely not dead..."

Voldemort's weak voice appeared in little Barty's mind.

He fell to his knees with a thud.

Tears flowed out unconsciously, and he said anxiously and excitedly:

"Master, I'm only now free from Crouch's control!"

"You, Tao, have suffered!"

The three saints following Barty Jr. secretly watched Barty Little's reaction and got goosebumps all over their bodies. twenty three

They discussed quietly:

"Look at this little Crouch, is he mentally unstable?"

"Well, you must be crazy to be so enthusiastic about a mouse."

"What a filial son, he is closer to mice than his own father..."

Little Barty didn't know the three people were discussing him maliciously.

At this moment, his mind was completely focused on talking with Voldemort.

Voldemort's weak voice appeared in Barty's mind again with anger.

"I knew it! I still have loyal servants!"

"Little Barty, Snape betrayed us... I can't do without his 'care' now..."

"What!" Upon hearing Voldemort's words, little Barty was so angry that his whole body was shaking!

Snape actually forgot how much his master valued them!

He gritted his teeth and whispered:

"Master, do you need me to kill that traitor?"

Now little Barty wants to skin Snape!

Voldemort sighed, held back his anger and said:

"Don't go, I haven't recovered my strength yet."

"Snape is not something we can deal with right now!"

Voldemort couldn't help but shudder when he recalled Ian's terrifying aura of black magic and the black mist state.

And some memories are slowly coming back these days.

He even recalled being killed twice by the mudblood named Hermione!

There are also some scattered memories of being controlled by Dumbledore and Ian as a "toy"!

It's just that these memories are not very clear, after all, Dumbledore's oblivion spell is still in effect.

And now he only has one servant, Little Barty, and he can't watch him die!

He needs a long-term plan to wash away these shames!

Listening to Voldemort's words, little Barty felt even more aggrieved for his master.

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with choked sobs:

"I'm sorry, Master, I, I..."

"It is not your fault, my servant, come to me now.

"The Dark Mark will tell you my location.

"I'm still very weak, so as soon as possible..."

Voldemort's voice gradually faded away, and he was too weak to speak to his servant through the Dark Mark for a long time.

"Master? Master?" Little Barty tried calling twice.

But got no response.

Little Barty was silent for a while and then stood up.

His eyes were full of resentment and anger:

"Snape, Dumbledore, I will definitely kill you!"

After speaking, little Barty looked at the Dark Mark on his hand. The snake head on the Dark Mark changed its position.

It stretched out the snake letter and pointed to the location of Gaunt's old house.

"Master, wait a moment, I'll come right away..."

The Saints following Crouch were still discussing.

"Is he the only one who still wants to kill Severus and Lord Dumbledore?"

"I guess he was driven crazy by the Imperius Curse!"

"Hey! Stop talking! Follow him quickly!"

Albo, who was in the Saints' office in Knockturn Alley, sat on the skull throne given to him by Ian and watched the Saints constantly hear about Barty's whereabouts.

After reading it, Albo said to a zombie head on the table:

"Let our people clean up some trouble for Barty."

"We must let him find Voldemort successfully [this is your new toy!"

"You must keep an eye on little Barty until the adults are satisfied!"

After hearing Albo's words, the zombie head's eyes lit up with purple soul fire.

"Ming...Bai!" Then the skull lowered its head again and became silent.

Albo nodded with satisfaction and sat relaxed on the skull throne.

His hand kept touching the skull on the handle.

"I hope your Excellency and Sir will be satisfied!".