The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Located in the northwest of Cumbria, there is an old castle that has been abandoned for many years.

It was built on a hill, backed by an impenetrable mountain.

There is no gate at all. If you want to go in, you have to run to the south of the castle and climb up the rope ladder. This is the only way. It is said that because the owner of the castle has harmed countless people, he is afraid that someone will touch him and seek revenge. .

Of course, the owner of the castle has been dead for hundreds of years, and no one has lived here for hundreds of years. The windows above were sealed, the tiles on the top were incomplete, and the ivy crawled all over the castle...

In recent years, rumors about the castle have been solid; it is said that this place is already a den of vampires. One night twenty years ago, a group of college students tried to break into the castle, but they lost all news of it; until more than ten days Finally, their mummy collectively appeared in the town of Carlisle, ten miles away. Of course, the two new visitors to the castle would naturally not believe such groundless rumors.

After a tiring journey, they continued to a quiet place to rest.

...

"Wormtail, water!" A cold and sharp voice sounded from the castle.

The owner of this voice is a black figure, his pale complexion is disgusting, as if he is not a living person at all; at the same time, there is a chill that goes deep into the bone marrow in his voice.

"Okay... okay... master!" A bald short man next to him said quickly, his gray hair, bald eyes, eyes full of timidity and fear.

He raised his wand tremblingly, aimed at the cup in front of him, and whispered: "Clear water is like a spring (Aguamenti)!"

Then, he picked up the cup in a panic, ran up to the black shadow, and handed the cup to him tremblingly.

The black figure took a sip, and then...

"Wormtail... I said... don't put so much honey in the water..." he growled angrily.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry, master!" The short wizard kept bowing to him, his voice full of fear: "I'll pour you another glass now..."

"No need, get out!" Black Shadow shouted angrily.

The short man ran out in a hurry, leaving only the black shadow alone in the castle.

Calm was restored in the castle.

...

With a big gulp, Voldemort drank all the honey water in the cup.

Too much honey was a lie, Voldemort just wanted to drive Wormtail away and be alone.

The last such trip was more than a year ago, before the Ministry of Magic noticed that he had returned, and Nagini was by his side; and now that Nagini was dead, those stupid pigs at the Ministry were like Mosquitoes are extremely annoying.

The honey was stolen two days ago when they passed by a farm... They didn't even dare to kill the Muggles who were chasing them, because once a Muggle was killed, the stupid pigs from the Ministry of Magic would definitely find it .

The failure of the Battle of the Department of Mysteries was too tragic. Today's Voldemort can only flee all over the UK like a bereaved dog; in order to avoid the pursuit of the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix.

While thinking about it, Voldemort took out a small wine glass from his pocket: it had two finely processed pure gold handles, and the body of the glass was engraved with symbolic exquisite carvings, a badger...

"This is the last one!" Voldemort said to himself.

During the Battle of the Department of Mysteries, two Horcruxes were suddenly destroyed, causing Voldemort's soul to feel terrible pain... which eventually led to his defeat with the Death Eaters. And after the Battle of the Department of Mysteries, he quickly sent his trusted Death Eaters to find the remaining Horcruxes, but they were all caught by people from the Order of the Phoenix or the Ministry of Magic... When Voldemort reacted, two more A Horcrux was destroyed!

Plus Nagini who died over a year ago...it's already the only one left...

Once it is also destroyed, then oneself will really face the threat of death.

Be sure to hide it, hide it in the safest place...don't let it be destroyed by Dumbledore again!

Thinking of this, Voldemort couldn't help coughing violently. This body is too weak, much weaker than the previous body.

...

"In any case, Dumbledore must be killed!" Voldemort thought secretly.

This is the only way!

As long as Dumbledore dies, the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic will be in chaos and become vulnerable...

The giants have submitted to their rule, although they are still hiding in the mountains of the Pyrenees; the same is true for the dementors, Yaxley took them to Greenland; A large number of corpses...

As long as the plan to kill Dumbledore succeeds, all this will bring great surprises to the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic!

Not to mention the Death Eaters, although they may not be loyal to themselves; but once Dumbledore dies, they will definitely kneel down in front of him again, begging for his forgiveness...

But right now, there aren't many Death Eaters to be trusted!

Bella and Dolohov, the Death Eaters who have been imprisoned in Azkaban for many years, may be loyal, but now they are basically all imprisoned in Azkaban; Lucius is also loyal, Although he is very smooth, he is too deep to escape, but he is also locked in Azkaban now; of course, there is little Barty, but Voldemort does not know how he Dead, when did he die and was transferred...

Now alive... Wormtail, the fool who betrayed his friends, so he won't betray himself again!

And... Severus Snape... Despite his suspicions about Severus, Voldemort had completely trusted his loyalty since receiving his warning before the Battle of the Department of Mysteries.

So he handed over that most important plan to him.

As long as he can succeed...then there is still room for redemption!

Voldemort touched the golden cup hidden in his arms, then closed his eyes... After a long day of fleeing, he needed to rest.

...

In the corner of the old castle, a strange mouse shuttled between the gaps in the corner.

A very strange mouse with a little finger missing from one of its hind paws and a front paw that seemed to be made of silver...

The strange mouse seems to be struggling to find something...

Finally, it stopped in front of a silver mouse statue.

"Squeak!" It called softly a few times, and then left.

A minute after the mouse left, the silver mouse statue suddenly disappeared.