The Plane Lottery System of the Pantheon

Although he had Harry's guidance, Zhang Chen had run too far and didn't see the black forest until late at night.

It took half a night to get back to Hogwarts.

Originally, Zhang Chen thought that it was late at night and he should take Harry directly back to the dormitory. However, as soon as Zhang Chen entered Hogwarts, he saw a group of people rushing out.

Zhang Chen's sharp eyes also saw Hermione and Jia Lei among them.

After Zhang Chen was surrounded by a large group of people, Zhang Chen said jokingly, "I'm just bringing Harry back, you won't have such a big battle, right?"

Because the sky was relatively dark, and the magic released by a group of people was only surrounded by a white light, so everyone could not see clearly. After Zhang Chen opened his mouth, Hermione and Jia Lei discovered that it was Zhang Chen.

"morning!"

"Master Chen!"

Hermione and Jia Lei walked up to Zhang Chen in surprise, "Teacher, how is Harry?"

Zhang Chen shrugged at this time, and Harry's head appeared from behind Zhang Chen in a black robe.

"Hermione, Jia Lei." Harry smiled reluctantly.

Hermione looked at Harry's reluctant expression and asked, "Morning, what's wrong with Harry? Is he sick?"

Zhang Chen looked at Harry's tired look behind him and couldn't help but touch his nose in embarrassment, "Well, maybe he's a little airsick."

Hermione looked at Zhang Chen with confusion.

Harry is a Quidditch player and flies around in the sky every day, so how can he get airsick? !

Harry spoke slowly at this time, "Hermione, I'm fine, it's just... vomiting!" Harry suddenly retched mid-sentence, and Zhang Chen hurriedly put him down.

It would be embarrassing if this kid vomited on himself.

After Zhang Chen put Harry on the ground, Harry's legs weakened and he fell directly to the side. Jia Lei caught Harry quickly with quick eyes and hands.

"Are you okay?"

Harry forced a smile and looked at Zhang Chen with a hint of complexity.

In fact, it's not Harry's fault at all for being like this. The main reason is that Zhang Chen deviated too far in the direction, so Zhang Chen's speed along the way has soared to the extreme.

Zhang Chen naturally didn't care about things like wind pressure. After all, his body had been strengthened, but wind pressure of such intensity had already tortured Harry to a state of disbelief.

Zhang Chen didn't pay much attention to Harry. After seeing someone taking care of Harry, Zhang Chen walked directly to one of the instructors in the college and asked, "Which one is in the college, Professor Dumbledore or Professor McGonagall?"

"They're all gone, chasing after Voldemort." The mentor was still wary of Zhang Chen.

"Chen, your suspicion has not been ruled out yet, so I can't let you enter the academy. I hope you can understand."

Zhang Chen nodded, "That's it. Is Hagrid here? I'll spend the night at Hagrid's place tonight, is that okay?"

In fact, according to the tutor's idea, Zhang Chen's personal freedom should be restricted first. However, Zhang Chen's strength is obvious to all. He can chase Voldemort. The tutor looked around and saw that there were only half-year-old children around him. In the end, he could only He nodded and agreed to Zhang Chen's suggestion. After all, these people probably weren't enough for Zhang Chen to fill the gap between his teeth.

Soon, everyone went back to rest. Zhang Chen asked his mentor to send a signal to Dumbledore and the others, and then he came to Hagrid's cabin.

The lights in Hagrid's cabin were still on at this time. Zhang Chen guessed that Hagrid was still asleep, so he knocked on the door decisively.

Inside the room, Hagrid was sitting on a chair with a sad look on his face.

He brought Zhang Chen here. From the first time he met Zhang Chen to the last time Zhang Chen came to teach in the college, he and Zhang Chen had been getting along for such a long time. In fact, he had begun to like Zhang Chen's character.

Zhang Chen always feels very reliable. With such a friend by his side, no matter who he is, he will be very satisfied.

Thinking of this, Hagrid sighed again.

But now that Zhang Chen and Voldemort have been forcibly linked together, Hagrid has no evidence to help Zhang Chen clear his suspicion.

"I don't know where Zhang Chen is now..."

Just when Hagrid was thinking about Zhang Chen, there was a knock on the door.

"who!"

Hagrid stood up and looked at the door of the hut warily.

It's midnight now, who's knocking on my door? !

"It's me, Hagrid. You haven't rested yet, right? Just in time, I need to stay at your place tonight."

Zhang Chen's voice came from outside the door.

After Hagrid heard Zhang Chen's voice, he immediately went to open the door, and it turned out to be Zhang Chen outside the door.

"When did you come back! How is Voldemort? Where is Harry?"

Before Zhang Chen could speak, Hagrid asked a lot of questions.

"I just came back. Harry is fine and has returned to the academy. As for Voldemort..." After saying that, Zhang Chen took out the golden ball from his arms.

"Here it is!"

Hagrid looked at the golden ball, "This is it?"

Zhang Chen threw the golden ball to Hagrid, "Oh, there is Voldemort in this."

Hagrid, who had just caught the ball, almost dropped the ball to the ground when he heard Voldemort inside.

"What! You caught him?!"

Zhang Chen walked into the room and sat directly on the chair.

"yes."

Hagrid looked excited, "This is a big deal! You actually caught Voldemort, who is feared by the entire magical world! Chen! You are going to be prosperous!"

Zhang Chen saw that there was a big cup in front of him, and there was half a cup of wheat wine in it, so he took a sip and said, "What should I say? Isn't it just Voldemort?"

Hagrid shook his head, "Do you know how terrifying Voldemort was more than a decade ago? At that time, the entire magic world was almost Voldemort's. He not only wrote many books about black magic, but also gathered a lot of servants, accumulating huge wealth in the entire magic world."

Zhang Chen naturally didn't care about wealth, but when Zhang Chen heard that Voldemort had written many books about black magic, Zhang Chen suddenly became interested.

"You said that many books about black magic were written by him?"

Hagrid was slightly stunned after hearing Zhang Chen's question, "Shouldn't you pay attention to the treasure accumulated by Voldemort?!"

Zhang Chen snorted, what's the use of treasure alone? Magic books are priceless! If Voldemort really wrote a lot of books on black magic, then the treasure pavilion will usher in a new round of expansion, plus the priceless treasures with huge magic power collected by Voldemort, maybe this time it will be a big harvest!

Zhang Chen thought of this and looked at the ball in Hagrid's hand with a smile.

Voldemort, Voldemort, you are so useful.

At this time, Voldemort also felt a chill in the sphere, "Strange, why do I feel cold without a body? Could it be that I have consumed a lot of my strength recently and I am weak again?"

Voldemort looked at the gray mist that had faded a lot and nodded, "Sure enough."