The Plane Lottery System of the Pantheon

The hissing sound rang out rhythmically, as if responding to Voldemort's call. At the same time, through the moonlight outside the window, a huge snake shadow was reflected on the wall, looking weird and evil.

Voldemort stroked Nagini's huge snake head and whispered, "I know your sincerity, but now is not the time. Believe me, you will be useful soon."

After Voldemort finished speaking, Nagini hissed again.

As if he understood the words of the giant viper, Voldemort nodded, "Go, go to eat, they should have prepared fresh ingredients for you, you will be wronged during this period, and later, I will take you to eat delicious human flesh!" As he said, a trace of coldness flashed in Voldemort's eyes.

A night passed quickly, Zhang Chen woke up from meditation, listened to the chirping of birds outside the house, looked at the rising sun outside the window and stretched, "It's another beautiful day."

Coming out of the cabin, this time Zhang Chen did not go directly to a forest in the valley as usual.

The birds in the woods kept chirping. Zhang Chen felt happy for the whole day listening to the bright birdsong.

Finally, Zhang Chen walked to a cut tree and blew a loud whistle.

Zhang Chen had just finished whistling, and in less than ten seconds, an owl with beautiful feather patterns flew out of the woods.

Zhang Chen hugged the owl, took off the letter tied to the owl's feet, and then touched the owl's feathers and whispered, "Go back."

After the owl left, Zhang Chen looked at the letter in his hand and smiled.

"Voldemort, Voldemort, as expected, this is you, but do you think you can escape from my palm? I originally wanted to win people over with virtue, but now it seems that fighting and killing is more suitable for me. Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being rude."

As Zhang Chen said, the sword energy in his hand was swallowed and spit out, and he destroyed the letter directly, and then began to return to his hut along the same route.

Although Zhang Chen is living a secluded life now, it does not mean that Zhang Chen is out of touch with the entire magic world. Every two weeks, Hagrid will send a letter to Zhang Chen to tell Zhang Chen what happened during this period.

In the entire Hogwarts, it is estimated that no one else is more informed than Hagrid. After all, during the time when Zhang Chen was away, Hagrid would go to the bar in Diagon Alley every night to have a few drinks. The bar is always a good place to get information.

In fact, when Zhang Chen let Voldemort go, he had already thought that Voldemort would find a way to get rid of his restrictions. However, this contract is different from the magic contract. The effectiveness of this contract is very huge. It is impossible to unlock it with Voldemort's ability alone, unless Zhang Chen, the person who signed the contract with him, dies or he dies, the contract will be lifted.

"However, why doesn't Voldemort take this opportunity to trouble me at this time, and go to find these useless things?" Zhang Chen couldn't figure it out. At this time, Voldemort should be concerned about the contract with himself, why would he look for these magical antiques first.

"Could it be... these are Horcruxes?!" Zhang Chen suddenly thought of this question.

At the same time, Zhang Chen also remembered one thing. Voldemort's soul was split into many parts. Although the contract was a soul contract, if Voldemort gave up his current soul and entered other souls, wouldn't the contract be invalid? Even if it succeeded, what Zhang Chen brought back was just a puppet, not the real Voldemort.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen immediately asked the system.

"System, can I escape the contract by transferring my consciousness to other souls after the contract is signed?"

[Respectfully inform the host, yes, the contract is only for the soul, not the consciousness! ]

Zhang Chen then understood what Voldemort was thinking.

It is estimated that Voldemort discovered this method of escape when signing the contract or absorbing the soul in his notebook, but he never told Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen is a novice in the study of souls. After all, in the previous world, there were only more oriental things such as Yuanshen and Jianyi. Naturally, the study of souls is not as powerful as Voldemort, a master of black magic who can split his own soul.

"Even so, Voldemort, do you think I will let you succeed? It just so happens that I am also waiting for this opportunity. It seems that my secluded life will soon end. Next, there may be a lot of blood and many deaths." Zhang Chen said softly.

As Zhang Chen's voice fell, a slight sword sound suddenly came from his body. Although it was only a faint sound, with this sound, the various birds that were chirping around him stopped chirping.

After Zhang Chen noticed this situation, he smiled apologetically at the woods behind him, and walked freely into the cave behind the hut.

The originally white cocoon in the cave has turned yellow, and the color is still deepening. Zhang Chen even thought that it would not turn red or black later.

As long as Zhang Chen thought of the original brain worm that was like a meat worm appearing in front of him with a black body, Zhang Chen felt a chill.

After checking and finding that the cocoon was not yet hatched, Zhang Chen immediately left the cave.

After coming out of the cave, Zhang Chen walked along the mountain wall for a distance, and another cave appeared in front of Zhang Chen.

This cave is completely different from the previous one. At the entrance of the cave, it seems that there is a constant flow of wind pouring in. At the same time, the cave is shrouded in a layer of thick white fog. If Harry and others see it here, they will be surprised and speechless, because these white fogs are extremely condensed and even liquefied spiritual energy.

Zhang Chen spread his sword energy all over his body and walked directly into the cave.

In the depths of the cave, there is an open space. On the ground, there is a large formation filled with Zhang Chen's sword energy that is constantly running. In the center of the formation is a small platform. In the center of the platform is a spring. A red egg floats on the spring. If you look closely, you can see that the egg is breathing slightly.

With every breath, the egg will drive the spring water, causing ripples in the spring water below.

This is the incubation room that Zhang Chen prepared specifically for the fire phoenix egg.

Carved on the ground is the spirit gathering formation that Zhang Chen has just learned. This spirit gathering formation is prepared to provide nutrients for the fire phoenix egg.

It was not until he came to this valley that Zhang Chen realized that his previous thoughts were all wrong. It was not that the fire phoenix eggs were difficult to hatch, but that Zhang Chen did not use the right method.

As a phoenix born from the creation of heaven and earth, how could it be hatched without abundant spiritual energy?