Voldemort trembled. For a long ti, he had been extrely proud of himself. He took it for granted that a wizard like himself, with an ancient bloodline, remarkable magical talent, and even extraordinary wisdom, should be proud of himself.
Even though he failed several tis in a row, Voldemort believed from the bottom of his heart that there was nothing shaful about being defeated by Grindelwald and Dumbledore.
As arrogant as Voldemort, he had to admit that these two old n possessed the most powerful strength in the world, or he would not have chosen to cooperate with the Returners.
The strength of these two old n cos from their age. He is immortal, more talented, and more ambitious, not to ntion that they need to work together to deal with him.
Moreover, the environnt in which he grew up was incomparable to those who ca from these wizarding families. The experience in the orphanage gave Voldemort a vague and strange sense of superiority. Growing up in such a difficult environnt made him a better person.
But now, the scene in his mory made it impossible for Voldemort to maintain the peace of mind he thought he had. It is understandable to lose at the hands of Dumbledore and Grindelwald, but this kid who has only studied magic for a few years is not even a half-blood and cos from a Muggle family.
A Mudblood pretended to be himself to deceive his most capable subordinates. Under his words, Barty beca even more loyal to him.
He stared fiercely at Sean in the mory, wishing he could tear him to pieces. Voldemorts mood swings will not interrupt the mory, and Sean is still brainwashing Barty.
Barty, how much do you know about souls?
Barty said respectfully, Not much. I only know an Imperius Curse, so Im nothing to you.
Sean smiled, Of course. Barty, I have been researching the soul, and this ti, the dirty soul pieces that I separated out is a good thing but also a troubleso thing.
Why do you say so, master? Barty asked.
Sean waved his wand lightly, and the tip of his wand emitted a green light, Wallups body is good, so good that I cant believe hes actually a Mudblood. Since this body is now mine, Ive put my soul into this body.
However, even I dare not say that I have fully understood the mysteries of the soul, and accidents may still occur. Seans eyes darkened.
Master? Barty looked at Sean.
When I took possession of the body, this kids soul resisted. Dumbledore and Grindelwald had taught him about soul magic, but he was still able to barely hold my attack, Sean said, telling lies without changing his expression. Still, Bartys expression showed that he believed him completely.
Of course, I can deal with this kids soul slowly, but unfortunately, he was in Nurngard at that ti, and Grindelwald would pay attention to him from ti to ti. Sean snorted with resentnt, I hid it from other peoples eyes, and I cant fail at the most critical mont.
But I am the greatest dark wizard after all, Sean raised his chin, I have found a better solution. For many years, when studying the soul, I also encountered problems. Although I dealt with them all, so hidden dangers were left in the depths of my soul.
Barty turned pale with fright. Just as he was about to speak anxiously, his eyes suddenly widened. Imdiately afterward, the expression on his face turned into surprise.
Master, you said that you separated the garbage?
Sean smiled, Barty, you are still as sharp as ever. Yes, I took this opportunity to separate the hidden dangers in the depths of my soul. I have the most potential body and the strongest soul ever; hence, I can beco stronger.
Master, I am moved by your wisdom and strength. Barty knelt down on one knee again.
Get up, my friend, Sean smiled softly, Do you know why Im telling you this?
First of all, of course, it is your trust in , and secondly, it should be about the little trouble you ntioned just now?
Sean smiled with satisfaction, Its really a pleasure to talk to a smart person like you.
You taught well, master, Barty said respectfully.
Even in mory, Voldemort almost spits out. This master-servant mutual relationship made him feel sick.
Sean patted him on the shoulder, Barty, on that piece, the soul belonging to Sean Wallup has been completely killed by . His resentnt and unwillingness to attach to before he died ca out, and a strange thing ford.
Into a ghost?
Sowhat similar, and you wont understand it much. You just need to know that the soul pieces have escaped to a certain corner of the world and are slowly recovering their strength.
Should I go to find that piece and destroy it? Barty asked quickly.
Sean waved his hand, Its not that simple; its essentially a part of my soul; although its garbage, it also took away part of my strength and knowledge. For , its not a big problem, but for you, it may be dangerous.
He glanced coldly at the manor Bellatrix was telling the Death Eaters.
I dont have much energy for the next ti. Im going to get my strength back. During this period, my main focus will not be on you Sean turned back, Barty, you are different from those idiots, so I want to tell you this.
Master? A huge trust almost brought tears to Bartys eyes.
That soul piece may slowly beco active, and it is likely to want to take advantage of it and try to grab what belongs to . But I am not soone it can ss with. Sean looked at Barty.
Barty thought hard for a while, shaking his head, You an it will pretend to be you when you are not around and co to us?
Thats right, Sean nodded, Although its rubbish, it carries my breath, and even you cant tell the difference. Please send a ssage when the ti cos. You have to face it alone. Barty imdiately raised his head and puffed out his chest.
Master, no one can shake my loyalty to you. I am willing to make an unbreakable vow for this.
Sean clapped his hands in relief, Very well, I am relieved by your determination. There is no need for that, my most trusted friend.
The mory is slowly dissipating into foam and mist, and the voices of the two are getting smaller and smaller.
Rember, dont let that trash blind you.
Yes, master.
In the room of the manor, Voldemort suddenly raised its head from the pensieve. Voldemort was panting violently.
Master? Wormtail saw this scene, approached cautiously, and asked boldly.
Voldemorts panting gradually subsided, and his voice returned to its usual coldness.
Get out, Wormtail.
Ah? Master? Wormtail didnt react for a mont.
Voldemorts slender eyes swept slightly, and the chill in his voice was terrifying, I said get out.
Yes! Wormtail fled out of the room, closing the door behind him with trembling hands.
The room returned to silence. After a while, a dazzling green light hit the opposite wall fiercely, the stones splashed, and expensive antique vases and famous paintings were instantly reduced to ashes. Voldemorts voice can be heard, and the killing intent and endless resentnt can be felt.
Sean Wallup!
Sean! A voice sounded, but there was so anger in it.
Sean was lying on the cushion, turned his head, and saw Hermione and Daisy behind her.
Good evening. Whats up, Hermione? Sean didnt understand.
Hermione glared at him angrily, You still asking this? You skipped class! My God, I cant believe it. Its Snapes class! You didnt even see Snapes expression! Harry was even deducted three extra points for this!
Sean was taken aback for a mont and turned pale with shock. There were too many things; he was so absorbed in thinking about the incident that he forgot about the Potions class.
He couldnt even find an excuse. After all, Snape was also there. However, he cant comnt on Harrys situation.
Sean smiled bitterly, If I said I forgot about it, do you believe it?
Hermiones expression gradually turned, and she moved forward, Does it still matter?
Yeah. Sean nodded.
After thinking about it for a while, he told the two of them about the situation he had.
Hermiones eyes widened in disbelief, Lockhart Is the last person?
Sean spread his hands helplessly, I didnt expect it at first. I found sothing wrong in the library this afternoon, and Like I said, I forgot the Potions class. Why did Snape make things difficult?
Hermione also frowned, Hes been annoyed at you lately
Daisy raised her hand, Sean, I can help you with Professor Snape.
Dont! Sean was so frightened that he quickly stopped Daisy.
Suppose Daisy goes to plead for him. Hell be dead tomorrow.
Ill be scolded in the next Potions class Sean said helplessly.
He didnt want to skip class, but he was so absorbed in thinking about things that he really forgot about them. The main thing of this incident is Trelawneys prophecy, and the Returners plan is not considered a success. After all, an incomplete prophecy may not help them much.
With everyones efforts, they barely broke their plan, although they still dont know what prophecy the Returners want.
However, catching them is a bit of a reward. Dawson is dealt with, and If Lockhart stays in Hogwarts longer, he may cause unimaginably big problems in the future. In addition to thinking about the purpose of the Returners, Sean also thought about Lockhart.
With Lockharts personality, Sean did not consider him an undercover agent. It was hard for him to imagine what the Returners had done to Lockhart.
Sean cares a little bit about him. In this incident, many people were continuously extracted and modified their mories. Sean himself has studied mory-related magic in depth. He can do it, but it is not easy to do.
The Returners research on mory magic has probably exceeded his imagination. Coincidentally, Lockhart, who is proficient in mory magic, is their undercover agent.
This group of people may be researching new spells or other uses of mory, but the purpose is unknown.
Another point that is the crystal left by Dawson. It is known that the crystal can control the Dentors to a certain extent. In addition, after Dawson used it by piercing it into his abdon, his control over the Mouth will also increase significantly.
The most important thing is that the Returners seem to value this crystal very much, and they did not hesitate to tell Lockhart to get it back with all the risk presented.
Sean has been thinking about these things all afternoon but hasnt co to many useful conclusions.
Dumbledore is not here, the old Grindelwald is hiding under the invisibility cloak, and the real Grindelwald is still absorbing the magic power from Qilins blood. Sean finds that he cant find a trustworthy and knowledgeable person to discuss this situation with.
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