Chapter 927: 913： Escaped

After Wormtail left, Voldemort, who was considering his next plan, suddenly felt uneasy. He was possessed by the big mouse and suddenly raised his head and looked around. The mouse's eyes flashed red.

It should be safe here, what are you missing?

At this moment, there were some slight noises outside.

"Wormtail is back?"

Voldemort's feeling of anxiety grew stronger and stronger, he knew that the person who came was probably not Wormtail.

"Good evening Tom, I know you are hiding here."

The wooden door of the hall was creaked open, and a familiar and unpleasant voice rang out in the corridor outside, and Dumbledore walked in with his glowing wand.

Voldemort's mood sank to the bottom. He never thought that Dumbledore would appear here.

An inexplicable feeling of sorrow arises spontaneously.

Not long ago, when he was blocked by Dumbledore, his original plan was completely disrupted. Nagini was also chopped off his head, and he was rushed to run around.

I didn't expect to be blocked by Dumbledore again now.

"I found you." Dumbledore raised his wand and shook it slightly.

Voldemort only felt his body float suddenly, the whole person, no, it should be said that the whole mouse seemed to be held up by an invisible force and struggled feebly in the air, looking very funny.

Voldemort, who originally wanted to take advantage of the possessed mouse to hide, never thought that he would be easily found by Dumbledore.

"It really surprised me that you turned out to be this way, really embarrassed."

Dumbledore stared at the mouse in front of him. He was sure that the mouse was possessed by Voldemort. As for Voldemort's possession itself, he had seen it from Quirrell a few years ago.

Dumbledore waved his magic wand and watched one after another magic mouse flying towards the sky, completely trapping it, Voldemort also completely gave up the struggle.

He finally stopped pretending.

"Dumbledore!"

Voldemort's remnant soul suddenly peeled from the mouse, and rushed out through the cage constructed by Dumbledore.

He floated in the void like a ghost, gritted his teeth and looked at the old man in front of him.

"Good evening Tom." Dumbledore greeted Tom Riddle happily, as if he had met a familiar friend by chance on the way.

"How did you find me?" Voldemort asked with gritted teeth, staring at Dumbledore.

"I have been following Muggle newspapers. You killed a Muggle named Frank Bryce here in August, right!" Dumbledore said lightly, "and here again is Old Tom’s house, you’re hiding here, I’m not surprised at all."

As he said, Dumbledore waved his wand and fired a golden spell at Voldemort's remnant soul, trying to destroy Voldemort's humanity.

It's not that he didn't do nothing during this period. He read many ancient books, looking for magic to deal with ghosts, wandering souls and souls.

Of course, Dumbledore knew that it would be difficult to kill Voldemort without destroying the Horcrux, but everything is possible, and you have to try it.

That's why he tried to test the weakness of Voldemort's remnant soul.

The remnant soul of Voldemort turned a blind eye to the magic as expected, and the spell passed through Voldemort's body, blasting a big hole in the wall.

Voldemort floated directly to the big hole blasted by the spell, and laughed: "You don't want to kill me, Dumbledore."

Two more spells flew, but none of them were effective against Voldemort, as if Voldemort was a shadow.

"Maybe, you need a spell even harder than this."

Voldemort looked down at Dumbledore indifferently, and sneered, "But, I remember you don’t seem to like black magic, why don’t you try it? Don’t you always want to kill me? Don’t tell me you can’t use it. dark magic?"

As soon as the voice fell, more spells flew towards Voldemort who was floating in the air, but all those spells passed through Voldemort, and they couldn't really hurt Voldemort.

"It's useless Dumbledore, it's useless, I know you are looking for my weakness, but it's useless..." Voldemort laughed wildly, as if the frustration of the past few days was vented at this moment.

No way, Voldemort has been too frustrated these days, he needs to vent his anger, lest he be angered.

"I'm curious, what exactly are you now?" Dumbledore was not angry, but looked at Voldemort with interest. "Ghost, wandering spirit? Or neither?"

"What am I?" Voldemort was silent for a moment, and suddenly showed a strange expression, "Actually, I don't know, but I know I'm still alive, that's enough."

"Alive? Are you sure you are still alive?" Dumbledore looked at Voldemort with pity, and said softly, "Very few people want this, Tom. There are few and few, and it's easier to die."

"There is nothing worse than death, Dumbledore!" Voldemort roared.

"Death is just another great adventure." Dumbledore waved his wand, propped up a large enchantment and enveloped the hall.

"Speaking lightly, why don't you die now?" Voldemort sneered, "If you die now, I will agree with you."

"Someone once told me that you must not try to convince anyone. It is too difficult. You will never be able to convince the other person." Dumbledore said calmly. "So, I never expected to convince you. I just talked to you. Just tell the facts."

"Hahaha, hypocritical fellow." Voldemort glanced at Dumbledore contemptuously, and left the house directly through the enchanted enchantment. When Voldemort came out through the roof, he found that the whole house was surrounded by a magical barrier.

At this moment, Voldemort understood.

Dumbledore did not come to him, but to catch Wormtail, and they were obviously aware of their bad situation.

After losing his body, Voldemort was unable to save himself, because every spell that could help him required the use of a magic wand.

Therefore, a loyal servant is very important. As long as there is a loyal servant, he can let the other party use the magic he has researched to help him recreate a body.

If he loses his loyal servant again, he will lose the chance to make a comeback again.

Fortunately, Wormtail, because he went out to pass the message to Batty, he escaped by chance. Otherwise, Arthur, Sirius and Kingsley spread the barrier outside to cover the whole house. Even Peter would not even want to escape. .

"Hahaha, you may be disappointed, Wormtail is not here." Voldemort glanced at Dumbledore, rushed to the dark sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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"Is that Voldemort?"

Sirius looked ugly in the direction where Voldemort had disappeared.

"I think he looks a lot like a ghost." Arthur's face paled. It was because he had so close contact with Voldemort, that guy was really ugly.

"It's not a ghost, ghosts can't easily pass through here." Kingsley lowered his voice, "It feels a bit like a ghost, maybe we can consider a dementor."

"Dementor?"

Arthur and Sirius were both stunned.

"The dementor can **** the soul of humans, and maybe it can also **** the soul of Voldemort." Kingsley explained like the two, "That kind of form should be very weak, and if we are lucky, we might succeed. "

"Very good idea, but I think it's difficult." Dumbledore was not optimistic about Kingsley's idea. "Not to mention that there is no magic that can effectively restrain Voldemort yet, even if you want the dementor to **** Voldemort's soul. , I’m afraid I’ll have to wait for him to regain his body.”

"Perhaps, we can start with Peter. I dare say that Peter will definitely return to Voldemort. If we control Peter with the Imperius Curse, maybe we can... subdue Voldemort. After all, becoming that kind of baby needs to be taken care of." Little Sirius' eyes flashed with dangerous light, "We can completely use the potion to enchant Voldemort, and then let the dementor **** Voldemort's soul and wipe it out completely.

"Voldemort is a master of mind. Few people can deceive him, and it is not easy to find Peter Pettigrew now." Dumbledore was still not optimistic about this seemingly promising plan.

"Should I reveal this to the Ministry of Magic and let them send the Auror to stare here?" Kingsley asked for advice like Dumbledore.

"I don't think they will come back." Arthur didn't think it was a good idea, and if Voldemort did come back, the people watching here would be 80% dangerous.

Facing the dark wizard, and even the more dangerous Death Eaters, the wizards of the Ministry of Magic are not opponents at all, even the Death Eaters.

"He said just now that Peter Pettigrew is not here." Kingsley grasped the point again, "I suspect Peter Pettigrew just left soon."

"Maybe, Voldemort has any way to inform their subordinates?" Sirius was also not optimistic about letting people stay here to ambush Peter.

However, Sirius didn't mind leaving this job to the Ministry of Magic at all.

"Where do you think the last cemetery will be?" Sirius pays more attention to the prophecy. "Will it be the public cemetery of this village?"

"Why is it a cemetery?" Arthur asked rhetorically, "What can be in the cemetery."

"Coffin, bones, tombstone, ashes?" Kingsley didn't understand either. He decided to go back and stab the matter to the Ministry of Magic, so that someone would be sent over there to monitor it.

"It seems that our luck is not so good!"

Dumbledore is also very helpless. If they can meet Peter, they don't have to guess like this, as long as Peter Pettigrew is injected with Veritaserum, they can easily obtain information.

At the same time, Peter Dwarf, who had just gotten food from the Muggle supermarket, suddenly shivered with his hands on his shoulders. An inexplicable feeling of anxiety surged in his heart. He looked around nervously and changed silently. Become a mouse and hide.

I don’t know how long it took. After making sure that the surroundings are safe, Peter couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly picked up the food he had thrown away and left the supermarket apparition.

Before returning to Riddle Mansion, Peter deliberately circled several places, threw off the possible tail and appeared outside the village of Little Hangleton. He found signs of wizard activities around Riddle Mansion. He could give Peter Pettigrew to Terrified.

Moreover, as soon as Peter Apparated, he triggered the wizard's alarm mechanism, almost stunned him, and quickly Apparated and ran away for the first time.

Thanks to Peter being very decisive when he was running, otherwise he would be really blocked by the Auror.

"Peter Pettigrew is actually hiding here."

The two Aurors glanced at each other, and both saw the annoyance in each other's eyes. They actually missed this good opportunity, and Peter Pettigrew escaped.

This is not good news.

In order to prevent being counter-tracked by the Auror of the Ministry of Magic, Peter Pettigrew appeared several times in a row, and finally fled to a remote shore, and finally took a sigh of relief.

Peter's mind is still blank now, he doesn't understand how the Auror could be where.

Where is the Dark Lord?

He regretted leaving the Dark Lord in Riddle's Mansion instead of carrying it in his pocket.

Now how to do?

Peter Pettigrew's mind was in chaos, and he didn't know what to do now.

Finally, after hesitating again and again, Peter still turned into a mouse and sneaked back to Riddle's Mansion. He believed that the Aurors would no longer monitor after seeing them running, at least they would relax their surveillance.

And the dark magic used by the Dark Lord to restore his body obviously needs his father's bones. Peter believes that the Dark Lord will definitely not give up. Maybe the Dark Lord is hiding somewhere in that house.

Peter was really right. After being driven away by Dumbledore, Voldemort returned quietly, and he was possessed by a mouse, hiding in the house waiting for Peter's arrival. Voldemort is still not the most loyal to himself. His servant loses contact, and he still needs to use the other's power to recover his body, and the feeling of sorrow has returned.

Barty Crouch Jr., who was affected by this incident, was actually very aggrieved.

Because the old Batty’s house was kicked by Dumbledore~www.novel35.com~, all the medicinal materials that had been hoarded were confiscated by the Ministry of Magic. Little Batty, who had lost the supply of raw materials, had already experienced a material emergency problem.

Although Barty’s stored compound medicine is still enough for him to use for two months, what should I do after two months?

It takes a long time to boil the compound medicine, so you can't run away because you run out of the compound medicine, right?

That is ridiculous.

Moreover, he himself is being watched by Dumbledore now, and he has no time to get the medicine. Originally, Peter promised to prepare him for the preparation of the compound potion. However, something went wrong that day.

The only good news is probably that Peter is still alive. As for where that guy is hiding, Little Barty doesn’t know.

Barty Jr. is now considering whether to leave Hogwarts. If the Dark Lord cannot fully arrange before the Triwizard Tournament, it will be of no avail to bring Harry Potter over, and will only put himself in danger. .

Besides, Dumbledore was already suspicious of him.

Little Batty knew that once he revealed a flaw someday, Dumbledore must be the first to see the flaw, and he didn't even have a chance to escape.

"You must prepare in advance." Moody put down the "Daily Prophet" in his hand and murmured.

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