The day of the duel at Hogwarts

Chapter 135 The Dark Lord Reappears?
"It's been a month, according to our agreement, you need to help me achieve my goal!"

Sean looked at the diary in front of him. Over the past month, he had gained a lot of knowledge from the diary, whether it was Potions or Transfiguration, he had made great progress, and he even had great progress in spells and black magic. There are also a lot of imports.

Of course, it is impossible to empty out all the contents of the diary in a month, but during this period of time, Sean has spent a lot of knowledge for nothing, and Sean is already very satisfied with the result. I am very sure that even if I follow the diary's instructions to open the secret room, it is impossible to get all the contents of the diary.

What's more, part of Voldemort's soul in the diary itself only has the youthful memories of Voldemort in Hogwarts, and he does not have as much knowledge as Voldemort in the Dark Lord's time. What is missing, Sean is confident that he can also touch it in the future, so When Sean saw this sentence surfaced in the diary, he immediately made a decision, it was time for the diary to play its remaining heat, and finally do something for himself.

"I understand, I will act according to the agreement in a few days."

The words Sean wrote in the diary faded away. The diary did not expect that the boy who got him would agree so happily. Originally, he thought that Sean would bargain with him, and he even made it Prepare to take a step back, but now it seems that there is no need for this.

As usual, Sean regarded the diary as a personal personal teacher. Half an hour before going to bed after studying in the Room of Requirement, Sean put the diary aside and left the Room of Requirement.

On the way back to the Slytherin common room.

Barrett was about to enter the common room, but he suddenly saw a figure walking out of the common room, surrounded by black smoke, and silently followed the passage into the depths of the dungeon.

Looking at the leaving figure, Barrett felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He thought for a while, and followed secretly. When he came to the empty room at the end of the dungeon corridor, he immediately felt something was wrong, and turned around. He wanted to leave, but the moment he turned around, a person hidden in the black smoke appeared in front of him, blocking Barrett's way!
Pulling out the wand directly, Barrett was about to raise the wand when a wisp of black smoke suddenly emerged from the shadow beside him, quickly bound Barrett's arm and wand like a rope, and at the same time the black smoke outside the figure It surged and condensed quickly, turning into a tall and handsome man in a black robe.

Barrett had seen a picture of Voldemort before, so when Sean emerged in a human form condensed according to Voldemort's face, Barrett almost immediately exclaimed: "Black, Lord Dark Lord!"

Once born and twice cooked.

Without any hesitation, Sean immediately controlled Voldemort, who was condensed by the black smoke, and walked slowly in front of Barrett. He reached out and grabbed Barrett's chin, and looked at it carefully. Holding his wand against his throat, he let out a low voice that clamped his throat again, and said, "Ah...

let me see……

A little guy from Slytherin can recognize me at a glance.

You should be glad you're a Slytherin, not something else..."

"You, you, are you really black, the great Dark Lord?"

Voldemort, who was condensed in black smoke, circled around Barrett, stood behind Barrett, and said with a hint of mockery and looking down: "You are doubting me, but it doesn't matter, I have indeed disappeared for a long time, But after I released the Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets to cleanse Hogwarts, you are still doubting my truth, which makes me wonder if you are a smart guy.

A stupid Slytherin?

This is really an insult to Slytherin, maybe I should let the basilisk deal with you before you do something more stupid, and save the great Slytherin's reputation. "

Trembling slightly, Barrett looked at Voldemort, who was gathering black smoke in front of him, and said in a wary voice: "I, I don't doubt the great Dark Lord, I just, I just..."

"You just wonder why I dare to appear here at Hogwarts, under Dumbledore's nose?"

"No, no, the great Dark Lord, of course it is impossible to be afraid of that old lunatic Dumbledore."

Voldemort, who was controlled by Sean's black smoke, showed a sneer, then came to Barrett, stared at him firmly, and said, "Barrett, I know you, I knew it when I saw you You, no one's mind can hide from the great Lord Voldemort.

Under the banner of my fanatics, under the banner of supporting my return, you have assembled some children who sincerely worship me and believe in me, and do things for your private purposes...

Tell me, Barrett.

You like this, how should I deal with you? "

As soon as these words came out, Barrett almost knelt down. He looked at the black smoke Voldemort in front of him, and wanted to say something, but the fluke and suspicion in his heart finally made him defend himself: "I, I, It's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, the great Dark Lord, I just want to use this action to welcome your return, I..."

Hearing Barrett's incongruous and upside-down convenience, Sean knew that it was almost done, so he went a step further, stretched out the palm of the black smoke Voldemort, and grabbed Barrett's neck little by little, as if watching him fall into his own hands. Like a plaything in his palm, he looked at Barrett jokingly, and said, "Oh, really?
That's not what you and that little Slytherin called Dickie said, and I saw the memory in your head of you asking if someone from the Dickie Bursts would break his word.

Are these not your memories?

Or, do you think that as the world's greatest Legilimency master, when faced with a little Slytherin like you, you will not be able to see through your mind? "

This time, Barrett finally believed it.

He knelt down directly to Sean, or Voldemort, who was condensed by the black smoke. He looked at Voldemort, his body trembling, and said with a hint of tears: "Wei, the great Dark Lord, please forgive me, please forgive me, I I really worship you, I believe in you, I am just, I am only fascinated by ghosts for a while, please forgive me, I can be your servant, I will go through life and death for you, please, the great Dark Lord, please forgive me."

"Forgive you, of course...

But before that, I need you to show enough ability to be my servant, I see you want someone to kill three half-breeds and sons of Squibs who are not qualified to stay in Slytherin, kill them, prove your Ability, I will come to you again at this time next week, at that time, I don't want to see their existence again. "

After the words fell, the black smoke quickly shrank, wrapping the figure in the black smoke, and quickly disappeared in front of Barrett, who was trembling and covered in cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)