Glory To Slytherin

Chapter 170

After the young Voldemort finished speaking, there was a silence in the room that made him flustered.

Ulysses was still looking at the play, and Helena glared at the young Voldemort. It was he who deceived his mother’s crown from his own mouth.

Rowena Ravenclaw was silent for a while, looked at the young Voldemort who bowed her head silently, and asked:

“Done?”

“It’s over.”

The young Voldemort nodded honestly, looking as if he had been slaughtered. He knew that Roina Ravenclaw, as a legendary wizard, must have the means to pry out information from his head, even if her current ability is far less than hers, the young Voldemort did not dare to underestimate it.

Therefore, before she came hard, the young Voldemort had said everything that should be said, after all, it was uncomfortable to be seduced.

Rowena Ravenclaw nodded, her eyes sharpened suddenly, her right hand stretched out, and she shook it.

The face of the young Voldemort changed drastically, and his heart was shocked. He only felt that the origin of his own soul was shaking. There seemed to be an invisible thread connecting his remnant soul with his body who still didn’t know where he was.

“you……”

He gritted his teeth and just wanted to say something, but saw the gray mist in the room constantly tumbling and surging, and magic began to circulate and tear the virtual body formed by his black energy.

Ulysses’ gaze narrowed slightly, staring intently at the way Roina Ravenclaw used magic.

The castle model continuously spilled out huge magical power, and the tide generally impacted the black qi of the young Voldemort.

A touch of helplessness and despair flashed in the young Voldemort’s eyes. The black energy that was scattered around him solidified for a moment, and then every ray of black energy seemed to be a bomb, exuding a dangerous aura that might explode at any time.

Ulysses chuckled lightly. This scene suddenly had some requirements. Before entering the Slytherin’s secret room, Tom, who was still a student, used similar methods.

Of course, he was not too scared. At that time, Tom’s strength was not enough to cause any harm to himself, and now… if Rowena Ravenclaw is present, he is even less worried.

Sure enough, Rowena Ravenclaw snorted coldly, and the magic spilled out of the castle model was like a delicate net, completely enveloping every strand of black air, making their explosive fetus dead.

The young Voldemort didn’t say a word, turned into black energy, and was directly crushed by the huge magical power.

In the underground palace of Albania, Voldemort is sitting in front of an ancient stone monument, and his soul communicates deeply in it.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the center of his eyebrows, and the spirit body without physical support fell apart for a while, and he felt that his whole person was split.

After a long time, the pain from the soul gradually calmed down. He gritted his teeth and muttered to himself:

“Damn… which one was ruined?”

…

Ulysses was a little surprised, and asked softly:

“Madam, you just wiped him off so simply? Don’t ask anything?”

Rowena Ravenclaw shook her head and said casually:

“No need. I know that the ancient stele, the dark magic recorded on it is weird and unpredictable, and some are not even sure of me. I found his body in a very distant place, I don’t know if it is. Albania in his mouth.”

Ulysses opened her mouth, and she continued:

“About the ancient monument, you will understand it when you reach the test site. You don’t need to know too much now. But I want to remind you that it is best to treat the ancient monument holder called Voldemort with caution.”

“certainly.”

Ulysses responded, saying that no matter how arrogant I am, it is impossible not to put the second-generation Dark Lord to put in one’s eyes.

Rowena Ravenclaw glanced at him and said with a smile:

“My time is running out, so I have any questions I want to ask quickly.”

Helena’s eyes suddenly turned red, and Ulysses could understand her feelings. After thinking about it, Ulysses asked:

“I only have one last question… What is the ultimate in magic?”

“No one can answer you this question.”

Rowena Ravenclaw laughed and shook her head, “No one dares to say that they have mastered the ultimate magic… But what I can tell you is that I and the other three people have been out of the category of human beings in a sense. Maybe it can be called a special kind of magical creature.”

Ulysses stepped aside seemingly, leaving the rest of the time to the two of them.

Rowena Ravenclaw looked at Helena lovingly and sighed softly:

“Unfortunately, the time we can meet is only so short.”

Silver-white teardrops rolled from Helena’s eyes again, but she still tried to smile and opened her arms towards Rowena Ravenclaw:

“I’m very satisfied.”

Two illusory figures hug each other.

Ulysses suddenly felt that he shouldn’t stay any longer, and after a silent bow, he exited the room.

When he came to the corridor, Ulysses glanced at the outside of the court, and suddenly realized that the sun was already shining outside.

‘This time flow…it’s amazing. ’

He thought to himself in his heart that he didn’t stay long in the responsive room, but it was already a night outside.

Ulysses didn’t feel too tired either, and went straight to the classroom for today’s class.

In the next few days, everyone in the school talked about rumors about Sirius Black.

The rumors about how he entered Hogwarts are getting more and more outrageous—a girl named Hannah Abbot of Hufflepuff College even said that he could transform into a shrub that would never bloom.

In their next potion class, she spent a lot of time telling everyone who would like to hear her.

The damaged portrait of the fat lady has been taken down, replaced by a portrait of Sir Cadogan and his plump gray pony.

In fact, no Gryffindor student is happy about this.

Sir Cadogan spent half of his day challenging the students or asking them to fight him; the other half of the time was spent pondering those complicated and ridiculous passwords, one day Among them, he had to change his password at least twice.

The students of Gryffindor were miserable, and Neville Longbottom had to write the password for the week on a piece of white paper to avoid the embarrassment of not being able to enter the common room.

“He is crazy.”

Ron complained to Harry, “Can’t Professor McGonagall change?”

“Other portraits are not willing to do this job.”

Harry said helplessly, “They were all frightened by the fat lady’s affairs… Only he came forward. Whom does Professor McGonagall use?”

“I hope Sirius Black gets caught soon.”

Ron waved his fist angrily, “If I get caught, you must give him a little bit of color.”

The mouse on his shoulder couldn’t help nodding, as if agreeing with what he said.