Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 498 Two Voldemort Speeches (Part 1)

Irish Sea, cliff cave, location of the fourth Horcrux.

The cave is extremely deep, and because it is in the middle of a cliff, it is difficult for ordinary people to approach.

Common Muggles can only stabilize their stature with the help of a large number of tools, and only necromancers can easily enter it with magic brooms or spells.

Definitely, as the hidden place of Voldemort's Horcrux, various traps are arranged inside.

The Muggle might have turned into a dead body before it got close, and the ordinary necromancer might not be much better.

At this moment, inside the cliff cave, the originally dark cave was unusually bright.

Crystal light balls like Ye Ming pearls are inlaid in the caves, emitting bright and soft lights.

In the heart of the most spacious cavern, a large number of Death Eaters in black robes stood together.

He commented frantically on the two figures on the front platform.

One, like a teenager, is handsome, but reveals elegance all over his body. Mysterious atmosphere, people can't help yearning, obsessed

The other one had a pale, ferocious face, and exuded a dark and murderous aura, which made people shudder.

Standing together, the originally conflicting temperament seemed unexpectedly integrated.

In other words, these are two aspects of the same person.

They are the Dark Lord Lord Voldemort, His Majesty Tom Riddle.

"Being summoned here, you may have some doubts."

The flat tone came out of Tom Riddle's mouth, and all the Death Eaters listened attentively.

"Many of you come from pure-blood families, you should have received the news."

"The goblin has already shown signs of rebellion. When you went to Gringotts to collect a large amount of property, you should have discovered it."

After Tom Riddle's voice fell, the Death Eater's heart sank.

Those from pure-blooded families even looked at each other with pale faces.

They have a close relationship with the Ministry of Magic, and they received the news as soon as Kama Taj took the vault.

I still didn't believe it at first, but when I actually extracted the family treasury, I was delayed by various audits, or it is more appropriate to call it obstruction.

My heart became more and more uneasy.

Especially when they heard rumors that the wealth of the necromancer was used by Gringotts to support the American goblins against the invasion of the saints.

Suddenly a little dumbfounded.

With their pure-blooded family's very complicated and intertwined blood relationship, they knew about what happened in the United States long ago.

I was a little gloating at first, after all, Grindelwald is making trouble in the United States again.

It can't affect them.

After all, now that Britain has Dumbledore, Lockhart, and two masters of the Dark Lord, it is impossible for Grindelwald to play one against four.

That is no different from courting death.

So, they just watched the show and listened to a joke.

After all, things in my country are more complicated than those in the United States, especially my master has just been resurrected, and there are two more.

To be honest, it really caught them off guard.

But it's okay now, the two sides joined forces, and finally they didn't fall into the desperate situation where they had to choose between 2 and 1.

With the character of the master, no matter how many masters there are, there is only one end for traitors—death!

In particular, these two masters can control the marks of Death Eaters on their arms. The feeling of uneasiness as if their backs are pressed against the tip of a knife is simply sour.

"Now I want to ask everyone, are you sure how much property you have in Gringotts?"

Tom didn't care what everyone thought, and continued to say unhurriedly: "Especially the appearance of counterfeit money."

When hearing the word counterfeit money, all the pureblood necromancers had bitter expressions on their faces.

Some black necromancers had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

They are not as well-informed as the pure-blooded necromancers. The most they know is the theft of Gringotts treasures.

For them, they originally lived a bloody life, so Precious's treasures would not be placed in Gringotts.

The main show is Gold Gallon, so it's watching a movie.

but now.

What the hell, even Jin Gallon has a problem.

This day, let the necromancer pass?

Immediately, the black necromancers who were still watching the show were filled with anger, wishing they could catch the goblin and smash their corpses into pieces

How dare you covet their money, court death!

At this moment, Voldemort looked at Tom indifferently, a little impatient in his heart, but he was held down.

The two selves belong to different age groups and behave differently.

The other party is more inclined to go to school as the chairman when he was young.

Like to talk about interests, stir up emotions, and create confrontation.

As for myself, I have seen through these years.

Fear is the best way, as long as they always win, let them feel the benefits of being with themselves.

They are the most loyal subordinates forever.

Simple, crude, but very effective.

Relying on this skill, in his most glorious time, he recruited countless subordinates.

This is the general trend.

Now these people can calm down and listen to the other self. If the remaining prestige he left before was still there, he might have left long ago.

Turning his thoughts, Voldemort continued to watch the Death Eaters below.

Among these former subordinates, there is actually another master.

He had to feel the anger in his heart and a trace of inexplicable wonder.

The two sides have a tacit understanding, and many things can be revealed without talking too much.

Hey, after all, it is another self.

It's a pity, it would be nice if the strength was weaker.

How wonderful it would be to swallow it in one gulp.

Dark thoughts floated in Voldemort's mind, and he glanced indifferently at the Death Eaters below.

The Death Eaters below only felt a chilly air from the soles of their feet directly to the top of their heads.

Tom on the side seemed to sense something?

Smiling at Voldemort, he took a step back and gave up the home court to the opponent.

Seeing this, Voldemort strode forward without any courtesy.

Without saying a word, he directly let out all the aura on his body.

The scene was silent for a moment, all the necromancers held their breath, and seemed to return to the familiar scene all of a sudden.

The black necromancers were a little excited, looking at their king frantically.

This is the master they are familiar with.

Darkness, indifference, madness, killing.

How addictive this is, it is simply the perfect product of black magic, no, he is the master of black magic.

Just by looking at it and perceiving it, one can know the power of black magic.

Voldemort seemed to enjoy the eyes of the necromancers very much, and after a while, he raised his wand high.

boom!

Ink Green's Firework, constantly spewing as the wand waved,

The entire cave was stained with an ink green, and the death eater marks intertwined with skulls and snakes appeared on the walls.

"Purebloods, necromancers."

"Follow me and let the goblins know that the wealth of the necromancer is their eternal taboo."

"Follow me, I will lead you to take back your treasures and get more wealth."

(end of this chapter)