The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

Riddle nodded slightly, and walked slowly towards the huge cauldron in the center of the long table.

Chapter 130: The Dove Occupies the Magpie's Nest

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Riddle walked to the cauldron, took out the Horcrux diary from his chest pocket, and threw it into it.

His figure also turned into a ball of white light and got into the diary, sinking into the bottom of the cauldron together with it.

The next moment, the spark on the crucible went out.

A puff of white vapor rose from the crucible and sank down along the edge of the crucible, quietly covering the floor of the meeting room.

"I don't know if the diary will be damaged by water."

Dracula thought mischievously, and at the same time dispersed the now empty bloody water prison, and turned to look at the trembling Death Eaters.

"I almost forgot that there are still people like you here." He said with a light smile, "Let's talk about it, your master abandoned you and killed yourself first. Then what are you guys going to do?"

The faces of the Death Eaters were very stiff.

They regrouped under the command of the returning Voldemort, not just because of the fear of the Dark Lord in their hearts...

At least in the hearts of these senior Death Eaters, they thought that Dumbledore was old and Voldemort was resurrected, and no one would be able to restrain and balance the Dark Lord in the future. The future wizarding world will be the age of black magic!

And these Death Eaters, as Voldemort's "founding heroes", how can they seek a high status and a lot of benefits for themselves in the future.

However, to the surprise of all the Death Eaters, after Voldemort's return, a powerful Defense Against the Dark Arts professor turned out to defeat the Dark Lord's plan several times, and severely frustrated the Death Eaters' camp.

Now, this terrifying existence, who is obviously also at the level of a great wizard, is looking at them with an expression of interest.

Among the panic-stricken Death Eaters, Lucius Malfoy, as a glorious scumbag and also a colleague of Dracula who still maintains the status of the school board, did his part to stand one step ahead of his colleagues. come out--

"Uh... where is this place?"

Lucius stood up, and then performed the face-changing method for everyone on the spot, and the whole person seamlessly connected into a confused and puzzled look.

The other Death Eaters behind him also understood immediately, their acting skills were uneven, but most of them showed a dazed look.

"Ah... I seem to have forgotten something..."

"Eh...how did I get here...?"

"No... Didn't I just take care of the child at home?"

"..."

Dracula: "?"

Are these Death Eaters acting so uniformly and unanimously?They are all talents...

Lucius, who was the leader, turned around a few times, looking at the meeting room in the bunker with a confused and curious expression.

When Lucius turned his gaze to Dracula, he immediately made an unexpected expression, as if he saw him here by accident.

"Professor Dracula, so you're here too!" Lucius said overjoyed, "I came to such a weird place unconsciously, and I was wondering who should I turn to to find out what happened!"

Seeing his superb acting skills, Dracula raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile.

"Incident (interesting)," he said with interest, "do you really want to know what happened?"

When Lucius saw the corner of Dracula's mouth curled up, his face froze immediately, recalling the fear when the originally mighty school director would be dominated by this man.

He suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"This... Actually, it's good for me to find the answer myself..." Lucius said in a low voice.

"No, I'll just tell you to go faster—"

Dracula seemed to have thought of some interesting idea, with a malicious and playful smile on his face.

"Did you know? With the joint efforts of all of you, Voldemort, who was so popular, was defeated." He said softly.

The Death Eaters went into cardiac arrest, and couldn't even go on with the ongoing performance. They looked at Dracula dumbfounded.

"You were bewitched by Voldemort and joined the evil group of Death Eaters..." Dracula

Ignoring the stunned crowd, he continued to tell stories that he made up improvised, "Now, you are influenced by justice and choose to commit crimes and perform meritorious service."

"You formed the Anti-Dark Lord Alliance and fought fiercely with Voldemort!"

"Just now, an extremely dangerous battle took place in this conference room—it was a battle between you reformed Death Eaters and Voldemort. Because Voldemort had not recovered to his peak strength, he was outnumbered and defeated. fell under your hands."

"But Voldemort is still a skinny camel that is bigger than a horse. Just before he was defeated, he cast a very powerful forgetting spell, erasing all your reformed memories, leaving you only as Memories of the Death Eaters."

"The purpose of Voldemort's use of the Oblivion Curse is to bring you back under his command and help him make a comeback. But I know you won't. The Oblivion Curse is not completely irreversible, so you must remember as soon as possible that you are the anti-Dark Lord The memories of Alliance members are no longer at the mercy of Voldemort!"

The story made up by Dracula stunned the group of Death Eaters.

If it weren't for the fact that the group of Death Eaters still had the complete memory of that period in their minds, maybe they would really have believed Dracula's nonsense——

The story he made up is too complete, and there is still a little bit of rationality...

It's outrageous!

"Ahem... Mr. Dracula, you are really humorous." Lucius smiled helplessly, "We are definitely not as great as you said..."

Just kidding, this group of people dare not admit the story Dracula just made up!

As any Death Eater who has attended this meeting knows, Voldemort will be resurrected!

Even if Voldemort burned his soul into powder, the Death Eaters still couldn't be sure when the Dark Lord would make a comeback.

Under such circumstances, no one dared to agree with Dracula's story, even if such a story could help them better escape the Ministry of Magic's interrogation.

The Death Eaters are afraid that one day the Dark Lord will return suddenly, and they should make trouble for those who followed Dracula's words and "reformed"...

At this moment, Lucius' heart also broke down a little.

Merlin's beard, who would have thought that he showed the confused and puzzled expression just now, just to pretend to be a wizard controlled by the Imperius Curse.

He didn't have the courage to form the Anti-Dark Lord Alliance and then resist Voldemort as Dracula told!

So, Lucius turned his back on the other Death Eaters behind him, and kept winking at Dracula, implying that he was on Dracula's side, and there was no need to compare him to those of the Dark Lord. Die-hard Death Eaters have been pitted together over and over again.

Seeing the hint in Lucius' eyes, Dracula chuckled and nodded.

He didn't plan to push this too hard, just tease him a little bit to have some fun.

After all, in Dracula's opinion, only Snape undercover in the Death Eaters camp was far from enough to shake Voldemort's foundation, and another one had to be sent over.

Lucius is a very suitable character.

Besides, for some unknown reason, Snape only listened to Dumbledore alone——

In other words, if you want to get first-hand information from Snape, you must share information with Dumbledore.

This made Dracula very unhappy.

Therefore, pushing Lucius to continue to be an undercover agent in the Death Eaters' camp can be regarded as one of Dracula's early plans.

That being the case, it was not suitable for Lucius to be dealt with so severely by the Ministry of Magic that he would leave Voldemort's center of power.

Therefore, Dracula also tacitly allowed him to use the relationship disguised as the Imperius Curse.

"Don't be nervous there, wizards." After seeing the wonderful expressions on the faces of the Death Eaters, Dracula was in a very happy mood, and the corners of his mouth curled up exaggeratedly, "I'm too lazy to deal with you, then Too much trouble. You will be judged by more professional people in a moment."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the crucible that had begun to cool down gradually.

The last and most important step in the resurrection potion—

—Infuse soul, finally finished.

Through the gradually dissipating white mist, a man's figure slowly rose from the cauldron, tall and thin, with a well-proportioned figure.

The first thing that came to everyone's attention was Riddle's face in the Horcrux Diary, with black hair and black eyes, handsome and handsome, with some evil and stern expressions on his face.

Holding the blank diary in his left hand, which was not affected by the potion soaking at all, he jumped lightly and left the huge cauldron.

The moment he soared into the air, he quickly used the transformation technique to transform himself into a set of Hogwarts school robes, and then lightly landed on the ground.

Under the school robe with a green collar is also a Slytherin College student's attire - a white T-shirt, a vest with a green pattern, and a green striped tie.

Suddenly, Riddle seemed to have returned to the time when he was still in school.

That was the past that Voldemort often didn't want to recall, but it was also all that Riddle remembered in the Horcrux Diary.

So the first time he put on clothes after he got his body, he put on a school uniform that looked like a student. However, compared to the current fashion trend, the school uniform style should have been outdated for a long time.

"How do you feel, Assistant Tom Riddle?" Dracula asked with a chuckle.

"Very good, better than ever!" Riddle also laughed, but it was much more presumptuous than Dracula's voice.

He still doesn't seem to dare to believe that he has obtained a body in this way. After returning home, he has been repeatedly looking up and down all over his body.

This is not a hastily built and combined body with soul power, but a real body that can perceive everything in the outside world!

Riddle took out a wand that had been prepared a long time ago from the diary that had lost the soul fragment.

Hold it high above your head, fully sway the magic power in your body, and release a bright and dazzling light——

Looking at this light, Dracula frowned slightly.

Judging from the upgraded version of the wand lighting spell released by Riddle, his total magic power, let alone comparing it with Voldemort's peak period, seems to have a certain gap with Voldemort's transformed body.

If this is the case, then the effect of this dose of resurrection potion... is to create a corresponding body on the soul.

As much ability as there is, the potion will shape a suitable body, which also corresponds to the shape embodied by the soul.

From this point of view, if the person resurrected with this potion of potion was Voldemort, a young Slytherin student like Riddle would not be born at all.

More likely, an ugly monster with no hair, long and narrow nostrils, and scarlet eyes will be born in the cauldron...

Looking at Riddle's handsome face, which still hasn't ruined his appearance, Dracula shrugged,

"That's good, at least it seems that this assistant teacher, Bigelow, makes students look a little more pleasing..."

Chapter 130 Five Step-by-Step Planned Progress

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