I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

Lucius woke up as if from a dream. After looking around for no one, he quickly left with Apparition.

It was not until several hours later that the first wizard who saw the Dark Mark let out a heart-piercing scream.

......

At the gate of Hogwarts, Li Lin flipped through the pocket watch in his hand, it was two and five minutes past.

Professor McGonagall was walking at the gate of the castle. After seeing Li Lin, she asked casually, "You seemed to be going somewhere with a transfer spell just now, Mr. Aatrox."

"Perhaps you don't know yet, the use of the transfer spell is forbidden at Hogwarts, even the headmaster himself."

Li Lin raised the newspaper in his hand: "I went to Diagon Alley, Professor McGonagall."

In the newspapers, the headlines of soaring prices are very eye-catching.

McGonagall did not become suspicious. The prices in the magic world have recently started to rise. As the owner of Diagon Alley, Li Lin took time to deal with affairs, which is very reasonable.

What's more, what can be done in 5 minutes?

104 I'm coming in, Voldemort

The door to Li Lin's room was pushed open, and Dumbledore wearing a pointed wizard hat appeared at the door. His expression was dull and it was hard to tell what he was doing.

"You appear to have disapparated off-campus the afternoon before yesterday, Mr. Aatrox..."

Dumbledore looked down, stared at Li Lin, and took a breath, "Why aren't you wearing pants, what are you doing?"

Li Lin kept moving his hands and replied impatiently: "I'm oiling the crowbar."

Although Jingshen has become a part of his body, it still needs maintenance.

Dumbledore couldn't help taking a deep breath, he turned around and left Li Lin's room, closed the door behind him, and stood against the wall.

"I hope...you can solve your personal needs quickly, I have something I want to talk to you about."

Ten minutes later, Li Lin put on his pants and went out refreshed, only to find that Dumbledore was no longer there, and a note was pasted on the door, which read, "Please come to the principal's office, the password is Lemon Sherbet. "

Li Lin walked in front of the activated statue with divergent thinking, and after speaking the password, he came to the door of the principal's office through the spiral staircase.

The door of the office has been opened, and the portraits of the headmasters of all generations have opened their eyes and stared at the stranger. Dumbledore is sitting behind the large desk, and the sunlight is shining on his beard from the west window, making him Appearing as a glowing statue, Fawkes the Phoenix flaps its wings and looks curiously at visitors.

Li Lin walked into the office with his hands behind his back, looking more like the principal than the principal.

"Oh, a real wizard, I guess he must have been born in Slytherin." The portrait of the fourth-generation headmaster, Phineas Nigellus Black, opened his eyes and looked down at Li Lin.

This is the first headmaster who graduated from Slytherin. In terms of seniority, he is the great-great-grandfather of Sirius.

Of course, he is also the most unpopular headmaster at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore got up from his seat and walked towards Li Lin.

Li Lin passed by him, sat down in the principal's seat, and immediately collapsed in the soft magic high-back chair.

The group of portraits of the headmasters behind them suddenly fell silent, and immediately erupted into discussions comparable to five hundred ducks.

Whether they were alive or after they became portraits, no one has ever been so arrogant.

Dumbledore didn't argue about such details, he knew that arguing with Li Lin would not end well.

"Mr. Aatrox, you are the director of Hogwarts and the newly appointed vice-headmaster..." he considered his tone, "so I must remind you that Hogwarts prohibits any Wizards apparate, and only house-elves and foxes are able to move by their magical gifts."

"I remind you of this because two days ago in the afternoon, the Crouch family of Pure Blood 28 in the magic world was wiped out."

Dumbledore looked at Li Lin's expression, "Lucius is extremely angry about this, because the Dark Mark is floating above the Crouch family's mansion."

"I think......"

"It's almost done." Li Lin said maliciously, and by the way, he lifted his legs and put them on the desk, "Yes, I did it, I did it all."

"I blew up Azkaban, I set Grindelwald free, I induced Voldemort, and I killed the Crouch family. I am the third Dark Lord."

Dumbledore's smooth white beard trembled, of course he would not believe that Li Lin did these things.

In his eyes, Li Lin is just a kind wizard who loves his wife deeply, but is a little crazy because of it.

This wealthy young wizard has emotions hotter than flames, and a heart more sensitive than thin ice.

Therefore, Dumbledore just regarded these words as Li Lin's angry words in an angry situation. The more Li Lin was like this, the more Dumbledore believed that he had nothing to do with the Crouch family.

What's more, Li Lin used Apparition outside the school at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and he returned from Diagon Alley at [-]:[-], holding the "Daily Prophet" that was issued that day... [-] minutes It was not enough time to break through the defensive spells of Crouch's mansion, and it was completely unrealistic to face the heavily armed old Barty Crouch and the house elves.

"Don't worry, Mr. Aatrox, I don't doubt your meaning."

Dumbledore said gently, "But we all know that this is an extremely bad incident, and Voldemort's power is still not far away. We found one of his Horcruxes in the morning, and he was gathering his followers in the afternoon."

"No matter how much we don't want to admit it, the extermination of a pure-blood family that has been recognized by the public for a long time will affect the thinking of most wizards."

"Mr. Aatrox, our search for Horcruxes is going to speed up."

"Don't even think about it." Li Lin laughed. "The remaining Horcruxes are either in the vault of Gringotts, or in the cave under heavy obstacles, or they are Harry Potter himself."

Li Lin looked at Dumbledore, whose expression was getting serious: "Think about it, should you kill Harry Potter now?"

......

After returning to his room, Li Lin silently raised a dark green desktop and scanned his residence.

There is no trace of the detected spell, which may mean that Dumbledore did not cast the monitoring spell here... But think about it, if Hogwarts is full of monitors, then the first One objection is the professors.

Li Lin restored the diary from its card state and placed it on the desk.

In all fairness, Master Li is very interested in this diary. After all, Tom Riddle, who has memories of his student days, is sealed in this diary, and he can communicate with each other by writing in the diary.

Li Lin, who was struggling to find a new victim, was already hungry and thirsty.

Li Lin picked up the quill from the side, filled it with ink and wrote a line in the diary.

"The muscular man is looking for Xiaoshao 0 online."

The line of ink slowly faded away.

"?"

After a while, a huge question mark appeared on the somewhat yellowed diary paper.

Perhaps because he realized that what he did would damage the image of the Dark Lord's wisdom, the question mark on the diary quickly disappeared, and a new line of writing appeared.

[The knowledge and mysteries I have mastered are the most profound secrets in the world. I can help you understand these untouchable secrets and analyze these incomprehensible knowledge. With me, you will become the greatest wizard in the world! 】

Li Lin lifted his spirits, picked up a pen and wrote in his diary: "Really?"

【certainly! 】

Voldemort's remnant soul displayed a short sentence in the diary, and he was sure that no wizard could escape the temptation of forbidden knowledge.

Li Lin wrote like a thunderstorm.

"A detailed solution to controllable nuclear fusion technology."

"Please write down the grand unified theory equation."

"Describe in detail how the universe began."

"Please prove Goldbach's conjecture."

"What is the essence of prime numbers? Please use equations to describe the distribution of prime numbers."

"Is the theory of evolution correct? Please elaborate on the origin and main development of life."

"Can entropy be reversed? If so, please describe in detail how it is reversed."

"What is the next stage in the evolution of life? How to achieve it?"

"Whether the speed of light can be surpassed, and if so, please describe in detail the methods for exceeding the speed of light."

"What is dark energy, what is dark matter, and what is the ultimate fate of the universe?"

"A brief description of how humans left the solar system and developed extrasolar space."

"Why is our universe three-dimensional? Is there a way to break through to four dimensions and fall to two dimensions, and how to achieve it?"

"How to narrow the gap between rich and poor in human society in the shortest time, peacefully and efficiently, and how to solve the aging problem?"

"What are the most basic constituent elements of matter? How to use macroscopic means to operate on microscopic basic elements."

"Is our world deterministic? How to understand the uncertainty principle and wave function collapse theory in quantum mechanics."

[Stop...stop...too much!Too much! 】

Voldemort's diary trembled, and the ink gathered and scattered, but he was unable to resist Li Lin's swift brushwork and could only let it be manipulated.

After a few minutes, Li Lin stopped writing, indicating that Voldemort could start answering.

The diary was silent, and then the remnant of Voldemort inside realized one thing: Did the person holding the diary already know his identity?

Tom Riddle, a student, couldn't answer these questions at all!

【Who are you? 】

Li Lin laughed out loud, and solemnly wrote a sentence in his notebook.

"Albus Dumbledore. I'm coming in, Voldemort."

105 Is it safe to say that the opening king explodes?

Prices in the wizarding world began to skyrocket, but more serious than this was the return of Voldemort's power.

One Dark Lord is enough to make people suffer, but now two generations of Dark Lords are performing on the same stage, and the wizards in the audience are almost fainting from excitement.

No matter how difficult the situation is, the time has finally come to September [-]st, and Hogwarts will also welcome the freshmen of the new year.

"I thought we'd come in that new car."

"That's really cool."

At King's Cross Station in London, outside platform nine and three-quarters, two red-haired boys said one after another.

"Don't even think about it," their mother said, pointing to the boy on the right. "Fred, I know you've been thinking about your dad's new car. Don't even think about it."

"Mom, you mistook me. I'm George." The boy on the right shrugged.

"Well, you too." Molly Weasley patted him on the head.

Weasley's twins, Fred and George, are in second grade this year, and next year their younger brother Ron Weasley will also receive an admission letter to Hogwarts.

Their father, Arthur Weasley, also accompanied them. The Weasley family always went out in such a mighty way, and the iconic red hair was quite eye-catching.

"Dad, Mum, I'll go first." Percy Weasley took the lead in saying goodbye to his parents, crossing the enchanted platform nine and three quarters.

"Oh, Percy is always so boring." Fred and George looked at each other and said in unison.

"Fred, George, you are not allowed to say that about your brother." Mrs. Molly said emphatically, "I think your father should say something about you... Arthur, Arthur?!"

"Ah, oh. Yes, that's right." Arthur Weasley replied casually, but his eyes did not fall on his own children, but on the people in black not far away.

Those people wore pure black vestments with gold thread embroidered on the cuffs, the Ministry of Magic's special uniforms that had been Confused, so that when they appeared in front of Muggles, they appeared to be wearing slim-fitting suits.

As an employee of the Ministry of Magic, Arthur knew that it was the strikers who were defending against the Death Eaters attack.

Almost all of these strikers were prisoners who had served their sentence in Azkaban. Thanks to the amnesty issued by the previous Minister of Magic, they were able to perform crimes and meritorious deeds.

As if noticing Arthur Weasley's gaze, one of the men in black walked straight to this side.

"Mr. Arthur Weasley?" he asked restrainedly, stopping a certain distance away from the Weasley family.

"Um, it's me, what's the matter?"

After getting an affirmative answer, the striker's tone changed: "Then, please go to the Ministry of Magic immediately to participate in an emergency meeting."

Arthur was directly confused. He was a marginal person in the Ministry of Magic. What kind of emergency meeting did he need to hold?

He looked up and down the striker in front of him, puzzled.

"Mr. Weasley, don't look at me." The batterer shook his head, "I'm just in charge of informing you. You should go to the specific matters yourself."

"Anyway, I have to go to the Ministry of Magic now..." Arthur said to his family with a tangled expression, "I guess it might be about the mysterious man—"

"Don't say this in front of the children, go quickly." Mrs. Molly said, and then patted the twins on the shoulder with a smile, "It's time to get in the car, children."

"Okay, Mom." The boy on the right said seriously, "Actually, you got it wrong again. I am Fred."

"That's right, I'm George." The boy on the left smiled, and the two of them sped across platform nine and three-quarters.

"Qiuqiu, don't play with bad kids." Mrs. Zhang squatted in front of Qiu Zhang, stroking her cheek with her hand, "You must study hard, remember to eat in time, don't stay up late, and don't fall in love early. "