Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

It was as if they were reborn, and each of them turned into a little superman. It should have been a 50-50 one-on-one duel, but they were knocked down while the opponent dodged the spell.

Even when two people attacked one person, the other party would dodge quickly and counterattack successfully.

Generally speaking, the most important thing in a fight between wizards is reaction and speed. Even if they lack experience, they can make up for it with quick reactions. In the eyes of the Aurors, the movements of these Death Eaters are like being in slow motion.

Instant reversal.

"The effect of the Bresta potion is really powerful."

Scrimgeour marveled at the potion's power.

He also drank a bottle and easily knocked out a Death Eater.

"Retreat!" Antonin Dolokhov shouted decisively when he saw that the situation was hopeless.

Although he has a violent temper, he is cunning by nature, and his first reaction when he sees things going wrong is naturally to retreat.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been the only one who came back before.

There is no need to waste time here before finding out the other party's strength. As for abandoning the other Death Eaters, the Ministry of Magic will not kill them even if they are caught. They will only choose to detain them in another place, and then they can be rescued when the time comes.

Except for Antonin who escaped with some Death Eaters, all other Death Eaters were caught after the Aurors took drugs.

Big win.

The smile on Fudge's face was as bright as a blooming chrysanthemum.

Chapter 400 My Horcrux is not that easy to get

The waves hit the rocks, making a 'swish' sound, and the moonlight and the starry night sky were reflected on the sea level, which was very bright.

A cold breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness. Lucius stood on a tall black rock that emerged from the sea. The waves rolled under his feet, creating countless white foams.

Standing next to him were two other people, Bellatrix and Voldemort.

They were standing on a cliff, with a steep rock wall falling straight down. It was so dark that they couldn't see the surface clearly, and they didn't know what was below. It was bare and full of strange rocks. It was desolate. Apart from the vast sea and rocks, there was no tree, let alone grass or beach.

This is a height that normal people cannot reach unless they use magic. Of course, it is also possible to fly a helicopter.

"Bellatrix, go get a Muggle."

Voldemort said coldly, and then he pointed to a place on the cliff and said: "If I remember correctly, there is a place that can barely be called a village halfway up the cliffs behind. You can go there and grab a Muggle. Oh, and there is an orphanage nearby."

When the orphanage was mentioned, a strange look flashed across Voldemort's face, but it disappeared in a flash.

"Okay, master."

In front of Voldemort, Bella was obedient, and she would obey unconditionally no matter what orders he gave her.

"Lucius."

After Bella left, Voldemort said to Lucius beside him.

"You and Bellatrix are the people I trust the most. I brought you here to tell you a secret of mine."

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Lucius, as if he wanted to see through him, but Lucius maintained the highest respect for Voldemort from beginning to end.

Soon, Bella came back holding a trembling adult man.

"Let's go."

Voldemort raised his hand, and a cave appeared in front of them.

He led his men into the cave. The temperature inside was so different from that outside that it was most appropriate to describe it as bone-chillingly cold.

All three of them are wizards, and all they need is a small spell to keep them all safe.

The man who was caught was in a miserable state. He was shivering from the cold, but no one paid attention to him.

"Blood!"

When they reached the end, Voldemort pointed at the man, and a wound was immediately cut on his wrist, and a lot of blood flowed out.

As blood sprayed on the rock wall, another cave appeared before their eyes.

Ahead was a large black lake, in the center of which was flickering a hazy, green light.

Soon, Voldemort brought a few people to the center of the Black Lake.

A stone basin, a sort of Pensieve, sat there, filled to the brim with a clear liquid that shimmered and phosphoresced in the green light.

Voldemort conjured up a cup, scooped a cup from it, and handed it to the captured man: "Drink it."

"Please, please let me go. Ah!"

He was greeted by a green light and the Cruciatus Curse.

"Don't you understand your master's command? Drink it!"

The man who had experienced the Cruciatus Curse didn't dare to complain again and quickly grabbed the cup and drank it all.

"Ah" However, the liquid in the cup was not a good thing either. It made him collapse to the ground, paralyzed and twitching all over.

"Keep letting him drink until he's finished."

Bellatrix faithfully carried out Voldemort's orders and made the man drink cup after cup until the stone basin was empty and the box underneath was exposed.

It was a golden locket.

However, the moment he saw the pendant box, Voldemort's face turned extremely ugly.

Unlike the creator of the Horcruxes, the despicable Hercule, who could sense his Horcruxes anytime and anywhere, Voldemort, whose soul had been split too many times, could not sense the exact location of his Horcruxes, so he came here with his trusted subordinates. He planned to show off his greatest secret to them.

However, he found that the thing in front of him was not his Horcrux, someone had replaced it! (Not being able to sense it does not mean being unable to identify it)

who is it?

Voldemort grabbed the locket and found a piece of paper underneath the box, which he then opened.

"To the Dark Lord:

"I know that when you read this letter, I will be dead, but I want you to know: I discovered your secret, and I have taken the real Horcrux and destroyed it as soon as possible.

I risked my life for you, but I was only a flesh-and-blood mortal when I met my opponent. "

RAB

Humiliation, naked humiliation, he didn't know when his Horcrux was replaced by someone, nameless anger surged in his heart, Voldemort's eyes turned blood red again, and his whole eyes seemed to be spewing fire.

"Master, what happened?"

Bella's voice brought Voldemort back to his senses from his rage.

The Horcrux had been stolen, yes, but it didn't seem to be damaged.

"No, it's nothing."

Voldemort said calmly as he came up with a brilliant idea.

With a flick of his hand, the note turned into ashes. He then placed the fake pendant box into the stone basin and pointed his wand at the basin, filling it with the transparent liquid again.

This time, what he poured into it was no longer the kind of magic potion that would make people's life worse than death, but real poison.

Just a little bit of this potion can cause a person to gradually lose their magic power and suffer organ failure.

Even a wizard as powerful as Dumbledore would die if he drank this potion.

"Bella Lucius."

Voldemort said to his two loyal servants, "Do you know what Horcruxes are?"

He told the two of them the function of the Horcruxes, and then he pointed to the stone basin and said.

"And what's inside is my Horcrux."

"I want you to find a way to reveal this news to Dumbledore."

"Hasn't that guy always wanted to find out my secret? In fact, he could vaguely guess it but couldn't be sure. So..."

"Just tell him! Let him come over."

"But my Horcrux is not that easy to get."

The person who knows you best is your enemy. Dumbledore knew Voldemort very well, and Voldemort also knew him very well.

Seeing that he had not been fooled by the ring he had thrown earlier, Voldemort became a little impatient. Of course, he knew that this kind of thing could not be rushed, but this did not stop him from setting another trap for Dumbledore.

Voldemort, who regarded Dumbledore as his biggest imaginary enemy, dreamed of killing him.

He casually pushed the ordinary villager who drank the potion into the Black Lake, and countless boiling corpses dragged him to the bottom of the lake.

Voldemort watched this scene, as if he saw Dumbledore being dragged into the bottomless abyss.

I really want to know what Dumbledore felt after going to so much trouble to get a fake Horcrux.

Thinking of this, Voldemort chuckled, and the two people behind him also laughed, although they didn't know what Voldemort was laughing at.

Temporarily updated, I was notified last night that there will be a senior leader inspecting today, you know what I mean

Chapter 401 Anti-Potion Serajong Potion

Voldemort took Lucius and Bella away, and when they found that Malfoy Manor had been sealed off by Aurors, the good mood that had just risen in their hearts disappeared in an instant.

Soon, with the help of the Dark Mark, they found Antonin Dolohov, who had fled when he saw that things were not going well.

"Who did it?"

Voldemort was furious, and the magic power on his body was as tangible as a tangible force that made it hard for everyone to breathe. Even the crazy woman Bella didn't dare to laugh at this time, and she crawled at Voldemort's feet like the other Death Eaters.

Although he could rush into the Ministry of Magic at any time to rescue those Death Eaters if they were captured, he really lost face.

'His magic power has become stronger again.'

Lucius thought to himself.

Voldemort's power would increase at a certain rate every once in a while, and he was gradually approaching his strongest time. No, perhaps even stronger than before.

Of course, there were more and more occasions when he would get angry easily, as he was doing now, and the dangerous magical transformations were still going on, causing his personality to become irritable once again.

"Dumbledore?"

"I didn't see Dumbledore. It was Fudge who led a team of Aurors here."

Dolohov said stubbornly.

He wanted Dumbledore to lead the team so that he could escape the blame, but he didn't see any sign of Dumbledore at all.

As for deceiving Voldemort.

Who dares to lie in front of one of the best masters of soul reading and telepathy in the world?

"waste!"

Voldemort didn't even move. The magical airflow formed by his roar sent Dolohov flying. The poor Death Eater crashed into a big tree and bled, then fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

However, no one dared to step forward to help. Everyone just prostrated themselves on the ground in tacit understanding, not even raising their heads.

No one wanted to offend Voldemort when he was furious.

After venting a little, Voldemort calmed down. It was true that he was bloodthirsty, but he only killed his enemies and those who had betrayed him or were suspected of betraying him.

The morale of the Death Eaters is low now. If they continue to kill indiscriminately, it may be disadvantageous in the future.

The main problem is that Dumbledore is watching closely from the other side.

And it's not Dolokhov's fault. He's not the one in charge.

But why was the gathering place discovered?

Not only did he find Malfoy Manor accurately, but it was also the perfect time for him to leave with Bella and Lucius.

Undercover?

The thought flashed through Voldemort's mind.

He casually cast his gaze towards Lucius.

for a while

Lucius can be ruled out.