Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

Inside the castle, a group of wizards led by Professor McGonagall were waiting, as if they had anticipated their arrival.

"Good evening, Professor McGonagall."

Voldemort spoke very gentlemanly and even greeted Professor McGonagall.

"You're not welcome here."

Professor McGonagall stared at Voldemort, without a trace of fear in her eyes.

"No, Professor McGonagall, you got one thing wrong."

Voldemort shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether you welcome me or not."

As he said this, he even turned his back to McGonagall and said to the people who followed him: "I declare that from now on, Hogwarts is mine."

The huge cheers almost blew off the roof of Hogwarts.

"Harry Potter is dead! Dumbledore is dead!"

"From now on all of you will serve me."

"otherwise."

The green light bursting out from the tip of Voldemort's wand almost illuminated the entire castle, and the magic power that was so huge that it was about to overflow was frightening.

Professor McGonagall's lips moved slightly and she opened her mouth as if she was about to say something, but in the end no words came out.

because

"What else will you do, Senior Tom?"

The cynical laughter sounded, drowning out the cheers of the crowd and Voldemort's voice.

When Voldemort turned his head, his pupils contracted slightly. He was very familiar with this figure.

"Dursley!"

However, when he saw the figure next to Dudley, his pupils shrank into a slit. Next to Dudley was another figure who was extremely familiar to him.

"Dumbledore?!"

Dumbledore looked at Dudley and saw that he was staring at him, so he turned his head and said to Voldemort expressionlessly, without any emotion: "Ah, I am Albus's younger brother, Aberforth Dumbledore. You killed my brother, and I want to avenge him."

The tone was as perfunctory as it could be.

Death Eater: "."

Professors: “.”

However, Voldemort was in no mood to pursue the matter at the moment. His eyes were fixed on the wand in Dumbledore's hand.

He shouted in an almost hoarse voice.

"The Elder Wand. Why do you have one?"

Before Dumbledore could speak, Dudley explained for him: "Senior Tom, this is very simple. There are two Elder Wands in this world. Yours is female, Professor Dumbledore's (ahem), and your brother's is male."

Dumbledore:.

Voldemort:? ? ?

Chapter 480: Killing and destroying the heart (Also known as: There is not a drop of wine in the winery)

"What are you talking about? Male or female! What are you talking about?!"

Voldemort naturally didn't believe it. He had personally tested the power of the Elder Wand, which was enough to amplify a simple spell into an extremely powerful spell.

“You don’t believe it?” Dudley looked at Voldemort with a smile, which made Voldemort feel very uncomfortable. However, his next words made Voldemort even more uncomfortable: “Your female old wand will not work when it sees Professor Dumbledore’s male old wand. Senior Tom, do you want to try it?”

Voldemort's eyes kept flickering. He did not choose to attack directly, fearing that this was a trick of the opponent. Every time he faced this Dursley, nothing good happened, and this time was no exception.

"Death Eaters, listen to my orders. Drink the potion and kill them with me!"

A group of Death Eaters immediately responded from the crowd behind him. They decisively took out small bottles and drank the Bresta potion made by Snape.

But those were not all the Death Eaters. The group of Death Eaters led by Lucius just stood there quietly, indifferent.

Lucius himself still maintained a calm expression, as if he had not heard Voldemort's order.

Voldemort looked at Lucius deeply. He had realized that this loyal subordinate had begun to review the situation again. If his side was at a disadvantage, they would turn against him at any time.

Never mind. There are enough people anyway. Once he solves the current troubles, he will deal with them himself.

'The strength of a bear, the speed of a leopard, the eyes of an eagle, the ears of a wolf'. Full BUFF blessing, come on!

"I want you to die!"

As soon as the word death came out of his mouth, Dudley quickly took out a small bottle of Serajong potion from his arms.

The potion drew a beautiful parabola in the air and hit the ground hard. Yellow smoke immediately spread out, enveloping the Death Eaters.

When the smoke cleared, these Death Eaters seemed to be cursed. Not only did their speed become extremely slow, but they even forgot who they were. They held their stomachs and cried out in hunger, and thunderous sounds came from their abdomens.

'The memory of a fish, the eyesight of a mouse, the speed of a sloth, the strength of a leopard, and the appetite of a bear! 'DEBUFF!

Voldemort's eyes widened and he turned his head abruptly, looking at Snape who was standing side by side with Lucius with an incredulous look: "Not only Lucius, but you too?!"

"Severus, why?! Why did you betray me!"

That look seemed to want to eat Snape alive.

Snape was one of the three people he trusted most.

"Senior Tom!"

Dudley spoke again, and every time he spoke, Voldemort's ominous feeling became more intense: "What gave you the illusion that Professor Snape was yours?"

"Professor Snape has always been one of ours."

"What did you do? I personally tested the potion and there was nothing wrong with it."

Voldemort's level of potions was also very high. Unfortunately, he did not continue his studies after graduation, but chose to specialize in the dark arts. Otherwise, he would have become a potion master no less than Snape.

"There is nothing wrong with Professor Snape's potion, but I revealed that to you on purpose."

"You have a backup plan?!"

"Bingo, Senior Tom, it seems you are not so stupid after all."

Dudley's teasing voice made Voldemort's face darken.

I've been plotted against. This has been a conspiracy against me from the beginning to the end.

Fortunately, I still have a backup plan, and I still have the Horcrux.

The next moment his pupils contracted again.

Dudley held a pendant and a ring in his hand.

As the red light of the alchemy array on the back of his hand flickered, the pendant turned into a pile of debris, and only the gem in the center of the ring remained.

Dudley destroyed two Horcruxes in front of Voldemort, the Philosopher's Stone and the Magic Crystal Plus Two.

"How dare you, how dare you." Voldemort pointed at Dudley, trembling all over, and was unable to utter a word for a long time.

Logically he should be angry, even if his lungs were about to explode, he would not breathe. However, Voldemort was not like that. An inexplicable emotion was brewing in his heart.

Fear is fear.

He actually felt fear for the young wizard in front of him who had not yet graduated and looked quite strong.

Every step I take is seen through by the other party, and all my actions seem to be done under the other party's gaze.

"Did you think there were two more Horcruxes?"

Dudley's words seemed to confirm Voldemort's guess, as if the other party was the master of Legilimency, and he was the one who was seen through.

"Your next words are, how do you know?"

"how do you know?"

Dudley's words once again struck fear into Voldemort's heart.

Voldemort seems cruel, but in fact he is the most cowardly one, and everything he does is to cover up this.

"I underestimated you!"

"Yes, Senior Tom, but even if you don't look down on me, you are doomed to fail."

What Dudley pulled out of his pocket again made him shudder.

A gold cup. Hufflepuff's gold cup. The home of his soul.

"Because you misjudged him from the beginning."

When Voldemort turned his head again, he saw not little Barty, whom he trusted the most and treated as his own son, but

"Good evening, Tom."

Moody greeted Voldemort warmly, and this was not the disabled Moody. His legs, hands and eyes had all returned to normal.

In the wizarding world, it only takes one night to remove a curse, even to restore all the bones in the body, and Dudley has already removed the curses on Moody.

Just as Barty the Younger could disguise himself as Moody and lurk in Hogwarts, Moody could also disguise himself as Barty the Younger and lurk around Voldemort.

This is called reciprocity.

This is not over yet. The dark wizards Pippi and Lucy, who were standing next to Moody, just watched without taking any action.

"Could it be."

There was a hint of bitterness in Voldemort's voice.

"Yes, Wizard Pipilulu and Wizard Luxixi are also our people."

"Of course. The group of dark wizards you think of are also"

Voldemort:

There are undercover agents all around me???

No, I still have Najib. I still have the most trustworthy one.

As soon as this thought came to Voldemort's mind, he saw a scene that shattered his three views and was more exciting than being attacked by a minotaur in person.

His most trusted snake friend, Nagini, had now come to Dudley's side and was rubbing Dudley's palm in a flattering manner.

The charm of Fantastic Beasts Rations is that no animal can resist the food prepared by Dudley.

At this moment, the corners of Voldemort's mouth turned extremely pale, as if he had suffered a great blow.

“There’s one person who isn’t.”

Dudley still felt that he had not provoked Voldemort enough: "That man has been killed by your own hands, Bellatrix."

Killing people is also heartbreaking.

Chapter 481 The Highest Authority at Hogwarts

"Am I late?"

A strange voice interrupted forcefully, and under the leadership of a man, a large group of Aurors rushed to Hogwarts.

Looking at the man in the lead, Voldemort was shocked.

"Grindelwald? You're not dead!"

Grindelwald bowed politely to Voldemort and said, "I would prefer to hear you call me Fudge."

"I see!"

Voldemort's teeth were about to be broken by him. He could no longer bear it and cast a spell at Dudley.

"Avada eats big melon."

His movements were so fast that before anyone could react, the spell had already reached Dali.

Even if we are destined to fail today, it is good to take one away.

However, the spell seemed to be non-existent, it hit Dudley and then disappeared?!