"Master, wuwuwu..." Bella knelt on the ground, whimpering, "I knew it, I knew it! You won't die, that's great!"
In just a moment, everyone knelt down in fear.
One of the Death Eaters said angrily, "Master, all our black magic has failed. It was that hateful Anthony Weiss who sealed all our magic."
Then, others were crying and complaining.
"This abominable devil turns us into terrible white bears. Only by turning into white bears can we feel the existence of magic, but we can't change at all."
"Yes, he also said that he is your student..."
"..."
A dozen Death Eaters, each one speaking a word, were in a mess, and Voldemort just looked at them silently.
"Anthony..."
"He is indeed my student."
"???" Everyone looked up at the Dark Lord blankly.
"Master!" Bella exclaimed, "How is this possible!"
At this moment, Barty Jr. pulled out his wand and tapped himself quickly. His body transformed rapidly, and finally, Voldemort in black wizard robes appeared completely.
Pale skin, deep eye sockets, and a high bridge of nose.
Voldemort touched his face tremblingly and let out a hearty laugh.
"An interesting experience. He became my student, but there is no emotion between us. Remember, when you meet him, kill him if you can..."
Voldemort thought for a while, looked down at these people, and finally curled his lips with a sneer, "Forget it, it's just you guys, it's better to run away if you encounter him."
He gently bent down to help Bella up from the ground, gently caressed Bella's cheek with the fingers of his long and pale hands, and stared at Bella with his two vertical eyes.
"Ha~"
"I told this student that if you want to study the soul, you must first study the body. It seems that he did not listen to my advice."
"The solution is simple."
With that said, he let go of Bella and walked among the Death Eaters, "My power is not strong enough, I have to go into deep sleep to make up for the cracks in my soul."
"I hope……"
He turned around abruptly, his face turned cold, "When I wake up again, you can play a role instead of causing trouble for me, do you understand?"
Everyone was too scared to speak.
Voldemort looked down at the faces and sighed slightly, "I see many slaves of black magic among you. You are becoming crazy, but madness can't achieve anything. This is my advice after I regain my senses. I
I hope you can find a solution on your own, this is the first test."
"Otherwise, I might as well go to you to find a giant."
As he said that, he stood elegantly in front of the crowd and gently took out Barty Jr.'s wand. He didn't know where he left his wand when he died. Now he has no chance to find it. Barty Jr.'s wand is not there.
It suited him, which seriously affected his performance.
But...
Just a small problem like this.
Voldemort chuckled, "Body, body, my student, why don't you understand the importance of the body?"
"The soul is out of body!"
In just an instant, all the Death Eaters were controlled by the 'Imperius Curse' (one of the three unforgivables) and stood up with eyes wide open.
"Now……"
Voldemort put away his wand with a smile and walked slowly among the crowd with bare feet, "Your memories will return to your childhood..."
His tone was faint, with a strange ethereal tone, hoarse and soft.
"At this time, you will experience the first magic riot in your life..."
"You will find that the first touch that magic brings to you is that it seems omnipotent and can accomplish anything you want to do."
"You wanted to pick up the kite from the tree, so you jumped on it."
"You wanted to catch the sparrows in the sky, so you flew up."
"This is the simplest magic, this is the most perfect form of magic, it is omnipotent."
"And at this time, you will feel the magical changes brought by magic to your body..."
"Don't think about resisting, feel it carefully, and accept it well..."
"Yes, think of magic as a part of yourself, a part of your body. It is as important as your eyes, and it is as important as your arms..."
"As long as you don't hate it or reject it, it will bring you everything."
"Then, let this organ of your body, this organ with infinite power, tell you what your body should look like?"
"It will communicate with your soul and tell you the answer. Don't doubt it, relax, relax as much as possible..."
Peng~
Bella suddenly floated up, and countless magic powers surged around her, floating along with the vegetation and rocks.
Then, one after another.
Voldemort sneered, "Children."
As he said that, he turned his head and stared at Bella's head, but it was as if he was not looking at Bella, "Are you right, my student, you seem to think that 'the most terrifying dark wizard in history' is easy to deal with?
"
"Then you have to be careful."
"Hey hey hey~~~"
Peng~
After a loud noise of disembodiment, he had disappeared from where he was.
…
…
Phew~~~
The flame of the candle suddenly reached very high, almost reaching the roof.
"Damn it! He's coming along the traces of ritual magic!" The old wizard Fiennes rushed forward violently, smashing the eyeballs on the ritual magic with one kick, and then kicked over all the candles beside him with another kick.
.
Wave~
There was a crisp sound and all the candle flames disappeared.
What is particularly strange is that after burning the candle flame for such a long time, the candle itself does not suffer any loss.
Anton lay on his back in the middle of the magic circle, breathing heavily and laughing, "It's exciting, it's so exciting!"
At least, he knows what he should do next!
Slow down the exploration of the soul and give priority to making up for the shortcomings of the body.
Thanks to Professor Voldemort for his on-site teaching, Anton learned a lot from this scene, great!
"Merlin's beard!" the old wizard packed up the things on the ground. "He is indeed the 'most terrifying dark wizard in history'. He is really powerful."
Snape had a stern face and said nothing.
He walked up to observe Anton's situation, turned around and closed the office door and left without saying a word.
Anton struggled to get up and gave himself a break, "No, teacher, you may be wrong. He is indeed powerful, but sometimes it depends on the gap in knowledge. After all, he knows too much."
"I've never seen this kind of easy way to solve problems in a person."
The old wizard looked at him in surprise, "Who?"
Anton raised his eyebrows and said, "Pedro."
"My stupid teacher?"
Anton nodded, "You drew a crack spell on my wrist before, do you remember?"
The old wizard chuckled, "Of course you remember, this is my trump card. If I die, you will explode too."
"But I didn't." The corner of Anton's mouth curled up. "Pedro was the same way at the time. He said it was a small problem. He found a 'White Hand' and connected it to me, and then put your crack magic spell on it.
Transferred to that arm."
The old wizard looked at Anton in disbelief, "Is it that simple to solve it?"