Lucius and Narcissa breathed a sigh of relief as they respectfully watched Zhang Ziyu and Lu Ping apparate away.
"It's unbelievable. This gentleman looks to be only twenty years old, but he is so powerful."
Lucius's eyes were filled with emotion, Zhang Ziyu was far more powerful than he imagined.
Narcissa whispered: "This is a good thing for us, at least the mysterious man is no longer a sharp sword hanging over our heads."
God knows how frightened Zhang Ziyu made them feel when he told them that Voldemort divided his soul into several parts and thus gained the ability to be immortal in a certain sense.
They are not masters like Dumbledore and Zhang Ziyu, and they will not pay attention to the side effects and power of Horcrux magic. They will only be more afraid of Voldemort's immortality and terror.
"Narcissa, our family should still have a lot of resources and gold galleons, right?"
Narcissa's face changed slightly, and she immediately said: "Lucius, are you still planning to invest like the mysterious man? I don't agree, this gentleman is different!"
Although it was their first meeting, Narcissa keenly felt the difference, or that the pressure Zhang Ziyu brought to her was particularly special.
If Voldemort is feared because of his madness and wanton slaughter, then Zhang Ziyu comes from his attitude and confidence in power.
Yes, in Narcissa's eyes, Zhang Ziyu is similar to Dumbledore, but more mysterious.
Voldemort is just a madman controlled by power and knowledge. Although he is powerful, he only uses killing and torture to threaten these fears.
Those who fear death and pain will succumb to his oppression.
But there are always brave people who are not afraid of death and stand up to resist.
However, Zhang Ziyu gave her a different feeling, mastering knowledge and playing with it in the midst of applause.
This strange feeling, as if everything was just serving him, became one of countless stepping stones, building a high platform that no one could cross.
This... is Narcissa's most intuitive feeling towards Zhang Ziyu deep in her heart.
How could such a person be successful in speculation?
Narcissa's feeling was actually right. As Zhang Ziyu continued to master various power systems and expand his knowledge system, his temperament quietly changed.
It's just that the time is still short, and Zhang Ziyu usually doesn't care about it, so he ignores the changes in this aspect.
But for some keen people, such a temperament exists, and it is easy to convince and arouse respect.
To use an inappropriate analogy, it feels like ordinary people stand in front of people like teachers and scholars, and are naturally in awe or even ashamed of themselves.
This point sometimes does not differ due to temporary differences in strength.
Dumbledore, Hanqing and the others actually noticed this, and there was no contempt in their interactions with Zhang Ziyu.
"You misunderstood."
Lucius smiled bitterly and said: "This Lord is not Voldemort, and he doesn't need henchmen. I just want to express the goodwill of our Malfoy family to him, that's all."
"That's good, what are you going to do?"
"My lord is particularly interested in magical creatures. I will take the initiative to contact those who smuggle wizards to see if I can get any rare magical creatures."
He looked at Narcissa and said: "In addition to magical creatures, we can also go to your shop often. The things in there are very precious and can improve your strength."
Narcissa nodded and said: "I understand, I will go back and have a look later. By the way, it will take a while to contact the smuggling wizards. It is better to think of a way at the Ministry of Magic first. Fire dragons are under the management and protection of the Ministry of Magic."
Down."
"I'll contact Fudge."
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Naturally, Zhang Ziyu didn't know about Lucius and his wife's plan. What he didn't even know was that Lucius was already planning to spend tens of thousands of galleons to buy a few bottles of troll potion for his precious son Malfoy to take.
Well, although it tastes like feeding shit, it can indeed strengthen the wizard's body.
Not only does it increase magic resistance, but even magic power can be slightly increased.
After Lucius tasted it once, he roughly concluded that this thing might have a greater effect on the little wizard, so he couldn't wait to give it to his son to try.
Zhang Ziyu and Lu Ping performed a long-distance apparation and came directly to Diagon Alley.
Lupine's face turned slightly pale. Even an adult wizard like him felt uncomfortable at such a long distance.
He turned his head to look at Zhang Ziyu and found that his boss looked as usual, even a little dissatisfied, as if he wanted to try another longer distance teleportation.
"You have a perverted physique. You are only twenty years old. Which school did you graduate from?"
Lu Ping was still wandering in his thoughts. Zhang Ziyu glanced at him and said, "Just wait for a while. I'll see you later for something else."
Zhang Ziyu left Lu Ping aside, and with a movement of his body, he disappeared and returned to the Monster Ranch.
In the wizarding world, there is no need to worry about disappearing in place, since there are similar magics anyway.
Entering the Monster Ranch, Zhang Ziyu went straight to the mimic fence.
Voldemort's remnant soul was directly imprisoned inside the No. 7 Mimic Fence and was in the same ecological environment as those magical creatures.
"That's weird. Weren't you imprisoned at the ghost fence?"
Although there are some differences, Zhang Ziyu thought it was not impossible, because after making the Horcrux, Voldemort did not simply want to split his soul.
The main soul can withstand magical attacks and escape many times, making it almost immortal.
The remaining remnant souls are relatively independent, yet connected, and full of weirdness.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a simple soul.
It was precisely because of this that Dumbledore had a headache.
"Let's see what needs to be supplied first."
Zhang Ziyu looked at the remnant soul of Voldemort. At this time, Voldemort was no longer the lush hair and tall nose he used to be when he was young. He had a bald head, a flat nose, a pale face, and his figure was almost like a black mist, erratic.
Voldemort's remnant soul 1/7 (to be fused, requires: soul power)
Zhang Ziyu raised his eyebrows. The good guy also brought a puzzle player. He currently has a total of six Horcruxes and a wandering main soul, which is just seven soul fragments.
In other words, collect the Horcruxes to summon a living Voldemort?
"It doesn't matter if it's fresh or not, as long as you complete the puzzle, there should be something good, right?"
Zhang Ziyu touched his chin and pondered the possibilities. The weirder the activity, the weirder the prize pool. Based on his many years of experience in European Emperor card drawing (Krypton gold direction), this guess is very likely.
"But this soul power... why not give it a try?"
Zhang Ziyu didn't know what he wanted to eat for this remnant soul. After thinking about it, he thought that it might be to replenish his soul power. In these days of gluttony, the essence dropped by the goblin should be fine, so he threw one in casually.
Sure enough, Voldemort quickly enveloped the essence and absorbed it bit by bit.
A green light ball fell down and was caught by Zhang Ziyu.