Voldemort glanced at Peter Pettigrew and said coldly.
"I was wrong! Master!"
Peter Pettigrew quickly lowered his head.
"snort!"
Voldemort snorted coldly.
He looked in the direction Harry was leaving, with a different look in his eyes.
"Is this the most correct Horcrux? Use human beings as the body to achieve your ultimate goal!"
He felt that he might have taken the wrong path before.
"But it's not too late to know now!"
As long as he takes back all the Horcruxes!
The robe that wrapped Peter Pettigrew's broken arm was soaked in blood.
"Owner……"
Peter Pettigrew looked at Voldemort longingly and choked with sobs.
"Master...you promised...you promised..."
Voldemort had promised to replace his broken arm after his resurrection.
"Extend your arms."
Voldemort said lazily.
"Oh, Master...Thank you, Master..."
Peter Pettigrew quickly stretched out his bloody broken arm.
"Not this one, Wormtail."
Wormtail is the pseudonym of Peter Pettigrew.
"Master, please...please..."
Wormtail cried.
Voldemort bent down, took Wormtail's left arm, and pushed his sleeve up to his elbow.
There was something on the skin there, a bright red tattoo.
That's the Dark Mark!
A snake spits out of a skeleton's mouth.
Voldemort studied it carefully, ignoring Wormtail's uncontrollable sobs.
"It's back."
he said softly.
"They'll all notice it... now, we'll see... we'll know..."
He pressed his long, pale index finger on Wormtail's arm.
"ah!"
Wormtail let out a wail.
Voldemort took his finger away from Wormtail's mark.
I saw that the mark had turned into pitch black color.
A cruel look of pride appeared on Voldemort's face. He straightened up, raised his head, and scanned the dark cemetery.
"How many people have the guts to come back after feeling it?"
He murmured, staring at the stars in the sky with his glowing red eyes.
"How many people would be stupid enough not to come?"
…
"Without doing anything on my part, there are only three people in this world who can bring me so many destiny points, Harry Potter, Voldemort and Dumbledore."
Fang Mu murmured to himself.
Needless to say, Harry Potter and Voldemort, Dumbledore...
"Did he finally give up on his savior and choose me as his successor?"
impossible!
Fang Mu rejected this idea.
It's not that Dumbledore couldn't make this choice, it's that he couldn't make this choice at this time.
For Dumbledore, as long as he could kill Voldemort, he could choose Harry or Fang Mu.
But Fang Mu has only shown this potential now. It's hard to say whether he can kill Voldemort.
Quirrell and Voldemort are completely different things.
Anyone who has reached the extraordinary level knows that the gap between each level is quite large!
Breaking through is extremely difficult. Some people may break through to Extraordinary lv.1 in their twenties or thirties, but then they may stay at Extraordinary lv.1 throughout their lives.
Fang Mu used his extraordinary talent to prove that he would not just linger at extraordinary level 1.
But Quirrell and Voldemort are at least two levels apart. Can Fang Mu reach that level before Voldemort returns?
Dumbledore didn't know.
And Harry Potter is the prophesied person to defeat Voldemort!
Prophecy is hard to say, just like fighting.
Who would have thought that Voldemort, who was running rampant in the wizarding world, would eventually be made invisible by a Patronus Curse and disappear for ten years!
Although Harry Potter cannot be compared with Fang Mu in terms of strength, who can be sure that he will not be the one who kills Voldemort in the end?
Unless Fang Mu now has the strength equivalent to Voldemort, it is impossible for Dumbledore to place all bets on him.
"Dumbledore is impossible, then only Harry Potter and Voldemort are left. Who could they be?"
Fang Mu had a thoughtful look on his face.
"Xiao Hei, report Harry Potter's current whereabouts!"
"Yes, Master!"
Half a minute later.
"Harry Potter left Mr. and Mrs. Vernon's home twenty-eight minutes ago, headed for the countryside, and has not been seen since."
"No whereabouts again?"
Fang Mu lightly knocked on the armrest of the chair.
"Judging from the timing, Harry fits the bill. However, what did he do that allowed me to gain so many destiny points all at once?"
Killing one of Voldemort's Horcruxes only costs 3,000 fate points. Harry actually directly provided 2,000 fate points, which shows that this is by no means a trivial matter!
…
Suburbs.
Hagrid anxiously circled the dead tree.
"How could this happen, how could this happen... Harry, where did Harry go? It's all my fault! It's all my fault! I should have thought of it a long time ago. Harry came out so late, I, I should have stopped him! Portkey
!Who would put a portkey here? What on earth is he going to do to Harry?"
Hagrid was filled with self-blame.
He walked back and forth, hoping that Harry would come back.
But half an hour passed, and he didn't wait for anything.
"No! I have to go back and inform Dumbledore!"
Hagrid gritted his teeth and decided to return to Hogwarts.
Although this will cause him to take some blame, there can be no further delay!
Just when he was about to leave.
A phantom flickered.
Harry is back!
"Oh! Thank God! Harry, you are finally back!"
Hagrid quickly pulled Harry up.
"Hagrid?"
Harry looked slightly startled when he saw Hagrid.
Sure enough, what he saw before was not an illusion.
"What happened to you before? Where were you just now?"
"I……"
Harry's eyes flickered.
"I don't know either. I came here in a daze before, and my body seemed to be out of control."
"Out of control? Imperius Curse!"
Hagrid's expression changed.
"Then what? Harry, go on."
"Then, I grabbed the stone and went to a cemetery. It was very desolate. Then, a man appeared and he grabbed me. He... Finally, I quickly grabbed me again while they were not paying attention.
Picked up the stone and returned here."
"How is this possible? You, you mean, that person, he, he has come back?"
Hagrid's teeth were chattering, as if he had thought of something extremely terrible.