Chapter 517 It's Just a Small Problem

"Master, woo woo woo..." Bella knelt on the ground, crying, "I knew it, I knew it! You won't die, that's great!"

In just an instant, everyone knelt down in fear.

One of the Death Eaters said angrily, "Master, our black magic has all failed, it's that nasty Anthony Weasley, he sealed all our magic power."

Then, others were crying too.

"This abominable devil, he turned us into terrifying white bears. Only when we become white bears can we feel the existence of magic power, but we can't change at all."

"Yes, he also said he was your student..."

"..."

A dozen or so Death Eaters, each speaking a sentence, were in a mess, and Voldemort just looked at them in silence.

"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 quickly tapped himself. His body transformed rapidly, and finally, Voldemort in black wizard robes appeared completely.

Pale skin, deep eye sockets, and a tall nose bridge.

Voldemort stroked his face tremblingly and let out a hearty laugh.

"It was an interesting experience. He became my student, but there is no emotion between us. Remember, when you meet him, you can kill him..."

Voldemort thought for a while, looked down at these people, and finally curled his lips with a sneer, "Forget it, just you guys, it's more practical to run as soon as you meet him."

He gently bent down to support Bella who was on the ground, gently stroked Bella's cheeks with the fingers of his slender and pale hands, and stared at Bella with two eyes with vertical pupils.

"Oh~"

"I told this student that if you want to study the soul, you must first study the body. It seems that he didn't listen to my advice."

"The solution is simple."

With that said, he let go of Bella and walked among the Death Eaters, "My strength is not strong enough, I have to go into a deep sleep to make up for the rift in my soul."

"I hope……"

He turned his head suddenly, his face became cold, "When I wake up again, you can play a role, instead of causing trouble for me, understand?"

Everyone was too scared to speak.

Voldemort looked down at the faces and sighed slightly, "I see many slaves of the black arts among you, you are becoming crazy, but madness can't do anything, this is my advice after I regain my sanity, I want you to find a way to solve it yourself, this is the first test."

"Otherwise, it would be better to find a giant than to find you."

As he spoke, he stood gracefully in front of the crowd, and gently pulled out Barty Jr.'s wand. His own wand was left behind when he died, and he had no chance to find it now. Barty Jr.'s wand was not It suits him, which seriously affects his performance.

But...

Just such a small problem.

Voldemort chuckled, "Body, body, my student, why don't you understand the importance of the body."

"The soul is out of the body!"

In just an instant, all the Death Eaters were controlled by the Imperius Curse (one of the three unforgivables), and they stood up with their eyes open.

"Now……"

Voldemort put away his wand with a smile, and walked slowly among the crowd with bare feet, "Your memories will go back to your childhood..."

His tone was faint, with a strange ethereal, hoarse and soft.

"At this time, you will experience the first magical riot in your life..."

"You will find that the initial touch that magic brings to you is that it seems to be omnipotent, and it seems to be able to accomplish anything you want."

"You wanted to pick up a kite from a tree, so you jumped on it."

"You wished to catch the sparrows in the sky, so you flew up."

"This is the simplest form of magic, this is the most perfect form of magic, it is omnipotent."

"At this time, you will feel the magical changes that the magic power brings to your body..."

"Don't think about resisting, feel it carefully, accept it well..."

"Yes, think of magic as a part of yourself, a part of your body, it is as important as your eyes, it is as important as your arms..."

"As long as you don't hate it, don't 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, relax, relax as much as possible..."

Boom~

Bella suddenly floated up, and the countless magic power around her was surging, floating together with the vegetation and stones.

Then, one after another.

Voldemort sneered, "Pediatrics."

As he said that, he turned his head and stared at Bella's head, but it seemed that he was not looking at Bella, "Are you right, my student, you seem to think that 'the most terrifying dark wizard ever' is easy to deal with? "

"Then you have to be careful."

"Hey hey hey~~~"

Boom~

After a loud apparition bang, he had disappeared in place.

...

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call~~~

The flame of the candle suddenly strung so high that it almost reached the roof.

"Damn it! He's coming along the traces of the ritual magic!" The old wizard Fiennes rushed forward, stomping on the eyeballs on the ritual magic with one kick, and kicking over the candles beside him with the other kick .

boo~

With a crisp sound, all the candle flames disappeared.

What is particularly strange is that the candle flame has burned for such a long time, and the candle itself has not lost any wear and tear.

Anton lay on his back in the middle of the magic circle, panting heavily, and laughed loudly, "Exciting, so frankly exciting!"

At least, he knew what was going on with what he should do next!

Slow down the exploration of the soul, and give priority to making up for the shortcomings of this part of the body.

Thanks to Professor Voldemort for his on-site teaching, Anton learned a lot in this scene, great!

"Merlin's beard!" The old wizard cleaned up the things on the ground, "It really deserves to be the 'most terrifying black wizard in history', it's really amazing."

Snape's face was sullen, but he didn't speak.

He walked up to observe Anton's situation, then turned around and pulled the office door to leave without saying a word.

Anton struggled to get up, and released a clean-up for himself, "No, teacher, you may be mistaken. He is really good, but sometimes it depends on the gap in knowledge. After all, he knows too much."

"I've seen this kind of easy way to solve problems in one person."

The old wizard looked at him in surprise, "Who?"

Anton frowned, "Pedro."

"My stupid teacher?"

Anton nodded, "You drew a crack spell on my wrist before, remember?"

The old wizard chuckled, "Of course I remember, this is my hole card. If I die, you will explode too."

"But I didn't." The corners of Anton's mouth hooked up, "Pedro was the same at the time, saying it was a small problem, he found a 'Hand of White' to connect it to me, and then cursed your crack transferred to that arm."

The old wizard looked at Anton in disbelief, "Is it that simple?"

Anton grinned silently.

"Merlin's beard!" The old wizard looked displeased.

(See Chapter 14 for details)