Chapter 35

"Voldemort?!"

The dim wall lamp swayed in the deep room.

It cast mottled shadows.

It made the already gloomy environment even more mysterious.

The eyes of the plaster statue flashed unnatural light in the dark.

It was like two glowing gems.

It was particularly abrupt in this quiet night.

Deverot looked at the plaster statue very nervously.

He exclaimed.

"Voldemort? Haha, no one has called me that for a long time. I thought I was going to drown in this endless knowledge."

The plaster statue smiled at Deverot.

The smile seemed a little distorted under the dim light.

It seemed like the traces left by the passage of time.

But because this plaster statue had no arms.

The scene at this time was very... uh... funny?

A half-human-sized plaster statue was lying on the ground.

Tilting his head as far as he could, Deverot could see it.

If it wasn't midnight now.

Deveraux might still feel like laughing at this scene.

But at this moment, his whole body was tense!

His wand pointed straight at the plaster statue that was talking.

He was ready to cast a curse on it at any time.

He was 100% sure.

The one controlling the plaster statue at this moment was Voldemort's Horcrux!

I saw it from the panel just now.

He mastered the three unforgivable curses that no one else could match!

Even if Voldemort did not use the killing curse.

If Deveraux was hit by one of them.

He would have to suffer!

So at this moment, he stared at the plaster statue.

He was ready to defend against its attack on him at any time.

"Hahaha, don't be so nervous, you see, I'm just a small statue."

The plaster statue with green eyes, or Voldemort's Horcrux, said.

He rolled to a pile of debris with a gurgling sound.

He leaned on it.

Finally, he could talk to Deveraux without supporting his neck.

"Haha, I just want to ask you some questions. After all, I've been here for too long."

The young Voldemort twisted his neck.

Like a person who has been sleeping for a long time.

Finally woke up.

Deverault also tried to keep himself rational at this time.

Adjusting his breathing.

Try to use meditation to calm his mood.

"Oh? "The Pure and Quiet Way"? I thought it had been lost a long time ago."

Voldemort looked at Deverault with interest.

Deverault was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

Voldemort was referring to the meditation he was using now!

The other party's knowledge reserve was really terrifying.

"What do you want to do!"

Deverault decided not to let the other party take the lead.

You have to figure out the other party's intentions first.

In the original book, there is no situation where the Horcruxes come alive.

He can only improvise now.

"Well, actually I just want to know what happened outside, and what about my future self...uh...Voldemort?"

This young version of Voldemort seemed very friendly at this time.

Losing both hands doesn't look like he can cast magic.

But considering that the other party failed in the end.

The news that he was killed by Harry's counter-curse might drive him crazy.

Deveraux decided to be more tactful.

"You failed, and the Death Eaters were arrested."

Uh.

It seems a bit direct.

But Voldemort was very calm after hearing it.

There was no ripple.

"Really? Little guy, if that's the case, I might have to see it myself!"

As he said.

The plaster statue's eyes glowed green!

"Let me see what happened!"

Deveraux saw that the situation was not good.

He immediately waved his wand!

"Smash to pieces!"

A laser shot at the plaster statue.

Bang!

After a loud bang.

The plaster statue shattered.

In the dust.

The fragments were scattered all over the ground.

But it was only the plaster statue that was shattered!

I saw the Ravenclaw crown slowly rising.

It trembled slightly in the air.

Like a living thing.

"I can't see your thoughts. Are you protected by someone? Interesting boy, forget it. I don't have much power, but I can make this place only for you to come in. Come and play when you have time. Tell me about the outside world."

As he said.

The crown floated lightly to the top of another statue.

In an instant.

The statue's eyes also emitted a strange green light.

Blinked at the stunned Deveraux.

In an instant.

Deveraux felt a strong dizziness.

The surrounding scene spun rapidly.

When he stood firm again.

He found himself standing outside the door of the Slytherin lounge.

Holding a piece of paper and a light blue scarf in his hand.

Deveraux unfolded the paper.

The handwriting on it was delicate and neat.

"Hey, little guy, if you have time, you can bring the scarf and come to my place again, and tell me, an old man, about the stories outside."

Deveraux quickly lit the paper with his wand.

The flames devoured the paper.

Leaving behind a wisp of smoke.

Devereux threw the remains behind him.

He didn't want to see the Dark Lord again!

But all kinds of doubts followed him.

Aren't Voldemort's words inherently ruthless?

But the communication just now made him feel that the other party seemed more like a lonely person who was eager to listen.

Is there something wrong with the description of the entry?

Deveraux couldn't help but doubt.

Is all this a carefully designed trap.

Trying to lure him into a trap?

And why when he first saw it.

He was just an ordinary Horcrux that could bewitch people.

After he used Zen meditation to perceive it indirectly.

It became something that could communicate, and it felt even similar to the ghosts in the school!

Could it be that his magic accidentally activated some kind of consciousness of it?

And why was he not angry at all when he heard that he failed, and had no other reaction?

What does it mean that seeing is not necessarily believing?

Deveraux's brain is now about to be overwhelmed by these complicated information!

Puzzled!

Deveraux decided.

Tell Dumbledore this information immediately!

Let the professors solve this problem.

Thinking.

Deveraux picked up the light blue scarf.

Wanted to burn it too.

But he didn't expect that the moment he picked it up.

[Ding! 】

【Obtain props! 】

Deverot was stunned.

This thing is actually a prop certified by the system?

Before, only system rewards and wands could be recognized as props by the system!

This ordinary-looking scarf is actually a prop?

Deverot put down his wand.

He looked around.

He made sure that Furchi was not nearby.

It was almost two o'clock in the evening.

He didn't want to be locked up.

Then he said the code to the stone wall.

Wait for the secret passage to appear.

Deverot returned to the Slytherin lounge.

The lounge was empty at this time.

There was only the sound of the matches in the fireplace being burned and exploding.

And the sound of the waves hitting the shore coming from outside the window.

It made Deverot feel a little relieved.

But the coldness inside made Deverot shiver a little.

Then he sat on a ring-patterned chair closest to the fireplace.

Deverot began to check his latest props.

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[Item: Ravenclaw's Token]

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[Ravenclaw's Token: This is a token exclusive to Ravenclaw, which will only be given to special people. Its purpose is unknown. Once the token is given, both parties will establish an unbreakable oath, which the recipient cannot betray in every sense. ]