Chapter 635 I Really Want to Open the Dear Professor's Head

Voldemort's condition was obviously not very good, and the loose clothes still couldn't cover up the collapse of his left shoulder.

Not to mention the dangling empty left sleeve.

Anton stood in the crowd, not knowing what was going on in his brain, but a sentence echoed in his mind.

Guoer, Guoer, is that you?

oh~~~

Although it was not good to think like this, he still had daydreams involuntarily. He found that since he fused the soul of his previous life, he was no longer in the situation of 'one body with two souls', and his thinking became more agile.

Oh, in other words, there is also a little bit of escape.

Lao Fu was so strong that these so-called expert masters didn't even dare to move when he was speaking.

The entire wizarding world only has such a deterrent force, even if Grindelwald and Dumbledore are here, because these two are still reasonable. Lao Fu is unreasonable. When he was raging in the magic world, he even shot a killing curse when he heard something unpleasant.

Minister Fudge's complexion turned pale. As the saying goes, the house leaked and it rained all night, and he was still worrying about the attack on Hogsmeade Village by the "second army of wizards and mercenaries".

This kind of thing happened in office, and if he didn't handle it properly and caused protests, he would definitely be removed from office. The key point is that it is impossible to give him a chance to deal with the three extremely sensitive topics of "sub-wizards who determine the future", "the increasingly powerful Magic Congress of the United States" and "mercenaries from the land of Africa".

As a result, there was another wave of ups and downs, and Voldemort majestically appeared in the courtroom on the tenth floor below the Ministry of Magic building in the presence of so many top wizard-level masters, which was the deepest part of the Ministry of Magic.

Fudge slumped on the seat slowly, feeling weak all over. He even thought that if he rushed out and stood uprightly against the Dark Lord at this time, maybe all his troubles would disappear.

I will gain unprecedented momentum, but ah, that will kill people.

But no one wants to die.

Fudge glanced at Anton in the crowd. The little wizard stared straight at Voldemort like a curious baby, which made Fudge's heart tremble.

You can't beat the Dark Lord, don't jump out at this time!

Stay well, and when you become stronger in the future, there is still time for you to stand out!

At that time, with his relationship with Anton and his past record of showing such cooperation, Anton will definitely put himself on the throne of Minister of Magic again.

Anton really didn't think about running out to fight Voldemort.

He didn't have the interest to fight Voldemort desperately for the changes in the wizarding world.

We have no conflict of interest.

However, some people think otherwise.

harry potter!

At this moment, Arthur Weasley was firmly grabbing Harry's shoulders, even covering Harry's mouth with one hand, using his tall figure to block Harry's front.

Fortunately, he was usually obsessed with "killing Harry Potter who was prophesied to kill him", but this time Voldemort didn't seem to have this idea in his appearance.

He just walked down the stairs slowly, step by step towards the trial platform, passed Sirius' seat without stopping, continued to walk forward, and finally came to the front of the trial platform, raised his hand with a smile beginning.

Everyone's eyes moved with his walking, and even saw that he was about to speak, they all held their breath, and the air could be heard quietly.

"I came to the Ministry of Magic today to consult with you..."

Voldemort chuckled, "I think Azkaban Island Castle is a good place, and it will belong to me in the future. Let me ask, does the Ministry of Magic agree?"

Fudge swallowed, pretending to be frightened, although he was really scared to death, but he knew that he must not say anything at this time.

say against? Even if it is about to be killed immediately!

Agree? Haha, that's awesome. Those wizards present who dare not say a word will definitely push this matter on themselves afterwards.

Ceding the Azkaban Prison is not something a Minister of Magic should do at all, it is more serious than being scared stupid and being scolded for being incompetent.

Voldemort saw Fudge panting and about to die, sneered, and looked at the members of the Wizengamot, "Old Barty Crouch, what do you think? Oh, yes, your son is now Helping me to take over Azkaban, hehehehe..."

Old Barty's complexion turned pale, he clenched his teeth tightly, his fists in the sleeves of his wizard robes were clenched tightly, and his neck was covered with blue veins.

Lao Fu gracefully raised his hand, his pale arm slipped from the wizard's robe, pointing with his slender fingers, greeting each other's name like an old friend, asking if he had any comments.

He turned his head to look at the bosses from all over the place, "What about you? Does anyone have any objections?"

No one spoke, and the courtroom filled with so many wizards was as quiet as a silent drama.

"Oh~"

Voldemort chuckled, put his hands behind his back, shook his head, and walked slowly towards the door of the courtroom, "Maybe you will go to Dumbledore, then tell him, I will wait in Azkaban from now on." Follow him."

Seeing him walking towards the gate step by step, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't believe that he survived.

The sound of everyone exhaling gathered together, and it actually echoed in the courtroom.

Suddenly, everyone looked at each other and closed their mouths again.

Voldemort chuckled, turned around, looked at everyone, and thought for a while, "At the same time, I also welcome those who want to be my allies to visit Azkaban."

He seemed to be interested in talking, and he walked slowly around the steps, and the spirit of every wizard he passed tensed up.

"I went to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry two years ago. It feels so good to be back at my alma mater. I also got addicted to being a professor. That time was very interesting."

"Of course, it's not just as simple as being interesting. I found my incomplete soul and completed myself there."

"Look, I have become complete, I have regained the mentality of my youth, and I have once again found my original intention for magic and this world."

"During the period of recovering my magic power, I thought a lot about the past, the future of the wizarding world, and the research on black magic..."

"I think Dumbledore is a good great wizard who keeps the peace..."

Voldemort curled his lips with a weird expression, "But the interesting thing is that I met Muggles twice, the first was a group of ordinary Muggles, and the second time was a Muggle who had awakened a little magical ability..."

"There is actually no difference between them at all to me. I killed them all."

"But I think they are absolutely terrifying to you weak wizards and the entire weak wizard world."

Lao Fu stopped in his tracks, raised his head slightly, and exhaled, "The times have changed, and so have I. It's just right."

"I think Dumbledore is no longer suitable for this era, isn't he? Instead, he seems to have become an obstacle to the development of the wizarding world, although you also dare not speak out."

"The International Wizarding Secrecy Act is no longer suitable for this era, isn't it? It is also hindering the development of society."

"I think it is necessary for me to listen to your thoughts on the new era. Maybe you will come to Azkaban to find me with an interesting plan."

"I'll be there waiting for you."

"Follow me, change the world, conquer Muggles."

The corners of Voldemort's mouth were raised slightly, and his eyes flicked in front of Snape, Lucius and others in the crowd, "I allow you to hide your identity and come to me, I allow you not to show loyalty to me, but to seek to join because of interests, I allow for different opinions."

Everyone was shocked by what Voldemort said, and by the changes in Voldemort.

This is……

Going from Dark Lord to White Lord?

Is it true that, as he said, he replenished his soul and became rational?

Some of the older pure-blood family members, even those who followed Voldemort from before the Chinese New Year, felt inexplicably familiar.

The most powerful Dark Lord appeared!

Yes, full of wisdom, good at planning, forbearing, and powerful, that's what the original Dark Lord was like!

In this way, the chariots and horses were made clear, claiming to establish their own power in Azkaban, and appearing in front of everyone in a grandiose manner.

Such a Dark Lord seemed to be even more terrifying.

After Voldemort finished speaking, he didn't seem to bother to pay attention to these people. That's right, he said just now that there are some weak wizards here, and what he can admire is probably to offer loyalty and become a thug.

It seems that the Dark Lord has not changed.

Voldemort, who became rational, wanted to establish power in Azkaban, which made some older wizards present recall Grindelwald and his Nurmengard Castle back then.

Everyone watched as the Dark Lord walked towards the door of the courtroom. The fear and panic at the beginning were no longer there. It seemed that everyone's expressions were changing.

"Master! Master! Wait!" Peter Pettigrew excitedly chased after him, pointing in a certain direction behind him, "Harry Potter, Harry Potter, he is here!"

"oh?"

Voldemort stopped under the door, and the light from outside the door would come in from his side, making his figure darker and distorted.

He slowly came back to his senses, and said with a smile, "Really?"

"Yes, master!" Peter Pettigrew excitedly ran to the middle row of seats as if asking for credit, and pointed to the direction behind Arthur Weasley, "It's right here!"

Lao Fu glanced at Peter Pettigrew, with a casual smile full of disgust and a sharp edge, as if intending to kill this troublesome guy.

Anton raised his eyebrows in the crowd, and looked at Voldemort's figure with a smile.

Dumbledore's injury to Voldemort before was obviously not as simple as shattering his shoulder, otherwise it would be impossible to recover now.

The current state of Lao Fu is really interesting.

One of Anton's eyes turned into a colorful vortex, and the other turned into azure blue, staring at Lao Fu's figure, and the measurable state of Lao Fu's soul magic power turned into a normal and complete color block of a wizard again, only in the soul Level, he seems to be getting torn.

It became a bit like the one I was before - one body with two souls connected by the black line of soul.

So, Lao Fu doesn't have the soul that can completely devour 'Tom Riddle's Diary'?

Or, because of the Horcrux, did it end up like this?

This is so much fun.

Anton is not too familiar with one body and two souls.

Although in the five major items of 'memory, emotion, will' and even the 'traces and time' of the id elements that Fiennes and Snape helped him make up for himself, Voldemort is the only one.

But after all, it is 'one body, two souls', two souls live in the same body, but there will be two 'way of thinking'!

Haha~

I went from Anthony Weasley and Anton to the complete Anton.

Old Voldemort went from Voldemort to the split Voldemort and Tom Riddle.

And he actually chose to focus on the 'Tom Riddle' way of thinking.

Anton licked his lips and stroked the wand in his hand.

I really want to take apart my dear professor's head and study his soul well...