Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

During his ten years in Albania, Voldemort deeply reflected on his past actions, realizing that he had been misled by that prophecy.

They actually believed that a child could stand up to him.

Then they fell for Dumbledore's trick.

How could Lily, a Mudblood, possibly have such powerful magical abilities? It must have been Dumbledore who taught her. And that prophecy is also problematic.

This was a scheme orchestrated by Dumbledore, a scheme specifically designed to get rid of him.

Before being defeated by Harry again, Voldemort's attitude towards him was undoubtedly one of contempt and disdain.

Even though Harry defeated the troll, Voldemort only had Quirrell do it; he never truly cared about Harry.

He didn't even respect Harry, let alone Victor.

At this point, Voldemort was only thinking about resurrection and didn't care about anything else.

But today, the immense, unrestrained magic emanating from Witt slapped him in the face.

Was he this strong when he was in first grade?

Voldemort asked himself the question, and the answer was no.

Voldemort could hardly suppress his murderous intent towards a wizard whose talent surpassed even his own.

Even if Witt really is his child, he still has to die.

"Shut up, you idiot!" Voldemort snapped. "I've said it many times, I have no children."

"Tonight, you will sneak into the Forbidden Forest again and hunt more unicorns. Once I get the Philosopher's Stone, you must kill that Witt as soon as possible, understand?"

"what?"

Quirrell couldn't understand why Voldemort would kill Witt, who was clearly a Slytherin.

"You just need to follow orders." Voldemort didn't want to explain to a fool like Quirrell. Several failures and a year of waiting had long since exhausted Voldemort's patience.

If Voldemort didn't need Quirrell's power right now, he would have kicked Quirrell away.

As for the reward...

As the supreme Dark Lord of the magical world, it is your honor to serve me; you have no right to ask for any reward.

The unicorn's curse is a troublesome thing, and Voldemort wouldn't waste his precious time on Quirrell.

Witt, who was having breakfast in the Great Hall, had no idea that Voldemort wanted him dead, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.

Although Witt didn't want to cause trouble, he wasn't someone to be trifled with.

Besides, the first year is about to end, and Voldemort's life is as fragile as a candle in the wind. What right does he have to compare himself to the rising sun?

Let's talk about it after he gets past Harry and Dumbledore.

Chapter 67 Voldemort? A skeleton in a tomb, not worth mentioning.

With final exams approaching, Harry's confinement has ended.

He gradually came under control of the overflowing magic of Vitter, and the exam was just a few days away.

The serpent demon's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

If he wasn't mistaken, Dumbledore had already placed that mirror under the trapdoor.

It's time to make a move.

Tonight, just tonight.

Philosopher's Stone, here I come.

In the middle of the night, the snake demon peeked up and quietly slithered off the bed.

However, before he could swim to the entrance, Witt's gloomy voice came from behind him.

"Where are you going?"

"Master...Master."

The Serpent Demon turned its head in disbelief.

"Get back here right now, that's not something we should touch."

Admittedly, even if the Serpent Demon stole the Philosopher's Stone, Dumbledore wouldn't kill him and Witte, but the key point is that he couldn't steal it.

Serpent Demon's personality is similar to Voldemort's; he is extremely arrogant.

If Voldemort had been even slightly more humble, he wouldn't have believed that the Room of Requirement was his secret alone.

Where have all the house-elves of Hogwarts built their nests? It's practically like a public toilet.

The serpent demon felt the same way; he believed that after a year of diligent study, he would be able to break the magic set up by Dumbledore.

Witt could only express his feelings with a "heh."

Voldemort drank so much unicorn blood but still couldn't get the Philosopher's Stone. He could only wait there for Harry. Who gave Voldemort the confidence to think that he could get the Philosopher's Stone after learning magic for a year?

Did Dumbledore live for over a hundred years in vain?

The Serpent Demon will definitely not get his hands on the Philosopher's Stone; he'll be captured by Dumbledore.

I didn't get any benefits and I even had to clean up the mess left by the Snake Demon. This deal was a huge loss.

There's no way Victor would let the Serpent Demon court death.

If they could actually get their hands on it, Witt would be very supportive of the operation. Once the Serpent Demon reaches max level, a gold achievement would be theirs for the taking.

Even if Dumbledore discovers me, it would be worth it to be sent to Azkaban by him.

Unfortunately, it doesn't work.

Witte's greatest strength was his self-awareness.

Clearly, the Serpent Demon does not have this advantage.

"Master, you know everything." The Serpent Demon suddenly realized.

"Nonsense." Witt rolled his eyes and said, "Every morning when I wake up, my brain is filled with knowledge of dark magic. If I can't even process it, how can I be your master?"

"Don't forget, your abilities are shared with me."

Vittor cannot perceive the Serpent Demon's memories and thoughts, but the magical knowledge it learns can be transmitted to Vittor with 100% accuracy.

Vitt didn't understand the specific principles, but the extra magical knowledge couldn't be faked. The Serpent Demon was working so hard, it must be up to something.

How could Witt be completely oblivious?

"Then what about you?" The Serpent Demon lowered his head completely, looking utterly dejected. He now had one last question: since Witt had discovered it so long ago, why did he only say it now?

"Of course, it's so you'll study harder and go to the library more," Witt chuckled. "If I had told you from the beginning, would you still be studying so hard?"

"If you don't study hard, how will my magical abilities improve?"

"You can gain a lot of knowledge while you sleep. How could I bear to disturb you if it's such a good thing?"

Witt shamelessly said, "Look at me, how considerate I am. For your studies, I pretended to be deaf and dumb for a whole year. You have no idea how hard I suffered."

Snake Demon!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

You are not human.

How could you say such a thing? I swear...

At this moment, the Serpent Demon really wanted to bite Witt. To hell with his master, I'm going to die with you today.

"Alright, don't be so angry."

Witt walked over, picked up the snake demon, put it on the bed, and whispered, "The Philosopher's Stone is good, but the most important thing is to know yourself."

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle."

"Tell me, how much do you know about Dumbledore?"

The Serpent Demon was speechless.

Witt lectured, "You don't even know Dumbledore. You've only studied magic for a year, and you think you can break through the defenses Dumbledore has set up? Is that even possible?"

"That's not how things are done. If you gamble on everything, you'll end up with nothing."

"Those who can win money legitimately in casinos are all skilled cheaters. Relying on luck will only lead to losing everything in the end."

"Make the most comprehensive preparations for everything, think clearly about how you can succeed, how to deal with unexpected situations, and make sufficient contingency plans before taking action."

"Otherwise, it's just going to your death."

Witt took out Rozier's suitcase, twisted the combination lock a few times, and the suitcase rapidly enlarged.

This is a perpetual zoom function that Rozier set up in advance. It can shrink to the size of a figurine and to about the size of a double-door box.

It also has a series of functions such as automatic cleaning, fire prevention, and automatic shrinking and invisibility after being turned off.

All kinds of usage scenarios have been considered and dedicated functions have been set up.

Witt really liked this box.

This deal was incredibly profitable.

He also liked Rozier very much.

Although Grindelwald and Voldemort are both unreliable, I, Witt, am different from them.

"Go in by yourself," Witt commanded the Serpent Demon. "Reflect on this carefully; arrogance is the greatest obstacle to survival."

Unable to disobey orders, the snake-earth demon had no choice but to obediently swim in.

He admitted defeat; his master was truly cunning and treacherous, and he couldn't win against him, he simply couldn't win.

Next year, I'm going to follow James' example and lie down. I swear, if I ever work hard again, he'll be a dog.

After closing his suitcase, Victor lay comfortably on the bed.

The Serpent Demon was no match for him.

This timing of the card blocking people should keep the Serpent Demon quiet for a while.

Voldemort is dying. He's just waiting for the exams to end, when the students are most relaxed and the teachers are busiest, to find a way to transfer Dumbledore away.

My timid and submissive first year of university is finally coming to an end.