Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

"I summon Regulus Black."

Just as Regulus reached the entrance to the Gates of the Underworld, he heard Wirt say, "I command you to bring me the Slytherin pendant."

Without a second's hesitation, Regulus immediately turned around and struggled to run back.

"Holy crap... wait, Regulus, wait a minute."

Witt gritted his teeth and increased his magical output to forcibly pull Regulus away, shouting, "Voldemort is dead!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Regulus's mind wavered after hearing this, Witt quickly used magic to forcibly pull Regulus out.

The gates to the underworld closed, and Witt felt that 30% of his magic power had been depleted out of nowhere, leaving him utterly speechless.

Real-world props are not as absolute as those in games.

If the summoned undead resists, the amount of magic required to forcibly pull them out will increase exponentially.

It seems I can't be so aggressive in my tone anymore, especially when summoning those legendary wizards. I need to be polite and try to build a good relationship with them.

If a legendary wizard resists, Witt doesn't have enough magic to forcibly pull him out.

"Why are you running? Why are you running?"

Witt pointed at Regulus's nose and cursed, "With such a stubborn temper, no wonder he committed suicide."

"You just said the Dark Lord is dead." Regulus paid no attention to Witt's insults, but was more concerned about the news of Voldemort's death.

“He’s dead,” Witt said calmly, “but not completely dead.”

“Hordeal.” Regulus reacted instantly and said urgently, “If we destroy the Hordeal, he will be completely destroyed.”

"That's true, but do you know how many Horcruxes Voldemort had?"

Witt's words startled Regulus, who asked in astonishment, "How many Horcruxes can there be?"

“Of course there can be multiple,” Witt said disdainfully. “You don’t even know how many Horcruxes Voldemort has, yet you’re playing the suicide game to prove your point, dying once for nothing.”

"And it also harmed your parents."

"Tsk tsk." Witt shook his head in exasperation, admonishing, "Young people just can't keep their tempers up."

“You look much, much smaller than me.”

Regulus tilted his head, completely bewildered as to how Witte could possibly call him a young man.

“That’s not important,” Witt interrupted Regulus, raising his voice, “Go to your house and get me the Slytherin pendant right now.”

He didn't summon Regulus just to chat with someone.

"You must tell me what you want that pendant for, otherwise I will not obey your orders."

Regulus's body was already moving obediently, but his mouth remained stubborn.

Watching Regulus run so slowly, Witt's expression was utterly speechless.

Witte's commands are absolute, but there are multiple ways to execute them.

For example, right now, Regulus could have used Apparition, but he chose to run instead.

This person is really stubborn.

Witt took out a bottle of compound decoction, picked out a hair from a glass jar in his pocket, and put it in.

These were just some hairs he randomly picked from Muggles on the street; he wouldn't dare use his original appearance when he went to Blake's house.

After changing his clothes, Witte caught up with Regulus and gave him the order.

“Use Apparition to take me to the Black family home.”

Regulus, who was slacking off while jogging, heard Witt's order and had no choice but to grab Witt's hand and use Apparition to take him to the Black family's ancestral home.

"Don't keep such a long face."

To keep Regulus quiet, Witt had no choice but to make up some stories to deceive him, since he was unlikely to need Regulus's help after this incident.

As long as we can fool today, that's fine.

"Voldemort has created multiple Horcruxes. Destroying them prematurely will alert him. We must collect all the Horcruxes and then destroy them together, understand?"

As Witt spoke, he complained that Voldemort couldn't possibly sense Horcruxes. With his brain-dead soul, Voldemort wouldn't be able to detect them at all unless Witt destroyed them in front of him.

But Regulus was unaware of this.

Upon hearing Witt's words, the resistance on his face immediately lessened considerably.

Multiple Horcruxes were destroyed in one go.

Indeed, if all the Horcruxes cannot be destroyed, Voldemort cannot be dealt with, and it will only alert him.

"How do you know so much?" Regulus still didn't quite trust Witt.

“I am Professor Dumbledore’s man. If you don’t believe me, I can have Fox testify for me.”

Witt called Albus out and asked him to impersonate Fawkes. After all, they were both phoenixes, and most people wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

With the appearance of the phoenix, Regulus believed it.

Professor Dumbledore's people are indeed trustworthy.

Witt thought to himself, "Professor Dumbledore's reputation is really useful."

He also remembered the classic dialogue from the original book, what Lupin said to Harry when Harry questioned Snape.

Ultimately, it comes down to whether you believe Dumbledore's judgment. I believe it, which is why I trust Snape.

That's the magic of Dumbledore.

"Why would Dumbledore send a student to the battlefield..." Regulus was still somewhat puzzled. Based on his understanding of Dumbledore, he shouldn't be the kind of person who would send a student to the battlefield.

"Only I can use the resurrection stone; no one else can," Witt replied fluently.

It matches up perfectly, it matches up completely.

Regulus said nothing more and led Witt to open the long-sealed door of the Black family home.

Although this house is not as luxurious as the Malfoys' house, it is still considered a mansion.

“Regulus.” Mrs. Black’s eyes welled up with tears in the portrait at the door.

“Mother.” Regulus was also filled with mixed emotions.

He didn't know how to face his mother.

Regulus did not regret betraying Voldemort, but he should not have given up his life so easily back then, causing his parents to become depressed.

It's all his fault.

Witt spoke up from the side, reminding them, "Pendant, let's take care of business first. You'll have plenty of time to chat after that."

Regulus nodded and shouted loudly into the house, "Kreacher."

In a flash, the space at the doorway opened, and the aged Kreacher instantly appeared beside Regulus.

“Master Regulus, it really is you.”

“It’s me.” Regulus reached out and took Kreacher’s hand, asking softly, “Do you still have the pendant?”

“Master, Kreacher is useless. Kreacher has tried everything, but he can’t destroy the pendant.”

Kreacher pounded his head frantically, his voice filled with regret.

"Okay, stop. I'm ordering you to stop. You've done enough."

Regulus said softly, "Take the pendant and give it to this gentleman next to you..."

"Yes, Master."

From entering the room to receiving the pendant, the entire process took less than three minutes.

Having people under you or connections makes things easier.

Once it was confirmed that the Horcrux from the Ministry of Magic was not a pendant, Witt's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed completely.

Even if the Horcrux found by the Ministry of Magic is indeed Voldemort's Horcrux, it has nothing to do with Witt.

The Golden Cup is in Gringotts, it's very safe.

The Resurrection Stone Ring: Witt already has a Resurrection Stone, so he doesn't need that useless original.

The pirated resurrection stone is much better than the genuine one.

......

Ministry of Magic, Auror Office.

Dumbledore looked at the ring in front of him, which was inlaid with the Resurrection Stone, and inexplicably reached out his hand.

Without a second thought, Snape slapped him across the face.

Excessive force.

Dumbledore's hand immediately turned red.

Such force makes it hard not to suspect that he was settling a personal score.

“Dumbledore, the curse on this ring is extremely powerful. Two people from the Ministry of Magic have already been killed by it. Could the opportunity that Witt just mentioned have transferred nutrients from your brain to your hair?”

Snape stared mockingly at Dumbledore's dark hair, his tone sharp, sarcastic, and vengeful.

Nearby, Fudge and the others were all staring at Dumbledore, especially Fudge, whose eyes were filled with utter terror.

Dumbledore used magic to restore his youth.

Although Fudge had never heard of any magic that could restore youth, the person standing in front of him was Dumbledore, and just because others couldn't do it didn't mean Dumbledore couldn't.

Why did he want to become younger? Did he regret it? Did he want to take back the position of Minister of Magic?

A deep sense of crisis lingered in Fudge's mind.

Chapter 84 The Temptation of Death

"Where did you find it?"

Dumbledore stared unblinkingly at the Resurrection Stone on the ring; the familiar magic emanating from it was clearly Voldemort's.

This is his Horcrux.