Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

As the fog rolled, the picture that formed again seemed to be many years apart from the previous one.

The little boy had grown up, but his face had turned pale and distorted. Behind him followed many people wearing black robes, hoods and masks, like demons crawling out of hell.

They broke into other people's homes and killed the owners inside; there were also people kneeling and struggling in front of them, and even though no sound was made, it could be seen that the person was suffering cruel torture.

People kept being killed, but the fog did not disperse immediately, so the originally empty corridor turned into a sea of ​​corpses and blood. People fell to the ground in various postures, looking at the sky with lifeless eyes.

"After graduation, Tom Riddle applied to stay in school, but was unsuccessful. He rejected the invitation from the Ministry of Magic and went to work in Borgin and Burke's in Knockturn Alley for a while, and then disappeared for many years."

Dumbledore continued.

"When he came back, he was named 'Voldemort' and his followers were called Death Eaters. But he did not regard them as family or friends, but as servants. The only honor he gave them was to let them kneel down and kiss his robes or the back of his feet."

"They were doing terrible things, wizards and muggles were dying, there was panic everywhere. Until he was at the height of his power, and was defeated by a baby."

In the picture, the wizard fell on his back and turned into mist and disappeared. Another baby clenched his fists and cried loudly.

It seems like a reincarnation.

Chapter 165 Leaves

The bell rang for the end of get out of class and all the fog dissipated.

Vader was looking at Dumbledore, who was looking at him.

Through that thin layer of lens, Dumbledore's eyes seemed like the deep blue ocean.

"You let me see Voldemort's life..." Wade asked carefully: "What's your intention?"

Dumbledore stretched out his hand, and a leaf outside the window fell into his palm.

"Look at this leaf, child, what do you think of it?"

Dumbledore asked himself and answered: "Some people would say green, some would say nature, some would say environment, some would say it is pleasing to the eye, some would think it is food for some insects, and some would think of the passing of time and life. Others would say that leaves are just leaves."

After a pause, Dumbledore repeated, "Leaves are just leaves, Vader."

"What you associate with it should be up to you."

He placed the leaf in Wade's palm and said with a smile, "It's time for lunch, let's go eat. Today's lunch includes wine-soaked jam pudding, it would be a pity to miss it."

Dumbledore left, and Wade looked at the leaves in his hand and thought for a long time.

In the plot, Dumbledore takes Harry to experience the memories related to Voldemort one by one, analyzing the human nature and Voldemort's weaknesses reflected in those memories, and thus guiding Harry to find the Horcruxes and defeat Voldemort in the future.

What Dumbledore showed him was Voldemort's life trajectory. There were no tedious details or long speeches, just a simple presentation, and then left all the problems to him.

Did Dumbledore know about their "society activities"? Or did Dumbledore see something from his push for a retrial of Sirius's case?

Wade thought for a while and put the leaf in the book as a bookmark.

No matter what Dumbledore was trying to convey, Vader would not change his course.

……

Early the next morning, mail owls flew into Hogwarts in droves and threw thick newspapers on the breakfast table.

Wade opened the Daily Prophet and the first thing he saw was a photo of Harry and Sirius hugging each other. Lupin was standing in the corner, smiling, with only half of his face showing.

In the corner was a small photograph of Peter Petillo in his prison uniform.

"Look, Sirius Black is acquitted! Peter Pettigrew is sentenced to life imprisonment!"

Padma flipped through the newspaper and spoke loudly to Michael.

There was a cheer from the Gryffindor table, and the Weasley twins, wearing strange hats, jumped up and down on their stools.

They participated in the operation to capture Peter and have been paying close attention to the case. Now that the case has achieved an ideal result, the twins are so happy that they feel like they have been set free.

But their other two brothers were not so happy. Ron and Percy both had stern faces, as if they were ashamed of the fact that Peter had once been their pet.

"This is unbelievable." One of Percy's roommates was still saying to him loudly, "We used to live in the same dormitory with this disgusting guy! Percy, I will never keep a pet like a rat in my life!"

Percy's face darkened and everyone around him laughed.

Some girls were also talking in low voices.

Wade heard Qiu Zhang saying to his friend not far away: "Marietta, I don't have a problem with hamsters, but... uh... can you not keep it in the dormitory?"

Marietta looked a little unnatural: "Don't mention it, I'll send it back later and let my mother help me grow it in the garden."

"Use an owl?" Qiu Zhang said hesitantly, "Will it be eaten?"

"No, I'll send it back with the cage..." said Marietta.

Because the school's public owl can be used to send letters, many girls prefer to keep furry hamsters or mice as pets, and will take them out to play when the weather is good.

But after Peter's case, the number of pet rodents in the entire school has been reduced by more than half. Even if there are still some owners who are reluctant to give them away, they no longer keep them in the dormitory.

So the two empty dormitories in Ravenclaw Tower became a place for everyone to keep their pets. Some people didn't even want to keep cats in the dormitories, so they just let them stay in the common room.

Ravenclaw is better, after all, there are fewer people and fewer people who keep pets. I heard that Gryffindor often quarrels about pets.

"Hey, Draco!" Someone at the Slytherin table said in a shrill voice, "I heard that Sirius Black is your uncle? He was acquitted, you must be very happy?"

Draco Malfoy's expression suddenly turned ugly.

"Sirius Black is the last heir of the Black family, but unfortunately he is a pure-blood traitor who was removed from the family tree." Another Slytherin student named Morton said deliberately.

Many people laughed in low voices with malicious intent.

"Shut up, all of you."

Marcus Flint said aloud, for the sake of the broomstick, "What does a disowned traitor have to do with the Malfoys? Draco has never even met the man."

Wade raised his head and glanced across the long table.

Draco Malfoy had his back to them, so his expression could not be seen, but Vader saw that his hand, which was under the table, was tightly gripping his wand, and the tip was trembling slightly.

"Wade!" Michael patted his shoulder and said, "Don't study this morning. Go to the playground."

"Okay." Wade looked over there again, put down his fork, and the two walked out of the auditorium together.

The lawn was slightly damp but not muddy. Most of the plants had turned yellow and the ground was covered with fallen leaves, which felt like walking on a soft, thick carpet.

A dozen students had gathered at the playground, waiting for the students from the previous game to come out. When they saw Wade, their faces turned pale.

"So which one do you want to play?" Professor Flitwick, the referee, asked cheerfully, holding his wand. "Tournament or Battle Royale?"

A girl raised her hand shakily and asked, "If it's a battle royale, is it the Vader version or the Professor version?"

Professor Flitwick glanced at Vader with amusement and said, "Of course it's the professor's version. Vader is also a player today."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Battle Royale! We choose Battle Royale!"

Wade's face turned dark, and Michael burst out laughing beside him.

"Okay." Professor Flitwick pressed the timer and said, "You have five minutes to get ready."

All the students rushed into the playground, and those who had made arrangements with their teammates in advance went together. They drew their wands and began to move the surrounding debris to build a defensive fortress.

The playground environment is becoming more and more complex, and many students with these ideas have made great contributions.

"Let's go..." Michael pulled Wade in and said as he ran, "We have to find a shelter first... Once you've seen it, you'll know why the professor's battle royale is so popular!"

Chapter 166 Fairies and Bubbles

Michael traveled a long way before he found an ideal place.

This was probably a fortress that former students had built for themselves. The dilapidated wardrobe and the table with missing legs were barely stacked together to form the appearance of a house, leaving only a narrow gap in the middle.

"That's it!" Michael said. "Hurry up, we have to seal all the big gaps."

Wade waved his wand, and the stool next to him flew up, blocking the large gap. The surrounding tiny debris automatically filled the small gaps, leaving only three or four observation ports.

"The rules of this battle royale are very simple," Michael said. "First, don't get hit. Second, don't get discovered. Third, find a way to catch their queen."

"The Queen?" Vader asked.

"Yes...don't talk, they are coming!"

Michael made a silent gesture and asked Wade to look out the observation port.

I saw a large group of small humanoid creatures flapping their wings, holding small magic wands in their hands, flying menacingly through the middle of the alley.

Wade's eyes widened, he looked at Michael and whispered, "Fairy?"

Michael nodded and grinned. A green fairy seemed to have heard the noise, so it flew over and looked through the gap.

Michael and Wade had already hidden to the sides, and it saw nothing.

The fairy raised her magic wand, and with two "puffs", two balls of red berry liquid shot out from the tip of the wand, hitting the table opposite, leaving a trail of sweet fragrance.

Thinking that there was no one around, the fairy turned and flew away.

“Ahhh…I’ve been discovered!”

A scream was heard not far away, and a man and a woman pushed away the obstruction in front of them and ran away hand in hand. The fairies all chased after them with a whoosh, and dozens of balls of berry juice chased after them.

"Puff puff……"

They left a trail of fragrance behind them.

Vader looked at Michael.

"I can take them all out with one hand."

"I can, but no, I can't use powerful magic on them."

"Not even when capturing the queen?"

"This is the only magic that can be used on fairies."

Michael raised his wand and whispered a spell, and a tiny bubble emerged from the tip of the wand, just the right size to trap a fairy.

"It's very simple, I'll teach you." said Michael.

"No, I've already learned it."

Vader raised his wand and a bubble ten times larger appeared.

Just then a fairy flew nearby and saw through the gap that there was someone inside.