The Alchemist of Harry Potter

After Wormtail left, Voldemort, who was considering his next plan, suddenly felt uneasy. The possessed rat suddenly raised its head and looked around, with red light flashing in its eyes.

It should be very safe here. What exactly was overlooked?

At this moment, there were some subtle noises coming from outside.

"Wormtail is back?"

Voldemort felt more and more uneasy, and he knew that the person coming was probably not Wormtail.

"Good evening Tom, I know you're hiding in here."

The wooden door of the hall creaked open, a familiar and annoying voice sounded in the corridor outside, and Dumbledore walked in holding a glowing wand.

Voldemort's mood suddenly sank to the bottom. He never thought that Dumbledore would appear here.

An inexplicable feeling of frustration arose spontaneously.

Not long ago, he had just been blocked by Dumbledore, and his original plan was completely disrupted. Nagini was also beheaded, and he was driven around.

Unexpectedly, he was blocked by Dumbledore again.

"I found you." Dumbledore raised his wand and flicked it.

Voldemort felt his body suddenly levitate. The whole person, no, it should be said that the whole mouse seemed to be held up by an invisible force, struggling feebly in the air, which looked very funny.

Voldemort, who originally wanted to take advantage of the possessed rat, never expected that he would be found so easily by Dumbledore.

"I'm really surprised that you turned out to be like this. You're so embarrassed."

Dumbledore stared at the rat in front of him. He was sure that the rat was possessed by Voldemort. As for Voldemort's possession itself, he had seen it from Quirrell a few years ago.

Dumbledore waved his wand and watched one after another magic flying towards the mouse in the sky. After completely trapping it, Voldemort also gave up his struggle completely.

He finally stopped pretending.

"Dumbledore!"

Voldemort's remnant soul suddenly separated from the mouse and rushed out of the cage built by Dumbledore.

He was floating in the void like a ghost, gritting his teeth and looking at the old man in front of him.

"Good evening Tom." Dumbledore greeted Tom Riddle happily, as if he had met a familiar friend by chance on the way.

"How did you find me?" Voldemort stared at Dumbledore and asked through gritted teeth.

"I have always been following Muggle newspapers. You killed a Muggle named Frank Bryce here in August, right!" Dumbledore said lightly, "And here is Old Tom’s house, I’m not surprised at all that you would hide here.”

As he spoke, Dumbledore waved his wand and fired a golden spell at Voldemort's remnant soul, trying to destroy Voldemort's humanity.

It's not like he did nothing during this period. He read through many ancient books and looked for magic to deal with ghosts, ghosts and souls.

Dumbledore certainly knew that it would be difficult to kill Voldemort without destroying the Horcruxes, but anything was possible and you had to try to find out.

That's why he tried so hard to test the weakness of Voldemort's remnant soul. Even if he failed, it didn't matter, he could still mislead Voldemort.

As expected, Voldemort's remnant soul turned a blind eye to magic. The spell passed through Voldemort's body and blasted a large hole in the wall.

Voldemort floated directly to the big hole opened by the spell and mocked: "You don't want to kill me, Dumbledore."

Two more spells flew towards him, but all of them were ineffective against Voldemort, as if Voldemort was just a shadow.

"Perhaps you need a stronger spell than this."

Voldemort looked down at Dumbledore indifferently and sneered, "However, I remember that you don't seem to like using dark magic. Why don't you give it a try? Haven't you always wanted to kill me? Don't tell me you don't know how to use it. dark magic?"

As soon as he finished speaking, more spells flew towards Voldemort floating in the air, but all of those spells passed through Voldemort and could not really hurt Voldemort.

"It's useless Dumbledore, it's useless, I know you are looking for my weakness, but it's useless..." Voldemort laughed wildly, as if all the pent-up grievances he had accumulated in the past few days were vented at this moment.

There was no way, Voldemort had been too frustrated these past few days, and he needed to vent, lest he be destroyed by anger.

"I'm curious, who are you now?" Dumbledore was not angry, but looked at Voldemort with interest, "A ghost, a wandering spirit? Or neither?"

"What am I?" Voldemort was silent for a moment, and suddenly showed a strange expression, "Actually, I don't even know, but I know that I am still alive, and that's enough."

"Alive? Are you sure you are still alive?" Dumbledore looked at Voldemort with pity and said softly, "Few people want this, Tom. Fewer and fewer, it would be more pleasant to die."

"There is nothing worse than death, Dumbledore!" Voldemort roared.

"Death is just another great adventure." Dumbledore waved his wand and propped up a large barrier to cover the hall.

"To put it lightly, why don't you die now?" Voldemort sneered, "If you die now, I will agree with you."

"Someone once told me that you should never try to convince anyone. It is too difficult and you will never convince the other person." Dumbledore said calmly, "So, I never expected to convince you, I just talked to you. Just stating the facts.”

"Hahaha, hypocritical guy." Voldemort glanced at Dumbledore contemptuously and left the house directly through the magic barrier. When Voldemort came out through the roof, he found that the entire house was surrounded by a magical barrier.

At this moment, Voldemort understood.

Dumbledore was not here to catch him, but to catch Wormtail, and they were obviously aware of their bad situation.

After losing his body, Voldemort had no way to save himself, because every spell that could help him required the use of a wand.

Therefore, loyal servants are very important. As long as he has loyal servants, he can let the other party use the magic he has researched to help him recreate a physical body.

If he loses his loyal servant again, he will lose the chance to make a comeback again.

Fortunately, Wormtail escaped because he went out to deliver a message to Barty. Otherwise, Arthur, Sirius and Kingsley would have deployed a barrier outside to cover the entire house, and even Peter would not have been able to escape. .

"Hahaha, I'm afraid you will be disappointed, Wormtail is not here." Voldemort glanced at Dumbledore, rushed into the dark sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Is that Voldemort?"

Sirius looked at the direction where Voldemort disappeared, his expression ugly.

"I feel like he looks like a ghost." Arthur's face turned pale. This was because he was in such close contact with Voldemort. The guy was so ugly.

"It's not a ghost. Ghosts can't easily pass through here." Kingsley lowered his voice and said, "It feels a bit like a wandering ghost. Maybe we can consider dementors."

"Dementors?"

Arthur and Sirius were stunned.

"Dementors can suck away human souls, and maybe it can also suck out Voldemort's soul." Kingsley explained to the two of them, "That form should be very weak, and if we are lucky enough, we might be able to succeed. "

"It's a very good idea, but I think it's difficult." Dumbledore was not optimistic about Kingsley's idea. "Not to mention that no effective magic to restrain Voldemort has been found yet. Even if you want the dementors to suck away Voldemort's soul, , I’m afraid we have to wait until he recovers his physical body.”

"Perhaps, we can start with Peter. I dare say that Peter will definitely return to Voldemort. If we use the Imperius Curse to control Peter, maybe we can... subdue Voldemort. After all, he has become that kind of baby and needs to be taken care of." Sirius's eyes flashed with danger, "We can completely use the potion to enchant Voldemort, and then let the dementors suck away Voldemort's soul and completely eliminate him.

"Voldemort is a master of telepathy. Few people can deceive him, and it is not easy to find Peter Pettigrew now." Dumbledore was still not optimistic about this seemingly promising plan.

"Do you want me to reveal this place to the Ministry of Magic and ask them to send Aurors to keep an eye on this place?" Kingsley asked Dumbledore for advice.

"I don't think they will come back." Arthur doesn't think this is a good idea, and if Voldemort does come back, the people watching here will probably be in danger.

Facing dark wizards and even more dangerous Death Eaters, the wizards of the Ministry of Magic are no match at all, not even the Death Eaters.

"He just said that Peter Pettigrew was not here." Kingsley once again grasped the point, "I suspect that Peter Pettigrew just left not long ago."

"Perhaps, Voldemort has some way to inform their subordinates?" Sirius was also not optimistic about letting people stay here to ambush Peter.

However, Sirius didn't mind leaving this job to the Ministry of Magic at all.

"Where do you think the final cemetery will be?" Sirius was more concerned about the prophecy, "Will it be the public cemetery in this village?"

"But why a cemetery?" Arthur asked, "What can be in a cemetery?"

"Coffin, bones, tombstone, ashes?" Kingsley didn't understand either. He decided to go back and report this matter to the Ministry of Magic, so that they could send someone to monitor this place.

"It seems that we are not very lucky!"

Dumbledore was also helpless. If they could meet Peter, they wouldn't have to make such random guesses. As long as they gave Peter Pettigrew some Veritaserum, they could easily obtain information.

At the same time, Peter Pettigrew, who had just gotten food from the Muggle supermarket, suddenly clasped his shoulders and couldn't help but shuddered. An inexplicable feeling of anxiety arose in his heart. He looked around nervously and quietly changed. Became a mouse and hid.

I don't know how long it took, but after making sure that the surroundings were safe, Peter couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, hurriedly picked up the food he had thrown away and left the supermarket by apparation.

Before returning to Riddle Mansion, Peter deliberately went around a few places, shook off any possible tails and appeared outside the village of Little Hangleton. He found signs of wizarding activities around Riddle Mansion. Peter Pettigrew could be Terrified.

Moreover, as soon as Peter Apparated, he triggered the wizard's alarm mechanism, almost frightening it, and immediately Apparated and ran away.

Thanks to Peter's decisiveness when running away, otherwise he would have been blocked by the Aurors.

"Peter Pettigrew is actually hiding here."

The two Aurors looked at each other and saw the annoyance in each other's eyes. They actually missed this good opportunity and allowed Peter Pettigrew to escape.

This is not good news.

In order to prevent being tracked by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, Peter Pettigrew apparated several times in succession, and finally escaped to a remote coast, where he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Peter's mind was still blank. He couldn't figure out how the Aurors could be there.

Where is the Dark Lord?

He regretted leaving the Dark Lord at Riddle House instead of carrying it with him in his pocket.

Now how to do?

Peter Pettigrew's mind was in chaos, and he didn't know what to do now.

Finally, after much hesitation, Peter turned into a mouse and sneaked back to Riddle House quietly. He believed that after seeing him running away, the Aurors would stop monitoring him, or at least relax their surveillance.

The dark magic used by the Dark Lord to restore his physical body obviously requires the use of his father's bones. Peter believes that the Dark Lord will definitely not give up. Maybe, the Dark Lord is hiding somewhere in that house.

Peter's guess was indeed correct. Looking for Shuyuan www. zhaｏshuyuan.com After being driven away by Dumbledore, Voldemort quietly returned and possessed a mouse. He hid in that house and waited for Peter's arrival. Voldemort could not lose contact with his most loyal servant yet. , he still needs to use the strength of the other party to restore his physical body, and the feeling of suffocation is back.

Barty Crouch Jr., who was affected by this incident, was actually very aggrieved.

Because the old Barty family was kicked out by Dumbledore, all the medicinal materials that were originally stored in the Ministry of Magic were confiscated by the Ministry of Magic. Barty, who had lost the supply of raw materials, was already in a shortage of materials.

Although the compound potion stored by Barty is still enough for him to use for two months, what should he do after two months?

The compound potion takes a long time to brew, so you can’t run away early just because you’ve used up the compound potion, right?

That's really ridiculous.

Moreover, he himself was now being targeted by Dumbledore, and he had no time to get those medicinal materials. Peter had promised to give him the raw materials for brewing the compound potion, but something happened that day, which was a huge trap.

The only good news is probably that Peter is still alive. As for where the guy is hiding, Barty Jr. doesn't know.

Barty Jr. is now considering whether to leave Hogwarts. If the Dark Lord cannot fully arrange it before the Triwizard Tournament, it will not help even if he takes Harry Potter there in the end, and will only put himself in danger. .

Moreover, Dumbledore had begun to doubt him.

Little Barty knew very well that if one day he showed a flaw, Dumbledore would be the first to see the flaw, and he wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

"We must prepare in advance." Moody put down the "Daily Prophet" in his hand and muttered.