Daily Life at Hogwarts

Chapter 926: The helpless Dark Lord

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Late at night, in a remote and dirty alley, a dark shadow appeared out of nowhere, looked around furtively, and after making sure that there was no one around, it quickly disappeared into the depths of the alley.

The wizard stopped in front of an old house, raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door while looking around nervously, and slipped into the house at the creaking sound of the door opening.

After entering the house, the wizard seemed to be relieved. He looked up and glanced at the middle-aged man who opened the door for him. He walked towards the blazing fireplace, half-knelt beside the armchair, and said to the baby lying on the armchair: "Master, I'm back."

Voldemort opened his scarlet eyes and asked hoarsely, "Have you made contact?"

"We have already made contact."

As he spoke, Peter Pettigrew reached into his robe pocket, took out a letter, opened it, and prepared to read it to Voldemort. After noticing that there were other people in the hall, Peter drew his wand and waved at the wizard, asking him to stay somewhere else.

The contents of little Barty's letters were very mixed, and seemed to be talking about trivial matters in life, but Peter was able to pick out words from the letters to form a paragraph.

In order to prevent Dumbledore from secretly checking the letters, both parties are now using the most primitive encryption method.

Yes, it’s all handmade, no magic is used.

Although the possibility is small, if Dumbledore really does that, no matter how advanced the magic is, it will be difficult to hide it from the other party's eyes.

"Little Barty hasn't been found yet, but Dumbledore already knows that he's still alive and thinks he might be hiding in Hogwarts School." Peter spent a few minutes reading out the first paragraph of the parchment that had just been translated. He glanced at Voldemort secretly and continued, "He also mentioned divination in the letter."

"Divination?"

There was an inexplicable meaning in Voldemort's tone. The reason why he became like this was related to the divination prophecy.

"Little Barty thinks this matter is very likely related to the Mudblood named Albert Anderson." When Peter saw the letter, he suddenly understood why he was caught at that time.

"You want to tell me that the Mudblood is a fortune teller?"

There was a hint of anger in Voldemort's hoarse voice, the anger of being played with.

"This is what was mentioned in Barty Jr.'s letter, master." Peter Pettigrew lowered his head in fear, but did not forget to pass the blame to avoid bearing Voldemort's wrath.

"I know you hate that Mudblood," Voldemort said suddenly.

"Master, I hate him, but..." Peter Pettigrew stuttered.

"That's not a reason for you to lie. Don't you know that fortune tellers are the profession that values bloodline the most?"

In the wizarding world, famous and powerful fortune tellers all have the talent for divination passed down through their bloodlines, and their number is even rarer than that of Squibs.

A Muggle wizard, where does his bloodline come from

However, Voldemort obviously overlooked one point, that is, the awakening of the divination ability of the first generation of fortune tellers has nothing to do with blood, and they usually have strong divination abilities. Although the probability of this happening is almost zero, it is not impossible.

In fact, the main reason is that Albert’s identity as a Muggle wizard is too confusing, and how could Voldemort, who believes in the theory of bloodline, admit this

"I think that mudblood will be a nuisance sooner or later," Peter Pettigrew quickly added, "and Barty Jr. obviously thinks so too."

"That's enough," Voldemort snapped impatiently.

Voldemort did subconsciously look down on Muggle wizards. In his eyes, they were just Mudbloods. No matter how talented they were, he could still kill them easily when he got his power back.

Peter knew when to stop and stopped trying to please the Dark Lord. He took out another piece of letter paper and continued, "Little Barty hopes that we can help him collect the ingredients for the Polyjuice Potion. If not, he will be forced to leave Hogwarts before the Polyjuice Potion is completely exhausted."

"Find a way to prepare herbs for little Barty." said Voldemort.

"Well..." Peter Pettigrew hesitated for a moment, but still whispered: "Master, are you really not going to consider finding a replacement? I think under the current circumstances, you should take back your own power as soon as possible..."

"Really, Wormtail? It seems that what happened recently has frightened you." Voldemort's cold tone was like a slap in the face of Peter Pettigrew, making him shut up obediently.

Voldemort insisted on using Potter's blood to resurrect himself. Naturally, he had his reasons, which involved certain causes and effects related to Potter.

More than a decade ago, Harry Potter's mother died to save him, and inadvertently gave Potter some kind of protection. That ancient magic still exists, making it difficult for Voldemort to kill Harry Potter himself. This incident is very likely to become his fatal weakness, but... as long as he uses Potter's blood to resurrect himself, this problem will no longer exist.

"How are the herbs being prepared?"

Voldemort asked the question that concerned him most, which was also what Peter had been busy with recently.

Last time, everything was ready, but Dumbledore ruined it all.

"There's still some left. I've been making moves too frequently recently. It's best to find another place to gather the remaining parts." Peter whispered about his arrangements. "As for the herbs, I hid them in the home of an old Muggle man under my control. Even if there's an emergency, there's no need to worry about encountering the same situation as last time."

After the last experience, Peter Pettigrew was much more cautious than before. Not only did he use the Imperius Curse to control a wizard and occupy the other's house as a temporary base, but in order to prevent being found and killed again, he also used the Imperius Curse to control a Muggle and hid the collected herbs in his yard.

There was no way out. After being blocked at the door twice, Peter Pettigrew was not very confident about his hiding place. Once this happened, it would happen again and again.

For the sake of his own safety, Peter also took special care to prepare a lot of raw materials for Voldemort to revive his body. If he really encountered danger one day, he could ask the Dark Lord to protect him. Even if he was forced to give up his current baby body, the Dark Lord could still have a body again with Peter's help at any time.

"I'm tired." There was undisguised fatigue in Voldemort's voice. This body made of potion was still too fragile, and he has not recovered yet.

However, Voldemort didn't know that the guy he despised had secretly brought him a new surprise.

Sirius Black has been in the Netherlands for some time. In order to prevent Peter Pettigrew from turning around and running away after discovering him, he has been secretly disguised as other wizards and privately searching for Peter Pettigrew's whereabouts, but so far he has found nothing.

This kind of thing is actually not surprising. If the wizards really want to hide, it is not easy to find them, especially when there is a shortage of manpower. It is even more difficult to find people in a short time.

In the end, Sirius Black still used Albert's unreliable suggestion, took a Felicity Potion, and tried his luck for a short period of time. If he was lucky enough, he might be able to find Peter Pettigrew.

Sirius was obviously lucky and quickly thought of a solution.

Following his intuition, Sirius went to the Ministry of Magic in the Netherlands and informed the wizards of that country about Peter's situation.

Sirius planned to use the wizards of this country to drive Peter Pettigrew out of the mouse hole.

The Dutch Ministry of Magic is actually not very interested in this matter, because they know very well how dangerous the mysterious man is, and no one wants to provoke that guy.

Well, the point is that the Dark Lord's activities are mostly in the UK, so other countries are happy to watch the fun quietly, and it is not easy to convince them to arrest Peter Pettigrew.

But this matter was not difficult for Sirius Black, who used the Felicis Felicis potion, and he quickly convinced the other party.

Firstly, the bounty on Peter Pettigrew was high enough, even for the Ministry of Magic, 30,000 Galleons was a valuable bounty. Secondly, the person they were sent to deal with was not Voldemort, but Peter Pettigrew, the fugitive who was trying to revive Voldemort.

Dealing with the Dark Lord and dealing with fugitives are two completely different concepts.

Finally, Sirius Black also provided the Ministry of Magic with the hiding place of Peter Pettigrew.

How could the Dutch Ministry of Magic not be tempted

To them, this is a piece of fat meat.

As for Sirius Black's conspiracy, it was nothing more than wanting to use the Ministry of Magic to get rid of Peter Pettigrew. They didn't mind helping the other party fulfill his wish of revenge. Anyway, there was no conflict of interest between the two parties.

As long as Peter Pettigrew can be captured or even killed, not only will a large reward of Galleons be obtained from the British Ministry of Magic, but the diplomatic relations between the Dutch Ministry of Magic and the British Ministry of Magic will also be further improved.

The entire Ministry of Magic quickly went into action. On the pretext of cracking down on dark wizards and preventing Voldemort from resurrecting in the Netherlands, it quickly blocked Wizard Street, temporarily expelled nearby Muggles, and began searching for the whereabouts of Peter Pettigrew.

"Felixir is a really good thing!"

Sirius ate carelessly, silently waiting for the right opportunity. He didn't expect the Ministry of Magic to be able to catch Peter Pettigrew, but as long as they could drive Peter out of the rat hole, it would be enough. Then he would go and stop them himself.

Sirius was confident that he could stop Peter Pettigrew because he still had the Felicity Potion.

It would be great if I could get more Fuling potion, but unfortunately this thing cannot be used frequently and it is very difficult to prepare.

However, even Sirius had to admit that it was a good idea for Albert to separate the Felicis so that the user could have good luck for a short period of time.

Good luck all day long is of no use at all, it's enough to be useful at the critical moment.

This is the correct way to use the fuling agent.

As for taking it multiple times and causing an overdose of Fulmin, there is no need to worry at all, because the dosage is small to begin with, and it doesn't matter if you use it a few more times.

What's more, the Foling agent is extremely expensive, and you actually want to take an overdose

When the Dutch Ministry of Magic sent out Aurors and hired workers to quietly block off the wizarding district, Peter knew he might be in trouble.

"Damn it, how could this happen?"

When Peter transformed from a mouse back into human form, he looked very angry because that group of people came to gamble on him and even posted a bounty on Peter.

The Ministry of Magic seemed to have long determined that Peter was hiding in Magic Street, and sent a large number of Aurors to search everywhere, and also recruited other wizards who wanted to get a piece of the pie to join. Peter simply couldn't imagine that the other party made such a big fuss, just to catch him

It made him feel like he was going crazy.

In the end, it was Voldemort who let the unlucky guy under his control go out and cause some trouble, and when the Fiendfyre got out of control and burned on the block, he let Peter take him away in the chaos.

This country cannot stay any longer.

Fortunately, I had put the herbs somewhere else, otherwise all this time would have been wasted.

The Dutch Ministry of Magic was indeed well prepared, but Voldemort was no pushover and quickly helped Peter escape from the encirclement.

However, Peter had just escaped from the encirclement and had no time to be happy when he felt a creepy feeling. Just as he waved his wand to protect himself, he was hit by a spell and flew away.

"You finally got out of your rat hole."

Sirius sneered at his embarrassed old friend in front of him, and waved his wand to attack Peter.

With the help of Felicis, Sirius easily used a spell to suppress Peter.

"Sirius!" Peter Pettigrew screamed, "It's you, it's all you!"

After he was blocked by Sirius who came from England to hunt him, Peter realized what was going on.

"Go to hell, Peter, and remember to confess to James and Lily!"

Sirius did not forget Albert's advice, to stop talking nonsense and kill Peter directly.

Therefore, he did not give Peter any chance. He aimed to kill Peter, and used the most powerful spells he knew.

Peter was horrified to find that his old friend seemed to have become very powerful and was determined to kill him. He couldn't block a few blows before he was blown away by the explosion again.

Just as Sirius was about to make the final move, he suddenly felt a creepy sense of crisis in his heart. At the urging of the Felicity Potion, he dove to the side to avoid the dark green light coming from the right.

Sirius saw an ugly baby floating in the air with a wand pointed at him.

"Voldemort?" Sirius attacked Voldemort directly. His instinct told him that Voldemort could not hold on any longer. "What a surprise! I never thought you would leave the rearguard behind that coward. When did he become so important to you?"

"Go to hell, Sirius Black!"

Voldemort stared at Sirius. Although this matter was more out of helplessness, it was definitely a shame for Voldemort. He suddenly waved his wand, and the whole street suddenly exploded violently.

“Damn it.”

Sirius had realized what was happening and quickly put up a magic shield to protect himself.

After the dust cleared, Sirius looked at the huge hole in the middle of the street after the explosion, his face looking extremely ugly. Peter Pettigrew had escaped, and escaped from under his nose in a way that took more than ten years.

This incident was absolutely humiliating for Sirius.

He regretted not using the Avada Kedavra curse when he launched the sneak attack.