"Then what do you want." Voldemort pointed to his personal belongings that had been taken aside by Fang Ze and said, "All my things are with you. You can take whatever you want as collateral."
"But the premise is that you haven't tampered with these things." Fang Ze picked up these things of Voldemort and found that except for Voldemort's wand and a pocket about half the width of an arm, nothing else felt anything from above. traces of energy.
Fang Ze picked up the bag and said to Voldemort, "What is this?"
"A space pocket to store some miscellaneous items."
Hearing Voldemort say this, Fang Ze thought of Hermione's small bag in the original book that could hold a lot of things. Although Voldemort was not the Demon King at this time, his items were certainly better than Hermione's small bag.
So he tried to put his Force power into this pocket, but before the Force power could penetrate deeply, he felt a palpitation in his heart.
This thing is dangerous.
Fang Ze immediately withdrew his force power, and then asked Voldemort, "Is this pocket equipped with protective magic?"
"No, it's just a little curse." Voldemort expressed great disappointment that Fang Ze didn't put his spirit into his pocket to check. Of course, Fang Ze discovered this little emotion using Athena's Vision.
"How to untie it?"
When Voldemort heard Fang Ze's request, he rolled his eyes and suddenly made a hoarse, strange and extremely unpleasant sound, like a poisonous snake exhaling, which startled Fang Ze.
"Okay." After Voldemort finished speaking, he pointed at the pocket in Fang Ze's hand, indicating that Fang Ze could open it.
"Was it Parseltongue just now?" Fang Ze tested it with the Force, but it didn't cause any heart palpitations anymore, so he opened his pocket and used Athena's Vision to detect it with all his strength, in case there were other traps.
"Yes." Voldemort admitted that he was speaking Parseltongue, which only Salazar Slytherin and his descendants could speak.
"I am now more and more convinced that you know what will happen in the future." Voldemort said to Fang Ze, "Because there are not many people who know what language this is after hearing it for the first time. You must have seen me use it from the future. This language?”
"Of course not." Fang Ze shook his head and said, "In the future, you will not be the only one who knows Parseltongue."
"There are other bloodlines in my family in this world?!" Voldemort was really shocked this time.
Because in his understanding, this language inherited from the blood, only his mother and uncle in this generation can speak Parseltongue. But one of these two people has passed away, and the other was framed by him and sent to Azkaban and died.
"Actually, those who can speak Parseltongue are not necessarily members of your family." Fang Ze said casually while carefully observing the contents of Voldemort's pocket, "For example."
"For example?" Voldemort eagerly wanted to know who the person Fang Ze mentioned who could speak Parseltongue was.
"For example, I won't tell you." Fang Zepi paused.
He had found what he wanted in Voldemort's space pocket, but in front of Voldemort, he didn't show anything. He just pretended to satisfy his curiosity with just one look and closed the pocket again.
"You can't do this." Voldemort came from the wizarding world, and the more powerful the wizard, the more important he was to prophecies. Otherwise, Voldemort would not have gone all the way to kill Harry Potter because of Trelawney's prophecy.
So after he concluded that Fang Ze might really know what was going to happen in the future, his attitude towards Fang Ze became even gentler.
"In this way, you tell me if there is anything else in you that can threaten ordinary people, and I can tell you the identity of one of the two people who will speak Parseltongue in the future." Fang Ze looked at Voldemort with the eyes of Athena. , letting Voldemort see the golden light emerging from his eyes.
This was a warning to him that he had a way of knowing whether he was telling the truth or a lie.
"My robe." Voldemort said, "There are some small magics on it. I can use my robe to activate them at any time."
"Okay." After Fang Ze confirmed that what Voldemort said was true, he walked over and took off Voldemort's robe, leaving him no underwear. He threw Voldemort's robe into his pocket, then took a towel from the bathroom and put it on Voldemort's body.
Voldemort's body was already a little shrunken at this time, and it seemed that making Horcruxes had a considerable impact on him.
"Okay, now you can tell me." Voldemort said to Fang Ze.
"Delphi Riddle." Fang Ze said without raising his head.
"Who is this? It sounds like a woman's name. Who are his father and mother?" Voldemort became curious about this name that had the same surname as his own.
"This is the next question, Mr. Voldemort." Fang Ze's way of revealing information like squeezing toothpaste made Voldemort very angry, but he had no choice.
If possible, he would definitely use the soul to leave the body or cut out the bones to make Fang Ze honestly tell him all the secrets, but now the magic wand is not in his hand.
Of course, even if Voldemort's wand is in hand, it is still a little difficult to deal with Fang Ze who is already on guard. After all, Fang Ze could always outrun him if he couldn't beat him, but Voldemort was unable to use Apparition to pursue him in this completely unfamiliar world.
This is also the reason why he endured it again and again.
A smart person will not act rashly without knowing what the opponent's cards are.
"So what exactly do you need me to do before you can answer my next question."
"Let's do this." Fang Ze packed up all of Voldemort's things, including the wand, and then said to Voldemort, "Every time you spend two days here safely and without causing trouble, I will answer one of your questions. Question, how.”
"Okay." Voldemort nodded. "make a deal."
"Deal." After Fang Ze said this, the door of the hotel suite rang again.
"Boss, it's me." Qin Feng's voice came from outside. Fang Ze walked over and opened the door, letting Qin Feng in with sweat beads on his forehead.
"You came running?" Fang Ze asked, looking at Qin Feng's embarrassed look.
"Yeah." Qin Feng nodded heavily.
"Come here." Fang Ze signaled Qin Feng to follow him.
"Boss, who is this?" When Qin Feng followed Fang Ze towards the coffee table, he saw Voldemort fixed on the wall by the Demon-Destroying Arrow.
"Oh, one of my guests." Fang Ze answered truthfully.
guest? !
Qin Feng took a closer look at Voldemort, who was wearing a bathrobe and fixed to the wall by a long arrow. He almost wanted to ask Boss Fang Ze if you have any special hobbies
(End of chapter)