Riddle walked over to the cauldron, pulled the Horcrux diary from his chest pocket and dropped it in.
His figure turned into a ball of white light and drilled into the diary, sinking to the bottom of the crucible with it.
The next moment, the spark on the crucible went out.
A white vapor rose from the crucible and then sank along the edge of the crucible, quietly covering the floor of the conference room.
"I don't know if this diary will be damaged by water."
Dracula thought with evil amusement as he dispersed the now empty bloody water prison and turned to look at the shivering Death Eaters.
"I almost forgot that you guys are still here." He chuckled and said, "Tell me, your master has abandoned you and committed suicide first. So what are you going to do?"
The Death Eaters' faces were very stiff.
They gathered together under the command of the returning Voldemort, not only because of their fear of the Dark Lord...
At least in the hearts of these senior Death Eaters, they originally thought that Dumbledore was old and Voldemort had resurrected. No one would be able to restrain and check the Dark Lord anymore, and the future of the wizarding world would be an era of dark magic!
As Voldemort's "founding heroes", these Death Eaters will be able to gain a high status and many benefits for themselves in the future.
However, to the surprise of all the Death Eaters, after Voldemort's return, a powerful professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts suddenly appeared, who repeatedly thwarted the Dark Lord's plans and dealt a serious blow to the Death Eaters' camp.
Now, this terrifying being, who was obviously also at the level of a great wizard, was looking at them with an expression of great interest.
Among the terrified Death Eaters, Lucius Malfoy, as a glorious fence-sitter and Dracula's colleague who still maintained his position on the school board, stepped forward before his colleagues.
"Um... where is this place?"
Lucius stood up and performed his face-changing technique for everyone, seamlessly transforming himself into a confused and doubtful look.
The other Death Eaters behind him also understood immediately. Their performances varied, but most of them looked confused.
"Ah... I seem to have forgotten something..."
"Hey... How did I get here...?"
"That's not right... Wasn't I just taking care of the kids at home?"
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Dracula: “?”
Are these Death Eaters so uniform and unanimous in their pretense? They are all talented...
Lucius, the leader, turned around a few times, looking at the meeting room in the bunker with a confused and curious expression.
When Lucius turned his gaze to Dracula, he immediately made an unexpected expression, as if he had seen him here by accident.
"Professor Dracula, you are here too!" Lucius said with great joy. "I came to such a strange place unconsciously. I was wondering who to find to find out what happened!"
Dracula looked at his superb acting skills and raised the corner of his mouth in a half-smile.
"Interesting," he said with interest. "Do you really want to know what happened?"
When Lucius saw Dracula's raised mouth corners, his face suddenly froze, and he recalled the fear that the once arrogant school board had felt when it was dominated by this man.
He suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"Well... Actually, it's a good idea for me to find the answer myself..." Lucius said in a low voice.
"No, I'll just tell you to go faster—"
Dracula seemed to have thought of some interesting idea, and a malicious and playful smile appeared on his face.
"Do you know? Thanks to the joint efforts of all of you, the terrifying Voldemort was defeated." He said softly.
The Death Eaters suffered cardiac arrest and could not even continue the performance. They stared at Dracula in amazement.
"You were originally bewitched by Voldemort and joined the evil group of Death Eaters..." Dracula ignored the stunned crowd and continued to tell the impromptu story, "Now, you have been touched by justice and choose to make up for your crimes."
"You formed the Anti-Dark Lord Alliance and fought fiercely against Voldemort!"
"Just now, an extremely dangerous battle took place in this meeting room - this was a battle between you, the reformed Death Eaters, and Voldemort. Because Voldemort had not recovered to his peak strength, he was outnumbered and fell to you."
"But Voldemort is still a lean camel that is bigger than a horse. Just before he was defeated, he cast a very powerful forgetfulness spell, erasing all your memories of reforming yourself, leaving you with only the memory of being a Death Eater."
"Voldemort used the Oblivion Charm to make you return to his service and help him make a comeback. But I know you won't do that. The Oblivion Charm is not completely irreversible, so you must recall your memories of being a member of the Anti-Dark Lord Alliance as soon as possible and stop being controlled by Voldemort!"
The story Dracula made up left the Death Eaters stunned.
If the Death Eaters hadn't still had complete memories of what happened just now, they might have believed Dracula's lies.
The story he made up was too complete, and it still had a little bit of rationality...
It's outrageous!
"Ahem... Mr. Dracula, you are really humorous." Lucius smiled helplessly, "We are definitely not as great as you say..."
Are you kidding? These people don’t dare to admit the story Dracula just made up!
Any Death Eater who participated in this meeting knew that Voldemort would be resurrected!
Even though Voldemort burned his soul into dust, the Death Eaters still couldn't be sure when the Dark Lord would come back.
Under such circumstances, no one dared to agree with Dracula's story, even if such a story could help them better escape guilt during the interrogation of the Ministry of Magic.
The Death Eaters were afraid that the Dark Lord would suddenly return one day and cause trouble for those of them who had followed Dracula's words and "turned from evil to good"...
At this time, Lucius was also a little broken.
Merlin's beard, who would have thought that he showed such a confused and doubtful expression just now, just to pretend to be a wizard under the control of the Imperius Curse.
He doesn't have the courage to form an alliance against the Dark Lord and then fight against Voldemort as Dracula described!
So, Lucius turned his back to the other Death Eaters and kept winking at Dracula, suggesting that he was one of Dracula's "own men" and there was no need to trap him along with the Dark Lord's die-hard Death Eaters.
Dracula saw the hint in Lucius' eyes, chuckled and nodded.
He didn't intend to push this fence-sitter too hard, just tease her a little for some fun.
After all, in Dracula's view, having only Snape as an undercover agent in the Death Eater camp was far from enough to shake Voldemort's foundation, so another one had to be sent over.
A fence-sitter like Lucius is very suitable.
Besides that, for some unknown reason, Snape only listened to Dumbledore.
In other words, if you want to get first-hand information from Snape, you must share the information with Dumbledore.
This made Dracula very unhappy.
Therefore, pushing Lucius to continue to be undercover in the Death Eaters' camp could be considered one of Dracula's plans long ago.
In this case, it would be unsuitable for Lucius to be sentenced too severely by the Ministry of Magic, so as to leave Voldemort's center of power.
Therefore, Dracula also acquiesced to his use of the relationship disguised as the Imperius Curse.
"Don't be nervous, wizards." After seeing the wonderful expressions on the faces of the Death Eaters, Dracula was in a very happy mood, with the corners of his mouth raised exaggeratedly, "I am too lazy to deal with you, it's too troublesome. More professional people will come to judge you in a while."
As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the crucible which was beginning to cool down.
The last and most important step of the resurrection potion - injecting the soul - is finally about to be completed.
Through the gradually dispersing white mist, a man's figure slowly rose from the crucible, tall, thin and well-proportioned.
The first thing that came into everyone's sight was Riddle's face in the Horcrux diary. He had black hair, black eyes, was handsome, and his facial expressions were mixed with some evil and coldness.
Riddle held the blank diary in his left hand, which was not affected by the potion at all, and jumped lightly away from the huge crucible.
The moment he took off into the air, he quickly used Transfiguration to transform himself into a set of Hogwarts school robes and then landed lightly on the ground.
Under the green-collared school robe is a Slytherin student's outfit - a white T-shirt, a vest with green patterns, and a green striped tie.
Suddenly, Riddle seemed to have returned to the time when he was still in school.
That was the past that Voldemort often did not want to recall, but it was also all that Riddle remembered in the Horcrux diary.
So the first time he put on clothes after getting the body was this set of school uniform like a student. However, compared with the current fashion trends, the style of the school uniform should have been out of date for a long time.
"How do you feel, Assistant Tom Riddle?" Dracula asked with a chuckle.
"Very good, better than ever!" Riddle also laughed, but his voice was much more unbridled than Dracula's.
He still seemed to not quite believe that he had obtained a body like this. After returning home, he kept looking up and down at every part of his body.
This is not a body hastily built and assembled with soul power, but a real body that can perceive everything in the outside world!
Riddle took out a wand that had been prepared long ago from the diary that had lost its soul fragment.
He held it high above his head, and released the magic power in his body, releasing a bright and dazzling light—
Looking at the light, Dracula frowned slightly.
Judging from the upgraded version of the wand lighting spell released by Riddle, his total amount of magic power, let alone compared with Voldemort's peak period, seems to be somewhat different from the body that Voldemort transformed into.
If this is the case, then the effect of this resurrection potion... is to create a corresponding body on the soul.
The potion will create a body that is as large as the ability, and will also correspond to the appearance of the soul.
From this perspective, if the person who used this pot of potion to resurrect was Voldemort, a young Slytherin student like Riddle would not have been created.
More likely, a hairless, ugly monster with narrow nostrils and scarlet eyes will emerge from the crucible...
Looking at Riddle's handsome face, which was still not bad, Dracula shrugged.
"That's good. At least it seems that this teaching assistant makes Bigelow more pleasing to the students..."
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