Chapter 371: The Marionette – Voldemort
Harry and the Weasleys were absent from the school in the last week before Christmas.
With Harry's warning, although Arthur Weasley was seriously injured, he was treated in time.
The students in the school don't know what happened. They just wonder why they disappeared.
Alvin also learned the news, which was not surprising.
Voldemort is getting increasingly impatient now. After the resurrection, he has not done anything for so long.
Not to mention that his subordinates' hearts fluctuated, and even he felt that he had picked the wrong time.
Why is Fudge in such a stable position now?
It's not because the magical world is calm now. The biggest threat is Grindelwald.
As for Voldemort? Not even his shadow could be seen.
After learning that his Horcrux had been destroyed so much, every remaining Horcrux was treated like a treasure.
This time, he sent his Horcrux python to the Department of Mysteries to steal something, which was also risky.
It's a pity that it still fell short.
Arthur Weasley spotted his movements while he was close to infiltrating the Department of Mysteries.
For this reason, Voldemort was furious once again.
"Mylord, please calm down. This time it's just bad luck. Next time you will be successful."
Snape stood obediently beside him, comforting in a low voice.
Voldemort waved his hand, indicating that he was okay. "Severus, you don't have to worry about things here. I have my plan, and you can just keep an eye on Dumbledore."
A while ago, Snape suddenly returned from Hogwarts and brought him a copy of The Tales of Beedle the Bard in the middle of the night.
If it weren't for Snape's special place in his heart, it is estimated that Voldemort would have tortured him with the Cruciatus.
Is he the kind of person who can read fairy tales?
And Snape also explained the reason, proving that the Three Deathly Hallows really exist.
Grindelwald was holding the Elder Wand and swept the entire continent.
And when Dumbledore defeated him, he abandoned his original wand and took the Elder Wand as his own.
This is enough to prove the legend of this wand.
If it weren't really that powerful, Dumbledore wouldn't have done it at all.
After learning all this, Voldemort was also moved.
Of course, there is also a hint of heartache.
After reading the whole story, he already knew that the gem on the Gaunt ancestral ring was the Resurrection Stone.
Now it's in Dumbledore's hands.
Of course, in his worldview, it was Dumbledore who destroyed so many of his Horcruxes, and he didn't even know it was Alvin.
Since then, Voldemort has had a crush on the Elder Wand.
If he gets the Elder Wand, not only can he kill Harry, but even Dumbledore also is not his opponent.
Although Voldemort is also delighted with his wand now.
But since it is the same material as Harry's wand, and both are feathers from the same phoenix, neither of them can hurt the other.
He didn't want to use the hands of others to get rid of this old enemy.
But here comes the problem, not to mention how close the relationship between wands and wizards is.
Not a part of the body, but sometimes more important than the body.
Getting the Elder Wand from Dumbledore's hands became the greatest difficulty.
Can't let him rush into Hogwarts and Disarm Dumbledore as soon as he fires Disarming Charm?
If he could do that, why would he need Elder Wand?
That's when Barty Jr. made a brilliant suggestion.
Taking advantage of the conflict between the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore at this time, just create a conflict and let Dumbledore's wand leave his side briefly.
And that's when Snape could steal the Elder Wand.
"Barty, how are you doing with the infiltration of the Ministry of Magic?"
Barty Jr. walked a few steps to Voldemort's side. "My lord, there are already two Aurors under our control."
"Fudge's dissatisfaction with Dumbledore was growing daily, and it wouldn't be long before they had a head-to-head confrontation."
"Humph!" Voldemort snorted coldly. "Can you make sure that the Imperius Curse on these two won't be broken free?"
Barty Jr's cold sweat stayed.
Apparently, his master was expressing his dissatisfaction. After all, his Imperius Curse had gone wrong before, making Barty Crouch Snr run away.
"These two are descendants of pure-blood families, and I did not control them with the Imperius Curse."
"Although they are not Death Eaters, they have long complained about Dumbledore."
"Lucius Malfoy only used words to confuse them a few times, and they took the bait."
"Oh?" Voldemort was a little surprised. He didn't expect Malfoy in it.
Glancing at him admiringly, Voldemort praised. "Well done, Lucius."
Lucius Malfoy bowed his head, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, but his mouth was very respectful. "It is my honor to be able to serve the master."
He sneered in his heart. Even the Dark Lord didn't know he was playing in someone else's palm.
At Hogwarts, Alvin smiled when he received the news from Snape.
With everything under control, Dumbledore and Voldemort obediently went to his script.
This is the effect he wants.
Even the Dark Lord must follow his prescribed route.
For all beings in the wizarding world, Alvin is destiny.
Flicking his fingers at will, everything will act according to his ideas.
This feeling of manipulating everything is really fascinating.
"Alvin, it's your turn."
Luna looked at her smirking boyfriend and gave him a slight push.
The two were playing a kind of beast chess game, and the various pieces on the chessboard were composed of various magical creatures.
According to the mutual growth and mutual restraint between the magical creatures, defeating all the opponent's pieces is considered a victory.
At this time, only one Dragon was left on Alvin's chessboard and two more Nifflers.
Touching his nose, he still chose to admit defeat.
Even if he controls fate or something, he can't get past Luna.
"Luna, I'm going to class first, and I'll play with you next time."
After saying this, Alvin ran out of the Common Room in a daze.
It was really unbearable. He basically lost nine out of ten games.