Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 89 Repair the Vanishing Cabinet

Percy, who had been taught a lesson by the principal and the professor, seemed to have learned something from the two.

Voldemort himself, on the other hand, was excited by the principal's decision—the cooperation between the two gave him the illusion that the black and white wizards and kings were "cheap" and that they were invincible.

Everything was fine until Professor McGonagall arrived.

But when the dean roared at several people like a lioness, all of them, including the principal, lowered their heads and said nothing—Percy once thought that things would change, but it didn't.

Before McGonagall left angrily after scolding enough, she took Percy away because she needed to write the application with Percy...

"Be honest recently, Quirrell, McGonagall is a little grumpy because of that incident." Dumbledore reminded in a low voice.

"I understand, Headmaster, I will keep an eye on Snape." Voldemort immediately expressed his loyalty.

The matter has ended successfully, but there are still some follow-up troubles-this spectacle needs to be protected so as not to involve students in it.

After experiencing this incident, Voldemort became honest and put more experience into Christmas decorations.

As if to please Professor McGonagall, he used a lot of red and gold colors representing the Lion House in the layout, but this did not bring any benefits.

"Quirrell, there are too few blues and bronzes. Ravenclaw students need to see them at Christmas." Dean Flitwick kindly pointed out.

"The corridors below need more yellow and black iron, Hufflepuff needs them," Dean Sprout made clear.

Snape: ~~:-(
There was no way, Voldemort could only reorganize the choice of colors, which delayed him for a few days, and made the Christmas tree, snowman and other large decorations not yet arranged.

When Hagrid and Flitwick asked him when these big pieces would be arranged, he just said that he would wait until the colors were ready before making a decision.

Until this day, when he woke up in the morning, clicked on the Marauder's Map as usual, and found that the old bee was not there, he had the thought of arranging a large item.

But he still didn't act rashly, but chose to wait patiently, making sure again and again, until noon when there was no old bee on the map, he finally acted.

"This cabinet is ugly. There needs to be a snowman on the second floor. Hagrid, come and remove it." Voldemort pointed to a cabinet on the second floor and said impatiently.

"Moving where?" Hagrid asked.

"The third floor... no, let's put the Christmas tree on the fourth floor." Voldemort said.

"But there is also a snowman on the fourth floor, and there is no space left on the blueprint." Hagrid said, frowning as he looked at the blueprint.

"There's room on the seventh floor, Professor." Hermione said loudly, "Let's put it on the seventh floor first."

Voldemort followed suit and asked Hagrid to move things, while he took Hermione to arrange the second floor.

When they arranged the cabinet layer by layer to the seventh floor, Hermione found that the cabinet was a bit abrupt—of course it was abrupt, and it was surrounded by colors, making it a visual dross.

In order to achieve this effect, Voldemort took great pains.

"Let's put it on the eighth floor, there are few people going there." Hermione said.

"Please, Hagrid." Voldemort looked a little impatient, as if annoyed by the unnecessary cabinet.

"Okay, Quirrell, you guys start here first, don't be angry about a cabinet." Hagrid said optimistically, not forgetting to comfort Voldemort.

"I really don't know what's the use of this crap." Voldemort complained, and then started busy work again.

When the seventh floor was set up and Hagrid and Hermione were about to go up to the eighth floor, Voldemort spoke again.

"It's time for class, and the rest will be arranged after dinner. Our speed is fast enough."

Naturally, Hermione and Hagrid would not refuse, so the three of them began to go downstairs, and Voldemort returned to the eighth floor after returning to the third floor and checking the Marauder's Map.

Voldemort leaps sideways in front of the tapestry of Barnabas playing silly with a troll club.

"A place to hide... a place to hide... a place to hide..."

Not long after, a door opened, and Voldemort threw the disappearing cabinet into it without saying a word, and then left quickly—with quite light steps.

In the evening, the three of them came to the eighth floor to set up again, just in time to meet Dumbledore returning.

"It's beautiful, Quirrell, you've done a good job." Before entering the principal's office, Dumbledore said.

"It's all thanks to Hermione and Hagrid. I think they should be awarded medals." Voldemort joked.

"I will seriously consider it." After Dumbledore finished speaking, he walked into the principal's office.

And Hermione and Hagrid who were praised were quite excited, completely forgetting that the cabinet that was thrown here before was gone.

The three arranged the eighth floor, looked down the stairs again, and disbanded on the spot after finding no problems. Hagrid invited Voldemort to drink at night, but Voldemort refused.

Satisfied with his evening class, Voldemort couldn't wait to take out the Marauder's Map—Old Deng went to the jungle again.

He walked up the path to the eighth floor, entered the Room of Requirement, and took out tools to repair the disappearing cabinet.

In his opinion, this is a difficult task, but when he actually got started, he suddenly found that his judgment was wrong.

The Vanishing Cabinet is almost intact.

"No way..."

Voldemort couldn't believe it. According to the information provided by Bojin, after repeated inspections, there was indeed only one small problem.

"Could it be that Draco's IQ has a problem?"

With deep doubts, Voldemort repaired the Vanishing Cabinet, but before using it, he finally found an excuse for Draco's IQ—or maybe the real reason.

The Vanishing Cabinet was indeed broken before, but not seriously, but because no one knew about it, or would fix it, it was silent in Hogwarts for many years.

And when Draco was repairing it—Peeves had thrown the cabinet down from the second floor before that, maybe that time made the disappearing cabinet even more dilapidated.

"Anyway, it's ready to use now, so..."

Voldemort's gaze was looking at Ravenclaw's crown not far away, with hesitation in his expression - he was not ready because of his misjudgment of the collapse of the disappearing cabinet.

"Although the process of moving the box is very cautious, you still have to be careful. After all, it is a Horcrux, and it needs to be moved early..."

Voldemort still cared a lot about his Horcruxes, especially the remnant of the two souls.

Therefore, Voldemort, who had been cautious since entering Hogwarts, decided to send away the crown overnight.

"Spare wands, polypotions, pouches for diadems..."

Voldemort calculated quickly, and after confirming again that Lao Deng had not returned from the jungle, he resolutely returned to the office, ready to steal... ready to act.

It has to be said that Dumbledore put too much pressure on him.

When walking to and from the corridor on the eighth floor, he looked at the principal's office frequently, and even prepared several reasons to face Dumbledore who might appear at any time.

Fortunately, until he stepped into the disappearing cabinet, Lao Deng did not appear.

The feeling of being a thief is really...exciting! ! !

(End of this chapter)