After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

Quirrell, who was curled up in his own body, was about to cry out loud. He thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect that there would be a chance for a turnaround?

Voldemort sneered, "You are kind-hearted. It would be an honor for him to die for the Dark Lord!"

Yang Mei frowned, "Do you have to be so arrogant? You, the Dark Lord, fell eleven years ago! And you still have this arrogant look on your face, looking down on everyone. If you have the ability, don't end up with only a small soul fragment left!"

"You blame me for Quirrell?!" Voldemort felt a strange sense of grievance again.

"I'm clearly telling you not to be so arrogant. I think you should have already experienced the tragic consequences of arrogance." Yang Mei said with a straight face.

Quirrell wished he were deaf so he wouldn't have to hear these things.

He was obviously a Dark Lord who did all kinds of evil, but in front of Selwyn, who was still in his first year, he was always shockingly... docile? Quirrell couldn't think of a more appropriate adjective than this.

Voldemort began to wonder if he was really that arrogant before, but his soul was so broken that he felt a devastating pain when he thought about it for the first time.

Yang Mei saw that he was in a bad state at the moment: "Alas, thanks to yourself, your soul is not as strong as a piece of rag that has been weathered for a hundred years."

He thought for a moment and took out a palm-sized piece of wood: "I thought about it and I still think that the Soul Nurturing Wood is most suitable for you now. If your current soul fragment is placed on it, even if you don't find the remaining soul fragments, you can still grow a complete soul in about a thousand years."

Voldemort frowned slightly: "You want me to find the remaining soul fragments and repair them into a complete soul?"

"What else?" Yang Mei felt that he was talking nonsense.

Voldemort looked away and did not meet Yang Mei's gaze: "I have spent decades splitting my soul. If I were to retrieve all the soul fragments now, wouldn't all my efforts be in vain?"

Yang Mei’s anger level went up!

"Don't you have a fucking brain? I don't care what book you read or who you heard it from that you think splitting your soul is good for you... I'm not going to fool you here. Your name - Lord Voldemort, means 'flying away from death'. You want eternal life!

Don’t you think about this: if splitting the soul can really allow wizards to achieve immortality, why don’t others use this method?

Do they not want eternal life? Do they not know this method?

There are fools like you who treat any random method as a treasure. Have you ever done any experiment to verify the accuracy of this method?"

Yang Mei slapped the soul-nourishing wood in his hand on the table and said, "Find a way to get in yourself!" Then he turned and walked out.

Voldemort was at a loss. Did he make someone angry?

On the first night, Voldemort knocked on the door of Yang Mei and Draco's dormitory with the Soul-Nourishing Wood - "The Dark Lord, please be magnanimous this time and don't mind your rudeness..." The dormitory door slammed shut in front of him, almost flattening Quirrell's nose.

The next night, Voldemort came again - "What happened last time is over. The Dark Lord allows you to help him..." The heavy dormitory door slammed towards his face again!

On the third night, the fourth night...

Draco, who was forced to eat melons, had gradually gone from his initial fear to numbness. In the end, even when Voldemort came to knock on the door again at night, he was too lazy to sit up from the bed.

Anyway, Phil is here, so it’s enough to let Phil handle it.

The tug-of-war lasted for a month.

In the end, Voldemort gave in first. When he knocked on the door again, the first thing he said was, "I was wrong."

Yang Mei: “…”

In fact, Yang Mei didn't know what he was competing with this man for. With his methods, he could directly suppress Voldemort by force and force him to restore his soul according to his wishes.

Yang Mei let Voldemort into the dormitory. This was the first time in a month. Voldemort felt that it was really not easy for him.

So he said that he, the Dark Lord, had lost all his prestige... Oh, he had been down for many years.

Draco's eyes were a little dull, because at least half of his mind was still immersed in sleep.

At this moment, he saw Voldemort coming in. After thinking for a few seconds, he sat on the bed, hugged the quilt, stretched out a hand and waved at Voldemort: "Hi~"

Voldemort's eyes were complicated: "...why don't you continue to sleep?"

"Okay~" Draco lay back in bed in a second.

Five seconds later, Draco broke out in a cold sweat under the quilt.

Damn it, he's awake!

How to say it, we urgently need someone to knock him out!

He was so bold that he dared to speak to the Dark Lord like that! Who did he think he was? He was just the next heir of the ordinary Malfoy family. Phil could be so presumptuous with the Dark Lord, could he? !

Phil, Phil and the Dark Lord, but, but... what is their relationship?

Now they are a bit like a quarreling couple, Draco thought.

Although this idea was horrifying, Draco felt it was inexplicably appropriate. However, he only dared to mutter it in his mind and not say it out loud.

Voldemort had lost all his temper now. He attributed all his compromises to the fact that he had something to ask of others. He gave in because the brat from the Selwyn family could serve as his body!

That must be it!

……

Yang Mei extracted Voldemort's soul fragment from Quirrell's body and put it into the soul-nourishing tree.

As for Qi Luo, Yang Mei felt that he was quite efficient at work and was also a good actor.

At least, didn’t the savior Harry Potter always believe that the person who tried to take his life many times was the sinister Snape?

Snape: It’s my fault that I have a stinky face!

In short, considering that Qi Luo was relatively useful, Yang Mei decided to help him detoxify the unicorn blood.

There is no corresponding antidote for this. You must go to the unicorns and ask them for a portion of their blood that they will give voluntarily to detoxify.

The Forbidden Forest, I must take a trip.

……

The next day, the news that Gryffindor had been deducted 150 points overnight swept into the restaurant even earlier than the owls.

Only the people from Gryffindor were angry, while the young wizards from the other three houses watched the joke in silence.

When the little wizards of Gryffindor passed by the huge hourglass recording the score of the House Cup early this morning, they thought there was something wrong with their eyes. Otherwise, how could they see that the hourglass was one hundred and fifty points less than yesterday? !

Gryffindor Lions are known to be the worst at keeping secrets, even their own dirty laundry.

So, in just breakfast time, all the little wizards in the school knew that Harry Potter, the famous savior of the wizarding world, and his two followers had deducted 150 points from Gryffindor overnight! Who wouldn't say that he had made great contributions?

When Harry first entered school, he was very popular in Hogwarts, especially in Gryffindor. After all, everyone had heard of his legend of "surviving a disaster."

Yang Mei still remembered that at the Sorting Ceremony, when the Sorting Hat announced that Harry Potter would be sorted into Gryffindor, there was a loud cheer at the Gryffindor table. They shouted, "We have Potter! We have Potter!"

But now, the Gryffindor people were the first to point fingers at Harry and say bad things about him, and they didn't lower their voices when they said some insulting words, as if they were afraid that the three people who deducted points wouldn't hear them.

Harry felt very sad. When he caught the Golden Snitch as the seeker of the Gryffindor team a few days ago, everyone said he was a hero of Gryffindor. Although they lost the game in the end, they still won honorably.

And now, she has almost become a rat crossing the street that everyone in Gryffindor wants to kill.

Oh no, the treatment of the mouse Banban is not as bad as theirs!