Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

Therefore, at that time, everyone suspected that the Dark Lord might be a descendant of Slytherin who had wandered away. But today, the Dark Lord showed up here with me. Could it be that he was really related to the Gaunt family?

Hearing Wormtail's answer, Voldemort temporarily lowered his guard, and a hint of relief appeared in his voice:

"My friend, I'm glad you can bring me back to England. Under such circumstances, you can still be loyal to me. The great Voldemort doesn't mind sharing some unknown secrets with his friends... Well, no one will disturb us here. I think we need to stay here for a while and make some arrangements..."

Wormtail nodded in agreement and carried Voldemort through a gap in the wall.

When passing by the house number, "Watson Manor?" The four words made him feel a little confused. Why did he always feel that this place should not be called this name?

Upon entering the manor, a desolate and dilapidated scene came into view. Weeds were overgrown, and the doors and windows were closed, as if time had stopped here.

Voldemort and Wormtail moved cautiously through the deserted courtyard, every step being careful and cautious.

The air was filled with an old and ominous smell, which made Voldemort feel uneasy. He hesitated for a moment before handing the wand to Wormtail.

"Araho Cave is open."

The sound of wood scraping against each other broke the silence as Wormtail muttered a spell.

Taking a look inside the dark room, Wormtail first cast a glowing spell, then stepped in cautiously.

Voldemort looked around in Wormtail's arms.

The moment they stepped into the living room, suddenly lines of words flashed on the walls and floor.

Before Voldemort could see what the words were.

"Oh!"

Wormtail instinctively turned into a rat and ran away, and Voldemort fell face first to the ground.

"Ss ...

Wormtail, who had already run to the door, then remembered his master and trembled as he transformed back into human form.

He quickly picked up the master that had fallen on the ground.

Voldemort stretched out his slender little hand and snatched the wand from Wormtail's hand.

"Stupid stuff..."

Wormtail was filled with fear, and not just fear of the Dark Lord.

Moreover, the scene just now seemed like something he had experienced countless times - in a dark room, balls of light suddenly appeared, and then he seemed to be subjected to various abuses.

"Welcome Mr. Tom Riddle back to the Riddle family"

After the master and servant calmed down, they looked carefully at the lines of words.

Wormtail was confused about who Tom Riddle was, as if it had nothing to do with him.

However, Voldemort in his arms suddenly screamed:

"Go...go...damn Wormtail, what are you looking at? Go!"

Just as Wormtail was still in a daze, the lines of words suddenly turned into long, thin rays of light, which quickly weaved into a dense net and flew towards them.

Wormtail's eyes widened in horror and he turned and ran.

But the light net passed through Wormtail and rushed directly towards Voldemort in his arms.

"Master!" Wormtail almost screamed to Voldemort.

Voldemort also noticed the nets and quickly waved his wand, casting a defensive spell.

However, this defensive spell not only failed to block the light net, but also caused Wormtail to fall backwards due to the reaction force. At the same time, he was forced to let go of Voldemort, and flew directly out of the door due to the reaction force.

"Oh!"

Voldemort fell to the ground again.

The light net did not stop afterwards, but passed directly through the bag that wrapped him and reflected on his skin.

At the same time, Voldemort seemed to feel a slight throbbing in his soul - there was the breath of his own soul on this web of light!

This was his first thought after he fell to the ground. He then quickly checked his arm and found that the line of words had been painlessly carved into his skin.

Voldemort looked at the dilapidated house with fear and growled coldly through gritted teeth.

"Dumbledore... Wormtail, you idiot! Hissssss (Nagini)"

Wormtail stumbled out into the yard and picked up Voldemort again.

"Master... Master! What is that..."

Voldemort tried to shrink himself into the package, pointed his wand at Wormtail, and growled:

"Go away, get out of here, you idiot!"

Hearing her master's call, Nagini swam quickly from the wall to their side and spit out her tongue at Wormtail.

Through the open door, I watched the two people fleeing in panic.

In the shadows at the second floor staircase, an invisible figure chuckled and whispered:

"Douglas, I knew it wouldn't be that simple. The aura of Tom's soul fragment was hidden even from me. It seems I'm really old, haha."

Chapter 319 Where are the snakes? Where are the snakes of the Gaunt family?

Voldemort and Wormtail fled Riddle Manor, filled with shock and terror.

The night was dark, but their heartbeats were as violent as drums, as if every step was on the edge of life and death.

"Hurry up, run faster, you idiot..."

Voldemort continued to growl in a low voice, urging Wormtail on.

He looked over Wormtail's shoulder at the dilapidated mansion that was getting farther and farther away, as if he could feel the light webs still tracking him.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Wormtail finally stopped gasping for breath after climbing over a small hill.

"Master!" he gasped.

"Dumbledore..." Voldemort's voice sounded particularly cold, revealing his deep fear of this name.

"what!"

Wormtail shuddered at the sound of Dumbledore's name and looked around. He glanced at Voldemort's wand hand, which seemed to be in a state of hesitation.

Voldemort had always been on guard against this person who might abandon him and run away at any time, and after noticing Wormtail's eyes.

He placed his wand directly against Wormtail's chin, a fierce look flashing in his eyes:

"My friend, are you frightened by the name of Dumbledore? Are you planning to abandon..."

Wormtail(╬￣皿￣)凸Who was it that just shouted to run away?

Although he was unwilling to accept it, he was still too frightened to move in front of the Dark Lord and quickly explained:

"Master...I didn't...I mean, what do we do now?"

Voldemort remained silent, but his wand did not leave Wormtail's chin.

Voldemort's mind is now full of a hundred thousand questions.

His mind was full of questions. He didn't understand what went wrong, why Dumbledore knew about Riddle Manor, and when did he know his true life experience.

He did not suspect others. Although many people knew the name Tom Riddle, Dumbledore was probably the only one who knew that Tom Riddle was Voldemort and had the courage to deal with him.

Because apart from Dumbledore, no one started to keep an eye on me and be on guard against me from the moment I entered school, making me feel like I was born a bad person.

But even so, Dumbledore shouldn't have known his true life experience. It took him a long time, until he was about to graduate, to find out his life experience.

If Dumbledore knew his life story, the truth behind the extermination of the Del family would have been exposed long ago, and Morfin Gaunt would not have been in Azkaban forever. Then he would have hidden himself behind the Gaunt family...

Thinking of this, Voldemort looked at Wormtail hesitantly, wondering whether he should check the situation of the Gaunt family's Horcrux now.

Horcruxes…wait, am I missing something.

Voldemort suddenly remembered the story - "The Half-Blood Prince of Slytherin", Lovegood.

But that story only hinted at the existence of his own Horcruxes, and did not mention his Muggle father's family.

And why do these words on his body have the aura of his own soul? I was worried before whether there was a problem with my Horcrux, but now it is confirmed. If it is not his Horcrux, where did the other party get the aura of his own soul from?

At present, these words have not been found to have any other effect except making myself disgusted.

He couldn't figure out whether it was Dumbledore who did it or the one named Lovegood.

He didn't believe that apart from Dumbledore, there was anyone else who had such powerful magic that could directly mix words with his own soul breath to lock him in.

According to the information collected, Lovegood would not have such strong magical attainments, otherwise he would not be just a magazine editor who talks nonsense.

But when there was a clear chance that he could hurt himself, or even kill himself, why did Dumbledore just carve the words into his skin?

Voldemort felt like his bald head was starting to grow hair.

Looking at the emotionally unstable Voldemort, Wormtail was really afraid that if he got excited, a curse would pierce his head directly, so he said cautiously:

"Master, I have some milk here. How about you drink some? I heard that milk can stabilize emotions..."

Voldemort stared at Wormtail, looking at him so cowardly. For a moment, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

He slowly put down his wand and said to Wormtail:

"Let's go somewhere first."

Under Voldemort's guidance, the two continued forward, passing through patches of dark woods, and came to a hillside.

Wormtail looked back and could only see the scattered lights in the middle of the village. He was about to discuss the use of wands with Voldemort.

But they heard a hissing sound coming from Voldemort's mouth, and Nagini stopped wandering around them and appeared in front of them.

"Follow it, wherever it takes us."

Wormtail nodded quickly, looking at the snake's scales glistening in the moonlight.

Following Nagini inside, Voldemort always felt that something was wrong.

Where is the snake?

This is the ancestral home of the Gaunt family. The further you go in, the fewer snakes there are.

Even if those magical snakes were cleared out by the Ministry of Magic, there must be some ordinary snakes left.

"hurry up!"

Wormtail quickly quickened his pace and soon saw an eerie, dilapidated house in the moonlight.

Voldemort became increasingly uneasy.

He was sure that this was the Gaunt family and he had not come to the wrong place.

But what about the snake? Why isn't there a single snake?

Who on earth could clean the snake so cleanly?

Dumbledore? No, this was definitely not Dumbledore's work.

Seeing Wormtail stop hesitantly, Nagini also stopped and anxiously spit out her tongue towards the house in front, telling Voldemort that there was a terrifying aura here.

Voldemort thought it was a trick left by the Gaunt family and growled:

"Go on, get closer to that house."

Wormtail approached the dilapidated house cautiously. It was so quiet that only the sound of his footsteps could be heard.

Nagini grew increasingly uneasy, telling Voldemort that the aura of fear was on the ground.

"and many more!"

Just as they were approaching the wall, Voldemort finally called a halt.

Wormtail breathed a long sigh of relief.

Then, he excitedly took the wand handed to him by Voldemort.

"See if there are any traces around."

Under the illumination of the Glowing Charm, Voldemort and Wormtail saw many small pits on the ground that were obviously different in age from the surrounding area.

After getting closer.

"Is this the breath of thunder and lightning? And magic."

Voldemort looked closely and saw some snake scales in the pit.