In This Hogwarts Without a Savior Chapter 498

  Chapter 498 496. Batty, come with me

   "If we had a way to directly destroy the time-turner itself, then things would be easier."

  Jon stared at the time-turner, and while speaking, he had already begun to try to use the second gemstone on the ring, trying to see if he could absorb the magic power in it.

  However, he didn't feel any sign of magic in it!

  This time converter is like an ordinary Muggle item. It doesn't use magic power as a support at all, but some other kind of power.

  After Jon sorted out how they should solve this matter, Slughorn also began to think about how to deal with this time converter.

Knowing that Jon didn't find magic power in it, he immediately set up the crucible, and then asked Jon to help him find some potion ingredients from Wu Pingxian. It took almost half a day to make a pot It looks like a magic potion like clear water.

   "This is an extremely strong corrosive agent. Normally, there is nothing in this world that it cannot destroy."

   While talking, Slughorn instructed Jon to carefully put the Time Converter into the pot of potion.

  But they just watched the converter sink to the bottom of the dry pot, and the pointer on the dial was still turning continuously, as if being immersed in an ordinary liquid.

  Jon looked at Slughorn suspiciously. Although he was a little impolite, he couldn't help but wonder if there was a mistake in the refining of the potion.

As if seeing Jon's doubts, Slughorn didn't say much, he just gently threw a small teacup into the cauldron, and at the moment when the cup was completely submerged in the potion, it completely Disappeared, leaving only some fine crumbs settled at the bottom of the pot.

   "It's normal to think about it. If this thing is really so easy to be destroyed, it is impossible to help Voldemort maintain the connection between the two worlds."

   While speaking, Slughorn tapped the cauldron with his wand, and the time-turner flew out of the potion, and then landed on the ground beside him.

  Then they still didn't give up, and tried to use the basilisk's fangs, found an open place and used the Fierce Fire Curse, and tried to destroy the converter with the simplest and most direct physical violence methods, but without exception, all of them had no effect at all.

   Tossing until the evening, Jon and Slughorn stared at the converter whose surface was still not broken at all, and they looked at each other.

   "It seems that we need to seek some professional help."

  In the empty hall, Dandy, who had long since lost all signs of life, was lying among the crowd.

   "I think I've underestimated your abilities enough, everyone."

  On that high seat, Voldemort's seemingly casual and careless voice echoed in everyone's ears, and his words made everyone tremble involuntarily.

   "You guys give me new surprises every once in a while, which makes me doubt myself. Am I serving you, or are you serving me?"

His words completely made everyone unable to stand still. The Death Eaters all knelt down on the ground. They were silent, and they only dared to press their heads heavily on the ground and cast their bodies on the ground. They didn't even dare to look directly at the man in the high position. .

  Voldemort's finger lightly touched the serpentine armrest on the chair. He looked at the crowd of people below and felt an inexplicable disgust.

  His words were not intended to wake anyone up, nor were they intended to threaten anyone, but this was his true thinking at this time.

No one has ever been able to complete the things or tasks assigned to them according to his wishes. In the face of Wu Pingxian's attack, these people have no room to resist at all. Although they have never witnessed such a scene with their own eyes, Voldemort has never There is no doubt that when the British Ministry of Magic was at its worst, most of these people must have been ready to surrender or flee.

   But this kind of thinking is just a thought in Voldemort's mind after all.

In the final analysis, the relationship between him and this group of pure blood is mutual use. No matter how strong Voldemort is, he can't complete the governance of the entire wizarding world by himself. The bloodline system was actually set up so that he can Enjoy a more secure reign of power.

   It's just that the consequences this time really made Voldemort too angry.

   Even more angry than when Jon killed him once in the main hall!

  When Jon stabbed him to death with feathers, he knew clearly that he couldn't die, but Jon and Dumbledore had already paid a huge price, but in fact he had won a complete victory.

   But when he learned that the things in the Hall of Time had been stolen by Slughorn, he couldn't calm down anymore.

  He knew what this meant, and he easily guessed why Dumbledore was willing to pay such a high price to kill him once.

  Your true secret has been discovered!

  Actually, Voldemort didn't care much about the secret being revealed. There is nothing that can be hidden forever. Besides, two Voldemorts exist in the same world at the same time. Such a biggest loophole will be discovered sooner or later.

   What really made Voldemort angry was that the key to his immortality in this world was taken away!

   And apparently Slughorn did it.

  When the fat walrus came over, Voldemort did not guard against him, but it was another self who made him the director of the Department of Mysteries.

  That idiot thought he understood the principle of checks and balances, but he was completely blind.

   Really think that Slughorn's cowardice and vanity can really be left alone?

  If he could pull out the eaten self, Voldemort would even wish to give him a few more Cruciatus Curses.

   But now things have happened.

  His greatest secret has already fallen into the hands of the enemy, so according to his habit, it is impossible for him to put all his wealth and life in one place.

  The hall was quiet. Voldemort was rubbing against the snake-shaped handrail, silently thinking about something, while the Death Eaters below did not dare to raise their heads, anxiously waiting for Voldemort's fate.

   After a long time, until the Death Eaters felt numb in their legs, Voldemort's voice sounded again.

   "Restore everyone's positions before the war. Those who are dead, count the vacant positions, and I will pick people. Then, Batty, follow me."

  (end of this chapter)

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