Chapter 434 Peter's Threat, Voldemort's Discovery!!

Peter looked at her coldly and laughed, "Umbridge, do you think you are capable of dueling with me?" "

He flipped his hand, and Umbridge's wrist was twisted by a force, and he unconsciously released the magic power in his hand. Reaching out and grabbing it, the demon power flew into his hand.

Peter looked at the wand in his hand, played with it for a while, and then aimed it at her, "You said that if I tortured you with this wand, such as the Drill Heart Charm or something, would it obey?" "

Umbridge's face was instantly frightened, and he finally gave a strong warning to his neck: "Peter York, if you dare to use the unforgivable spell, you will stay in Azkaban for the rest of your life!" "

"However, how can this be explained by the wand that Umbridge taught you to cast the Drill Heart Charm?"

Peter said playfully, "Aren't the laws of your Ministry of Magic about evidence, you say I'll use a drill spell on myself later, and then say to the outside world that you're working, and second, you say That Fudge will choose to keep you or put you in Azban Prison?" "

"You lunatic!"

Umbridge cried out in horror, his body constantly retreating, "I only need to take the vomiting agent to prove my innocence, and you will be put in jail!" "

"Yes!"

Peter seemed to have just thought of this, and then smiled and said to her, "Thank you for reminding me, I forgot about this." But don't worry, when the time comes, I will give you a little bit of a change in memory, so that you yourself think that you have used the Drill Heart Charm on me, so that you can be sent to Azkaban without fail, and thank Voldemort, who used this means to marry his Muggle father to his Yu Yu Gangzhi. "

Umbridge looked at the smiling Peter at this time, and finally realized that she had made a mistake and provoked the wrong person, and she quickly begged for forgiveness: "Mr. York, I will pay you!" You adults don't remember the villains, as long as you let me go, I will never bother you again in the future! "

Peter looked at the old woman who recognized her instantly, especially the ugly face that was full of sobs, and felt a pang of nausea in his heart. He waved his magic power and dragged her directly to the front, looked down and said, "Umbridge, you may have been a mighty blessing in the Ministry of Magic for a long time, forgetting that the essence of the magic world is still the supremacy of strength!" Dumbledore was bound by the name of the greatest wizard and his own bottom line, so you let you ride on top of his head. "

But I'm not! You've been working in the Ministry of Magic for so long, and you've probably heard some of my things, and I've never been a disobedient person: "Those dark wizards who come to me for trouble, such as the cold grave, have grown grass!" "

The wand in Peter's hand slammed into Umbridge's old face, frightening her into a shudder, afraid that the demonic boy would come down with a spell.

"Okay, the game is over!"

Peter smiled, returned his wand to Umbridge, who was slumped on the ground, and said in a gentle tone, "Professor, I don't care what you do with Dumbledore and Harry Potter, but I hope that in the future, our seventh-grade classes will not interfere too much!" After all, these students of mine still want to get a good score and then graduate successfully. Don't want to be cannon fodder between you, you know? "

Umbridge looked up at Peter in front of him, clutched the wand in his hand, and his face changed several times, and he was the most honest.

"Very well," Peter smiled satisfactorily, "I know you are very unwilling and want to get revenge on me..."

Seeing Umbridge shake his head in horror, he smiled and waved his hand and said, "You don't have to admit it, I seem to have forgotten to tell you that my Dementor Mind Retrieval Technique is not bad, so I have read all your ideas, especially the idea of concocting an army that I formed against the Ministry of Magic is quite good, and I know how to find some Scythian students who are dissatisfied with me to testify, which is a good idea." You can try Umbridge to be more frightened, quickly turn your eyes away, and dare not look into Peter's eyes, lest you be spied on more of the secrets of your heart. Peter shook his head amusedly at this, his mind-reading skills are not something that can only be obtained by looking at each other. "

Peter walked over to where Potter had just been writing and looked at the sheepskin where it was written, "I can't lie!" "

And the black quill next to it. He picked up the quill and looked at it carefully, turned to Umbridge and smiled, "Pretty good black magic props, torturing people is quite a set, I don't mind if I want it?" "

"Of course, I sent you a poop!"

Umbridge barely managed to hold up a smile and said.

"Thank you!"

Peter said casually, then walked toward the door, only to come to the door, where he turned his head and said to her, "You are welcome to take revenge at any time!" "

But I can't guarantee that you won't lose control of the tower for the rest of your time: either accidentally contract dragon pox or sleep in a sleep

"After all, it is well known that the Defense of the Dark Arts was cursed by Voldemort, and every previous professor was not very good, and there were many dead people, wasn't it, Professor?"

Umbridge looked at Peter's smiling face, those cold eyes, the extra flesh of his body could not help but tremble, hiding the unwillingness under his eyes, and quickly nodded.

"That. Goodbye Professor. "

Peter smiled and waved his hand, and disappeared directly into place.

Umbridge looked at Peter who had disappeared out of thin air, first with a moment of surprise, and then her face became very ugly, because she recognized that this was a skill similar to the Illusion Transfiguration, but it could teleport inside the forbidden castle. This shows that Peter can really appear directly at her side and then quietly solve her.

In the corner of the library, Peter appeared here silently. Then go straight to the library exclusion zone, where most of the books in the zone are open to them as seventh graders. But students busy with graduation exams and work placements rarely have time to read these extracurricular books here. So very few people inside, Peter, came to a bookshelf and took down all the dozen or so books on it, which he had not read before. Now in order to score points, he needs to grasp the contents of these books in a short period of time. Peter is still twelve points short, and the group can make up three hundred points to redeem three blood veins.

Rozier of France had informed him that he had borrowed a civet cat, which was a guard of the French Ministry of Magic and was strictly controlled, so It took a lot of effort for Heyman Rozier to borrow one, and the borrowing period was only half a year.

Peter's main way to get points at present is to read books, and as for becoming the head of the academy, he can only get 1 point, which is better than nothing.

Peter intended to read and integrate these dozen thick magic books in a month's time. If he had followed the previous method, he really would not have been able to do it. But since having Ravenclaw's crown, it's not a problem.

Now Voldemort was hiding in the shadows, and the Death Eaters who had joined forces with the prison escape didn't know what was planning. Peter knew his contradiction with Voldemort, and he was now not afraid of Voldemort, but after all, there was still a gap in strength.

The magic strength could not be improved in a short time, and he hoped to be able to fuse more magical animal bloodlines with the help of the system, so that according to these natural skills, he would have the strength to fight against Voldemort.

Peter frequently chose to face Voldemort, not that he was really jealous and hateful, but compared to reading books and learning this method of slowly earning points, fighting against Voldemort and standing on the upper hand, the large amount of points obtained was Peter's eye.

This reward of dozens of points and dozens of points made Peter can't help but go to Voldemort's wool again and again.

If there was no reason to do anything to Dumbledore, Peter would really like to try it on him, and whether he could get the wool.

Meanwhile, in a sumptuous manor house, Voldemort was sitting at the head of a long table, while a group of Death Eaters watching him feverishly sat on either side of the room. Voldemort touched a large snake at his feet, and after scanning the circle with red eyes, he smiled and said, "You are my most loyal partners, we are gathering in Bibi, and we have discussed the direction of the bed."

"Master, are we officially going to announce your return to Creation?"

In the deputy's position, a tall thin woman looked at Voldemort with fascination in her eyes and asked in surprise

"Don't worry, Bella."

Voldemort shook his head, "Now that the Ministry of Magic Fudge and Dumbledore are in the same situation, we will take advantage of this time to take a good rest, and when the time is right, it is time for us to appear." "

"Now, there's one thing I don't understand, so I want you to think about it with me."

Voldemort looked at the crowd: turned his head and shouted at the doorway, "Wormtail, speed up." "

Only to see the doorway, the little dwarf with the mop, quickly threw the mop down, hurriedly ran to Voldemort's side, and carefully shouted, "Master? "

The Death Eaters also looked at Voldemort curiously, not understanding how Voldemort could call this insect tail that they could not afford to come over.

"Folks, you all know that wormtail escaped from Hogwarts and came to Albania to find me and help me come back."

Voldemort said softly, as if praising Pettigrew's merits, but then stared at Pettigrew with a cold look, as if he were exploring something.

"Master?"

Pettigrew looked into Voldemort's eyes, and Battle Kerk shouted, not knowing what he had done wrong.

"I found something very interesting in the head of Wormtail."

Voldemort said, "He was cast with a forgetting spell and tampered with memories, a very effective and powerful memory spell. "

Then I discovered that the person who had reckoned with the memories was peter York, one of my enemies.

He first grabbed the worm's tail, and then after reversing the case for Sirius, he quietly released the worm's tail and asked him to come to the Albanian forest to find me and help me resurrect.

"Tell me, what is the reason for this, Peter York, who is known as the most genius of all time, for doing so?"

Voldemort said...

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