Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts

The matter has come to this point, and there is no way out. I don't know if the person in front of me is Voldemort himself, but he is definitely not a good person. He can let Bella, a Death Eater, follow behind him, pointing out who to bite whom like a dog.

William lowered his head. He was already a bad person in the wizarding world. If he had a good place to go, he couldn't care whether he was a human or a ghost. How could it be worse?

Looking into Bob's unblinking eyes, William lowered his head and knelt on the ground, slowly explaining the mission issued by his former captain, Mundungus.

"Mundungus?"

Voldemort raised his head slightly, his blurred eyes looked towards the sky, with a slight flicker of light. Bella looked at his profile with admiration and fascination, while William did not dare to disturb her thoughts at all.

Huh~

After a while, Voldemort chuckled and ended his thinking.

"Then, you can continue to stay here and reach out your hand, my child." As Voldemort, he is indeed qualified to call the middle-aged man in front of him a child. The other man did not dare to resist at all and left a mark on the inside of William's arm. " Come Christmas, that's the day you tell Mundungus you saw Bella."

"Yes...big, no, Master."

Looking at the snake-shaped mark on his arm, William closed his eyes. It was hard to tell whether it was because he knew he had fallen into a deeper abyss, or because he had no way to retreat, but he was full of helplessness.

"Hehehe, good, let's go, Bella."

Leaving behind ten gold galleons, Voldemort turned around and disappeared into the alley with Bella with a 'crackling' sound.

It was just after they left that William sat down on the ground, completely ignoring the wetness under his buttocks. His heart was beating wildly, and a tremor of the aftermath of a disaster surrounded him.

After shaking for a long time, William quickly took the Golden Gallon in his hand, and then looked at his friend's body. It was not because he was greedy for money, but because in front of the dead body and the Golden Gallon, it was indeed the Golden Gallon that was more valuable.

"I'm sorry, but this can also save you from this world without a future."

Closing his best friend's eyes, William took out his tattered wand, and with difficulty disappeared into the alley with the other's body, heading to the agreed-upon burial place for the one who died first.

……

Back in the mountain villa, Voldemort took a leisurely sip of whiskey with ice, and behind him, Bella stood behind him like a maid, waiting for the call.

He doesn't look like a pure-blood noble at all.

"You're wondering, Bella."

Without looking back at all, Voldemort could still feel the other party's doubts, because she was so understanding, and the words "I have questions" were all that could be written on her face.

indeed.

She should be confused, but this was not Voldemort's conscience realizing that she was still going to die. As an old Death Eater, Voldemort had already realized how distorted the direction he had deviated from. He wanted rule, not oppression. Fortunately, once again, he After being reborn, he can feel the youthful and long life, and everything can come back again.

For example, reorganize the Death Eaters.

If you can observe carefully, you can find that the mark Voldemort put on William's arm is different from the mark on Bella's arm.

"Yes, Master, why?"

Bella's eyes lit up, and she felt that she was remembered by her master, because who would answer questions for unrelated people.

"Master, do you really love me? Whether it's the thoughtful answer this time or the whipping of love last night. 』

Behind Voldemort's sight, Bella's cheeks turned strangely red, her eyes moist and blurred.

"Humph, this is because behind the mouse, Dumbledore is controlling." As the leader of the Death Eaters targeted by the Order of the Phoenix, he naturally knows everything about the Order of the Phoenix. After all, he has a good spy. "Maybe you I didn’t know, but Mundungus was a member of Dumbledore’s Order of the Phoenix.”

The girl behind didn't reply, and Voldemort didn't care. After all, after so many years, it was only at this moment that he could pretend to be highly intelligent again.

"So, after I brought you out of Azkaban, that old guy asked Mundungus to set up spies. Although I don't know why he let people stare at Gringotts, I guess it was you, me, I'll go to Gringotts to withdraw money, after all, it's not time to plunder wantonly."

Voldemort knew that there was a gold cup in Bella's vault, but he thought that Dumbledore and the others did not know where the gold cup was. This was a lack of information. What Voldemort thought was that Dumbledore actually knew where the gold cup was. This was due to Ans revealed that they planned to squat for a gold cup.

Besides, they also planned to fight against the new Voldemort. They didn't have much fun last time. This time they had Dumbledore joining them so they could fight again.

"So, since they are ready, I can't be too stingy," Voldemort raised his wine glass and smiled wantonly, "I plan to hold a grand banquet in Gringotts. The opening ceremony will be based on you. Let’s start with the gold cup in the treasury.”

Voldemort narrowed his eyes, and his cat-like vertical pupils shone with a strange red light, with dots of green in them.

Both parties planned to play a reverse squat in Gringotts. It must be said that Voldemort, who was rational, had some control over the Dark Lord.

And this high-spirited master was the one Bella was obsessed with at the beginning.

……

The opening is ready on Christmas Day. On the other side, what is Mundungus doing, who has left the tracking job to his younger brother?

——Drinking.

In Knockturn Alley, a dirty tavern, there was an unshaven, short, fat wizard with two short bow legs, long and messy ginger hair, and a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol. , if it were not for the ups and downs of the chest and abdomen breathing, one could confuse it with a pile of rags.

Perhaps, this is also a concealment technique with full skill points?

wow-

Clear water poured down from top to bottom, awakening Mundungus from his slumber.

When ordinary wizards encounter an emergency, no matter how unbearable they are, they will pull out their wands, hoping to fight the enemy with this, hoping to retain their dignity even if they lose and die. But Mundungus is different. When he suddenly wakes up, , not drawing a magic wand, but running with bowed legs nimbly and vigorously.

It must be said that his desire to survive was really strong. He ran a few steps and felt no attack. He opened a pair of swollen and bloodshot eyes and saw the white old wizard - Dumbledore.

The moment he saw the other person, his heart that was still beating wildly gradually relaxed. This was not an existence that came to take his life. Anyone would take his life, and everyone would insult him, but not the old man in front of him.

Because his reputation does not allow him to do this, although no one will condemn him if he does it, the price will be very low.

"Good morning, Headmaster Dumbledore."

"It's already night, Mons."

Dumbledore waved his hand, cleaned the table and chairs in front of him, and then sat down without looking at each other.

"So, how did you do with what I told you?"