Chapter 282 The Gift of Death
After these several confrontations, Voldemort was well aware of Lumi's strength.
The magic is almost the same as his own, but the other party's unreasonable counter-curse gives Voldemort a headache to this day.
Even though I learned a lot of counterspells through Harry's eyes, I never knew when the opponent would use counterspells during the battle.
During a battle, if the opponent catches Voldemort by surprise, it will be a failure.
When the fighting strength is equal, the competition is to see who can reveal the weakness first.
And according to the black and white person in the dream, the power hidden in Lumi is so powerful that even when he looks up, he cannot see his back.
If such terrifying strength is true, then he, a Death Eater, may be a joke to the other party.
But now, the agreement between myself and the man in my dreams is about to be completed.
Attack and kill five hundred humans, whether muggles or wizards.
The woman floating at the end of the long table today is the last one.
Voldemort wanted to kill this woman in front of all Death Eaters.
By then, the man who claims to be dead will be able to find out whether his words are true or not.
Voldemort thought for a while with his clever mind.
Planned two paths for myself.
If death is true, then if he occupies the magical world, he will have to restrain himself and avoid everyone who has anything to do with Lumi.
Even if Lumi was still at Hogwarts for one day, his invasion territory would have to avoid Hogwarts.
But if the death is fake, then he has no worries.
They are all wizards. Even if they bring their younger brothers with them to kill Lumi, they can truly rule the magic world.
No one can stop him.
For Voldemort, it was not difficult to kill just five hundred people.
If the person killed was a wizard, he might feel a little more distressed.
But if he killed Muggles, there would be no problem.
This woman today is special, and it is very suitable to use it as a confirmation of the dream.
"Let's see this guest."
Voldemort said, flicking his wand on the woman, and she slowly floated to the center of the long table.
"You may not know this yet, but this guest is Miss Caredi Bubbaji."
"She was a teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry before. Her major was Muggle Studies."
He smiled at the mention of this.
With Voldemort taking the lead, some bold Death Eaters also laughed.
It seemed to them that being associated with Muggles was a joke.
"Miss Bubbaji believes that Muggles are no different than us."
"She thinks... we should intermarry with Muggles."
"She believes that the union of wizards and Muggles is not abhorrent, but something to be encouraged."
At this point, the smile on Voldemort's lips gradually disappeared.
The murderous intent in his eyes gradually became apparent.
Under his oppression, those Death Eaters who laughed out loud did not dare to laugh anymore.
At this time, her eyes caught sight of Snape, and she suddenly became energetic.
She begged, "Severus... please..."
There were tears in the corners of the poor professor's eyes, but Snape could only keep a straight face, not daring to show the slightest bit of strangeness.
"We are friends…"
When Bubaji said these words, Voldemort specifically observed Snape's expression.
After making sure that there was no emotion on the other person's face, he smiled happily.
He casually rewarded Bubaji with a death curse, causing her to fall directly into the arms of death.
After killing her, Voldemort didn't feel any change, and he couldn't help but laugh at his suspicious self.
He stroked the big snake next to him and said in his soft voice: "Nagini, let's have a meal."
After he gave the order, the snake named Nagini climbed onto the table, opened its mouth towards Bubaji's body, and then bit down hard.
The Death Eaters could only watch as the body was eaten bit by bit by a snake.
This kind of bloody scene can easily cause people to feel instinctive physical discomfort.
However, they did not dare to show it and could only pray that the snake would eat faster so that they would no longer endure this torture.
Voldemort watched Nagini eat, and the smile on his face gradually faded and became serious.
Just now, the black and white man appeared.
He did not appear here, but in front of Voldemort's eyes.
Because he saw with his own eyes that the black and white man passed the corpse and snake on the table and came to him with a smile.
None of the surrounding Death Eaters knew anything about all this.
"I want to congratulate you. You kept your promise and were able to kill five hundred of your kind in such a short period of time."
Voldemort immediately retorted: "Same kind? They are just Muggles, not like me."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that no one else seemed to notice his actions.
After taking a closer look around him, Voldemort found that his body was still in place, but his soul seemed to float out.
【I am dead? 】
He looked at everything around him in disbelief.
Suddenly, he noticed a young-looking man in green robe emerging from his body.
With just one glance, Voldemort remembered who this person was.
[Are you Salazar Slytherin? 】
He remembered everything.
[This is a small gift from me personally to congratulate you on completing our agreement. 】
The black and white man came to Voldemort with a smile and said: [I will allow you to obtain eternal life through your spiritual body. 】
[Congratulations by the way, your key word is ambition, which is a very powerful word. 】
[Your soul has been completely repaired by me, oh, you don’t have to worry about your Horcruxes, they still exist and belong to you. 】
[You can ask this person for specific details. 】
[When we meet again, I will give you the most powerful wand, much more powerful than the Elder Wand. 】
[Don’t forget, killing five hundred humans will allow us to meet again. 】
After saying this, he laughed and disappeared.
Then everything seemed to be back to normal.
Voldemort found that his actions could be discovered again by his subordinates, and he felt relieved.
He immediately looked for Slytherin.
The completion of the soul allowed Slytherin to passively get out of the gap in Voldemort's soul and stay in Voldemort's mental space for the time being.
Memory and thinking were enhanced at this moment, and Voldemort remembered how to use the mental space.
He knew a lot at once.
[Oh, look who this is, my ancestor, Salazar Slytherin. 】
Voldemort smiled in his mental space and walked towards the middle-aged man in green robe step by step.
[I didn’t expect you to be related to that kind of existence. 】
Slytherin had already anticipated what the other party wanted to do.
Whether he is truly dead and whether he can still provide shelter to Slytherin students is no longer very important to Slytherin.
Even the spiritual body will get tired of it after living for a long time.