Chapter 322: Voldemort's Great-Great-Grandfather

Voldemort stared at Snape with his scarlet, cold eyes, as deep as the ocean.

Snape's hair stood up, but he didn't dodge at all, and just stared at the Dark Lord.

Snape knew that Voldemort was using Legilimency on him, flipping through and checking his memory to determine whether he was lying.

This was the most critical link. No matter how exaggerated Snape's words were, how reasonable his explanations were, or how sincere his feelings were, Voldemort would not believe it.

He would only believe what he "saw" with his own eyes.

So, this was the time to truly test Snape's brain block technique. If he could deceive the Dark Lord, everything would be fine. If not... this day next year would be his death anniversary.

After a long time, Voldemort finally whispered: "So Severus, what valuable information can you provide me?"

Snape had a blank expression on his face, but he was relieved in his heart.

This meant... he passed the test tonight.

Voldemort trusted him again.

This kind of trust is precious, because the Dark Lord is different from others. He has absolute confidence in his Legilimency.

Others may say they trust you, but they may have all kinds of doubts and temptations behind their backs. But if Voldemort believes it, then he really believes it.

"I can provide all the information about Dumbledore in the past ten years." Snape said quickly.

"This is indeed a valuable gift..." Voldemort nodded slightly.

"What else?"

"Dumbledore is ready to restart the Order of the Phoenix. He also plans to send people to the European continent to find giants and win them over..."

"As expected." Voldemort snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Go on!"

"Minister Fudge does not believe that you are back, and rejects Dumbledore's suggestion to abolish the Dementors." Snape whispered:

"The two of them had a falling out tonight and have parted ways."

Voldemort smiled. This was the first time he smiled after seeing Snape.

"Yes, this is the first good news I heard tonight.

As long as Azkaban is still under the jurisdiction of Dementors, all the dark wizards in the prison will be absorbed by us, and the Death Eaters will soon be able to restore the power they had thirteen years ago!"

"The falling out between Dumbledore and Fudge will also give us enough time to develop." Voldemort praised:

"Severus, it is indeed the right decision for you to stay in Hogwarts. You are much more useful than Malfoy and others."

"Thank you for the compliment, Master." Snape said excitedly: "I have another important information."

"What?"

"Do you remember the prophecy I told you that year?"

"The person who has the ability to defeat the Dark Lord walked into... born in a family that has resisted him three times, and was born at the end of July." Voldemort said coldly:

"Of course I remember this prophecy!"

It was this prophecy that made him decide to kill Harry Potter, and then caused himself to be rebounded by the killing curse.

"Back then, Sybill Trelawney met Albus Dumbledore at the Hog's Head and made this prophecy..." Snape whispered:

"Then, I was discovered by the owner of the Hog's Head and thrown out. I recently learned that this prophecy was not complete. There was another half that I didn't hear."

Voldemort's pupils shrank suddenly, and he asked, "What is the second half of the prophecy?"

"I'm still trying to find out, Master." Snape said, "But I can be sure that as long as I know the complete prophecy, I can easily get rid of... Harry Potter."

Voldemort was silent for a long time, and slowly said:

"Severus, I want you to continue to answer Go undercover at Hogwarts and help me investigate this matter.

As long as you can find the complete prophecy, I will give you an unimaginable reward! "

"Yes, Master!"

"You have to help me investigate one more thing..." Voldemort paused and said:

"Rolf Scamander, why can he learn magic that many magical creatures can do."

Snape was stunned and said, "I know."

"Go back to Hogwarts quickly." Voldemort said, "I hope your loyalty will not waver again, Severus."

"No, my master... Never, my master..." Snape knelt down again and kissed Voldemort's robe.

After Snape left, Voldemort stood there without moving, as if digesting the information he had just received.

He suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the distance, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Since you are here, why do you still hide your head and show your tail? Are you so shameful?"

Before he finished speaking, Voldemort raised his wand, and saw the stones on the ground condensed and turned into a long rock dragon that was more than ten meters long, rushing straight into the distance.

The next moment, Voldemort's mood became solemn. He saw a figure emerge, just raised his hand, waved his wide robe, and directly put the stone dragon into his sleeve. Then he shook his sleeves with his left hand in and his right hand out, and the stone dragon turned into gravel again and fell to the hillside.

After a simple fight, Voldemort knew that the wizard in front of him... was very powerful.

He had already experienced a big battle tonight, and half of his body was gone. He didn't want to fight again rashly, so he asked: "Who are you?"

The man lifted his hood and smiled:

"My name is Octavius ​​Akus, and my current identity is the Director of the International Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic...."

"Director of the Department of International Cooperation?" Voldemort thought: "Is there such a powerful wizard in the Ministry of Magic?"

He stared at Akus and found that he must be very old. His face was covered with wrinkles, but his hair was as black as night, without a single white strand. He also had a neat black beard on his face, covered by a piece of black leather. The left eye, but the right eye is as blue as the midsummer sky.

Voldemort seemed to suddenly remember something, he frowned and said:

"I have read a dark magic book called "The Dark Code" before. The author's name seems to be the same as yours."

"I didn't expect the famous Dark Lord to have read that magic book." Akusi smiled and said, "That was written when I was young."

"If I remember correctly." Voldemort narrowed his eyes and said hoarsely:

"That Arkus is a dark wizard born in the eighteenth century."

"That's right." Akusi said calmly: "I am over two hundred years old now."

Looking at Voldemort's expression, he continued:

"Don't be surprised... Not to mention that Nico Flamel lived for more than 600 years, and your principal Armando Dippet was also over 300 years old. A mere 200 years old is nothing."

"Then, what does a wizard like you... come to me for?" Voldemort gently fiddled with the wand in his hand.

"My master asked me to come to you."

"Your master?!"

"Yes." A smile appeared on Akusi's face.

"He is a descendant of Slytherin just like you. If we go by generation, he is still your great-great-grandfather."

Voldemort looked at Arkus with his cold red eyes, "What is your master's name?"

"Corvinus...Gaunt!"

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