Chapter 926： Helpless Dark Lord

In the middle of the night, in a remote and dirty alley, a black shadow appeared out of thin air, looking around sneakily, and after confirming that there was no one around, he quickly disappeared into the depths of the alley.

The wizard stopped in front of an old house, raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door while looking around nervously, and walked into the house amidst the creak of the door.

After entering the room, the wizard seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He glanced up at the middle-aged man who opened the door for him on his side. He walked towards the burning fireplace, squatted down on the side of the armchair and leaned against the armchair. The baby above said: "Master, I'm back."

Voldemort opened his scarlet eyes and asked hoarsely, "Is it connected?"

"Already contacted."

As he said, Peter Pettigrew reached into his robe pocket, took out a letter and opened it, ready to read it to Voldemort. After noticing that there were other people in the hall, Peter drew out his wand and waved at the wizard to let him go. Stay elsewhere.

Little Batty’s letter is very mixed, and seems to be talking about trivial matters of life, but Peter can pick out words from the letter to form a paragraph.

In order to prevent Dumbledore from secretly checking the letter, both parties are now using the most primitive encryption method.

Yes, it is purely handmade, without using any magic.

Although unlikely, once Dumbledore really did that, no matter how clever the magic was, it would be difficult to hide it from the opponent.

"Barty Jr. has not been discovered yet, but Dumbledore already knows that he is still alive and thinks that he may be hiding in Hogwarts." It took Peter a few minutes to translate the parchment's first translation. After reading a passage, he peeked at Voldemort and continued, "He also mentioned divination in the letter."

"Divination?"

There was an inexplicable smell in Voldemort's tone, and he would become like this, which was related to divination and prophecy.

"Battie Jr. thinks this incident is probably related to the mudblood named Albert Anderson." When Peter read this letter, he suddenly understood why he was caught.

"You want to tell me that the mudblood is a fortuneteller?"

There was a hint of anger in Voldemort's hoarse voice. It was the anger of being mocked.

"This is what Barty Jr.'s letter mentioned, Master." Peter Pettigrew lowered his head in fear, not forgetting to shake the pot so as not to bear Voldemort's anger.

"I know you hate that mudblood," Voldemort said suddenly.

"Master, I hate him, but..." Peter Pettigrew stuttered.

"This is not the reason you lied. Don't you know that fortune-telling is actually the profession that pays the most attention to blood?"

In the magic world, famous and powerful fortune-tellers are all inherited by blood, and the number is even rarer than dumb cannons.

A Muggle wizard, where's the bloodline.

However, Voldemort obviously overlooked one point, that is, the awakening divination ability of the first generation fortunetellers has nothing to do with blood, and they usually have not weak divination ability. Although this probability is almost close to zero, it is not impossible.

In fact, the main reason is that Albert's identity as a Muggle wizard is too confusing, and how could Voldemort, who is a pedigree, admit this?

"I think it will be a scourge to keep that mudblood sooner or later," Peter Pettigrew added hastily. "Battie Petty obviously thinks so too."

"Enough," Voldemort snapped impatiently.

Voldemort did subconsciously despise the Muggle wizard. In his opinion, it was a mudblood. No matter how genius he was, he could kill him if he got his power back.

Peter knew it was enough, so he didn’t continue to put eye drops on the Dark Lord. He pulled out another letter, and continued, “Little Batty hopes that we can help him collect the medicinal materials for the compound medicine. If not, he has to use the compound medicine. It was forced to evacuate Hogwarts before it was completely exhausted."

"Find a way to prepare medicine for Little Barty." Voldemort said.

"This..." Peter Pettigrew hesitated for a moment, or suggested in a low voice: "Master, do you really think about finding a substitute? I think you should get back your own power as soon as possible in the current situation..."

"Really, Wormtail? It seems that recent events have frightened you." Voldemort's cold tone was like a slap on Pettigrew's mouth, making him shut his mouth obediently.

Voldemort insisted on using Potter's blood to resurrect himself, naturally for his reasons, which involved some cause and effect related to Potter.

More than a decade ago, Harry Potter's mother died to save him, inadvertently giving Potter some protection. That ancient magic still exists today, making it difficult for Voldemort to kill Harry Potter himself. , This matter is very likely to become his Achilles heel, but... as long as you use Potter's blood to resurrect yourself, this kind of problem will no longer exist.

"How are the medicinal materials prepared?"

Voldemort asked the question he cared most, which is what Peter has been busy with recently.

It had been prepared last time, but Dumbledore gave it to him.

"It's still a bit worse. I have shot too frequently recently. It's better to find another place to collect the rest." Peter whispered his own arrangement: "As for the medicinal materials, I hide them in a Muggle under my control. In the elderly’s home, even if there is an emergency, there is no need to worry about encountering the situation last time."

In the experience of the last time, Peter Pettigrew is more cautious than before. Not only did he use the Imperius Curse to control a wizard and occupy the other’s home as a temporary stronghold, but also to prevent others from coming to the door and use the Imperius Curse to control it. A Muggle and hid the collected medicinal materials in his yard.

No way, because the door was blocked twice, Peter Pettigrew was not at ease about his hiding place. There are two things like this, and two and three things happen.

For the safety of his own life, Peter also deliberately kept an eye on him, helping Voldemort prepare a lot of raw materials for resurrecting his body. No matter how dangerous he is, the Dark Lord can protect him. Even if he is forced to abandon his baby body, the Dark Lord can still have a physical body again with Peter's help at any time.

"I'm tired." Voldemort's voice was exhausted. This body made of potion was still too fragile, and he hadn't been able to recover until now.

However, Voldemort didn't know that the guy who was despised by him quietly brought him new surprises.

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Sirius Black has been in the Netherlands for some time. In order to prevent Peter Pettigrew from turning around and running away after discovering himself, he has been quietly pretending to be other wizards and privately searching for Peter Pettigrew's whereabouts. So far, he has still found nothing.

This kind of thing is actually not surprising. If the wizard really wants to hide, it is not easy to find them, especially when there is a shortage of manpower, it is even more difficult to find someone in a short time.

In the end, Sirius Black still used the unreliable suggestion taught by Albert, took a blessing potion, and took a short time to touch his luck. If the luck is good enough, maybe he can really catch the little dwarf. Peter.

Sirius was obviously lucky, and soon thought of a way.

Following intuition, Sirius went to the Ministry of Magic in the Netherlands and informed the wizards of this country about Peter.

Sirius intends to use the wizards of this country to drive Pettigrew out of the mouse hole.

The Dutch Ministry of Magic is actually not very interested in this matter, because they actually know how dangerous the mysterious person is, and no one wants to provoke that guy.

Well, the point is that most of the dark lord's activities are in the UK, so other countries are also willing to watch the excitement quietly. It is not easy to persuade them to catch Peter Pettigrew.

But this matter was unavoidable for Sirius Black, who used the elixir, and he quickly persuaded him.

The first is that Peter Pettigrew's bounty is high enough, even for the Ministry of Magic, thirty thousand gallons is also a valuable bounty. Secondly, it was not Voldemort who asked them to deal with, but Peter Pettigrew, the fugitive who tried to resurrect Voldemort.

Dealing with the Dark Lord and dealing with fugitives are completely two concepts.

Finally, Sirius also provided the Ministry of Magic with a hiding place for Peter Pettigrew.

How could the Dutch Ministry of Magic not be moved?

In their opinion, this is a piece of fat.

As for Sirius Black’s arrogance, it was nothing more than trying to get rid of Peter Pettigrew with the help of the Ministry of Magic. They didn't mind helping each other with their desire for revenge, anyway, there was no conflict of interest between the two parties.

As long as you can catch and even kill Peter Pettigrew, you will not only get a large reward from the British Ministry of Magic, but also the diplomatic relations between the Dutch Ministry of Magic and the British Ministry of Magic.

The entire Ministry of Magic quickly became operational. On the grounds of combating the Dark Wizard and preventing Voldemort from resurrecting in the Netherlands, it quickly blocked Wizard Street, temporarily expelled the nearby Muggles, and began investigating and searching for the whereabouts of Pettigrew Peter's Land.

"Fuling Ji is really a good thing!"

Sirius ate carelessly, silently waiting for the right time to appear. He didn't expect the Ministry of Magic to catch Peter Pettigrew, but as long as he could drive Peter out of the mouse hole, it was enough, and he would personally block him.

Sirius has the confidence to block Peter Pettigrew, because he still has a blessing potion.

It would be great if we could get more blessing potions, but unfortunately this stuff can't be used often, and it's very difficult to make it.

However, even Sirius had to admit that it was indeed a good idea for Albert to separate the faulin so that the users could get good luck in a short period of time.

Good luck for a whole day is useless at all, it is enough to be useful at critical moments.

This is the correct way to use Fu Ling Ji.

There is no need to worry about the excessive use of Fuling agent after repeated use, because the dosage is originally small, and it does not matter if you use it several times.

What's more, the Fu Ling Potion is already too expensive, but you still want to overdose it?

When the Dutch Ministry of Magic dispatched Aurors and hired workers to quietly blockade the Wizarding District, Peter knew he might be in trouble.

"Damn it, how could it be like this."

When Peter turned from a mouse back into a human form, he looked very angry, because the group of people came to bet on him, and even posted Peter's reward list.

The Ministry of Magic seemed to have long believed that Peter was hiding in Magic Street, allowing a large number of Aurors to search around, and also recruiting other wizards who wanted to share a cup. Peter couldn’t imagine that the other party had such a big battle, and it was just for catching. Own?

It made him feel like he was going crazy.

In the end, it was Voldemort who let the hapless person under his control go out to make some trouble, and when the fire was out of control and burning on the block, he asked Peter to take him away.

This country cannot stay.

Fortunately, I put the medicinal materials elsewhere, otherwise I would have been busy again during this time.

The Dutch Ministry of Magic was indeed well prepared, but Voldemort was not a vegetarian, and soon helped Peter out of the encirclement.

However, Peter had just escaped from the encirclement, and before he had time to be happy, he felt a creepy feeling. As soon as he waved his wand to protect himself, he was hit by a spell and flew out.

"You are finally willing to get out of the mouse hole."

Sirius sneered and looked at the embarrassed old friend before him, waving his wand and attacking Peter.

With the help of Fu Ling Ji, Sirius easily used a spell to suppress Peter.

"Sirius!" Peter Pettigrew screamed, "It's you, everything is you!"

After he was blocked by Sirius, who was chased from England, Peter realized what was going on.

"Go to **** Peter, remember to confess to James and Lily!"

Sirius didn't forget Albert's advice, so he stopped talking nonsense and killed Peter directly.

Therefore, he didn't give Peter any chance. He just rushed to kill Peter and used the most powerful spell he knew.

Peter was horrified to find that this former friend seemed to be very powerful, and he was determined to kill himself. He didn't stop a few times before the whole person was bombed out again.

Just as Sirius was preparing to make the final make-up, a terrifying sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart. Under the urging of Fu Ling Ji, the whole person rushed to the side to avoid the forest green light that hit from the right side.

Sirius saw an ugly baby floating in the air, pointing at himself with a magic wand in his hand.

"Voldemort?" Sirius attacked Voldemort directly. UU reading told him instinctively that Voldemort could not hold it anymore. You have become so important in your heart."

"Go to hell, Sirius Black!"

Voldemort stared at Sirius. Although this incident was more helpless, it was definitely a shame for Voldemort. He shook his wand violently, and the whole street suddenly exploded violently.

"Damn it."

Sirius had realized what had happened, and quickly put up the magic shield to protect himself.

After the dust and smoke dissipated, Sirius looked at the big hole in the middle of the street after the explosion. His face was very ugly. Peter Pettigrew escaped and escaped under his nose for more than ten years.

This incident is definitely a shame to Sirius.

He regretted that he hadn't used Avada's Mantra during his sneak attack.