"They found me, hoping to get my help, and I also needed their help to help me recover my strength. This is a mutually beneficial thing," Lord Voldemort said softly. "I agreed to their request, and we used magic to form an alliance. They provided me with a person to possess, a large amount of unicorn blood, and a potion made with my dear Nagini's venom. This made me slightly stronger. "
The person that Lord Voldemort was talking about was the vampire that Elwyn killed in the Fallen Centaur Ruins.
Unicorn blood and Nagini's venom. So that's how he recovered his strength.
Elwyn glanced at the giant snake, wondering if he could take this chance to get rid of it.
This snake was one of Lord Voldemort's Soul Vessels, and the one closest to him. Usually, it was hard to find a chance to attack it.
As long as he acted naturally later, he would not arouse any suspicion.
"After getting the vampire's help, the first thing I thought of was to use today's magic to resurrect. However, after a long period of lurking, I found out from the animals that there was a centaur ruin deep in the Albanian forest. They did not dare to go near it, as there was an ancient and powerful evil force there. It could help me return quickly, and even become stronger."
"We devised a plan to use greed to attract those idiots to the place, and offer their flesh and blood to the ancient creature, awakening it from its slumber. I was about to succeed, but Dumbledore stopped me again. There was also Sirius Blake and a student called Elwyn Mason. They ruined my plan together, and I could only escape with a part of the ancient creature. I did not even care about my new body, and I even gave up on the Sorcerer's Stone that was within my reach, and that unimaginable power! "
Lord Voldemort's voice was filled with intense hatred, and more and more Death Eaters felt uneasy. They did not know what the new Sorcerer's Stone, the ancient evil creature, and the unimaginable power meant, but this did not stop them from feeling Lord Voldemort's anger.
"My resurrection wasn't easy, was it?!" Lord Voldemort said, looking around at the Death Eaters. "So, I only had one choice left. When I was collecting flesh and blood to summon that ancient evil creature, the group of vampires brought me Bertha Jorkins, a witch from the Ministry of Magic. I got a lot of information from this Bertha Jorkins. Yes, with a little persuasion, she gave me a lot of information. "
"She told me that Hogwarts would be holding a trifecta this year. She also said that she knew of a loyal Death Eater. As long as I could get in touch with him, he would be willing to help me. She told me many things, but the method I used to break the forgetting spell on her was too powerful. By the time I had extracted all the useful information from her, her mind and body were beyond recovery. She had already served her purpose, and I could no longer possess her, so I disposed of her. "
A terrifying smile appeared on Lord Voldemort's face, and his red eyes became empty, cold, and emotionless.
"I've chosen a new Vampire to possess. He's Durand, who's standing in front of you. He's a guy who's been abandoned by his people. The fate of the unlucky guy who was possessed by me made him afraid. He was not satisfied, but I could help him. I wouldn't sacrifice him easily. I gave him what he wanted, but the premise was that he had to be loyal to me, and completely submit to me! " The terrifying smile on Voldemort's face became more and more obvious, and even more awe-inspiring. "Now, look at how well fate has taken care of Voldemort. This guy stole a lot of valuable texts from his family and offered them to me. These came from the research materials personally recorded by my great ancestor, Salazar Slater, a thousand years ago. I don't deny that he might not have known the value of these things, but I recognized them. These are wonderful gifts that I could never have dreamed of. I found the right way to use the power of that ancient creature, what my great ancestor had done. That great power will eventually belong to me, to the great Lord Voldemort. I will take a step forward on the path of immortality! "
Elwyn looked at Lord Voldemort in surprise. The more he listened to these secrets, the more he felt that something was wrong.
He was not in a hurry to leave. He wanted to find out what Lord Voldemort had obtained from the Slytherin family. Salazar Slytherin's research notes, the correct way to use the power of an evil god, and to take a step forward on the path of conquering death.
Furthermore, what could be more effective than crafting a Soul Armament to take another step on the path of conquering death?!
That Keresis fellow, he didn't reveal this important information. Perhaps he didn't know either.
Lord Voldemort mentioned that the documents and research materials were stolen by the vampire named Durand.
Keresis was probably still expecting Lord Voldemort's help, but he didn't expect that it would be even more troublesome.
He thought that his people might betray him, but the situation was worse than he had imagined.
Fortunately, Lord Voldemort's soul had split again and again, which lowered his IQ, and he was arrogant enough to say these things in front of everyone.
Otherwise, Elwyn and the others would have been kept in the dark and would have been very passive.
"I left Durand's body. I needed a strong servant like him. Although he was a lousy wizard and an unqualified vampire, he could carry out my instructions and help me obtain a weak body. I could do everything I needed to do in this body. I studied the notes left by my ancestor and the ancient creature.
"As my research progressed, I gradually found a way!" Lord Voldemort said, his red eyes looking at Nagini, who was still moving in circles. "I tried to control its power, but I failed! Then, I understood that I had to lower my sights a little. Only by restoring my original body, my original strength, can I pursue immortality again, to pursue even greater strength! "
"I knew that to do this, I needed three powerful primers to make the magic potion that brought me back to life today. This is an ancient black magic. One of them is right in front of you, isn't it, Durand's servant's flesh? "
"Those vampires had already retrieved my father's bones for me. Those idiots originally wanted me to resurrect in the forest of Albania!" Lord Voldemort paused. "The last primer, the blood of my enemies. They suggested that I use the blood of any wizard, any wizard who hates me, because so many people still hate me. I rejected them. I knew that if I wanted to resurrect and become stronger than before I failed, I needed the blood of Harry Potter. I needed the blood of the man who made me lose my magic 13 years ago, because the protection his mother left in him would also be in my blood! "
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