Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 531 Voldemort

Chapter 531 Voldemort

Siren suddenly realized something—why did Alastor Moody want him to examine that wand?

Determining the user's identity by identifying the wands seized is a common task in the daily work of Aurors, and Alastor Moody is very familiar with it.

After all, he had captured half of the prisoners in Azkaban, and one of the procedures for sending people to Azkaban was to use a wand to determine their identity.

When it comes to wands, the first person that comes to mind for everyone is Garrick Ollivander, just like last year's Triwizard Tournament, where he was the one who tested the wands of the champions.

Alastor Moody did this before he retired, and someone as cautious as him, even neurotic, would never suddenly change collaborators.

But it was very strange that he sent Sirius to ask Sirius for help while Garrick Ollivander was still in England.

But Xilun hadn't thought of this at all. In his view, it was just a trivial matter, so he naturally agreed.

But just as he thought of this, everything in front of him suddenly began to spin, as if someone had forcefully pushed him into a working washing machine.

Xiren knew he was Apparating.

The next second, when Xilun felt his feet touch the ground again, the snow-covered path in front of him had disappeared. He was standing in a vast, desolate, misty swamp.

Clearly, this is not the entrance to San Mungo.

Okay, I should have thought of that earlier —

Sirius accepted this fact in a second. He looked up and gazed at Sirius, who was standing in front of him with his arms crossed, looking at him with a mocking expression.

"What, are you surprised—"

"boom!"

A violent explosion interrupted him before he could finish speaking. Amid the explosion, a black-covered book floated silently above Sirius's head.

As the pages were turned, the pale gold magical runes that had been drawn on them were rapidly disappearing.

The Instant Explosion Charm from the Horcrux Codex saved his life in Hogsmeade.

When caught off guard, most people simply cannot react in time—like Antonin Dolokhov.

Unfortunately, this time the opponent was clearly more vigilant.

After the smoke and dust from the explosion were completely dispersed by the wind, there was no one in front of Sirius. Sirius, who had been standing there just moments before, had somehow appeared ten feet away.

"You rude little bastard!" Sirius roared, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace. His left hand hung limply at his sides, blood dripping from his fingers onto the ground. Clearly, he hadn't completely dodged the Explosive Curse.

At the same time, her disguise is gradually disappearing.

First, her entire body convulsed and shrank considerably, her shoulder-length hair rapidly grew longer and curled, and her originally gray pupils turned dark.

She was a witch who bore a striking resemblance to Sirius Black.

Bellatrix Lestrange raised her wand in her right hand and pointed it madly at Siron.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A blinding green light pierced the darkness, but Siron instantly transformed himself into a cat, his shrunken body allowing him to escape the deadly curse.

"Animagus?" Bellatrix stared at the scene in disbelief.

"No, that's not right. It must be human transformation. You're only fifteen years old, how could you possibly learn Animagus—"

Fifteen-year-old Animagus had never even heard of her, let alone seen her.

Before Bellatrix could fully recover from her shock, the black cat that Celen had transformed into nimbly leaped in front of her. Its yellow eyes met her pupils.

Bellatrix's mind went blank for a moment. The yellow pupil seemed to have some kind of special magic, and she felt her body becoming lighter and lighter.

At the same time, Xiren felt his magic surging wildly out of his eyes, and soon he experienced a strong feeling of dizziness.

If this continues, the curse of [Snake Eyes] will definitely kill Bella completely, but he will also fall into a coma due to the depletion of a large amount of magic power.

In this unfamiliar environment, fainting was practically the same as being killed outright. So after a moment, Xiren made a decision: he transformed back into human form and forcibly interrupted the curse effect of [Snake Eyes].

Although Bella was not killed directly at this point, she had already fallen into a petrified state. The black diary flew over again and opened in mid-air.

One more Explosion Curse and Bella is dead; there's no need to take the risk.

However, just as Xilun was about to make his move, a memory from long ago suddenly flashed through his mind.

He had just bought a new crystal ball, and during a get out of class, he saw a prophecy inside it.

In the darkness, two people were standing somewhere, the scene was blurry, it could be a mountaintop or a swamp, just like the current situation.

And then—

Almost instinctively, Xilun instantly changed the trajectory of the [Soul Weapon Codex], and at the same time, his body shrank back into a black cat, leaping to the side in mid-air on the flying diary.

This decision missed the best opportunity to kill Bella, but it also allowed Celen to narrowly escape a fatal curse that flew from behind.

The light from this killing curse was thicker and more dazzling than that released by Bella, illuminating most of the night sky like a searchlight.

"That was fantastic." A hoarse voice came from behind.

"Fifteen-year-old Animagus, keen senses, outstanding reflexes—Siron Ollivander, you are probably the most outstanding young wizard I have ever seen."

In the darkness, a figure stood silently. Tall and thin, like a skeleton, but with a face even paler than a skeleton, eyes that were an eerie crimson, and that signature, snake-like, flat nose with nostrils that were just two thin slits—

The moment he saw the other person's face, Xiren's back was soaked with cold sweat, and his heart began to pound wildly out of control.

Voldemort?

How is that possible!

Siron could hardly believe what he was seeing. Harry had always been at school, and even during holidays he had never left the Burrow. How could Voldemort possibly be resurrected at this time?

Could it be a Death Eater in disguise?

Xilun thought to himself.

But then, Bella, who had recovered from her petrified state, lunged forward and knelt down at Voldemort's feet in front of Siron, almost pressing her entire body to the ground.

"Master—I...I was careless for a moment—I can kill him—please give me another chance—I can definitely kill him—"

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