Hogwarts: Wizards of Eternity.

Chapter 81 Voldemort's Cosmic Drift
As one of the twenty-eight holy families of pure-blood and also a British aristocracy, the Malfoy family's living environment is so luxurious that it is completely incomparable to that of their old rivals the Weasley family living in the Burrow.

The Weasley family also runs a department within the Ministry of Magic and has considerable power, but they are still inferior to the Malfoy family in terms of level.

As the head of such an ancient and powerful family, Lucius Malfoy should have been happy and carefree every day, squandering his wealth and enjoying the beauty of life.

But the reality is not like this at all.

The seemingly powerful Malfoy family has always been facing a major crisis.

Purebloods and Muggles.

Anyone can see that as the Muggle population has increased from less than a billion to several billion in recent centuries, the number of Muggle wizards is bound to explode.

The gradual decline of pure-blood families will become inevitable under the pressure of the general trend. The old order will be broken and a new order will come.

Even without talking about things between wizards, the technological development of Muggles is also a frowning trend.

Faced with this situation, the Malfoy family struggled... and then tragically stood on the wrong side.

Lucius was almost captured and sent to Azkaban along with many Death Eaters.

After the Voldemort incident, Lucius learned his lesson and decided to change sides, but his son who came home at Christmas told him bad news: his plan to have a good relationship with the savior was messed up.

To make matters worse, bad news came one after another.

Looking at Dumbledore in front of him, Lucius felt desperate.

...In the end, Dumbledore refused Roger's request to go with him, and he came alone.

He would not let a child do such a dirty job that might involve coercion and other things, even if the other party was willing.

"I……"

As soon as Dumbledore uttered the first word, Lucius rushed to say, "Principal Dumbledore, I was forced to do this!"

Ok?
Dumbledore was stunned by Lucius's performance.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have done that, but I didn't dare to resist at all. You know, he was a mysterious man!" As Lucius spoke, his face was full of regret and his voice was a little choked.

His long light blond hair now looked a little dry and yellow, and his cold grey eyes, which often showed arrogance, were now quite dim, just like his excuse when he was facing trial and claimed that he was controlled by Voldemort with the Imperius Curse and thus became a Death Eater.

Lucius didn't want this to happen, but he had no choice. From the internal files of the Ministry of Magic and his son's oral account, he already knew clearly how terrifying the little prophet was. He also knew that Roger had a good relationship with Dumbledore.

This made him give up wasting time on futile struggles and directly play the sympathy card.

He believed that in front of Dumbledore, as long as he was not doing evil intentionally, he would always have a chance of survival.

This time, he won't stand on the wrong side again.

"...What did you do?" Dumbledore had a bad feeling.

"The diary is no longer with me." Lucius murmured.

really!

"When did this happen?!"

"Early January."

Dumbledore remained silent after getting the answer.

It was at the end of December that he met Grindelwald and learned about the diary.

in case……

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"did not find?"

"I was a step too slow, and now the diary is in Voldemort's hands."

"Oh, I see." Roger didn't care much about the destruction of the diary. After all, neither Voldemort nor young Tom Riddle was a threat in his eyes.

Voldemort will achieve greater growth, so won’t he and Dumbledore grow as well?
"Do you want to continue chasing?" Although Roger was not very good at predicting things other than premonitions of crises, he now had the time theater spell, so it was not difficult to track someone.

Dumbledore shook his head.

Tom Riddle was a difficult opponent, but that was for ordinary people.

Compared to Tom, the little prophet in front of him and the other prophet in prison are more troublesome!

After all, the message of 'Voldemort must not get his hands on the diary'...

From the perspective of the present time, the more Dumbledore recalled, the more he felt that something was not quite right.

"I have something more important to do right now than chasing Voldemort."

"I want to go to Austria again!" There are some things that Dumbledore wants to clarify with Grindelwald!
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At the same time as Dumbledore set off, on the other side of the world.

“I can only get these back…” Voldemort, who was wearing a black robe, holding a crown in one hand, a notebook in the other, and a ring on his finger, murmured softly after changing his parasitic object.

Unlike his original fate, he did not suffer secondary damage from the magic of love, but instead voluntarily sacrificed Quirrell and ran away.

Because of the sacrifice, his condition was much better than his original fate. After escaping from Hogwarts, he quickly completed the new parasitism.

Although it was humiliating for Voldemort to be beaten up by Roger using the power of prophecy in these two months, it was actually very beneficial to him.

After being beaten to a pulp, Voldemort's originally almost crazy will was suppressed a lot, and he began to think calmly for a while.

While at school, he reflected on his past path and the new possibility presented by Roger.

While thinking about his future, Voldemort was absolutely sure that he was no match for the little prophet. With the prophet's foresight, he should be able to easily find all the Horcruxes he had hidden, as long as he was willing...

A chilling feeling passed through my soul.

But Voldemort was unwilling to admit defeat. Even if his opponent was terribly powerful, Voldemort would never surrender!

Voldemort doesn't believe that anyone can always be victorious, and doesn't believe that anyone can be invincible forever!

No matter how powerful a person is, there is always a way to defeat him.

Of course, Voldemort did not just use the method of spiritual victory to fantasize. As a practical man, he had already started his new plan.

The first step is that since the other party is a prophet, hiding the Horcrux is meaningless.

Playing hide and seek with the Prophet? It was the stupidest game Voldemort had ever heard of.

He began to collect his Horcruxes again. Fortunately, the location of the Horcruxes had not been moved. Except for a few that were inconvenient to take, Voldemort recovered all of his Horcruxes.

Step 2: How to play hide-and-seek with a 'hide-and-seek master'?
The answer is not to play in the first place. Voldemort wants to play... a racing game instead!
"Master." The Muggle, whose mind was controlled by the spell, bowed his head to Voldemort.

"Your satellite is ready to launch at any time."

Voldemort held up the diadem of Ravenclaw: "I understand."

Voldemort wants to exile this Horcrux into the deep space. With the help of the second cosmic speed, it will continue to drift in the universe.

Not even Voldemort knew where it would drift to.

Maybe this Horcrux is useless, but maybe...

It will be my last ray of light!
After arranging the tiara, Voldemort turned his attention to the diary and the ring.

Diary... Voldemort hesitated.

But Voldemort had already figured out where the ring should go.

Roger once discussed time issues with himself. Until now, Voldemort has not figured out how to defend himself if someone attacks his timeline.

But he had another idea.

As the saying goes, if you can't solve the problem, you can solve the person who raised the problem!
I will go directly to the Department of Mysteries and destroy all the research materials on time magic. If someone wants to study it, I will continue to destroy it... This may not be a solution.

And Voldemort's arrangement of the ring was also included in this action.

"Time magic, can it only go back to the past?"

Is there a possibility that it can also turn into a one-way ticket to the future?

Voldemort planned to look through their research materials when he had the ability to raid the Department of Mysteries in the future. If it worked, he would throw the Resurrection Stone Horcrux into the future, preferably tens of thousands of years later... Could that little prophet really live for tens of thousands of years?

Finally…how to deal with Roger.

Voldemort thought about it and thought that there was only one way that might have a chance of success.

At Hogwarts, in order to win the Philosopher's Stone game with Roger and crack his prophetic power, Voldemort once frantically searched for information in the Hogwarts library. During this process, he saw a book.

"Fate's Noise"

But... do I really want to do that?
Recalling the contents about the prophet in the book Noise of Fate, the conflicted Voldemort could not help but look down at his old diary.

...If I were younger, what would I choose?

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After more than half a month, Dumbledore came to Nurmengard Castle again, and his mood was completely different from last time.

Just like last time, I could feel the gazes directed at me even before I got close.

Looking up, Grindelwald was waiting for him there as always.

He was dressed neatly, with neat hair and beard, and it was obvious that he knew I was coming.

"Grindelwald! Are you plotting against me?" Without any politeness, Dumbledore went straight to the point and asked loudly.

Dumbledore had experienced being plotted against before, but he usually wouldn't get angry. But if the person plotting against him was Grindelwald...

His fierce eyes showed that he was not at peace inside.

"Calculation? That's too harsh of you to say." Grindelwald smiled calmly.

"I told you so. Ask the little prophet and you will know my answer."

"I think you know my answer now."

Grindelwald's questions were never directed to the little prophet.

Given Roger's unabashed style of doing things, didn't Grindelwald know how Roger would respond?

His question, from the very beginning, was directed to Dumbledore!

Dumbledore, do you want me to go out?

Your answer determines my answer!

"Of course, this is just my answer and it doesn't determine anything."

"Albus Dumbledore, you still have a chance to change. Don't lie, don't cover up. Tell me, a change that hasn't happened in a thousand years is about to come. Will you continue to imprison me?" Grindelwald asked with a smile, standing on a high place, with his arms open.

He was clearly the prisoner, but a terrifying aura surged out of him!

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