Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 456, Section 451: Tom Inherits Voldemort's Will

Ultimately, Harry got the bottle of Felix Felicis. His Hellfire Potion was the best besides Dudley's, while Hermione's was slightly inferior to the others. If the topic hadn't been Hellfire Potion, but rather Polyjuice Potion or Shrinking Potion, Hermione would have achieved an overwhelming victory.

In contrast to Slughorn's cheerful mood, Snape was having a very unpleasant time.

Although he got the coveted Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship, he wasn't happy at all after the first class; to be precise, he couldn't be happy.

Teaching people how to defend against black magic was not as interesting as he had imagined.

The main reason is that the overall teaching level of Hogwarts is far beyond the normal level, making it very difficult for Snape to teach.

This difficulty reached its peak, especially when he was teaching sixth graders on Fridays; he simply didn't know what to teach them.

If it were another grade, they could at least be taught a Guardian Angel spell or something, but that wouldn't work for sixth graders. They already know what they're supposed to know, and if they can't learn something, no matter how much he teaches them, they still won't learn it. This magic is too dependent on talent.

It's hard to imagine that he's an adult wizard, and a wizard with considerable dueling skills, belonging to the high-end fighting force among the Death Eaters. Now, facing a group of seventeen-year-old kids who haven't even graduated yet, he doesn't know what to teach them. This is absurd; even novels wouldn't dare to write something like this.

But that's what it is.

Black magic?

they will.

Dark magic creature?

I've basically learned them all once.

Their counter-curse techniques are incredibly sophisticated.

Snape couldn't possibly teach them potions, could he?

Although the Defense Against the Dark Arts course did not prohibit teaching potion knowledge, Snape did not want to become the laughing stock of all Hogwarts.

How skilled are the young wizards who have been baptized by Grindelwald?

It's at least much taller than that of a typical adult wizard.

If the teacher teaches quickly but the students learn slowly, it's because the students are too stupid.

If the teacher teaches slowly and the students learn slowly, it's because the teacher's level is not high enough.

The ideal situation is when teachers teach quickly and students learn quickly.

If students know everything before the teacher has even taught it, that's simply absurd, because the teacher's existence becomes meaningless.

Snape is now in that final situation.

Even the Hufflepuffs, who were generally considered mediocre by all the teachers and students, had very solid basic skills.

The result was that Snape felt absolutely no sense of accomplishment.

So Snape decided to jump straight into practical lessons, even though it was tiring, at least there was something to teach.

The situation in the European magical world is unpredictable. Under the command of the Death Eaters, an army composed of various dark creatures has completely conquered Bulgaria.

With control of two countries, the Death Eaters are now more powerful than ever before.

However, Voldemort himself was not happy.

Besides the fact that old man Dumbledore didn't die, there's another important reason.

Almost everyone he met treated him like someone else.

"The evil dark wizard gathered the remaining followers of 'that person' and inherited 'that person's' will. He also intends to rule the world with fear. That wizard may be even more terrifying than the former Dark Lord. Of course, he also calls himself the Dark Lord."

This wasn't the first time Voldemort had heard such a claim.

This claim had already spread throughout the wizarding world by the time the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic was occupied.

"I am the Dark Lord, I am Voldemort!"

A flash of anger crossed Voldemort's face, but he quickly masked it.

This wasn't the first time he'd been angry about this; in the beginning, he'd even executed several dark wizards who had been gossiping behind his back.

But no matter how much Voldemort emphasized it, the wizards seemed convinced that he was someone else.

No matter how brutal or terrifying he was, people only saw him as the second Voldemort, a fanatical imitator of Voldemort.

Am I my second generation?

Am I my heir?

Did I carry on my legacy?

Absurd! Ridiculous! Damn it!

"I'm not dead yet!"

Voldemort couldn't help but curse whenever he heard such news.

What he said isn't quite right. Strictly speaking, he was actually dead, but not completely dead; he did die once.

However, Voldemort was in a fit of anger, and no one was going to correct him.

"The Daily Prophet! The Daily Prophet! It's all that Dursley brat's trick."

With a flick of his finger, Voldemort tore the newspaper in front of him to shreds.

With Voldemort's intelligence, finding out who the real mastermind behind the Daily Prophet would be would be an incredibly simple matter.

Moreover, Dudley has never hidden it; since he acquired the Daily Prophet, these are all public facts.

"And that guy who impersonated Fudge, I won't let a single one of them get away with it when I return to England."

A dangerous glint flashed in Voldemort's eyes: "I will torture them to death in the cruelest way possible, turn their bodies into Infernals, and incinerate their souls with Fiendfyre."

Dumbledore's death was delayed. He looked like he was about to die, but after more than half a year, nothing had happened to him. Voldemort's patience was about to run out.

So he came up with a plan.

Since you won't die, then I'll make you die.

"Crawb, Goyle (the father of Draco's two henchmen)! Bring them to see me."

Summoned by Voldemort, old Goyle and old Crabbe rushed over. Although they were also purebloods, the difference in their status and their mediocre abilities meant that they were just followers of Lucius, just as their child was Draco's follower.

Fortunately, Lucius was usually quite nice to both families.

The moment Old Goyle and Old Crabbe saw Voldemort, they obediently prostrated themselves at his feet.

Voldemort was very pleased with this attitude.

He particularly admired the behavior of his servants prostrating themselves at his feet, believing it represented loyalty.

However, he did not realize that kneeling and loyalty were not necessarily related. Most people were just afraid of his power, and once a person had been kneeling for a long time, it was difficult for them to stand up again. This is why there were so many traitors among the Death Eaters.

They've long since lost their backbone after being trained by Voldemort.

Expecting them to fight to the death? You'd be better off hoping for a piece of char siu.

"Your child did a very good job last time."

The "last time" here refers to obtaining Harry's blood.

"I admire talent, especially outstanding talent, so I have new tasks to assign to them."

Voldemort's words startled old Goyle and old Crabbe. The last incident had already terrified them, and now this was happening again?

"If they do this for me, I will personally bestow upon them the mark of the Death Eaters."

(End of this chapter)