Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

Isabel had already agreed to let him join the Death Eaters, but when he arrived at the Death Eaters' camp, there were only three or five people, and their strengths varied greatly.

Most importantly, none of the Death Eaters who were his heroes are now under his command.

Even Voldemort, who was usually shameless, felt a little ashamed.

Too shameful!

The employees he finally managed to recruit couldn't demonstrate the power of the Death Eaters to him.

"Shall we go now, or will you give me an address?" Isabel repeated.

However, at this point, Isabel already felt a sense of contempt.

How come Voldemort is doing so poorly?

Wasn't it said that Voldemort was the most powerful dark wizard in the wizarding world? Wasn't it said that Voldemort had many powerful Death Eaters under his command?

Why does it seem that Tom's camp is stronger now?

Even without revealing the powerful figures behind Tom.

Tom's current roster is quite impressive, even luxurious.

With a giant dragon and a basilisk, plus him and Misha, they seem to have a much brighter future than Voldemort's side.

"How many powerful wizards are there among the Death Eaters now?" Isabel didn't bother arguing with Voldemort and went straight to the point.

"Uh……"

Voldemort thought about it seriously for a while and realized that there really weren't many powerful wizards.

Currently, the most powerful person in their camp seems to be themselves.

However, it seems unlikely that he would have a chance to fight Tom, not only because Tom is too powerful now, but also because he has not been fully resurrected.

His abilities are still incomplete to this day.

"How about I come back to see you tomorrow?" Voldemort asked tentatively, observing Isabel's expression as he spoke, trying to see if the young woman showed any displeasure.

"Do we really have to wait until tomorrow? Can't we do it now?"

"Now... that's fine too, but don't you need to attend classes?"

Knowing your personality, I imagine you rarely skipped classes at Hogwarts.

Isabel doesn't skip classes much, mainly because Tom told her before that she must abide by the rules of Hogwarts.

At the time, Isabel was worried that if she was caught skipping school, the Ministry of Magic would come after her.

She wasn't worried about how embarrassing it would be for her, but rather that Tom would be implicated.

But now Isabel no longer needs to fear the Ministry of Magic. With Tom's help, the people at the Ministry of Magic won't dare to challenge them anytime soon.

“Now…” Voldemort scratched his bald head, thought for a moment, and gave Isabel his answer, “Now is fine too, I’ll take you there.”

Voldemort reached out to touch Isabel's shoulder, but Isabel dodged him.

He didn't know if Voldemort had any other tricks up his sleeve. Perhaps he'd seduced her after touching his shoulder; who knew?

"Don't be so wary. I just want to use the Displacement Charm. It's quite a distance from here to our camp. It would take a long time to walk there."

Isabel shook her head: "I don't like the Apparition Charm. Every time I use it, I feel dizzy."

Voldemort gave a wry smile: "It's normal to experience this at first if you haven't used the Apparition Charm before. Once you get used to it a few times, it won't happen again."

“But I just don’t like it.” Isabel still didn’t agree to Voldemort’s request, and instead rejected him very decisively.

"Then... could you tell Tom that we'll use Tom's Garo to take us there?"

Isabel shook her head again: "Don't bother Galahad with such a trivial matter. Tom doesn't want us to use his dragon for this kind of thing either."

Voldemort felt cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

This isn't just finding a Death Eater member; it's like bringing back a living father.

The key point is that he still has to listen to this living father.

If you were to walk from Hogwarts to their Death Eater territory, it wouldn't be a matter of just an hour or two.

And there's another very important issue: Voldemort is a universally hated figure in the wizarding world, and for him to walk openly with Misha on the street would attract too much attention.

However, since it was a butterfly he had invited, Voldemort couldn't do anything about it.

He comforted himself inwardly, then said to Isabel, "I'll leave Hogwarts first and wait for you at the school gate."

"Aren't you coming out with me?" Isabel asked Voldemort.

This question stumped Voldemort, and he didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

You, Isabel, are a student at Hogwarts. You can walk around Hogwarts openly and swagger about.

But I'm not!

I am Voldemort, hated by everyone. If I appear at school and come into the sight of other students, Dumbledore, that old fox, will be coming after me in less than 5 minutes!

"Forget it, forget it, you coward." Isabel waved her hand and glanced at Voldemort with disdain. "You can wait for me outside. So all Death Eaters are cowards like this?"

"People like you, dreaming of dominating the magical world, are truly delusional."

This really ignited Voldemort's anger.

Those fourteen disciples are not cowards!

"Wait for me! What's wrong with me leaving Hogwarts with you?"

With that, Voldemort walked toward the toilet.

She had been in the toilet for less than a minute when Voldemort reappeared in front of Isabel, looking completely different.

Hair grew on his bald head, and a nose appeared; he was no longer the ugly monster he used to be.

Isabel looked at the man in front of her and had a vague feeling that she had seen him before.

"Never seen this before? This stuff is called a compound decoction." Voldemort said smugly, starting to show off.

Isabelle, a first-year student, certainly had never encountered such a difficult potion before.

Their current research on potions is probably still at a very basic, rudimentary level, while Polyjuice Potion is a high-level, master-level potion.

"Is this potion very powerful?" Isabel frowned and asked Voldemort.

"Of course, to refine this kind of potion, you must have a skilled technique. I paid a high price when I bought this bottle of potion."

Moreover, Polyjuice Potion is often a rare commodity with a high price tag but no market availability. In the wizarding world, there are very few people who can perfectly concoct Polyjuice Potion.” Voldemort said this with a hint of pride.

"This is the foundation of us Death Eaters; even high-level magic like Polyjuice Potion, we have the resources to buy it."

You're only a first-year student now, and your understanding of Potions isn't deep enough yet. As you learn more in the future, you'll understand just how precious Polyjuice Potion is.

Then you'll find that there's almost nothing we Death Eaters can't do.

Isabel glanced speechlessly at Voldemort, who was still showing off. He reached into his pocket, rummaged around for a moment, and then pulled out a bottle of potion.

The color of that potion was almost identical to the one Voldemort had just drunk.

Voldemort stared at what Isabel was holding, his smile instantly freezing. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"Is this Polyjuice Potion in your hand?" Voldemort's voice was hoarse with disbelief.

"Yes." Isabel did not hide anything.

"Where did you buy this? This potion costs at least 300 Galleons!"

Although the compound decoction was relatively inexpensive before, it suddenly went up in price recently. Where would a student like you get so many gallons?

Isabel looked at Voldemort in disbelief as he pointed to the potion in his hand: "This little thing costs 300 Galleons?"

When I first refined it, my teacher told me that the compound decoction seemed very valuable, but it wasn't actually that valuable, since it wasn't difficult to refine.

He also said that Tom only tried it twice before he was able to skillfully brew polysaccharides, and he even thought I was slow.

Voldemort: "..."

How come these two siblings are both such freaks?

Tom, on the other hand, his talent is terrifying. He was able to master the art of concocting Polyjuice Potion in just two tries. You wouldn't even dare to write something like that in a science fiction novel set in the wizarding world.

"You can concoct Polyjuice Potion?" Voldemort asked Isabel in surprise. "What's your success rate?"

Isabel held up one finger.

"A 10% success rate? Don't worry, such a high success rate is quite good for your age. Once you join the Death Eaters, we will purchase a large amount of materials for you, and you can practice making Polyjuice Potion here."

Isabel rolled her eyes and said dismissively, "What do you mean, 10%?"

No matter what kind of potion it is, even if you try to make it yourself without looking at the recipe, you should at least have a 50% success rate. A 10% success rate? What kind of incompetent person could make that? Isn't this just a pure waste of potion-making materials?

My success rate in preparing compound decoctions is 100%.

Since I successfully concocted the compound decoction for the first time, I have never made a mistake.

Voldemort gaped, unable to believe what the girl in front of him was saying.

You mean you, a first-year student, were able to concoct Polyjuice Potion with 100% accuracy without having had almost no exposure to potions?

Are magical creations really this powerful?

Voldemort suddenly realized that his Horcruxes were nothing compared to Isabel's!

He also needs to find time to research a magical artifact for himself!

"Isabel, I have something to discuss with you..." Voldemort rubbed his hands together, looking at Isabel with a hint of ingratiation, "Could you help us brew more Polyjuice Potion in the future? I'll buy each bottle from you at a price of 700 gallons!"

Chapter 157 Death Eater Isabel

When Voldemort learned that Isabel could brew the perfect Polyjuice Potion, he realized that this child was no mere pretty face.

Whose vase could be so proficient in compound decoction at such a young age!

"If you're not satisfied with this price, I can raise it a bit more."

Voldemort is really trying to win Isabel over this time.

Someone who can concoct potions with 100% accuracy is at least a potion master.

At such a young age, Isabel has already proven her abilities by becoming a Potions Master.