Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

"Tell me! Are you Harry or Voldemort? If you don't, I have plenty of ways to pry your mouth open!"

Harry woke up, gasping for breath, but besides the concern from Hermione and Ron, he also saw Ivan holding a wrench that was almost as big as his head, threatening him...

"Uh~ I'm fine. And Ivan! Stop it..."

Harry wiped the sweat from his head and gently pushed away the oversized wrench in front of him!

"Are you really Harry? Haven't you been possessed by Voldemort?" Ivan narrowed his eyes slightly, still with doubt in his eyes.

Hearing what Ivan said, Hermione and Ron also became alert and drew their wands.

Harry swallowed. He felt that given the situation today, if he didn't say something, a huge wrench would be put on his head.

"Um... I can prove it, Hermione, you had buck teeth before your third year. Ron, you dreamed of eating chicken legs in your first year, and ended up chewing on your socks all night. And Ivan! When you were in your second year, you were still living in a four-person dormitory, and one day your roommate saw you wearing bear underwear! Do you agree?"

Hermione: (?▼_▼)

Ron: (?▼⊿▼)?

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＼(o □ ol|l)"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? I'm just proving myself, why are you so angry?!"

When Harry saw the three unfriendly faces and the knife that Ivan took out, he was so scared that he jumped up from the stool!

"Stop talking nonsense. Now that you know... Bah! Since you are Voldemort, I can't keep you here today!"

It's been several years, and Ivan never thought that this matter would still leak out. That guy actually broke his promise! When did he tell others about it?

"Wait, Ivan! You just said...you guys? Right? Oh~ maybe I heard it wrong!" Ron reacted and looked at Ivan in disbelief.

"Hehe~ So, Ivan, you're wearing bear underwear~" Hermione sneered.

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"Okay, okay! As expected, you are Voldemort!" Ivan's face turned dark, and he drew the sharp blade in his hand, ready to deal with these three Voldemorts immediately!

"Hey, hey, hey! Are you serious? It's just that I wore bear underwear when I was a child, but you...Okay, okay, I won't say any more!"

When Ron saw Ivan running towards him with a knife in his hand, he quickly shut up, otherwise he was afraid that Ivan would mistake him for Voldemort and kill him first.

After a while of chaos, things finally quieted down. Harry drank a cup of hot milk, regained his energy, and prepared to talk about what he had just seen.

"Voldemort didn't make seven Horcruxes. Including the ones we found, there are only six in total. There is also a snake that has always stayed with Voldemort. There is also the Hufflepuff cup, which was originally placed in Bella's vault. For some reason, one night he suddenly asked Bella to take it back and said he would not put it in Gringotts anymore. Now it is always with him and we can't get it at all."

Regarding the issue of Horcruxes, Harry also felt a little disappointed. No matter where Voldemort hid the Horcruxes, he was sure to steal them. However, Voldemort carried them with him and sent those difficult-to-kill skeletons to guard them. This was a problem!

"Let's wait for him to show up. The only way now is to kill the snake directly on the battlefield. As for the golden cup... wait until Voldemort and the cup are separated, and then we can send someone to steal it. There is no other way now."

After thinking about it, Alvin seemed to think this was the only feasible way.

He had seen Voldemort's skeleton soldiers before. They were no worse than the ghost soldiers in a one-on-one fight. Moreover, the place where the golden cup was placed must be guarded by magic, so the ghost soldiers might not succeed in stealing it.

Moreover, ever since the Shadow Devouring Corps took two bites of Voldemort's shadow last time, the old bald guy invented the spell to hide the shadow and passed it on to his subordinates, making the Shadow Devouring Corps' biggest advantage gone. Otherwise, they could have just sent out a large number of troops to bite the Death Eaters, and there wouldn't have to be so much trouble now.

After all, it's reality, nothing is that easy.

“By the way, I also noticed that Voldemort seemed to be looking for something recently, and he seemed to be preparing to do something with the Golden Cup Horcrux. His condition was not very good, and he was seriously injured. As for his strange behavior, it seemed to be related to his injuries!

I remember Moody said that Mr. Tara was responsible for Voldemort's injury. He was really amazing to be able to injure Voldemort like that! If he is really on the same side as us, then we have someone who can fight him head-on after Dumbledore leaves."

When Harry thought of Voldemort's miserable appearance, he couldn't help feeling happy. What could be more joyful than seeing the miserable appearance of his most hated enemy?

But Voldemort has not died from that injury and is recovering rapidly. The effect of the Horcrux is really terrifying. As long as the Horcrux is not removed, Voldemort will not die no matter how seriously injured he is!

But this Horcrux is really hard to get!

"Voldemort is looking for something, and it's related to his injuries..." Ivan repeated what Harry had just said. His intuition told him that this seemed more important than the Horcrux.

Seeing Ivan deep in thought, Hermione and the other two thought he had noticed something key, so they all fell silent, wanting to see what Ivan could come up with.

Ivan leaned against the velvet backrest of the Blake family's house, looking at the antique ceiling, with silver light flowing in his eyes.

He had not used Zhiming for a long time, fearing that if he used it too much he would be contaminated by unnecessary karma. But this time he felt vaguely uneasy in his heart, so he had to use it again.

Ivan's pupils gradually turned silver, and his mental energy began to be consumed in large quantities. He was looking for the uneasy point in his heart!

The silver light gradually dissipated, and the pictures gradually became clearer...

He saw the battle going on at Hogwarts, he also saw the defenders of Hogwarts fighting bravely, as well as countless dark creatures, those stone pillars, and... monsters!

Wait? Monsters! Monsters are leading the Death Eaters!

Also, old Deng has returned to battle with a bunch of old men and women!

The images began to speed up rapidly, as if someone didn't want him to continue watching, but in the end he still captured a few images!

Death, dissipating dandelions, a dark curtain covering the sky...

The image faded, and Ivan sat up straight.

"So, what did you see!" Harry was eager to know what Alvin saw.

"It's very messy and chaotic, and totally incoherent, but it's certain that the future situation is not going to be good."

Ivan's face was very solemn...

Chapter 515 Voldemort's New Quest

"Go find me something useful, and stop fooling me with these junks, otherwise, I won't give you another chance."

Voldemort was missing half of his face, with a vicious red light flashing in his eyes, staring at his group of Death Eater core members with anger.

If not for the fact that too many people had died recently, he would still need these losers to help him do things, otherwise he really wanted to kill two of them to vent his anger.

"Please calm down, Master, and forgive our incompetence. This is all the information about ancient black magic that our family has collected."

Selwyn stood beneath Voldemort with his head bowed, his voice filled with fear.

"Master, we have taken out all the stock. Although I would like to find more, I really don't have any at home. Perhaps some of them have been lost in history..."

The leader of the Rawl family also explained, fearing that Voldemort would think they were hiding something and give them another green lightning bolt.

"Godfather, this is all the information related to the Dark Arts that our Malfoy family has. If it really doesn't have what you want, then blame me for being incompetent. There is really nothing I can do."

Compared to them, Lucius was more calm. He knew his own advantages, so he was not that afraid.

Lucius glanced at Selwyn and the others as he lowered his head, feeling a little emotional. If he had not held that guy's hand in Gringotts, he would probably be one of the people who were scared as a quail today.

Alas, things in this world are unpredictable.

"You are just incompetent! Since it has appeared before my eyes, it definitely exists! I don't care what method you use, mobilize all the power of your family and find it for me!"

Voldemort swept the ancient scroll in front of him away and roared loudly, which was extremely terrifying with his zombie-like face.

"Master, all magic in this world is closely related to emotions. If you want to find black magic that does not affect your emotions, I'm afraid only the devil can do it."

When the Avery family saw that Voldemort was angry, they still tried to defend themselves in order to save their lives, hoping that Voldemort would calm down and not give them this impossible task.

"Okay, since you said it was the devil's trick, I'll listen to you and find all the people related to the devil and demons for me! I want to ask them in person!"

Voldemort finally found an outlet for his anger, and following Avery's words, he gave them another task.

He would not calm down easily now. The splitting of so many souls had made his mental state abnormal. Added with the practice of too much vicious black magic, both his body and soul were severely eroded.

If it weren't for the Horcrux, he would have been half killed by dark magic before Harry could kill him according to the prophecy.

But it was precisely because of the Horcrux that he dared to practice some black magic that was taboo to others without restraint.

Now, seeing this bunch of useless people who couldn't do anything, Voldemort was getting angry. He waved his hand and told them to get back to work. He wanted to be alone for some time.

Ever since that day, when he tasted Tara's final horrific blow, he has been craving for that kind of black magic!

Everything he did today was to be above everything else. He would not allow any power in this world that he could not control. Since that red-faced monster could do it, he wanted it too!

Only when he has mastered that kind of power, or a stronger power, and killed that red-faced monster, can he calm down. Otherwise, he will never be at peace.

"Devil, demon, indeed. His methods are indeed like those of a demon."

Recalling the thunder giant that tore apart the clouds, and the dark demon that almost killed him in the end, Voldemort couldn't help but sigh.

Such a powerful force should be in his hands!

……

A group of Death Eaters ran out of Voldemort's house in a panic, each of them looking sad and miserable, and their expressions were uglier than if their father had died.

"Hey~ What's this? Where can we find black magic that won't affect people?"

"That's right. He also needs to find something to talk to the devil. He wants to talk to the devil himself. Can that thing listen to people?"

"You dare to fool around like this? There's nothing to find. This is really... "

"Hey, Lucius, aren't you closer to the adults than we are? Why don't you speak for us and ask the adults to give up this unrealistic idea, okay?"

Lucius stopped in his tracks when he heard this and looked at the bastard as if he were an idiot.

"Didn't you hear that I was also called a waste? And didn't I also have a part in this mission? Also, how do you think that I am so important in the master's heart that I can make him change his mind?

Go and persuade the adults to give up his idea. Do you think I have lived too long, or do you think I have lived enough and want to die?"

Lucius responded without any politeness. He really didn't understand the way these guys were thinking.

"Well! I just said that, just to vent my complaints."

Seeing that Lucius was about to get angry, the man quickly smiled apologetically. He also realized how outrageous his words were.

"Okay Lucius, don't embarrass him. Let's think about how we can handle the mission from our master."

Selwyn came out to smooth things over, but the most important task now was to deal with Voldemort.

"Alas~ What else can we do? We can just give him whatever he wants. Then we can find everything in this world and put it in front of him. Even if he doesn't have what he wants, there's nothing we can do about it. We can't do anything about it! I hope he doesn't take his anger out on us."

Lucius also sighed. He felt very embarrassed. This old guy was really hard to deal with. He was like a lunatic every day. He did whatever he wanted!

There's nothing they can do about it. They can't fight back now. They have to do their best to survive. They just hope that he won't be the scapegoat.

"Okay, I'll go look for it at home and see if there's any record of summoning demons in those psychic magics. My Lord wants to ask in person, so we'll find it for him."

Selwyn shook his head and resigned himself to his fate. Since Voldemort had asked for it, they would do as he asked.

Summoning demons and devils, it seems like we've all heard of such stories before. Maybe it was made up by a wizard, a spiritual ritual~ This magic still exists now, but it's rarely used. If you look for ways to communicate with demons, you might be able to find it.

As long as I can get through to Voldemort, that's enough.