"Perhaps we are actually traveling together."
The words that broke the silence at the moment suddenly set off a huge wave. A smile appeared on Voldemort's lips, and Harry, who was facing him, also had a smile belonging to the little devil on his face.
The two things that didn't look like good things looked at each other affectionately, but soon, the smile on Harry's face faded.
"But what capital do you have to be my teacher?"
"Just because you call yourself the Dark Lord? Come up with something real. This ridiculous thing means nothing."
The unabashed disdain and contempt made Voldemort's face darken, but Harry's words after that almost made him unable to keep his expression straight.
"You seem smug about this?"
"Oh, yes, the Dark Lord is so amazing. It took you two and a half years to finally become famous in England. People are talking about their fear of you, spreading your cruelty, and your power. You can do whatever you want.”
"But actually."
"There are only three thousand resident wizards in England. These three thousand people refer to wizards settled in England, employees of the Ministry of Magic, members of pure-blood families, shopkeepers and their employees."
"They are so powerful. All of them are legendary wizards who can capture the fire dragon alive. Any handyman can shoot the head of the fire dragon with a spell."
"So, after recruiting werewolves, giants, vampires, dementors and many other dark creatures, the Dark Lord created an army of Inferi and formed his invincible dark army. Surrounded by countless pure-blood families, he finally After spending two and a half years, I successfully made a name for myself.”
"However, it is a pity that our invincible Dark Lord and his army could not even capture the Ministry of Magic."
"After all, any handyman can shoot the head of a fire dragon at will. There are as many as three hundred Aurors in the Ministry of Magic. This group of professional violent agency members trained by the Ministry of Magic, any one of them will definitely be a half-man who can single-handedly destroy a city. God is a strong man, right?”
"What a shocking confrontation! My powerful Lord Dark Lord, you and your invincible army are actually able to brew such a dark legend in such a terrible country, making everyone fear your name!"
"What a great saga, right?!"
This bloody fact is more profound and sharp than any irony. Voldemort, who was stabbed like a hedgehog by the barbed javelin and spear, staggered back half a step. It seemed that at this moment, he suddenly came back to his senses.
The coldness on Harry's face grew stronger.
"Who do you think you are, and who do you think the Dark Lord is?"
"You're just a clown. In two and a half years, you haven't even been able to occupy a small country like England. There are only three hundred Aurors in total, and less than one-tenth of them dare to fight you to the death. Do you know them all? Don’t mention the Order of the Phoenix to me. How many people are there in Dumbledore’s bullshit society? Twenty? Thirty?”
"It's a miracle that these people can stop you for more than two years!"
"Did you become a complete waste in your mother's womb?"
"Grindelwald founded the Wiccan Party, which shook most of Europe and even invaded half of North America! How long did it take him? How big a deal did he do?"
"If he hadn't given up in the end, a quarter of the magical world would have been overturned by him alone!"
"This is the dark wizard! This is the idol that can be praised and worshiped!"
"You are an idiot who has been practicing for two and a half years and still can't make a complete fart. How can you have the courage to call yourself the Dark Lord and be so complacent about it?"
"How many wizards in England account for the total number of wizards in the wizarding world? Less than one percent! I just went to the Soviet Union a few months ago, and they have up to 17,000 standing Aurors, not counting those who can be used at any time. The reserve members who participated in the war, they slaughtered the wizarding world of England ten times in one day and still had some leftover."
"Just now you tell me that you will take me to rule the world and lead me to some kind of immortality. I'm afraid you are thinking nonsense!"
"You know, this is what you are in my eyes."
Harry made a gesture that made people from a certain universe furious, and Voldemort, whose face was black and white, turned completely black.
"A mere village-level terrorist, a weakling who didn't even defeat the village committee."
"You want me to believe you? Can you do it, little dog?"
Harry's merciless sarcasm, which showed his chaotic and evil side, not only confirmed that he was the chaotic and evil side, but also dealt a heavy blow to Voldemort's original arrogance.
"Come on, say it to me loudly now. Just say it to me again with the confidence you just showed."
"That's it. 'There needs to be someone at the top to help me.' That's right!"
"Yes! Tell me again where you stand? What top? Help who? Help me?"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
The same evil smile as Grindelwald was reproduced on Harry's face. Although he had only seen it once, Harry perfectly restored Grindelwald's demeanor at this time, which was extremely lethal and extremely insulting.
Harry was very happy to have accomplished the feat of shitting on Voldemort's head. Seeing the ever-changing and distorted expressions on this guy's face, Harry felt as if he had enjoyed a popsicle in the dog days of summer. The heart is soaring.
"Why, after the truth was thrown in your face, you were speechless?"
"Since your achievements are not worth mentioning, then don't fool me with the Dark Lord and greatness. You have exaggerated yourself so much about all the real things. You can't rely on just one mouth, right? "
"Otherwise, I'll ask and you answer. If it satisfies me, I'll give you a chance, Xiao Fu."
"If you don't speak, you will acquiesce. Let's start now."
A wave of explosive killings completely disrupted Voldemort's rhythm. Harry took over the control of discourse at this moment. There were many things in Voldemort that were worthy of him, and now, the opportunity was great.
"Although I have never met my mother, from what you say, she is very powerful, so let's talk about her."
Harry, who didn't know the plot of this world, was very interested in people who betrayed his parents. Although Sirius had gone in, Snape didn't seem to be the leaker.
Snape answered almost all of Harry's questions. As Harry's godfather, he completely regarded Harry as his own son. When he mentioned his mother Lily, Snape only had a nostalgic tenderness in his eyes. , there was regret and pain in his eyes, but there was no guilt of betrayal.
On the contrary, when he occasionally mentioned Harry's other godfather, Sirius Black, Snape's eyes were not only full of disgust, but also a trace of unforgettable hatred, a hatred that could not be fully described after killing him.
There is a high chance that Snape was not the one who told Voldemort the prophecy, because Voldemort heard the complete prophecy, not the half that Snape overheard.
At this moment, the answer seems to be revealed.
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Make up for it tomorrow, make up for it tomorrow, and go to bed after enjoying yourself now. Staying up late is the enemy, so everyone should go to bed early.
(End of chapter)
