"Do you think His Highness will come?"
Gan opened his mouth and asked Wen in the middle.
"I don't know, I hope not." Wen said calmly, "Although I don't know where the guy in the Forbidden Forest came from. But His Highness is still just an 11-year-old little wizard. As long as he is an adult wizard , are not something His Highness can handle easily."
Gan thought for a while and nodded silently. Although he believed that his master should be brave enough. But let an 11-year-old child face a powerful opponent. After all, it was a little too much.
"Perhaps His Highness has any special methods?" Cui said listlessly, "After all, he is a descendant of Lord Slytherin and a member of the Gaunt family. To be honest, I am not surprised that he can deal with that person."
As soon as these words came out, the other two heads fell silent.
Thinking about the information passed down by their ancestors, this possibility is not impossible.
"somebody is coming!"
But before they had time to think about it, Gan looked towards the path ahead.
At some point, a tall figure wearing a black robe and mask suddenly appeared there. He is moving slowly towards this side.
"Your Highness? But this size..."
Gan spoke with some confusion.
"It's just a disguise, the aura on his body has not changed."
Wen didn't explain too much, just twisted his body and swam in the direction of the figure.
In a moment, they had arrived in front of the man.
"Your Highness."
When they looked up, they didn't see Luke's face, but a snake-face mask. Although it is a dead thing, the eagle eyes are as sharp as blades. The robe on his body looked nothing special from a distance, but when he looked closer, he felt that it was made of the skins of some special magical animals. There is a sinister and dark flow of power.
"I'm here, do you know where that person is now?"
A low and hoarse voice sounded. To be honest, if it weren't for the aura on his body, they really couldn't believe that this ghastly-looking guy was the one who gave them their name a few days ago. From a human perspective, He should be a very handsome and sunny person, giving Snake a sense of familiarity.
"Your Highness, your disguise is excellent, but the aura on your body is still a bit obvious."
Gan said without hesitation. Wen and Cui beside him both roared at Xi Ya. They were outraged by Gan's candor.
If you want to give His Highness your opinion, why not be more tactful? Who knows what kind of temper this His Highness is!
But Luke didn't mean to care about this, he just silently restrained his aura.
"I'm just afraid that you won't recognize me. Now, tell me the location of the other party."
As a result, the aura belonging to Luke completely converged, and only an eerie and terrifying feeling floated around. The person in front of him has completely transformed into someone Gan Wencui doesn't recognize.
"The other party is in the Acromantula's territory. But he doesn't seem to be interested in the Acromantula. But he is not familiar enough with the Forbidden Forest. We are not sure what he is here for."
Wen quickly lowered his head and responded.
"He is very strong, Your Highness. He wiped out the Acromantula's hunting team without much effort." Gan added, "But he looks injured or very weak. In short, he is not in full condition."
The listless Cui raised his head and looked at Luke, with a light of wisdom flashing in his eyes: "You can fight a war of attrition with him, but be careful to avoid the opponent's killing curse. He is very direct."
It seems that his own existence has indeed allowed Voldemort to advance the process of finding strength.
And Quirrell's body is likely to be reaching its limit.
Thinking of this, Luke pursed his lips. If Voldemort had a physical problem with Quirrell and did not receive enough magic power to replenish him, he would probably have only two options. One would be to storm the room at the end of the fourth floor and seize the Sorcerer's Stone.
This is obviously unrealistic. If he could really do it in one go, then he wouldn't wait until the oil ran out before fighting again. After all, compared to his own recovery, Quirrell's life was definitely not worth mentioning in Voldemort's eyes.
The second option is to break away from Quirrell and change his body.
If it were Luke himself, he would definitely choose an ordinary, inconspicuous body that not many people know about.
But the opponent was Voldemort, and it was difficult for Luke to understand his brain circuit. Especially the brain circuit after losing the nose. For Voldemort, the most suitable body is probably his own body.
If he stopped Voldemort's hunting this time, then he would most likely become his next hunting target.
According to common sense, a gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. Luke leaves now and lets Voldemort carry out his plan normally, and then waits for Dumbledore's plan to be completed, so that he can enjoy the profits.
but……
The corners of Luke's mouth curved brightly.
Maybe it would be better for him to ruin Voldemort's plan and lead him to another path.
No wonder Dumbledore allowed Voldemort into the school. He's just too easy to fool. Without his strength, he is simply an innocent lamb.
"I am entering the Forbidden Forest now. Help me find a magical animal to lead the way." Luke gathered his thoughts and said to Gan Ventri.
"Okay, Your Highness."
Ganwen Cui bowed his head and said.
"By the way," Luke added again, "no magical animals like snakes."
Ganwen Cui's three heads looked at each other, but in the end they still answered respectfully.
"Understood. Your Highness. You can keep going and it will catch up to you later."
After saying that, they turned around and swam towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest.
Luke moved his body again.
A specially made potion specially used to change the body shape. The disadvantages are also obvious, it is expensive, and its effect is almost completely outweighed by Polyjuice Potion.
The advantage is that it is absolutely safe, does no harm to the body, and can even promote growth.
In other words, this thing itself is designed to promote the growth of some wizards who are not satisfied with their personal conditions.
I found a black robe of unknown material from the big box in the cabin. It gave off an ominous aura, and if Luke didn't release his aura with all his strength, it would be suppressed.
It can even change the breath of magic.
There are also enchanted snake-faced masks that even Voldemort in his heyday would have had to work hard to see through. Not to mention the current Voldemort.
Of course, these are just auxiliary tools.
The real support is the wand that Luke holds tightly in his hand.
[Slytherin’s wand...]
