Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 480 475. Murder must be punished (also known as: there is not a drop of wine in the winery)

"What's a female and a male! What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Voldemort naturally didn't believe it. He had personally tested the power of the Elder Wand, which was enough to amplify a simple spell into a super powerful one.

"You don't believe it?" Dudley looked at Voldemort with a smile that made Voldemort feel very uncomfortable. However, his next words made Voldemort even more uncomfortable: "Your female Elder Wand saw Professor Dumbledore's male wand. The Elder Wand is not working, Senior Tom, do you want to try it?"

Voldemort's eyes kept flickering. He did not choose to take action directly, fearing that this was the opponent's plan. Every time he faced this Dursley, nothing good happened, and this time was no exception.

"Death Eaters, listen to my orders. Drink the potion and join me. Kill them!"

A group of Death Eaters immediately responded to the crowd standing behind him. They decisively took out a vial and drank the Bresta potion made by Snape.

But that was not all the Death Eaters. The group of Death Eaters headed by Lucius just stood there quietly, indifferent.

Lucius himself still maintained a calm expression, as if he had not heard Voldemort's order.

Voldemort took a deep look at Lucius. He had realized that this loyal subordinate was beginning to review the situation again. If his side was at a disadvantage, they would switch sides at any time.

Forget it, there are enough people anyway, and he will take care of them personally after solving the troubles in front of him.

'The power of a bear, the speed of a leopard, the eyes of an eagle, and the ears of a wolf' are all BUFF blessings, give them to me!

"I want you to die!"

As soon as the word "death" came out of his mouth, Dudley quickly took out a small bottle of Serajiong Potion from his arms.

The potion drew a beautiful parabola in the air and hit the ground hard. Yellow smoke suddenly filled the air, shrouding the Death Eaters.

When the smoke dissipated, these Death Eaters seemed to have been cursed. Not only did their speed become extremely slow, but they even forgot who they were. They held their stomachs in their hands and shouted that they were hungry, and thunderous sounds came from their abdomens.

‘The memory of a fish, the vision of a rat, the speed of a sloth, the stamina of a leopard and the appetite of a bear! 'DEBUFF!

Voldemort's eyes widened and he suddenly turned his head, looking at Snape standing side by side with Lucius with disbelief: "Not just Lucius, but also you?!"

"Severus, why?! Why did you betray me!"

That look wanted to eat Snape alive.

Snape was one of the three people he trusted most.

"Senior Tom!"

Dudley spoke again, and every time he said a word, the ominous feeling in Voldemort's heart became more intense: "What gave you the illusion that Professor Snape is yours?"

"Professor Snape has always been one of ours."

"What did you do? I personally tested the potion and there was nothing wrong with it."

Voldemort's level of potions is also very high. Unfortunately, he did not continue his studies after graduation, but chose to specialize in dark magic. Otherwise, he would have become a potion master no less than Snape.

"There is nothing wrong with Professor Snape's potion, it's just that I revealed it to you on purpose."

"You have a backup plan?!"

"Bingo, Senior Tom, it seems you are not too stupid."

Dudley's teasing voice made Voldemort's face darken.

He was plotted against him. This was a conspiracy against him from beginning to end.

Fortunately, I still have a backup plan and a Horcrux.

The next moment his pupils shrank again.

Dudley held a pendant and a ring in his hand.

As a flashing red light formed on the back of the hand, the pendant turned into a pile of debris, leaving only the gemstone in the center of the ring.

Dudley destroyed two Horcruxes in front of Voldemort, the Philosopher's Stone and the Magic Crystal plus two.

"How dare you, how dare you." Voldemort trembled and pointed at Dudley, unable to say a word for a long time.

Logically speaking, he should be angry, even if his lungs were exploded and he couldn't breathe, but Voldemort was not. An inexplicable emotion was brewing in his heart.

Fear is fear.

He actually became afraid of the young wizard in front of him who looked quite strong and had not yet graduated.

Every step you take is seen through by the other person, and all your actions seem to be done under the other person's gaze.

"Did you think there were two more Horcruxes?"

Dudley's words seemed to confirm Voldemort's conjecture, as if the other party was the master of Legilimency, and he was the one who was seen through.

"Your next sentence was, how did you know?"

"how do you know?"

Dudley's words once again filled Voldemort with fear.

Voldemort may seem cruel, but in fact he is the most cowardly one, and everything he does is to hide this.

"I underestimated you!"

"Yes, Senior Tom, but even if you don't underestimate me, you are doomed to fail."

What Dudley pulled out of his pocket again made his liver split.

A golden cup. Hufflepuff's golden cup. The abode of his soul.

"Because you misjudged the person from the beginning."

When Voldemort turned his head again, what he saw was not Barty, whom he trusted most and treated as his own son, but

"Good evening, Tom."

Moody greeted Voldemort cordially, and this was not a disabled Moody. His legs, hands, and eyes were all back to normal.

In the magical world, as long as the curse can be lifted, it only takes one night to restore all the bones in the body, and Dudley has already lifted the curse on Moody.

Barty Jr. could disguise himself as Moody and lurk in Hogwarts, and Moody could also disguise himself as Barty Jr. and lurk around Voldemort.

This is called reciprocity.

It wasn't over yet. The dark wizards Pipilu and Lu Xixi standing next to Moody just watched without making any move.

"Could it be."

There was a trace of bitterness in Voldemort's voice.

"Yes, Wizard Pipilu and Wizard Lu Xixi are also our people."

"Of course. So are those dark wizards you think of."

Voldemort:

Are there all undercover agents around me? ? ?

No, I still have Najib. I still have the most trustworthy one.

As soon as Voldemort's idea arose, he saw a scene that shattered his senses and was even more exciting than being confronted by a minotaur in front of him.

His most trusted snake friend, Nagini, had come to Dudley's side at this moment and was rubbing Dudley's palm with a flattering expression.

The beauty of magical animal rations is that no animal can resist Dudley's food.

At this moment, the corners of Voldemort's mouth turned extremely pale, as if he had been greatly shocked.

"Actually, there is one person who is not."

Dudley felt that he had not stimulated Voldemort enough: "That person has been killed by your own hands, Bellatrix."

Killing people is also heartbreaking.