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Chapter 302 The Deep Well of Souls(1/4)

 After a whole day and night of tossing, Voldemort, with bloodshot eyes, finally gave up the idea of ​​taking out the Sorcerer's Stone from the box.
Because he realized that the magic blessed above was not any known spell at all, but another form of magic that he had never seen before. It was similar to "Teaching You Step by Step to Store Spells - Volume One"
The rune combinations mentioned are somewhat similar.
But the problem is that from the time this book came out last year to now, he is basically either plotting his resurrection or on the way to escape, so he has no time to calm down and study these things.
Not to mention cracking the magic on the box, I can't even identify all the runes.
As for those Death Eaters imprisoned in Azkaban for ten years, they are basically insulated from the outside world and have no hope at all.
When I was young, I had just woken up, and I still occupied the body of Gilderoy Lockhart, a liar. I didn't have much useful knowledge in my mind.
Seeing the Magic Stone so close but unable to get it, the Dark Lord was exuding terrifying hostility and murderous intent. Even the most loyal Bellatrix lowered his head and did not dare to say a word, for fear of his master's wrath.
Take it out on yourself.
"We must find Soth! Only he knows how to get the Philosopher's Stone!" Voldemort, a student, said in a slightly gloomy voice.
"No! You are wrong! The top priority right now is not to find Soth, but to seize a piece of magic mercury so that I can be resurrected first. Only in this way can we have the capital to meet and negotiate with him. Don't forget, he is not an ordinary person.
The second-year student at Hogwarts is a monster with the blood of the Dumbledore family flowing through his body."
When he said these words, the elder Voldemort's eyes flashed with a chilling light, and he obviously had his own plan.
Although he himself prefers to use the magic stone to resurrect himself and obtain a more powerful body.
But now, it’s obvious that I can’t care about that much anymore.
"Master, according to the information provided in the newspaper, there are exactly two magic mercury that are about to be auctioned in Paris, France. In addition, that is also the place where Soth last appeared."
August hurriedly handed over a copy of the Daily Prophet that he had brought out during the raid on the Ministry of Magic.
Since he was originally a spy, he was particularly devoted to intelligence gathering. Even after fighting, he never forgot to grab all newspapers, documents and other things, which finally came in handy now.
"Paris, France? It's just a good place to go to avoid the limelight. It is estimated that the Ministry of Magic has issued a wanted order for us, and there may be a large-scale search in the British Isles. It is obviously unwise to stay and start a war at this time.
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Voldemort glanced at the contents of the newspaper and made a quick decision.
Because he knows very well that in the current situation, if he wants to cause trouble in the British wizarding world with Dumbledore as the leader, he is simply out of patience.
On the contrary, the European continent is relatively safer.
With Dumbledore's character, he would definitely not leave Hogwarts easily, so going to Paris, France to get a piece of magic mercury first is definitely the right choice.
Soon, the Death Eaters took control of several Muggle sailors and a small boat at a nearby port, and quietly embarked on a journey to the other side of the sea.
Since the average width of the English Channel is only 240 kilometers, and the narrowest Strait of Dover is only 34 kilometers wide, it took them less than two hours to leave the UK and appear in the suburbs of Paris.p>
Feeling the ubiquitous magical surveillance around him, the young Voldemort immediately said in a slightly mocking tone: "It seems that the commotion caused by the group of dark wizards in Berlin made the entire French wizarding world very nervous.
Putting up such a big formation. Maybe I can repeat the same trick and encourage or instigate the dark wizards gathered here to make them make some noise."
"You'd better not do this. Our goal is to seize a piece of magic mercury. If something goes wrong at this time and the auction is canceled, or Dumbledore is attracted to it, then the gain will outweigh the loss." The elder Voldemort
Issue a warning in a stern tone.
"We can grab an invitation for you, and then you can easily enter the auction site with the help of Polyjuice Potion." August suggested cautiously.
"Master! Leave this task to me! I swear on my life that I will get both magic mercury back for you."
Bellacrites' eyes flashed with madness.
At this moment, she couldn't wait to find a poor victim to cast the Cruciatus Curse and vent her twisted and morbid desires by torturing others.
Looking at the two men with very different personalities kneeling in front of him, Voldemort thought for a moment and quickly ordered: "Bellacritus, you take the people to find a suitable target, then kill him and seize the invitation. Remember.
, I hope this matter is carried out quietly in secret, instead of making it known to everyone, do you understand?"
"Of course! I promise to kill them all as quickly as possible, so that they don't even have time to scream."
Bellacritus licked his dry lips and showed a cruel smile.
After she turned around and left with several Death Eaters, Voldemort turned his attention to August and said in a meaningful tone: "As for you, I have a more important task for you to handle."
"Please give me your orders."
August lowered his head humbly, not daring to look into his master's eyes.
"Go and find out all the news about Soth. If you find his residence in Paris, inform me immediately." Voldemort bent down and whispered into the Death Eater's ear.
"Got it."
August nodded hurriedly, and then used Apparition to disappear with the rest of his companions.
Seeing that all the Death Eaters had left, the young Voldemort pointed at himself and asked: "Then what do I need to do now?"
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"You? You don't need to do anything, just stay here with me and wait for news."
After saying that, the corners of the elder Voldemort's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a hint of amusement, while his eyes revealed an extremely deep light.
……
Just when the Death Eaters began to operate secretly in Paris, the entire British wizarding world exploded.
As the "Daily Prophet" reported that Azkaban Prison was robbed, two Dark Lords led a large number of Death Eaters to successfully raid the Ministry of Magic, and also stole the second Philosopher's Stone, which has the ability to resurrect the dead.
It was published on the front page. The wizards who were originally immersed in peace and tranquility were all shocked and collectively lost their voices.
Whether it was Lucius Malfoy, who once took refuge in Voldemort and later rebelled at the speed of light due to his downfall, or those who were on the front line against the Death Eaters, they all felt an unprecedented chill.
Especially Lucius, who knew some inside information last semester, now he felt cold all over and his hands and feet were cold.
Because he knew better than anyone else that Voldemort chose to go to Azkaban to rob the prison rather than directly send out a summons signal. He clearly no longer trusted Death Eaters like himself who had escaped the Ministry of Magic's liquidation.
Perhaps in the eyes of the Dark Lord, he is already a traitor who deserves death.
For traitors among the Death Eaters, there is usually only one end, and that is for the whole family to be killed, including newborn babies.
Therefore, Lucius did not dare to neglect at all and immediately sent an owl messenger to get in touch with Zuo Si.
About a few hours later, he appeared via Floo in a luxurious manor on the outskirts of Paris, France.
"Good evening, my friend. I believe you haven't had time to have dinner yet? Just in time, come and have some with me. You know that French food is much better than British food. I really hope that Hogwarts can introduce some cloth
Sparton's menu."
Zuo Si sat in front of a dining table filled with various delicacies and sent an invitation to the dusty Lucius Malfoy.
At his signal, a maid who had undergone strict etiquette training immediately spread out a napkin with a very pleasing movement, trying to spread it on the guest's lap.
But before he even got close, the other party raised his hand and clearly rejected him.
Lucius obviously had no intention of eating at this moment, so he asked directly: "Do you know what happened in England?"
"Of course. Like the Dark Lord's comeback, and it's such a big deal, France has already followed the trend and reported it.
But I'm very curious, what on earth are those idiots at the Ministry of Magic doing to get invaded so easily?
If I remember correctly, the Department of Mysteries claims to have a more rigorous magical defense system than Hogwarts.
But in the end, it was breached so easily, as if it was undefended."
Zuo Si complained in a disdainful tone while placing a piece of fried foie gras on his plate and began to enjoy it.
According to the description in the newspaper, it only took less than half an hour for Voldemort and his Death Eaters to successfully retreat from the invasion.
During this period, except for a few brave Aurors who stood up and tried to fight the invaders at the beginning, but were ultimately defeated because they were outnumbered, the rest basically collapsed at the first touch and did not dare to confront these desperadoes head-on.
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Especially for a notorious Death Eater like Bellacritus, two or three people can often chase seven or eight wizards from the Ministry of Magic running around.
It is precisely because they created huge panic and chaos that they encountered no obstacles at all when they invaded the Department of Mysteries. It really gave people the feeling that mud could not hold up the wall.
"You can't blame them for their incompetence. You don't understand that it was two Dark Lords joining forces, and there were people like August who were familiar with the internal situation of the Department of Mysteries to lead the way. What's more, not long ago, Fudge also sent the most elite Arrogant to lead the way.
Luo is sent here to protect your safety, and the protective power of the Ministry of Magic will inevitably become empty."
Lucius defended the British Ministry of Magic for the first time.
Compared with the current one-sided criticism and abuse of the current Minister of Magic, he knew very well that this was not Fudge's fault.
To be continued...
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