Some people may know Voldemort's hiding place, but it is also possible that most people don't know it.
Similar to the Ministry of Magic, even if it knows Voldemort's true hiding place, it will never send a large number of Aurors to hunt down Voldemort.
If Voldemort is If Harry Potter bounces off his own spell and enters the state of wandering ghost, then the Ministry of Magic will vigorously trace his whereabouts.
But in his heyday, Voldemort would have been fine if he did not control the Ministry of Magic.
Aurors and the Order of the Phoenix could only play tricks with the Death Eaters.
The king of kings would still be dealt with by figures like Dumbledore or Sherlock.
Forget it Voldemort.
Moody was powerful enough.
After Dumbledore died, he became the leader of the Order of the Phoenix, and he captured half of the criminals in Azkaban.
But unfortunately, he was killed instantly when he met Voldemort. .
This shows how big the gap is between Dumbledore and Voldemort, and ordinary wizards.
Sherlock could easily ask about Voldemort's hiding place through Lucius.
It may also be that Voldemort deliberately reminded Lucius that he could contact the Mephisto family.
Then the Malfoy family represented by Lucius now The group has become a role that communicates indirectly between the bosses of both parties.
Voldemort is hiding in a deserted castle in the northernmost part of Ireland.
It is a completely deserted place.
From the outside, it looks like a ruins, with towering stone walls and some dilapidated towers everywhere.
But the interior was transformed by the Death Eaters.
It seems that Voldemort lived here very comfortably after his return.
Peter Pettigrew, who was pursued by Black, became Voldemort's doorman and stood outside to welcome Sherlock's arrival.
"Your honorable Master Sherlock, please come in."
Peter Pettigrew couldn't say a gorgeous greeting.
It was good that he didn't become incontinent when he saw Sherlock.
Now Pettigrew has only managed to survive by Voldemort's side.
He was obviously an important subordinate who resurrected Voldemort, but in fact Voldemort didn't pay much attention to Pettigrew at all.
Any Death Eater would look down on this guy who betrayed his friends.
"Pettigrew looks good lately."
Sherlock said leisurely.
This time he brought two people over, the patriarch of the Prince family, Garrett Prince, and the patriarch of the Adams family, Lupo's father, Panfuqi Adams.
How should I put it?
Sherlock thought it was weird when he brought these two people out at first.
After all, his son and daughter were good friends with him, but his father became a subordinate of the Mephisto family.
This is really strange.
Weird.
When they came, they came in the form of Zeus, the Cloud Homitz, falling from the sky.
Most of the Death Eaters around here should have seen it.
Peter Pettigrew welcomed them into the ruins of the old castle.
At a door before entering the hall, Lucius stood uneasily outside.
"Sherlock, you're here anyway.
I thought you were just going to send him a message, but I didn't expect you would come in person.
It's too risky."
Lucius came over anxiously when he saw Sherlock.
"Lucius, I am not a person who breaks promises.
After all, I have promised Voldemort to personally send him a birthday gift.
If I just send him a message, wouldn't it seem that I am too arrogant."
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Sherlock smiled.
He smiled and continued, "Besides, I don't think this is risky.
Are you worried that I will be at a disadvantage if I fight with him?
Even the God of Death can't kill me."
Lucius shook his head, "No, I'm worried that if you take action, it will affect little people like us."
Sherlock "" However, as the godfather, Lucius still gave Sherlock a few words, and then opened the dark green door of the hall to let Sherlock, Garrett and Panfqi in.
"Oh, look, our distinguished guest is finally here."
As soon as Sherlock entered, he saw Lord Voldemort sitting directly opposite the long table.
Sitting on both sides were a circle of unmasked Death Eaters.
Voldemort stood up to greet Sherlock, and the others naturally did not dare to continue sitting.
"You look good, Mr.
Voldemort.
Remember what I said when I was at Riddle's cemetery.
I will come here personally to give you a birthday gift.
As the Dark Lord, you deserve it."
Sherlock sat on Voldemort's bed The end of the long table opposite.
Then he leisurely snapped his fingers, and a large glass jar appeared in front of him.
There was also a ribbon and a bow tied around the outside of the glass jar.
"Thank you, but what is this?"
Voldemort stared blankly as his Death Eaters placed the big jar in front of him, feeling a little baffled.
Don't quite understand what this is.
There were several black things soaked in it, which looked like small snakes.
The liquid was also black.
There were some herbs, wooden sticks, etc., as well as some insects and scorpions.
Voldemort thought that he was disgusting enough sometimes, but he didn't expect that receiving a gift would be so disgusting.
"A Chinese wizard came to Diagon Alley to buy Baibian Liquor.
He sold this kind of thing.
The sales were not good.
I was the first to buy it from him, but in fact it is a good tonic.
Baibianjiu Whip wine is made from the whips of a hundred kinds of animals.
There are also some medicinal materials and There are big and small whips in the bugs, but there are indeed a hundred kinds of animals.
The two largest ones are bull whips and horse whips, and the smaller ones are dog whips, cat whips, lizard whips, etc.
In fact, the ones that are too small to be seen clearly include fish whips, gecko whips, etc.”
Sherlock's understatement was very elegant, but in fact Garrett and Panfetch, who knew the real names of these things, both looked disgusted, because they were both there when they were picking out Voldemort's birthday gifts in Diagon Alley.
The most important thing is that this thing is for drinking Voldemort and the surrounding Death Eaters didn't quite understand what the so-called whip was.
Then Sherlock said calmly, "It's the penis.
It's the penis of a hundred kinds of animals.
It's a great supplement after drinking it."
"Haha, this is really novel enough.
Put this away, Pettigrew.
It's a good decoration.
I want to put it in the hall as a display of handicrafts from China.
It's really good."
Voldemort rewarded the big jar to Little Pettigrew.
Dwarf star.
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"No, no, you are mistaken, Mr.
Voldemort.
This is a tonic drink.
It is not for decoration, but for drinking."
The Death Eaters' faces instantly turned pale.
Voldemort looked at Sherlock with a "I'm not joking" expression, and finally said solemnly, "China is profound and profound."
"The Renfick family brought it upon themselves.
Eulian Renfick is dead, but you imprisoned the rest of the Renfick family in Azkaban.
That is not a good place."
Voldemort smiled and looked.
She looks very attractive when she gets up.
"They are all Death Eaters and criminals.
Could it be that the Ministry of Magic would arrange for them to stay in a five-star hotel?
Azkaban, as a prison, is a pretty good deterrent."
Sherlock smiled, and he continued Said, "Are you planning to arrange for people to escape from prison?"
"If you say so."
Voldemort waved his hand, and the door on the other side of the hall opened.
A group of malnourished-looking Death Eater wizards walked in from the outside.
Sherlock took a look and found that they were walking at the front.
It's Mr. and Mrs.
Lestrange.
"It looks like you've done this, when, just now" Sherlock asked.
"Indeed, they have been here for a while.
Azkaban's guard force is not very strict.
At least after I came back to life, I had a brief communication with the dementors over there, and they fell to me.
It was the Dementors who helped me free my loyal men," Voldemort said.
"Yes, you have found a group of natural allies.
If this is the case, it seems that Azkaban will also need to recruit a new group of guards.
Presumably, the dementors will also become your allies and become the whole race.
They are all wanted."
Sherlock sighed and continued, "I can't bear to see such a creature that is neither human nor ghost."
"The reason why the dementors immediately turned to me is because you said two years ago that the dementors were afraid of killing them," Voldemort said.
"So now that Mr.
Voldemort has found a powerful ally, I congratulate Mr.
Voldemort again, and then I think we should leave."
Sherlock stood up and said.
"I thought you would stay here for dinner.
We should have many topics to discuss.
For example, in terms of magic, I have developed several interesting spells before, but unfortunately I am still far behind you in this aspect.
A lot."
Voldemort invited again.
"For example, your curse that deceived the God of Death is very interesting.
When I was at the Riddle Cemetery, I felt the presence of the God of Death.
It was a very deep feeling, as if he was standing in front of me and breathing on me. ” "Mr.
Voldemort is really powerful.
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He can actually sense death from another dimension."
Sherlock blinked and found that he had another goal to discuss with Voldemort.
"Improved version of Horcrux, substitute scarecrow, this thing is really good.
I regret it a little now.
What I regret is that I took the wrong path decades ago."
"Horcruxes are also very perverted.
If you had not made a Horcrux at that time, the Avada Kedavra Curse you hit on Harry Potter would have actually been reflected and killed you, instead of just scattering his body.
The soul has entered the wandering state, and the existence of the Horcrux guarantees that your soul will not die again. " "But the ghost feeling is really bad, as if I have suddenly fallen to the bottom of the existence of life forms, not even comparable to an ant."
Voldemort continued, "I have been lost in the years of despair for too long.
What supported me at the beginning was hatred.
I even believed that those loyal men would find me and rescue me, but it’s a pity.”
Voldemort looked at the other Death Eaters around him with cold eyes, which made the Death Eaters laugh.
It was as if Voldemort would reward them with a death curse the next moment.
"I need the kind of subordinates who are in tune with me.
You have done it again.
Homitz is such a strange creature.
If one day I can master my own Homiz, use the Homiz made from my soul.
If so, then even if I become a ghost again, those Homitz who belong to me will quickly find me with the mark of their soul."
Voldemort whispered "Then bring me back to life."
He looked at Sherlock with snake-like eyes, "Think about it, you are the most powerful one in the magic world.
Before I was resurrected, I heard others talking about you behind your back, saying that in addition to being the Prince of Charms, you are also...
It should be called a living magic treasure.”
"You now have the two most attractive powers for wizards than any other creature.
Absolute loyalty, loyal servants that can be mass-produced, and a method of immortality without any negative effects."
Voldemort looked at Sherlock and said, "Tsk, tsk, living magical treasure, if If one day you can record all the magic spells you create, it will definitely become the number one treasure that the entire magic world is fighting for."
"The first treasure" Sherlock blinked, "Unfortunately, you got it right.
In fact, I particularly like studying spells, and I am also a good student who likes to take notes.
My spell notes record my The magic books for all the spells have been completed."
Sherlock snapped his fingers again, and a huge thick magic book suddenly appeared on the table.
The moment this magic book appeared, it attracted the attention of everyone present.
Even the weak Death Eaters who were afraid of death could not hide the greed in their eyes.
Sherlock underestimated the power of his spell book.
After all, it contained all the spells developed by Sherlock.
Once an ordinary wizard obtained it, as long as he studied it, he would achieve extraordinary results.
Of course, this spell book is not the spell note in Sherlock's soul, and only Sherlock can see and use the spell note, which is engraved on the soul.
And this book of spells just counts all of Sherlock's spells.
Sherlock glanced at the expressions of the people around him and said with a wry smile, "The number one treasure in the magic world, this nickname is really well-deserved."
"I would be very grateful if you could lend me this book to read."
Voldemort waved his hand gently, and the curse book immediately flew towards Voldemort, but it turned around again halfway.
Wan returned to Sherlock's hand and disappeared.
"The Book of Sherlock" Voldemort looked at the disappeared magic book and couldn't help but say this name.
The Book of Sherlock is a legend that began to spread in the wizarding world on the eve of Voldemort's resurrection.
According to rumors, the famous Prince of Curses has invented nearly a hundred curses.
Some of these curses include powerful black magic and are widely practical.
There are even some that can reform the times.
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As long as you get the Book of Sherlock, you can master the most powerful magical power of this era.
The power of the wizard is a powerful magic spell.
Obviously Voldemort also believed this rumor and coveted the Sherlock Book.
After all, it recorded permanent immortality without any side effects.
There is also the Soul Enchanting Spell that can mass-produce powerful Homiz.
As long as the Book of Sherlock is obtained, who else in the world can subdue Voldemort?
And now they have also seen this book, and it has been confirmed by Sherlock himself
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