Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Dumbledore was stunned.

Fox seized the opportunity, slipped into his lair, summoned a fire, and burned the two jars in his hands to ashes. He was just a poor, innocent and cute little phoenix, what could he have any bad intentions?

At this time, Dumbledore couldn't help but feel sorry for the two cans of cockroaches he bought secretly.

"Did Crouch finally say something to you?" he asked, what did Snape's words mean to him.

Snape shook his head, his expression heavy.

Another possibility emerged in Dumbledore's mind: "Did Voldemort contact you?"

Snape nodded: "Today, in Little Hangleton, he is preparing to be resurrected."

"Little Hangleton?" Dumbledore frowned.

Snape said nothing and looked at him quietly.

Just two years ago, during Harry's fourth year and the Triwizard Tournament, Voldemort's main soul attempted to be resurrected in Little Hangleton County.

And now, still in Little Hangleton.

The office was quiet except for the occasional sound of flapping wings from Fox.

Snape was impatient: "Albus, what are you thinking about?"

"this is a good chance."

"As long as we make sure Nagini is still in the same place and make sure the Horcrux hasn't escaped, we can get rid of this Horcrux!"

"The threat of Voldemort will never exist!"

Dumbledore nodded: "Severus, calm down."

"Yes, of course I know, but..."

"Is it really possible for Voldemort to do this?"

Snape was stunned. In his current mind and mood, Dumbledore's rhetorical question was somewhat difficult for him.

Dumbledore waved his hand, conjured a chair for him, and asked: "Two years later, he has even contacted a very powerful race in another world. That race has the magic to travel through the world, and has conquered many world."

"Could it be that he has made no progress at all and still wants to be resurrected using the method he used two years ago?"

Snape calmed down and sat down.

Regarding the magic that resurrected Voldemort, Dumbledore deduced it after listening to Harry's introduction.

The bones of my father, the flesh of my servants, the blood of my enemies

Use these things as anchors to call yourself back into the world.

Servants obey their orders.

Enemies can kidnap you.

But my father’s bones just lay quietly in the grave.

So this is the reason why the location of the resurrection is in Little Hangleton.

But Dumbledore was right. After two years, would he really not make any progress at all?

Voldemort had many chances to be resurrected.

Even after he was sent to the world of the Ain El elves, he could have been resurrected with their help, but he didn't.

Both Dumbledore and Snape could guess the reason.

A step-by-step resurrection cannot bring him extra strength. He will definitely crave more power, the power to suppress Dumbledore and Potter.

"He doesn't trust me and is testing me?" Snape frowned.

Dumbledore shook his head: "I don't think so."

"He may think that you will be monitored by me. As long as you leave Hogwarts, you will be followed by me."

Snape said nothing.

Dumbledore continued: "Harry also said that I cannot leave Hogwarts no matter what."

"Even if Voldemort really wants to resurrect using the previous method, this is not entirely a bad thing."

"Severus."

Snape, who had completely calmed down, began to think flexibly at this moment. He interrupted Dumbledore and nodded: "I know, I will go there, and then check the Dark Lord's brain to make sure that he No more Horcruxes were splintered."

Dumbledore smiled and nodded: "That's the best. Thank you for your hard work."

Snape sneered.

"However, my dear Professor Snape, I remember that on the timetable, you have classes at this time." Dumbledore raised his hand and waved towards the table.

Several schedules for the teacher flew in.

He took out one of them and said, "Ah, indeed it is."

Snape sneered: "Albus, I hope that after a few fourth-year brats learn this lesson from me, they can pick up their wands and destroy the Dark Lord."

"Harry was in fourth grade when he first killed Voldemort." Dumbledore smiled proudly. He was very happy that he could finally fight back successfully.

Snape narrowed his eyes and looked at Dumbledore: "Then I will go back to class now and take them there in the afternoon so that they can deal with the Dark Lord."

"I will ask Sirius to teach for you." Dumbledore waved his wand, summoned his Patronus, and flew out of the window.

Snape stood up.

He cast a disillusionment spell on himself and quietly returned to the office.

Before leaving, he had one more thing to do. If Voldemort was really resurrected, he would need someone to prove his loyalty.

Crouch wakes up.

Through the window, he could feel that spring had finally arrived in reality.

And I have spent decades of spring, summer, autumn and winter in my dream.

"Barty." As always, black mucus gushes out from under his body, and Snape speaks in a hypocritical voice with a hint of pleasure, "I have good news for you."

Crouch said nothing.

"The master is back." Snape said softly.

Crouch's head jerked up.

Snape continued: "The master just contacted me. He will return and be resurrected today, but the location will be in Little Hangleton, not Hogwarts."

Crouch's voice was weak: "Really, Severus, what are you wondering about?"

"Why in Little Hangleton?" Snape asked bluntly, "I heard what you said before."

Crouch interrupted: "The father is the decision-maker in everything."

"Even though I have made many plans for my father, my father is my father."

"Severus, my father needs you now. I can still hold on, and I can hold on for a long time."

He closed his eyes.

After a few minutes, the black liquid dissipated.

He counted silently in his mind.

Still unchanged for ten minutes.

Snape left Hogwarts, hiding his figure with the Illusion Curse throughout the process. As soon as he walked out of Hogwarts, he waved his wand without hesitation and disappeared.

The next second, he appeared in Little Hangleton.

In the cemetery where Riddle is buried.

It's quiet here, with no people or creatures.

He stood and waited.

The double-sided mirror in my arms buzzed.

Snape took out the mirror, and there was still Karkaroff's face in the mirror.

"Severus, you're here." Voldemort said.

Snape nodded: "Yes, Master, Dumbledore still wanted to follow me, but I threw him away. He didn't know my destination."

"You did a great job, Severus." There was no emotion in Voldemort's voice, "Now I will give you your first task."