Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

On the lawn of Hogwarts Castle, Canaan was explaining the main points of magic shaping.

"When you can skillfully control the magic power flowing in your body, try to mobilize them..."

Accompanied by the explanation, Canaan pulled out a golden thread with both hands, and the gesture changed, and the golden thread became a stronger golden chain.

"Magic power shaping can exercise your control over the magic power in your body, and it is also the basis of the secret law class."

"Your homework today is to release the magic power. I will check next week. For those who have not finished, the lawn outside the castle will be handed over to him. I believe Filch will be very happy."

Hearing the punishment Canaan said, many students showed trembling expressions. Although it is just a simple task of cleaning the lawn, Canaan does not allow the students to use magic. Cleaning thousands of square meters of lawn is really not an easy task.

But every time there are a large number of people who can't finish their homework, they are not alone when they play and play while sweeping the lawn.

"Hey, Harry, have you heard that the mysterious man has been captured." Azik whispered to Harry while taking a break.

"Adzik, how do you know?" Harry asked in surprise.

"My dad told me that it's not a secret in the Ministry of Magic, it's just that it hasn't been made public. I don't think he can come back to seek revenge on you again." Azik said with a smile.

Harry nodded, and subconsciously touched the lightning-shaped scar on his head. Recently, he always felt the burning pain of this scar, and when he went to sleep at night, he would dream of places he had never been to. From the architectural point of view, there seemed to be Not the earth.

He was considering whether to tell Dumbledore and Canaan about it.

On the other side, Pikachu, who had just returned from evolution, was running around excitedly on the lawn, passing by the students from time to time, causing bursts of exclamation.

During the period of being locked in the biological machine, it was suffocated.

"Pikachu!" Alita yelled.

Pikachu turned his head, saw a familiar figure in the crowd, ran over quickly, and got into Alita's arms, coquettishly: "Pika Pika~"

Alita also combed Pikachu's hair with a smile.

After Pikachu evolved this time,

The shape has changed.

The hair of the whole body has turned dark orange, with a small white soft hair on the abdomen, and the forked ears are brown on the outside and yellow on the inside, with a curled part at the end of the ear.

"Pikachu~" In Alita's arms, Pikachu narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Not far away, Hermione pouted angrily when she saw this scene.

 …

After the arcane class, Canaan and Dumbledore came to the Ministry of Magic. These days, relying on the list of Death Eaters jointly provided by Toflet and Lucius, the Ministry of Magic has arrested many Death Eaters. Even backup interrogation rooms aren't enough these days.

Dumbledore was going to send these Death Eaters who had been interrogated to Azkaban. In addition, Quirrell in the interrogation room also woke up. Canaan, who found nothing from Voldemort's remnant soul, had to put his hope Pinned here on Quirrell.

"I heard that Samuel came to you to intercede for Torfett?" Canaan asked.

"He won't be that stupid. If he does this, he will leave a handle. For him, rights are more important than family affection." Dumbledore shook his head slightly.

While chatting, the two took the elevator to the deepest part of the ground.

Under Dumbledore's command, most of the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic came here to strictly guard the Death Eaters in the interrogation room.

Along the way, the Aurors greeted Dumbledore and Canaan one after another. Now the prestige of Dumbledore and Canaan is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Minister, everything is ready." Jinlais greeted him.

Dumbledore nodded, looking at the twenty or so Death Eaters wearing black hoods, many of them were his old acquaintances, but he never thought that they would become Death Eaters too.

"However, these should be the last batch of Death Eaters in the wizarding world." Dumbledore sighed slightly, as if talking to himself.

"The first Auror team comes with me, and the rest stay at the Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore ordered, and then wearing a hanging ring in his hand, he drew a golden space door. Azkaban.

The Aurors all showed burning eyes when they saw this scene. This space opening technique, which is exactly the same as in the Marvel book, is no longer a secret in the Ministry of Magic. They know that if they want to learn this kind of magic, they must get Brian's approval.

Of course, there is another way, which is to join the Alchemy Foundation and become their core staff.

"Canaan, Quirrell will leave it to you." Dumbledore ordered, and then walked into the space door with a small group of Aurors and the Death Eaters.

It wasn't until the space door was closed that Canaan turned around and came to the interrogation room where Chilo was held.

 …

On the other side, Dumbledore and everyone stopped in front of the black triangle building in Azkaban.

"What's the matter? Minister." Kingsley looked at Dumbledore who stopped in front and asked in confusion.

"Something's wrong, it's too quiet." Dumbledore looked around, frowning.

too quiet?

Kingsley pressed his hat that was about to be blown away by the sea breeze, feeling a little puzzled.

His ears were filled with the howling wind and the pounding of the waves against the rocks, and it wasn't quiet.

Moreover, there are two dementors guarding the sky, and the surrounding environment seems to be quiet.

"Knock out all the Death Eaters, and we gather together." Dumbledore said hastily, and with a twist of his wrist, the curved Bone Elder Wand appeared in his hand.

His eyes were fixed on Azkaban in front of him, as if there was something devouring there.

Although the Aurors were puzzled, they still followed Dumbledore's order. After knocking out the Death Eaters, they formed a circle around Dumbledore.

At this time, a black figure appeared in the sky above Azkaban.

He was wearing a black robe and floating in the air. Looking from a distance, it seems to be a young man.

"Tom?" Dumbledore murmured, narrowing his eyes.

The appearance of this person is almost the same as that of Voldemort when he was young. Now it seems that Voldemort has already returned from the fantasy land.

What he was most worried about really happened!

"Minister, who is he?" Kingsley clenched the wand in his hand and asked, he felt an invisible pressure brought by this young man.

Before Dumbledore could answer, Voldemort flew over quickly.

He was barefoot, walking on bare and hard rocks.

"Long time no see, Professor Dumbledore." Voldemort smiled gently.

"Long time no see, Tom."

Tom?

Many Aurors were shocked. They were no strangers to this name. Voldemort's full name was Tom Marvolo Riddle. Could it be that this person in front of him was Voldemort.

But isn't Voldemort already captured by Dumbledore and Canaan? How could it still appear here, and so young.

"You don't seem to be surprised by my appearance at all. It seems that the memory in my other remnant soul has been read by you." Voldemort stopped and said with a smile.

Dumbledore frowned slightly, Voldemort seemed to be prepared, and he faintly felt that this Voldemort in front of him gave him a sense of danger.

He must have gained a lot in Fantasy Continent.

Dumbledore thought for a while, then changed the subject and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"What to do?" Voldemort sneered, "Of course I came to see my loyal subordinates, and your good teacher."

"It really surprised me to see you. However, I want to know whether you are Voldemort or just a part of him." Dumbledore turned his attention to the Auror behind him as he spoke.

He heard a lot of information from Voldemort's words.

For Voldemort to know that he was coming to Azkaban, there must have been an Auror tipping him off. Perhaps that person was still hiding in the team behind him.

"Of course I am Voldemort, and I will be the only Voldemort in the future." Voldemort laughed loudly, and then said: "Dumbledore, I really didn't expect you to become the Minister of Magic. What made you give up all the time? Hold on, is that the kid named Blaine?"

"It is indeed him, he is better and smarter than you." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Very well, then I think you will never see that child again." Voldemort smiled ferociously.

Voldemort has always been proud of his talent, and now there is a little wizard who is smarter than him in the wizarding world, which makes him feel jealous.

This old guy is going to die! That Brian is going to die too!

"Come out, everyone!" he yelled, raising his wand aloft.

As soon as the words fell, a large number of Death Eaters turned into black smoke, flew out of Azkaban, and stood behind Voldemort.

They lay in ambush in Azkaban for a long time, just to wait for Dumbledore and the Aurors to walk into their trap, but Dumbledore saw through their plot.

However, Voldemort didn't care at all, this time he had prepared more than that.

"I have prepared a great gift for you, and I hope this will be the last gift you receive in your life." With that said, Voldemort took out an anti-space device. It looked as if he wanted to kill Dumbledore and the Aurors all at once.

"Tom, you at this time..." Before Dumbledore could finish his sentence, he felt a movement behind him, and before he had time to think about it, he stretched his wand to his back, and propped up a golden arcane shield.

"Boom!" The white curse hit the shield, and a puff of blue smoke came out.

"Truss, how dare you?" Kingsley reacted very quickly, and quickly subdued the man who had just attacked Dumbledore behind his back with his wand.

After being restrained, Truss didn't speak, and lowered his head in shame.

Dumbledore looked at the man called Truss, and he found that there was no trace of the Imperius Curse on this man, presumably he took the initiative to join Voldemort.

"Your reaction is really good, it seems that you don't like this gift from me." Voldemort clapped his hands, and then continued to laugh: "However, he is not the only one who betrayed you, so you should be careful next time. "

Hearing this, the Aurors all looked suspiciously at their companions, fearing that they were the traitors Voldemort said.

Dumbledore sighed slightly, his student was as cunning as ever.

Seeming impatient, Voldemort waved his hand, and the Death Eaters behind him received the signal, turned into black smoke, and attacked directly.

Many dementors hovering in the air swooped down with a rotten and cold aura.

The Aurors were a little flustered. Although Dumbledore was standing in front of them, there were too many Death Eaters on the opposite side, several times their number.

But Dumbledore smiled when he saw this scene, because he just felt the familiar space fluctuations.

If nothing else happened, Canaan and the others should have arrived.

really!

At this time, a series of golden spaces opened in front of Dumbledore, and Canaan walked out of the space door with everyone from the Alchemy Foundation holding wands.

Seeing this, the Death Eaters stopped in their tracks. They had been imprisoned in Azkaban a long time ago, but they had never seen this kind of magic.

Now, the number of people on the opposite side is several times that of theirs. They are a little bit wary and dare not make the first move.

However, a few dead dementors still rushed down fearlessly. Before Dumbledore could summon the patron saint, Canaan's wand was connected, and a few red spells instantly knocked the dementors out of their wits Fly annihilation.

Although he doesn't know how to protect the magic spell, he can learn a lot of magic against creatures like dementors from Frigg.

"As soon as I received your message, I hurriedly summoned people to come, it's not too late." Canaan came to Dumbledore's side and said with a smile.

After exploring Quirrell's memory, he sensed the message from Dumbledore on his wrist.

"Of course, what about Quirrell?" Dumbledore also smiled.

Canaan shook his head slightly: "It's a trap. In Quirrell's memory, Voldemort will not return until a month later. Now it seems that Voldemort wants to use this information to paralyze us."

Dumbledore took a deep breath, his student was indeed very vicious, he was using his remnant soul as bait.

"Canaan Brann?" Voldemort interrupted the chat between the two, and said.

"It's me. It seems that you are Mr. Voldemort. I have to praise you. You were so handsome a few years ago, just a little worse than me." Canaan stood up and said with a smile.

"All my Horcruxes are on your body?" Voldemort asked. He had visited the place where he kept his Horcruxes before, and found that his Horcruxes seemed to have been taken away.

"Oh, it's not on me, they were all taken away by Poseidon." Canaan nonsense.

"Poseidon? The ancient wizard who has returned from resuscitation?" Voldemort frowned.

Canaan nodded affirmatively and said: "Yes, it is him. He seems to want to do some experiments with Horcruxes. You know, ancient wizards are generally very curious. He seems to be interested in your method of dividing and preserving souls. very interested."

Voldemort was dubious. Although he didn't know whether Canaan's words were true or not, there was no other news about the Horcruxes.

"Do you know where Poseidon is?" Voldemort asked.

"I don't know, and I won't tell you if I know, we are enemies now." Canaan said half-truthfully.

"Little devil, there is no eternal enemy. The old guy behind you is not as simple as you see. If we can cooperate, the entire wizarding world will be yours." Voldemort drew a big cake to seduce.

Canaan smiled: "I am a Muggle-born wizard."

"Pure blood is just a status. Your excellence is enough to prove the nobility of your blood. And I am not the same old Voldemort as before. Believe me, we can create a better future." Voldemort's words were full of temptation.

Canaan shook his head: "I want some practical benefits."

"what do you want?"

"The magic you learned in Fantasy Continent."

"Very well, I like your frankness. As long as you kill the old guy behind you, I can not only teach you all the magic, but also the casting method of Horcruxes." Voldemort smiled.

Canaan smiled, this Voldemort really treasured the Horcrux casting method.

"No, Mr. Voldemort, I'm not interested in you now because...you can't escape."

As soon as the words fell, golden magic lines emerged from the void for several miles around, completely sealing off this piece of space.

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