A large pot was placed on a tripod, and a pot of pot of potion was stewed in it.

The pot is a big black pot, stole from the nearby Muggle house; the water is the dew before Easter, and it smells bad and is used to make soup... Oh, making potions is the most delicious.

Fire is magic fire. It took three hours to simmer. The potion appears in a special green paste, both in color, fragrance and taste... None.

It’s just a highlight of our old Englishman…being particular!

Next to the black pot, there was also a huge snake with a pattern of nis. Its body was orange and mixed with black stripes, and it was at least seven or eight meters long.

Ru Ni's snake has three heads, each with different functions.

The head on the left is a mastermind, which will determine where the Runi snake should go and what to do;

The head in the middle is a fantasy who often doesn't move for several days, as if he is dead.

In fact, it is dreaming in the daytime and fantasizing about a brilliant future;

The head on the right is a critic who likes to constantly criticize the two heads on the left and middle, making an impatient hiss.

Therefore, there are often Runi snakes without the right head.

Because it talks too much, it was eaten by the head on the left and middle...

At this time, the head on the far right was transformed into a Chengzuan snake, and it seemed that an electric small motor was installed in its mouth, and its mouth was still stinking.

It was complaining about the other two heads, causing them to become wizards toys.

The other two snake heads had cold eyes, as if they were thinking about how to kill it.

Voldemort's brain hurts because of the quarrel, and his anger value has increased by five percentage points.

He said angrily:

"Shut up, idiot!"

The snake head on the right immediately calmed down, and was as weak as a good baby.

"Hurry up the bug tail." Voldemort urged. "Add everything in it."

“Yes, Master!”

Peter's hands trembled, and he held a broken iron bowl and poured the blood of the unicorn and the venom of the Roni snake into the big black pot.

The black pot suddenly turned from green to milky white, exuding a smell of heather, and it looked full of the breath of life.

A black shadow broke away from the green snake and couldn't wait to get into the milky white liquid.

The liquid in the black pot seemed to be hot very quickly, and the surface not only began to boil, but also sparks burst out, as if it was burning.

I don’t know how long it took, a short body slowly formed in the pot.

"Now……"

Voldemort swam freely in the potion, and he spitted milky white bubbles and said coldly. "Please carry me out."

The insect tail nodded and bowed, took a huge spoon from the ground, and took out Voldemort as if he was catching ribs.

Voldemort's appearance was no longer a shadow. He was like a curled baby, without hair, with scales on his body, and his skin was dark red, as if he was burned.

His arms and legs were thin and soft, with a flat snake face and a pair of glittering red eyes.

"Okay, we're still far from resurrection...the last step!"

Voldemort stood proudly in the big spoon.

The bug tail put Voldemort on a stolen crib, and he knelt on the ground, kissing the wheel of the crib.

Voldemort accepted the etiquette and ordered:

"Now, lure the Fudibat to the Leaping Horse Hotel and kill all the wizards inside!

And I... come and interrogate this witch and see if there is any special information."

"But, I'm leaving, you are the only one here, I'm afraid..." Peter knelt on the ground and hesitated.

Voldemort is now in a baby state, and if he encounters a powerful wizard, he will probably be gone.

"Don't worry, Mirasis guards me."

The snake like a nishi raised its body high. However, the snake head on the right was hissing and looking at it without any lethality, it seemed a little stupid.

Voldemort still missed the snake named Nagini, but... let's use it to life.

"Go, insect tail." Voldemort lay on the crib and covered it with a small quilt.

“Since I have obtained the body, although I am still weak, no one can destroy me.

I'm...Voldemort!

It's the indestructible Dark Lord!"

In the dark sky, arrogant laughter came.

...

...

The night is vast,

A vulgar figure ran towards the Yuema Hotel frantically.

Behind Peter, there were also a group of black shadows. Those shadows were slid like snakes, and they were getting closer and closer to Peter.

The black shadow hit him, and the huge impulse forced him to smash forward. Peter, who was more agile than imagined, almost instantly turned into a mouse.

He escaped from the black shadow's package, and walked through the crack of the door and entered the hotel.

More than a dozen shadows hovered around the hotel, and after a while, they also crawled into the crack of the door.

Old Tom was lying on the bed, and he was sleeping lightly, and heard a slight rustling sound not far away.

He turned over the bed with his back to the window.

The only remaining eye saw an invisible black shadow sliding in from the bedroom door.

The shadow was like a floating black cloak, swimming and crawling towards the bed.

Old Tom sat up straight.

The Voldemort had slid onto his face, covering his mouth and nose, trying to suffocate him.

Tom felt his whole body beneath the cold air. He tried hard to shout, but he could not make a sound, and he couldn't even breathe.

Tom reached out to find the wand, but knocked it to the ground.

He struggled wildly, rolling around on the bed, and finally fell heavily on the floor.

Soon, the shadow left, leaving only a cold corpse.

The volley bat made a cheerful cry and slid towards another room.

In the darkness, William suddenly opened his eyes.

The guardian magic he cast was triggered!

He put on his robe, picked up the wand under the pillow, and walked out of the room.

William opened the door and knocked on the door next door.

"Hermione!"

Soon, the girl opened the door, rubbed her eyes, revealing a confused expression.

"What's wrong, William?" She grabbed her fluffy hair, and a silly hair was raised.

"I can't sleep in the middle of the night, come and chat with me?" She yawned a long time.

When did I have insomnia? Every time, you have insomnia. Let me chat with me!

William complained.

"Someone touched the magic, I'll go out and take a look," he explained.

Hermione was smart and woke up immediately. She quickly turned around to change her clothes.

William walked out of the safety table with his wand and appeared in a shabby room.

A milky white light lit up around the safety watch, blocking a black shadow.

"Direbat?" William was stunned.

He didn't expect to encounter this magical animal here.

William had always wanted to make a flying cloak, and the materials needed for dementors and volley bats.

Unexpectedly, the other party came to the door.

What a...good person!

If someone deliberately seduced him, William would be even more grateful to him...the ancestors of eight generations.

The white light finally disappeared, and the body of the volleyball soared into the sky suddenly stretched like a black curtain.

William's wand swung, and the broken bed in the house bent out of a curve like a bow, and instantly hit the body of the volleyball.
To be continued...