Hogwarts: Where the Pokémon Are - #205 - Chapter 205 The Resurrected Riddle

“The legendary Pokémon, Uxie…”

After obtaining information about the two mushrooms, Grindelwald also obtained a Pokémon exclusively sponsored by Team Rocket.

——The little soldier with a small sword.

In this way, Grindelwald has three Pokémon: Burning Bug, Pidgeot, and Colt. Although the level is not high yet, Team Rocket can have a lot of cultivation resources internally, and energy cubes with considerable nutritional value can be provided to them.

He has the same treatment at Hogwarts. It can be said that Grindelwald only has three Pokémon, but he can get the training resources for more than six Pokémon. If this still fails to improve the level of his Pokémon, Promotion is a bit undeserved.

Of course, no matter what kind of Pokémon it is, it will take time to grow.

The perspective returns to Hogwarts. After the Quidditch match, the first victim appears.

Lockhart took the diary – or in other words, Riddle, who had controlled the fake Lockhart, took the initiative to attack the first-year wizard Colin. This made the students and teachers who originally thought it was just a prank realize that the Chamber of Secrets was real. was opened.

For a moment, people in Hogwarts were panicked.

But the real murderer wanted to leave Hogwarts at this time.

“Master, you’d better leave Hogwarts. It’s too dangerous here.” Lockhart said worriedly, “Now that I have the Pokémon, I can find a way to resurrect you first, and then I can stay in Hogwarts by myself. Watts, get the resources to cultivate Pokémon. At the same time, find out information about legendary Pokémon.”

“What you said makes sense, Barty.” Riddle looked at this servant he had never met before and couldn’t help but sigh, it turned out that he still had real followers.

Not every Death Eater is a waste who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

But now, there is only one left.

“My father’s bones, the blood of my enemies, and the flesh of my servants can resurrect me, Barty, Barty! Take me to Little Hangleton! The body of my humble Muggle father is buried there!” Riddle Said urgently.

“Of course!” Barty Crouch Jr. quickly licked his lips.

He was the one who attacked Lockhart. She was imprisoned in Azkaban by her father, but was rescued by her mother. He has been locked up at home these years, so when the Dark Lord summoned the Death Eaters on the Sharin deck not long ago, he was unable to rush there.

It was not until later that he seized a chance, broke away from Barty Crouch’s control, and gained freedom.

But at that time, all the Death Eaters had been wiped out, and even the Dark Lord was rumored to have died at the hands of Sakaki. But Barty Jr. doesn’t believe that the Dark Lord is dead.

He preferred to believe that the Dark Lord just disappeared like he did eleven years ago.

Sooner or later, he will come back.

But before that, I naturally have to make some preparations for the return of the Dark Lord – to get the power of Pokémon!

Unexpectedly, after entering Hogwarts, he made an unexpected discovery. The Dark Lord, who was thought to be dead, not only did not die, but actually opened the Chamber of Secrets. Just with the help of a book, he achieved the great cause of immortality!

This made Barty admired him even more!

At this time, in order to resurrect the Dark Lord, Barty Jr. is willing to sacrifice his life, not to mention just a little bit of flesh and blood?

But Riddle was reluctant to part with it.

It’s not that he cares about his subordinates, it’s that except for Barty Jr., he is now a polished commander. And a loyal servant like little Barty was hard to find even in the past. Most Death Eaters obeyed him just for profit, or out of fear.

As for the blood of enemies, Riddle didn’t have his eye on Harry Potter. He didn’t know yet that he couldn’t make contact with Harry, so he wasn’t worried at all about his haters.

Voldemort has this kind of thing all over the magical world.

Even if not, you can still create a few enemies on the spot.

What’s the big deal?

Barty held the diary in his hand and came to the town of Little Hangleton. The town was as peaceful as ever, and it looked like no one had visited it for a long time. It seemed that the great battle not long ago had never happened. Relevant departments of the Ministry of Magic have restored everything to the state before it was destroyed.

This scene is similar to the scene a few months ago when Karkaroff tried to resurrect Voldemort. But this time there was no obstruction from Xia Lin.

Little Barty set up the crucible and prepared all the potions. “My father’s bones, accidentally donated, can regenerate your son!”

The tomb at Little Barty’s feet cracked open, and another small wisp of dust rose into the air at Little Barty’s summons, and landed gently in the crucible. The diamond-like surface of the liquid burst, hissing, sparks flying, and the liquid turned a vivid blue that was immediately poisonous.

Then Little Barty decisively took out a dagger and cut off his arm without hesitation. The pain made his face look ferocious, but he didn’t even utter a scream: “The servant’s flesh voluntarily Donate and your master will be reborn.”

The bloody arm fell into the potion with a bang, and the potion turned fiery red…

Little Barty was breathing painfully, but his expression changed back and forth between joy and severe pain. What’s the point of sacrificing one of his tiny hands for the resurrection of the great Dark Lord?

“The blood of your enemies… forced to be sacrificed… can bring your enemies… back to life.”

Little Barty escorted out a wizard who had been kidnapped by him. While the wizard was still struggling, he had already stabbed the sharp dagger into the wizard’s throat, then grabbed the wizard by his collar and pulled him to the front of the crucible, like It was a pig that had its aorta pierced and was being bled to be slaughtered!

The liquid in the crucible immediately turned dazzling white. Little Barty completed the task and stepped back holding his bleeding arm. A crazy smile appeared on his pale face, like a mentally ill person who had fallen into madness.

The crucible was about to boil, and diamond-like sparks splashed out in all directions, so bright and dazzling that everything around them turned the color of black velvet.

Suddenly, the spark on the crucible went out. A stream of white steam rose from the crucible,

A man with black hair and fair skin walked out naked.

It was the first time for little Barty to see the true appearance of his great master. Very different from what it turned out to be.

He looks very handsome and has an extraordinary bearing. He does not look like a murderous devil, but more like a positive figure. Little Barty thinks that he should be the kind of person who wears a suit and ties, stands in the position of the Minister of Magic, and deals with all problems in a nonchalant manner.

However, in reality?

The other party is the most powerful dark wizard in history. It was the nightmare of countless British wizards.

“Owner–“

“It’s so noisy.” Riddle frowned, reached out and took the wand handed to him by Barty Jr., and conjured a robe for himself.

This wand belongs to Lockhart.

“You know, little Barty? I feel so ashamed – everyone, everyone! They are pronouncing my name without restraint!” he said angrily, “They forgot their fear of me and The name ‘Voldemort’ was a joke! I spent decades letting people remember my power, but that person – Charlene Gold, took just over a year to make my Your efforts are in vain!”

Riddle has a very strong obsession with his own name.

He hated “Tom” and the despicable “Riddle”, but Charlene Gold revealed all the secrets of his past.

Now, even the name Voldemort no longer symbolizes death and fear.

“Master, we can-” Little Barty’s face turned paler, but this did not make him any less ferocious, but made him crazier. He suggested that Voldemort, as before, find those who pronounce his name and kill them.

But Riddle just shook his head: “Times have changed, little Barty. Before I have enough strength to contend with them, it is best not to expose myself. It is you, my loyal servant.”

With a flick of his wand, little Barty’s flesh and blood actually resurrected, and thick white bones grew out of the broken arm, followed by blood and flesh. In just a moment, a real, little Barty’s own hand grew back. .

Barty Jr. was not surprised at all by what happened to him. It seemed that he had always been sure of Riddle’s “mercy”. In fact, this was indeed the reward Riddle gave him.

“Master, what are your plans?” Little Barty lowered his head and asked.

He found that the young Voldemort in front of him looked much more rational, elegant and intelligent than the monster Voldemort before. Now he is resurrected, truly resurrected!

Little Barty wants to know what he will do in the future, and how can the Death Eaters become great again?

“You, continue to stay in Hogwarts, and pay attention to asking that Mudblood about the legendary Pokémon. As for me – I plan to join Team Rocket first.” Riddle had already planned it.

Hogwarts has enough power to defeat itself, and Team Rocket also has a record of killing “Voldemort”.

Obviously, in today’s world, magic alone is not enough, you must have Pokémon!

But now he only has one Nyura, which is too weak. You have to think of a solution from another angle. Moreover, Dumbledore in another world has already brought up the matter of legendary Pokémon, so how can he not be moved?

After thinking about it, Riddle still felt that he would be more likely to come into contact with legendary Pokémon in Team Rocket.

By the way, we can also find out the details of Sakaki of the Earth.

However, Barty Jr. was a little worried: “Master—is it a bit too risky to join Team Rocket?”

“Are you worried about me getting killed?” Riddle said with a sneer.

He hates others looking down on him.

“Don’t dare, Master, you are immortal!” Little Barty said quickly.

“Humph – I don’t think you’ll die.” His expression changed, “Come with me.”

As if he wanted to confirm something, Riddle walked in one direction. After a while, he left this town and arrived at a town not far away. It’s a little more remote than Little Hangleton.

Riddle took little Barty to find an old house.

“The old house of the Gaunt family.” Before he entered, Riddle sneered. He had already discovered that the restrictions he had left behind had been lifted, and the things in the house must have been…

He walked in and saw that the ring he had left there was missing.

“Dumbledore? Or Charlene Gold?” He pondered, and finally did not continue to struggle with this issue. Instead, he turned to look at Barty Jr., “I want you to help me confirm something. On the eighth floor of Hogwarts, beneath the tapestry mural of a troll beating silly Barnabas.

“I need you to walk back and forth three times without anyone seeing you, thinking ‘you need a room to hide things’. Once inside, find a crown!”

“Crown?” Little Barty nodded repeatedly.

“Whether you find it or not, write and tell me!”

“I understand, Master!” Little Barty nodded firmly immediately.

“By the way, give me a house elf, I remember you have one.”

“It looks like there is one. It’s called Twinkle. I promise it will do anything for you, Master!” Little Barty leaned over and said.

Little Barty left immediately, and a few minutes later, a pink-skinned house elf appeared in front of Riddle. She looked very humble and sad, lowering her head and sobbing, unable to look at Riddle.

“Quiet!”

Riddle had no compassion for these creatures.

If he didn’t need to confirm whether his other Horcruxes were still intact, he wouldn’t even want to see these ugly creatures!

House elf?

Not as much as a Pokémon’s fur!

Thinking this, he disappeared from the place with Twinkle.

Disapparate.

Riddle was standing on a large rock that seemed to have detached from the face of the cliff at some point in the past. It was bare and desolate all around. Apart from the vast sea and rocks, there was not a single tree, grass or beach in sight.

He could smell the sea and hear the crashing waves. He looked at the moonlit sea and starry night sky in the distance, a cold breeze blowing his hair. He stood on a high black rock outcropping the sea, the waves rolling and foaming beneath his feet. He turned and looked back. There was a cliff standing behind him. The steep rock wall dropped straight down, and it was so dark that it was difficult to see the face.

“come over!”

Riddle didn’t feel any nostalgia at all. He flew down from the cliff eagerly, and with a wave of his wand, he forcefully pulled Winky over.

Then the water parted beneath him!

A crack appeared on the cliff wall, and the crack turned into a dark passage. The mud-covered rock walls on both sides were only three feet wide. Under the bright light of his wand, they shone like wet tar. Light.

Riddle flew inside, turned a few corners, and soon reached the end.

He grabbed Winky’s hand roughly, and the tip of the wand cut Winky’s palm like a knife. Blood spurted out, and Riddle poured her blood on the rock wall.

The dazzling white outline of the arch appeared again on the cave wall, this time it did not disappear. The blood-stained rock in the arch suddenly disappeared, revealing a doorway, which seemed to be endless darkness.

Thanks to Dimensional Space for the 100 reward, thank you Bao