great-warnovel Chapter 428 The Room Where Things Are Hidden
Chapter 428 The Room Where Things Are Hidden
Chapter 428 The Room Where Things Are Hidden
As the whistle blew, the exhibition match officially began.
The newly crowned champions, New Paris Power, will face off against the young and ambitious Hogwarts team.
But Hermione didn't have time to watch the match; she followed the alluring female Voldemort invisibly down the viewing ring.
The creature moved incredibly fast, seemingly walking at a leisurely pace, yet possessing a speed comparable to flight. Hermione had to use Miriam's Vanish to keep up.
Along the way, she saw Moody leading the Aurors, patrolling on the ground or flying in the air on broomsticks. They were vigilantly observing their surroundings, but none of them could see the beautiful woman walking.
Despite the intense afternoon sun, the jubilant fans continued to set off fireworks, their celebrations having lasted for almost a day and a night.
The female Voldemort walked smoothly across the lake shore, admiring the exquisite buildings standing side by side around her.
These were all built in one go in Xiongcheng, and they are now expensive school district housing, where Hermione's house is also nearby.
But the woman did not stop; she continued to admire the sights as she made her way toward Hogwarts.
"Is she going to the castle?"
Deep down, Hermione and Hilmi maintained contact; she wasn't sure if the two Voldemors had any means of communication.
If you're going to take action, it's best to do it from both sides at once.
It was summer vacation, and the castle was deserted. There were no students, and even the professors, staff, and ghosts were all at the Quidditch pitch. No, to be precise, most of the city had gone to watch the game.
Hogwarts has a powerful protective barrier, which is not removed even when people return to their homeland, especially during the summer holidays when it is usually closed to the public.
However, these defensive measures are still somewhat rigid. Voldemort had sneaked back to steal the Pen of Acceptance years ago, and he was just as adept at it this time.
With a clever confusion spell, she easily crossed the barrier and stepped onto the lawn on campus.
"Could it be that she's trying to steal the pen again?"
However, the Well of Immortality has been destroyed, and the Green Flame Party has been thoroughly wiped out. Even if she obtains the Pen of Acceptance, she is powerless to restart her project of immortality.
Hermione didn't make any rash moves and followed the woman.
First floor, second floor.
The woman strolled through the ancient campus as if revisiting a familiar place; in the empty, quiet stairwells, only the sound of her footsteps could be heard.
Finally, she arrived at the eighth floor, but did not head towards the principal's office.
Instead, he stood in front of the tapestry depicting the giant beating the fool with his stick.
"The Room of Requirement! Voldemort knows this room exists!" Hermione's spirits lifted, and she cast some more concealment spells on herself before quietly standing at the corner of the corridor.
But Voldemort was no longer a student at the school, and the Room of Requirement only served Hogwarts students and teachers. He walked back and forth a hundred times but still couldn't open it.
However, the alluring woman was clearly prepared. She took out an old Slytherin uniform and cast a Confusion Charm without a wand. Then, the uniform floated up and moved back and forth in front of the tapestry like a thoughtful student.
"The castle's intelligence is still too low—" Hermione thought to herself.
The next moment, a large door silently appeared on the wall, and Voldemort revealed a smug smile as he pushed the door open and went inside.
Hermione thought about it and decided that setting up the battlefield in the Room of Requirement would be a good idea, as it was spacious and well-hidden.
As the Vice-Headmaster and a member of the Hogwarts Board of Trustees, her authority within the castle is far greater than that of a student disguised with a Confusion Charm.
She didn't even need to walk in front of the tapestry; she simply sketched a frame on the wall beside her, and a simple wooden door appeared.
Pushing open the door, they entered a space that Voldemort had entered, but rather the base of the raiders. The noise from opening and closing the door was too loud and not suitable for tracking.
The room was still piled with Harry and Ron's unfinished crafts, and the boys' coin purses and coats were scattered everywhere. When Hermione wasn't around, they really let loose.
The witch lightly tapped a solid wall, which gradually became transparent. She saw Voldemort and a huge space that looked like a junkyard.
"A place specifically for hiding things?" A feeling came to my mind; the vice principal's authority was quite useful.
She stood there, watching Voldemort's every move without any restraint, while he remained completely unaware of her presence.
She saw a woman walking through mountains of garbage and old things, as if searching for something.
However, she must have had some kind of premonition, as the direction she was walking in was very clear.
For centuries, countless students have hidden their treasures and contraband here. Hermione saw a rusty air rifle, a fragmentation grenade without a safety, and a ball of yarn made of cursed thread.
But none of these were Voldemort's targets. She flicked her fingers, moving aside the obstacles in front of her until one thing appeared before her.
It was a worn-out diary, with tattered edges and yellowed pages, clearly quite old.
The notebook initially appeared unremarkable, but perhaps sensing Voldemort's arrival, it suddenly emitted a powerful, evil aura, its deep whispers seemingly penetrating the walls.
The moment Hermione saw it, she recognized it as being exactly the same as the diary Voldemort crawled out of in the full moon prophecy about her. She immediately knew that this was what the other party was looking for! It was hidden in Hogwarts!
Horcruxes!?
A smile appeared in the woman's eyes as she reached out to pick up the diary.
But the next moment, the space was suddenly stretched open, and the distance between her and the diary instantly extended to hundreds of meters.
The towering garbage mountain collapsed instantly, transforming into sharp blades as it fell, like a surging wave that instantly engulfed her.
A small door suddenly appeared on the wall. Hermione pushed the door open and closed it, and the mark on the wall disappeared.
She knew that this sneak attack wouldn't kill Voldemort; danger lurked beneath that quiet mountain of knives.
All of this was simply to prevent the other party from obtaining the diary.
Hermione looked at the mountain of garbage beside her, where the tattered Book of Evil lay.
The glowing runes wrapped around the diary like chains, trying to seal it away and preserve it.
But the next moment, a violent green lightning bolt shattered the mountain of knives, and a long, dangerous rope of death swept over.
Hermione pointed her other staff forward: "Decree: Death!"
The same killing curse, only with her orderly rune blessing.
An invisible sound wave formed a command, colliding with the green lightning. The vibrating air was filled with cold and killing intent, shattering the electric cables of the Killing Curse inch by inch.
"What kind of magic is this?" Amidst the melting mountain of knives, Voldemort stood unharmed. She watched as Hermione used strange means to neutralize her Killing Curse. No, it wasn't just neutralization; she felt layers of faint death shadows accumulating on her body as the command spread.
"Tell me about how you became a woman?" Hermione asked curiously, her hands still holding the runes.
The next moment, countless ghosts screamed and rushed in from all directions. It turned out that the female Voldemort was also using the pretense of asking questions to launch a sneak attack.
The pale spirit fire spread outwards, and the dead screamed as they turned to ashes, but a large black-scaled serpent suddenly burst through the flames and opened its blood-red maw toward Hermione.
Hermione had to interrupt the sealing work on her other hand, and the hastily formed Kalia Swiftblade severed the snake's head.