Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 100 One Tree Cannot Hold Up the Sky! Voldemort's Terrible Idea!

Voldemort's arrogant whispers influenced Ecclesia's mind, amplifying the evil thoughts within her.

Yes! What this second-generation Dark Lord said makes a lot of sense!

Black magic, black magic. If your heart isn't black, what right do you have to use black magic?

I've never been a good person to begin with!

Following my mother's dying wish, I returned to England to eliminate all obstacles and reclaim what belongs to our branch of the family.

Ecclesia's mind was filled with demonic thoughts, and the evil aura emanating from her body grew stronger.

It wasn't until she remembered the news she had learned from Dali during the day that had caused her immense worry that she regained some composure amidst her increasingly frantic malice.

"Master...Master! I heard...I heard that you once placed a powerful curse on my current position as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

Eccles composed herself and stammered as she asked.

Voldemort's main spirit extended the deformed serpent's head, staring intently at Ecclesia's red eyes for several moments before slowly replying:

"That's right! It's exactly what I created back then! It was a miracle! A miracle that even I myself could hardly replicate!"

Hearing this, Eckeris felt a chill run down her spine.

"Do you have a way to exempt me from the effects of this curse?" Ecclesia asked persistently.

"Hiss hahaha!"

Voldemort laughed; he was laughing at Ecclesia's naiveté.

When Ecclesia saw Voldemort smile, a smile also appeared on her face, and she thought she was about to be saved.

However, the next second.

Voldemort's main spirit stopped laughing, coldly staring at Ecclesia, and mercilessly pronounced his verdict:

"There's no way! If miracles could be manipulated at will, would they still be called miracles?"

Eckeris's smile vanished, her face turned deathly pale, and her heart sank completely.

She serves as Voldemort's dog, receiving neither money nor freedom, constantly having to be wary of the entire school's eyes, and now she also has to endure betrayal from her boss.

This job is inhuman. If she had known it would turn out this way, she shouldn't have gone into that forest in the first place, nor should she have had the audacity to think of borrowing Voldemort's power and influence.

Eckeris was helpless, but driven by her survival instinct, she quickly began to think of a solution.

Seeing Ecclesia's distraught appearance, Voldemort knew all too well the worries of his new subordinate.

He grinned, his mouth twisted in a grotesque, gaping grin, and offered a wicked consolation:

"So you need to get me the magic stone quickly, and prepare the elixir of immortality and the potion to restore my body and help me return to my peak."

Then you won't have to be afraid of anything anymore, and you won't have to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor anymore. Hehehe—"

Ecclesia was furious at Voldemort's sarcastic remarks, but dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction. In her anxiety, she suddenly grasped at a glimmer of inspiration:

“Master, I’ve discovered that Dudley Dursley and Harry Potter seem to really dislike Potions professor Severus Snape.”

On the first night of school, they shook hands or greeted all the faculty and staff, but they ignored Snape and didn't even smile at him, which seemed to indicate a deep contradiction.

Could we use this to get Snape to our side? Having another helper would help you get the Philosopher's Stone faster, wouldn't you say?

Urcresse was under immense pressure and felt she couldn't handle it alone, so she came up with the idea of ​​forming a faction. Even more outrageous, she actually set her sights on Snape, the double agent.

Voldemort's main spirit fell silent for a moment, then decided to reveal some inside information to Ecclesia: "You have a good eye! Snape was one of my men!"

"really?"

Ecclesia was overjoyed, as this saved her a lot of trouble.

If it weren't for the extreme difficulty of going undercover, she really wouldn't want to force herself to fawn over a smelly man who doesn't wash his hair, is unclean, and ignores her!

Now that's convenient, since this person is her teammate, she can simply use Voldemort's identity to give him orders.

Ecclesia had a wonderful plan, but Voldemort's master mind didn't want her to have it so easy.

Voldemort's main spirit continued, "Although Snape was an undercover agent I sent to Dumbledore's side in the past, and I had some faith in his loyalty, ten years have passed, and people's hearts are hard to guarantee will remain unchanged."

In addition to the signs you've seen, perhaps Harry Potter and his cousin already know about Snape's past revelation of prophecies to me, and have developed a hatred for Snape.

Snape has likely been exposed as a spy and used by Dumbledore as yet another bait to lure me out!

Eckeris's pretty face fell, and she was speechless inside: "Then do you have any other people you can trust at Hogwarts?"

"It's gone!"

Voldemort said it very simply.

Trust? For him, trust is a luxury. There is no one he can fully trust, especially when his power is at its lowest point.

With his current magical power, controlling Eclairs is already the limit.

It's absolutely impossible to control another Snape who is even stronger and more cunning.

He wouldn't joke about his own life.

"It seems I can only rely on myself!"

Ecclesia was on the verge of tears, putting on a pitiful and helpless act, hoping to move Voldemort and get some extra help from him.

But to Voldemort's main spirit, this posture was the act of a weakling and a coward.

"Stop pretending! If you can't get things done, you have no reason to live!"

Voldemort's chilling words quickly made Ecclesia behave and become dignified.

Seeing this, Voldemort softened his tone slightly: "Your behavior just now may not have worked on me, but it might not have worked on Snape either."

As far as I know, Snape was quite the ladies' man, especially fond of beautiful green-eyed women who possessed both strength and gentleness.

You can try working in this direction: simply approach him using your own identity, seduce him, and get him to do you a favor, but don't reveal anything about me, so as not to attract Dumbledore's attention! Understand?!

Voldemort didn't understand love at all, nor could he comprehend Snape's feelings for Lily.

In his opinion, Snape was just attracted to pretty women like Lily. As long as the looks and feelings were similar, Snape could be completely infatuated with them.

That's why he gave Ecclesia such a terrible idea.

"Understood, Master!"

Ecclesia quickly replied, but recalling Snape's cold gaze towards her over the past two days, she felt that Voldemort's idea was not very feasible.

Moreover, things have come full circle. In the end, to gain teammates, she still has to humble herself and use seduction.

Voldemort, what a useless man!