【Already alive?】

Weisen took out a quill and wrote a line of words on his notebook.

As the handwriting disappeared, a line of flying words slowly appeared on the notebook: [Mr. Grindelwald, I will never die...]

“…”

Wesson suddenly fell silent.

Last time, when he was chatting with Voldemort in his laptop, he always used Grindelwald's identity. Has the laptop been delayed until now?

【Ah, you might as well die cleanly.】

Weisen's words simply choked Voldemort's remnant soul in the notebook to death, leaving it silent for a long time without writing anything.

After a long time.

A line of words appeared on the notebook.

[Only when you are alive, everything that exists makes sense.]

“…”

This one comes again!

Weisen's eyelids trembled. Why are these things that are related to snakes like this kind of thinking that it is better to live than to die?

The Remnant Soul of Voldemort in the notebook seemed to not want to talk about these annoying topics, or it was afraid that Grindelwald would say something annoying, so he quickly started writing serious things.

[Mr. Grindelwald, you promised me the last time you will help me find someone who will let me absorb my vitality and resurrect it completely...]

“…”

This person hasn't forgotten yet!

The world is so wonderful. There are people who hold hope for Grindelwald. Did Voldemort's remnant soul not understand how the Black Demon King played...

Do you think the Dark King is doing charity?

Fortunately, this notebook fell into my own hands, and the residual soul of Voldemort inside should be glad that if it fell into Grindelwald or Dumbledore's hands, it would have turned into ashes long ago...

Although…

Wesson is not a charity either.

but…

Wiesen is at least not the Dark Lord.

Weisen thought for a while and wrote a line of words on his notebook.

【Can magic animals work?】

【???

Voldemort's soul in the notebook was full of question marks.

Weisen seemed to feel that this matter was feasible, and even began to continue writing seriously, with an innocent face.

[I know there is a huge basilisk in Hogwarts, with very strong vitality. I can find a way to soak you in its blood. Let's try it?]

【!!!】

Nevoldemort's remnant soul was shocked!

If you put it in the blood of the snake monster, wouldn’t it take him to live? The snake monster’s body is highly poisonous, more poisonous than black magic!

【I can only absorb human life…】

A line of helpless words slowly emerged on the notebook.

Weisen thought for a while, and slowly wrote a line of words on his notebook: [That's going to be waiting for a while, I don't want to hurt the lives of innocent people...]

【…】

Voldemort's remnant soul was a little speechless.

Perhaps it was because he thought that the person in front of him was the Dark King Grindelwald, who was so embarrassed to say that he would not hurt his life? Perhaps it was because he was worried that Grindelwald would not keep his promise. After all, everyone is the Dark King, and there is no such thing as keeping his promise...

Obviously.

Voldemort's Remnant Soul is not very good at dealing with it.

After all, when you ask someone to do things, when you meet someone in charge, you mention some troubles that are not difficult for him. The implication is to see what it means...

Weisen looked at the clean notebook with a slightly surprised look in his eyes. Why is Voldemort here so unreasonable?

This guy...

So stupid!

After thinking for a while, Weisen wrote on his own: [I am very busy now, I need to find someone to help me make some noise in Hogwarts to attract Dumbledore's attention.]

【I can!】

Voldemort's remnant soul didn't understand what it meant at all, but it was eager to get this opportunity: [Mr. Grindelwald, as long as I send me to the hands of any student of Hogwarts, I can make the whole Hogwarts a dark hell.]

Guzhu

“…”

Weisen's eyes narrowed, he dipped it in his quill, and continued to write on his notebook with a calm expression.

【Very good, I happened to find a good candidate, and there is darkness hidden in his heart, suitable for being a suitable tool…】

【…then…I hope we can cooperate happily.】

The remnant soul of Voldemort in the notebook is still so ignorant.

Weisen glanced at the last line of words, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and slowly closed the notebook hard. Why does a broken Horcrux always like to talk about cooperation?

That's it...

Do you still want to be resurrected?

but…

To be honest.

It is not easy to deliver this note to a suitable person, Weisen is still thinking carefully about who to deliver this note to...

Ginny Weasley?

According to the original historical trajectory, Ginny Weasley relied on this Voldemort note to make a great success in Hogwarts...

However, this idea was quickly abandoned by Weisen.

because…

There are more suitable candidates.

Hogwarts Black Magic Defense Class Office.

Wesson sat upright here with a group of fourth-grade students, who had to come here with all the novels by Gidro Lohart because these were their textbooks.

All the fourth-grade students present looked at the extra portraits of Gidro Lohart in their classrooms.

This is…

What's going on?

Why are there photos of a teacher in the classroom?

What made these students even more confused was that they did not wait until the first Dark Magic Defense class began, and they first received the test papers sent by Gidro Lohart.

The new Black Magic Defense Professor stood by the podium in luxurious clothes. He looked at a group of students with a happy face. The man didn't look like he was here to attend a class, but instead seemed to be attending a banquet.

"Let's have a pre-class quiz."

Gidro Lohart looked at all the students present with a smile, walked down with a stack of test papers in his hand, and sent them to everyone one by one: "I'm glad you all should have read all my works, let me see how well you mastered..."

“???”

Every boy who received the test paper was even more confused.

Until Weisen got the test paper in his hand, he looked down at the content of the test paper, and his whole eyelids trembled.

Oh shit…

Someone really does this!

[Question 1, What is Gidro Lohart's favorite color?]

"Weisen?"

Cedric came over in a low voice.

The handsomeest student of Hufflepuff held the test paper in confusion and spoke with a weird look: "How could Lockhart really give us such a question?"

What a joke!

Even if Cedric is a top student, he can't remember what color Girod Lohart likes! He likes Qiu Zhang, but he doesn't like Girod Lohart!

“It’s normal.”
To be continued...