The black smoke quickly condensed together in the dark basement, and in a short while, it turned into a complete map.

The map is incomplete, but it looks extremely delicate. Its configuration is not an ordinary plan map, but it looks like a three-dimensional satellite image.

If this kind of map appears in the school city, it will naturally be nothing amazing, but what is displayed at this time is a group of Death Eaters, which is naturally enough to see how powerful these Death Eaters are.

But Voldemort naturally wouldn't care. Even though these Death Eaters were silent in the basement for so many years, they still had such progress.

All his eyes were gathered in the center of the map.

There was a corner that was extremely dark, and it was rolling continuously, as if endless mud was melting together, hidden in it, which could swallow the light of all things.

There is no doubt that only the extremely rich darkness can show such a face.

But Voldemort was quite dissatisfied. Even his face made of flames became blurred, and endless anger continued to extend in his eyes.

"What's going on! What's going on!" Voldemort shouted loudly, "Why has this dark power disappeared so much in just a few days!"

Voldemort, who was extremely keen on darkness, could clearly feel how much darkness in front of him had been weakened at this time.

The dark power that disappeared like flowing water even made Voldemort feel a little bit of pain!

Even in his heart, he couldn't help but think of two words, "waste"!

That's right, it's just a waste!

Wasted the dark power he used to restore his strength and wasted the rare and rich darkness in this world. This is simply an act of indestructible crime!

So, Voldemort decided that he wanted to stop such wasted behavior with his own hands!

...

A faint fragrance slowly penetrated into the nostrils. This was the magic potion used by Severus to soothe his nerves.

Over the years, Severus has largely relied on the magical potions he has configured.

However, none of this matters now.

He opened his eyes and looked at Lily in front of him, and the two of them chuckled at the same time.

This is a tacit understanding that cannot be explained clearly.

It is not love, nor is it simply friendship.

For nearly seven years, these two people regarded each other as their spiritual pillars, one used to maintain their hearts and not be completely swallowed by darkness, and the other used to control their souls and not be defiled by blood.

As a result, the two of them had already left a deep mark in their minds, which could not be erased or eliminated.

Because, for them, the other party is the meaning of their own life!

They stood up calmly, and both of them could feel a little soreness in their bodies, and they floated into their hearts with the waves of exhaustion.

That night's venting has consumed all the strength of the two of them.

However, they are not ordinary people.

The wand was swung, and in a short while, the clothes flew up automatically and put them on. The rooms began to be sorted out. The broken and messy ones became perfect. At first glance, it was impossible to find the appearance of James' crazy bombing at that time.

"I'll make breakfast." Lily said with a smile.

Severus nodded, looked at Lily's back, suddenly lowered his head and looked at the floor beneath his feet.

"For such a long time, they should have finished it, right?" Severus thought to himself.

Just at this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly floated, and Severus was slightly shocked, and the magic wand was sent forward in an instant!

call out!

A figure made of flame suddenly stopped in front of him, rolling slowly, turning into a long snake, dancing in the air, opening its mouth, and greedily making sounds that made people's scalp numb to Severus.

"What are you?" Severus asked coldly.

"I am the Lord of all things, I am the King of Darkness, I am... Voldemort!" A suppressed voice burst out from the flames, and then, a strange fishy smell had already hit Severus, "And you are my prey, offering me the precious dark prey!"

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, Severus waved his wand suddenly and stabbed a spell into Voldemort's mouth.

The curse burst and smashed the flames into pieces, but not long after, Voldemort was already reorganized, and there was no injury at all.

"You can't hurt me." Voldemort stared at Severus tightly. There was a great pressure hidden in his snake eyes. "Please hand over your dark soul obediently. I will never let you suffer too much."

"But I'm not as dead yet." Severus shook his head, with no fear on his face.

His arm twitched, and soon after, strange spells turned into colorful chains and climbed towards Voldemort's body. Each one was circling like a long snake. Although it was not as terrifying as Voldemort, it was also full of powerful power!

Although Voldemort was abandoned for so many years, he was still a natural master. When he saw the chains coming, he secretly complained that he was not good, and he hurriedly stepped back.

But he did not escape, but instead shook his body, avoided the attack of the chain, and instead rushed directly towards Severus!

"Your soul is mine!" Voldemort whistled.

As he was about to rush to Severus, he saw a strange magic suddenly appear on his face.

Voldemort was shocked and couldn't help but be stunned. Then, a tingling feeling suddenly came. His divine thought moved. When he saw Lily's body was surrounded by an apron and a magic wand in her hand, she was staring at him fiercely.

In a blink of an eye, a figure that he had forgotten for a long time appeared in Voldemort's mind, "It's you! Damn it, you, the sinner who betrayed Voldemort, wouldn't you die early!"

With a roar, Voldemort rushed towards Lily.

But his ability was weakened too much. In the basement, with the bonus of the Death Eater and the dungeon, he still had the ability to shock the four sides, but here, he was nothing!

Not to mention Lily, even Severus behind him has confirmed each other during the process of learning potions over the years and has also had a super magic. At this time, the two of them attacked each other, so where can they still have a way out?

But Voldemort is Voldemort after all, even in such danger, he would never want to completely eliminate it.

When his figure was wrong, a fire broke out and rushed out of the bedroom in an instant. Lily and Severus's faces moved slightly, and they rushed out quickly, and they were chasing them.

Both of them know this.

But I didn't expect that the fire was just a cover for Voldemort.

He half removed the flames that preserved his soul, but he carried the faint flames through the bedroom floor and hid in the basement.

"I will definitely kill you, sure!" Voldemort secretly remembered Lily and Severus in his heart, and thought angrily.

This time he was damaged a lot.

Although the flame that was hiding was only condensed by dark power, it could still be restored at that time, but the soul power was preserved by flames. At this time, the flame disappeared and the soul was exposed to the outside world unexpectedly, so it was naturally damaged.

But this was something he had recovered and he didn't want to make up for it easily.

But good and bad luck depended on each other, and just as he was angry, a strange feeling poured into his mind.

Not pure darkness.

It is a strange emotion composed of pain, resentment, helplessness, and confusion, mixed together, quite messy, but also full of sinful aura.

Voldemort was very interested and floated forward gently. After a while, he saw the mess on the ground.

In the center was the female-like James. At this time, he was lying on the ground with his eyes blank, with scratches and bruises on his body. The white turbid liquid almost wrapped his whole body, some of which had been dried up, and a fishy smell was emitted in this dirty air.

Around him were Luping and Sirius who had recovered their human form. Peter and others were lying down, with a pale face, and they looked like they were being squeezed out.

The minds of the four people were not clear at this time, and the chaotic emotions were also composed of these four people.

However, Voldemort clearly discovered who the person who played a leading role in this was.

"Although you are a waste, the situation is critical at this time, so you can only borrow your body!" Voldemort looked at James and whispered, "Thank you for your gift, humble servant!"

As he spoke, his body was like lightning and instantly stabbed James's eyebrows.

The fiery red light suddenly turned black, and a scream continued to spread in a faint manner. As the body swayed, a figure of a dementor flashed!

Use dementors to devour the soul and replace it with yourself. Voldemort has already prepared everything!

But, he failed!

The black barrier suddenly extended out of the four people's bodies, connecting them into one piece, like a curtain, covering the four people's bodies. It seemed hazy, but it was extremely strong. No matter how hard Voldemort was to penetrate, it was even more difficult to get close.

The soul shocked aroused a sharp pain. Voldemort stepped back in horror. He looked down at the four rings that burst out with black power. His blurry pupils instantly tightened.

"!" Voldemort roared in a suppressed voice, "I will destroy both my body and spirit in the future, and I will kill you too!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!