The good days of Voldemort and Peter are over.


    They began to live without food and clothes.


    The bearded and long faced man was not weak. They worked hard and even destroyed most of the hotels. Only then did they escape from each other.


    Moldova could not stay, and Voldemort began to look for a new hiding place.


    But before that, he has to solve a big problem


    His body, that is, the body of the wild dog, is approaching its limit.


    "Master, do you really want to do this? I... I think there should be a better... Better choice."


    Peter, who was in rags, blinked and pitifully lay beside the dying wild dog.


    He had a wound on his face and looked very embarrassed.


    "Get out."


    Now every minute is killing. Voldemort doesn''t want to talk nonsense with this waste servant.


    If there were other options, he would not take Peter, who did not succeed enough and failed more than enough, with him.


    Gasping, Voldemort''s soul took the initiative to leave the broken body and re exposed to the air in the form of ghost.


    At that moment, all kinds of senses seemed to expand hundreds of times. He was almost tortured crazy!


    Without hesitation, Voldemort let out a silent howl and went straight into Peter''s forehead.


    Intergrowth.


    The new "one meter four man" was born!


    ......


    Klein reluctantly rubbed his temples.


    Is there such a coincidence in the world?


    How nice to die? I met the members of "death bloom"!


    In other words, has his free range organization expanded to this extent?


    Even a small place like Moldova.


    "Forget it, it''s all Soren''s sins. It has nothing to do with me."


    With the slightly irresponsible idea that "trumpet" is "trumpet" and "self" is "self", Klein decided to put Voldemort''s affairs behind him for the time being - he won''t have any sympathy for the experience of the old snake. Just symbiosis with Peter''s fat mouse. It''s not the first time anyway.


    What bothers him is another thing.


    Garrett Greenwald wants to see him.


    To be exact, Garrett Greenwald wants to see Soren!


    "Also, after hearing about the" Deathly Hallows ", Garrett can''t sit still."


    The Deathly Hallows are gattler Greenwood was obsessed with things when he was young. Even, he used to be the owner of the elderberry wand.


    Tom''s words were so full that he couldn''t turn back.


    It''s also Klein''s fault. In order to suppress those people who "overturned the lane", he had to concave a mysterious and powerful human device. Now, the fake has become true.


    He has the Deathly Hallows, but only one of them is not in his own hands.


    "Well, we have to find a way."


    Klein rubbed his temples and decided to do some preparation.


    The elderberry wand could not be taken back from Dumbledore for the time being. The invisibility cloak was in Harry''s young man''s hand, and he didn''t want to move.


    Then there is only one choice.


    Resurrection stone.


    Or, "mavoro Gunter''s ring.".


    "I''m going to someone else''s house again."


    When he made up his mind, Klein smiled at himself.


    Two days ago, I found the pendant box at Black''s old house. Now I''m going to Gunter''s old house to find the resurrection stone.


    Um


    It''s always Salazar Slytherin, yours is mine. Shouldn''t it matter to use it?


    Salacha has contributed to the small single room for pets in his old family. It''s just a ring. I think it''s nothing.


    He successfully persuaded himself and eliminated the loss in his heart. Embarrassed, Klein nodded, directly "changed shape and shadow" and disappeared.


    ......


    A cafe in a small town in Austria.


    Garrett was very curious about Sauron.


    It''s puzzling that such a powerful man should be able to stand and not raise a flag.


    If it were him, it would have been clear that the chariots and horses would change after setting fire to the British Ministry of magic.


    Let the wizard no longer have to hide. What a beautiful dream~


    "Mr. Greenwald, I need to remind you that your Lord, he has a bad temper. You''d better not say something to make him angry."


    After a few days together, Tom is now completely by Garrett Greenwald was impressed by his bearing.


    Seeing that the appointed time was approaching, he couldn''t help but open his mouth and reminded the old man.


    "Oh, I know."


    It is not the time for him to fiddle with the tide.


    Garrett smiled and narrowed his eyes like the most ordinary old man.


    "I''m just curious, simple curiosity."


    He is curious about many things.


    Why did Soren know he left newmond?


    Why did Sauron have all the Deathly Hallows?


    Why can Soren clearly re-establish order, but never act?


    He''s so curious.


    Curious to know that it would be dangerous to meet Soren, he still wanted to see what kind of person this is recognized as the most dangerous person by the European Ministry of magic.


    Magic had long been set up around the cafe. The boss and staff inside were confused. Suddenly, a blue flame burned without warning, which startled the secretly alert old Zod.


    But Tom was not surprised.


    Lord Sauron seemed to like this way of appearance. When he was in the underground palace, he appeared in the fire.


    "Hehe, first meeting, Mr. Greenwald."


    Words are heard before people arrive.


    A young man stepped out of the flame, smiled and greeted the old man sitting in the card seat.


    "Hello."


    Garrett smiled and looked at the man secretly.


    Black hair, black pupil, slender figure.


    A straight black suit, a dark red shirt, a rose with morning dew on the chest, and a special cuff link of pure gold on the cuffs.


    It''s so young and enviable.


    The old man sighed in his heart.


    Garrett was looking at himself and Klein was looking at each other.


    Um


    It''s different from what you thought.


    A skinny old man with one eye blind.


    From the other side, he could not see any defiance and arrogance of the "Dark Lord".


    A lake of stagnant water?


    No, that may not be appropriate.


    Now Garrett Greendevo is more like a river about to dry up. Only from the traces left by the riverbed can we see how unfathomable he used to be.


    "This is... My uncle?"


    Klein blinked, a rare wave in his heart.


    If it weren''t for the person in front of him, he wouldn''t have to suffer so much.


    If the grindworth family had not collapsed, he would have lived a simpler life.


    You''re welcome to say that the old man sitting in front of us is the "source of all evil"


    Klein''s mouth rose slightly and his smile was a little playful.