He originally thought that this card must be a special card such as "How to Make a Horcrux" or "How to Make a Slytherin Box", but he did not expect that it was another card.

A unique card.

[Soul Splitting Technique (Special Card)]

Du Wei touched his chin and looked at this so-called soul division technique.

With his backhand, he hung the Horcrux that others avoided around his neck, then showed it to Sirius and Dobby and asked: "Does it look good? You two, I have hung part of Voldemort on my body.

Very fashionable, isn’t it?”

Sirius swallowed.

Without taking off his wand, he said to Duwei: "Although this box does look good, I think you'd better put it down.

Are you sure you haven't been deceived by it? Du Wei?

Besides, he’s really not very good-looking.”

Du Wei lowered his head and said disappointedly: "Is that so, Sirius? It's okay, you have been squatting in Azkaban for eleven years, and your aesthetics cannot keep up with the times.

I can understand you.

Mr. Dobby, do I look good like this?"

Du Wei turned around and looked at Dobby expectantly. Dobby didn't know if this looked good, but Mr. Du Wei called Dobby Mr. Dobby.

Dobby's ears stood up when he heard this title.

"It's very beautiful, Mr. Duwei."

"very good."

Du Wei touched Dobby's big ears and said to Dobby: "Mr. Dobby, it seems that my vision is right. You are indeed a person with rich aesthetics and elegance!

Can you prepare dinner for us? We are all hungry."

"No problem, Dobby will go cook right away."

With a snap of his fingers, Dobby disappeared.

Du Wei sniffed the rancid smell in the air, couldn't help but grabbed the box on his chest, and kissed it on his mouth.

"Find a place to sit, my house elf, and bring me a glass of water, sugary, not too bitter."

He yelled loudly at Sirius.

Sirius observed Du Wei and made sure that there was nothing wrong with Du Wei. Then he turned around and went to boil water for Du Wei himself.

"I am not your house elf, I repeat."

He protested loudly.

"I know, I know, I know you're not.

If my house elf was that stupid, I would have cut off your head and hung it on the wall."

Du Wei said lazily. He kept tapping the box hanging on his chest with his wand. He sat on the ground and kept asking as if sending a telegram: "Voldemort, Voldemort, are you there? Are you there? Are you there?"

Are you there? Are you there?"

He tapped and tapped with his wand, as if the box on his chest was a communication machine.

There is no response from the box.

Du Wei was like a naughty child, patiently knocking on the box constantly, trying to contact Mr. Voldemort on the opposite side.

Never tired, even a little excited.

…

Mr. Voldemort on the other side.

He is in Germany now.

Germany has a vast mountainous area, and he was now in the mountainous area. The stimulated Voldemort finally remembered how he started his business.

He finally remembered his old profession.

He started as an orphan, grew up as a lone wolf, formed secret societies, obtained treasures, and followed in the footsteps of Slytherin. Finally, after he appeared, the entire English wizarding world became his possession.

After so many years of smooth sailing, he has forgotten the taste of failure.

This setback made him more motivated to fight. Maybe it was because he didn't want to die, so he had to start his own plan.

He didn't know which of his Horcruxes had been destroyed, nor did he know who had destroyed his Horcruxes.

He didn't even know that he had several Horcruxes and they were discovered.

He is too far away from the Horcrux.

But this incident sounded a wake-up call for him.

He didn't have much time. He originally planned to use Potter's blood to resurrect to prevent Harry Potter's spell from working on him, but time did not allow it.

If he procrastinates any longer, his other Horcruxes will be damaged and his safety will not be guaranteed.

Therefore, Voldemort finally unfolded his terrifying secret society ability. He could bewitch one Professor Quirrell, the second one, and the third one.

Just like now.

He lay on top of the Ministry of Magic operator and drank the unicorn's blood.

He no longer cares about the curse.

Next to him, a large number of Erjin corpses were lying on the ground. These corpses were very useful to him. He needed more men and more Inferi.
Chapter completed!