Magician of HP Clow card

Chapter 133 Ariana x Voldemort 4

Ariana, who felt insecure, rested on Voldemort's lap. The little girl always curls up in a ball when sleeping.

He closed the note and put the quill aside. He reached out and patted her back gently.

Ariana's frown relaxed and she fell into a sweet dream again.

Since the last incident, Ariana has begun to have trouble sleeping. Constantly afraid that Voldemort will disappear.

Voldemort just thought he was taking care of the child and began to coax her to sleep.

Now nearly two years have passed, and the black train came again, but this time he chose not to get on the train.

When daytime came, Ariana stretched and rubbed the red marks on her cheeks from sleep.

I need to go to Station 2 today and look around to see if there is any good stuff.

The two of them walked in tandem, Ariana and Voldemort thinking about what she needed.

He was so excited that he couldn't help but walk backwards. A pair of eyes are also curved into crescent moons.

Voldemort didn't notice that a sincere smile appeared on his face. Still handsome, but looking much gentler.

A black vortex suddenly appeared behind Ariana. Ariana, who was unconscious, was still retreating, about to step in with half her foot.

Voldemort reached out to grab Ariana and pulled her into his arms. Ariana's face was pressed against her abdominal muscles, her expression was extremely blank.

And the next second, a black vortex appeared beneath his feet. Two people fell at the same time. After Ariana screamed, she felt her body being thrown up. Then it falls outside the cave.

"Mr. Voldemort!" Ariana watched as the ground closed and Voldemort disappeared. She frantically dug into the ground with her hands, but to no avail.

Ariana buried her head and cried.

……

Voldemort felt like he was wrapped in warm water, and there seemed to be magical fluctuations of peaceful emotions around him.

A burst of magic power was injected into him, and he realized that he now existed in his body. Someone seemed to be talking in my ear.

Voldemort tried desperately to open his eyes, but to no avail. His forehead seemed to be tapped by something. He feels a little sleepy...

no…

Can't sleep...how is Ariana...

The little crying bag doesn't have itself, so it must be crying again...

I have to go back...

He tried to raise his head and opened his eyes with difficulty.

Two somewhat familiar figures appeared in front of them.

It's Dumbledore! ! !

He raised his hand and pressed it on the transparent glass. There was a splash of water all around.

Head hurts…

The body is also...

Crazy magic suddenly broke out, and he took a sip of the nutritional potion. I just feel pain everywhere.

The old enemies seemed a little panicked. The wand waved to help him transfer the magic power.

After gradually calming down, he had time to check the situation around him.

This seems to be the living room of a room, but there are large and small alchemy experimental equipment placed there.

Dumbledore was talking to Grindelwald, and the two old guys looked at him from time to time. It seems to be confirming something.

He only heard the last sentence clearly.

"It's not her, that's wrong... No need, just keep it."

Not her?

Voldemort looked at his small hands, his mind racing with thoughts.

This she...Ariana?

Why are you looking for her?

He secretly became vigilant in his heart and decided to observe whether it would cause harm to his little girl.

Another jar was set up next to it, and the two old men looked at the jar seriously every day.

Soon, a red-haired baby appeared inside.

His own body was gradually taking shape. Now I can barely control my body movements.