In the forest of Akkabania, there is an abandoned castle.

The Death Eaters gathered here quietly in black robes.

Just now, the Dark Mark on their arms suddenly burned.

The Death Eaters were extremely surprised. Why did it burn at this moment? Why did their master call them at this time?

Does their master still exist?

And they are even more suspicious about what this black screen with scrolling text in front of them is.

And who is the so-called Anton?

Among the Death Eaters, the most fanatical Bellatrix licked the mark on her hand and laughed wildly.

Just now, she had just escaped from Azkaban.

"Hahahaha, the Dark Lord is back. I knew he would come back eventually!"

In the darkness, a cold voice said indifferently:

"Bella, I will never forget your loyalty."

Hearing this familiar voice, Bella laughed wildly and turned her head to look back, but she only saw a strange face.

"Master?!"

Quirrell took off his turban and turned his head to the crowd.

With only his face left, Voldemort said to the crowd:

"Just now, I saw something you have never seen in your life."

"A boy was actually called Merlin!"

"And the hat actually said that he had magical talent that surpassed Salazar Slytherin!"

"A truly great talent!"

Hearing this, the Death Eaters changed their expressions.

Most of them graduated from Slytherin.

In their eyes, Voldemort was the supreme dark lord, the true master of magic.

And the founder of Slytherin was the greatest magician after Merlin!

There was actually a boy who had such power!

This.

Bella shouted angrily

"The humble Sorting Hat, that lousy hat must have been momentarily stupid!"

"How could anyone surpass your magical talent!"

Voldemort also laughed.

Bella suddenly seemed to remember something and pointed to the screen over there.

"My dear lord, what is this?"

"And who is that Anton?"

Voldemort shook his head.

"I don't know the name of this creature. As for Anton, it is the name of the Asian boy."

After saying that, Voldemort suddenly waved his wand and pointed it at the screen.

""The true form is revealed!"

As soon as the words fell, a beam of green light shot out from the yew wand.

It instantly hit the screen floating in the air.

But the screen seemed to be protected by a barrier.

The magic shot by Voldemort had no reaction at all.

This scene shocked the Death Eaters.

In their eyes, Voldemort was the god who controlled magic!

Except for that boy!

Nothing could defeat the magic of the Dark Lord!

"How could this happen?"

Voldemort was completely speechless, staring blankly at the screen in front of him.

That thing seemed to completely ignore magic.....

At Hogwarts, most of the freshmen had evacuated in an orderly manner under the protection of their prefects.

Only some students stayed behind.

Dumbledore looked at the screen, then at the freshman Anton. He had no idea what the relationship was between this gifted child and the sudden appearance of the strange vision. McGonagall raised her wand and walked to Dumbledore cautiously.

"Headmaster, have you ever seen this thing?"

Dumbledore shook his head.

"Sorry, Minerva, he has powers of his own that I cannot fathom.

Ron suddenly raised his arms

"Mr. Dumbledore, my father is a Muggle fan, and we have this at home."

"It's called a plasma TV, but it's definitely a completely new type of TV.

Dumbledore adjusted his glasses.

"What exactly does television do?"

"Similar to Chocolate Frog Cards"

"Got it, thank you, Mr. Ron, one point for Gryffindor"

""Okay, Mr. Wood, you are the prefect, send all the freshmen back to the common room."

The Gryffindors were reluctantly driven back to the common room.

Hermione looked at Anton with a reluctant look.

She really didn't understand why this oriental boy who suddenly fell into her home had so many secrets.

After saying that, Dumbledore looked at Anton.

"I guess Mr. Anton should have something to do with this thing."

Anton took off the Sorting Hat on his head and walked towards the big screen.

The screen was slightly lit up.

He could clearly feel the warmth of the light.

For a moment, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

As long as he could regain his memory, his magic would be revived again.

Thinking of this, Anton pressed his hand on the screen.

As Anton touched it, the screen began to ripple with golden ripples.

【The target gene has been obtained and the live broadcast room has been upgraded successfully!】

【The magic world communication group has been established! The chat function has been enabled! The live broadcast room function has been enabled! The question and answer function has been enabled!】

【The character invitation was successful.

Several professors looked at the screen in front of them, and suddenly a small dialog box popped up.

【Professor Quirrell (Voldemort's trumpet) has joined the live broadcast room】

【Dumbledore has joined the live broadcast room】

【Snape has joined the live broadcast room】........

Dumbledore stared at the words that popped up on the screen in front of him, his face ashen.

【Gellert Grindelwald has joined the live broadcast room】

【Grindelwald: ? ? ? ? 】

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