System experience officer

Chapter 2369. Survival System 3

Voldemort was speechless and said, "Ha, I didn't expect that Elin Prince's eyesight was so bad."

Han Zifeng nodded and said, "Yeah, yeah, there's no arguing about that. I don't care, if you can't do it, I'll make an example of you first. Don't think I'm the same as normal people."

Voldemort asked curiously, "What is your power?"

Zi Feng laughed and said, "It's specifically designed to counter you, a curse, and its highest achievement is annihilating the entire doctrine. Your little Karami under your command is no match for me."

Voldemort scoffed, "Little fellow, it's not good to brag."

Zi Feng nodded and said, "I said, Voldemort will be struck by lightning and his face will be blackened." As soon as she finished speaking, Voldemort was struck by lightning. The important thing is that it was a bolt as thick as a person. After the strike, it was over. Apart from the special effects being maxed out, there was almost nothing else wrong. Voldemort's face was really blackened by the lightning.

Voldemort exhaled a puff of smoke, and Zi Feng happily gave him a round of applause. Voldemort was speechless; this talent was truly a nemesis. He took a deep breath: "So, Snape's death was part of the deal?"

Zi Feng retorted, "What are you dreaming of? That's just one of the conditions. Also, you guys fight your battles, but don't bother the Prince family. My family's potions are all on the market. My old man's talent is slightly inferior, so you really shouldn't expect too much. And how you explain it to Old Bee, oh, Dumbledore, is your business. Anyway, my family mainly maintains neutrality. As for messing with me, next time you won't just get struck by lightning."

She thought for a moment and said, "When I go to Hogwarts, I hope I don't see any weirdo or crazy people. Well, when it comes to being crazy, I'm the professional. I'm similar to you, my soul isn't quite complete either, but I truly reassembled myself after my soul was scattered. You were an idiot and you cut yourself."

She rolled her eyes at Voldemort and concluded, "You can understand it. Snape is the deposit, and the other oaths are that in this world, you and your psychotic Death Eaters should appear as little as possible, and avoid conflict with me if possible. I'm similar to you; I can also be considered a Dark Lord, only a world-class Dark Lord."

Voldemort: "Shall we make an unbreakable oath?"

Zi Feng shook his head: "No need for all that trouble. I want you to announce all the agreements we've reached in public. If any of your Death Eaters break the rules, I'll smash them to pieces. If you come looking for trouble, that's breaking your oath. Of course, I hope to hear as much news as possible about the unlucky guy's death. Seriously, I can't accept that kind of news."

Voldemort nodded, then suddenly asked, "Aren't you afraid I'll renege on my debt?"

Zi Feng retorted, "Are you out of your mind? I told you, if I kill a Death Eater and you come looking for trouble, that's breaking my oath. Then that lightning just now will show you its true power. Look up, all the gods you worship are my friends. If I break my oath, they will fight for my wages."

Voldemort: "So you're not planning to deal with the Death Eaters?"

Zi Feng shrugged: "That depends on whether you attack me or not. I said the Prince family, we'll remain neutral until you make a move. You don't even understand what neutrality means anymore, do you?"

Voldemort rolled his eyes and said, "Then when will you grant me immortality?"

Zi Feng thought for a moment and said, "Give me Snape's death and I'll teach you. Anyway, even if you live forever, you'll still get struck by lightning. The important thing is whether you can withstand it. Getting struck by lightning is a test for advancement from man to god."

Voldemort nodded, and Zifeng said, "Alright, don't make me look down on you. I'll give you a month, is that enough?"

Voldemort waved his hand and issued the kill order first. He was much more serious here, directly restricting the time limit to three days. Zi Feng covered her face and added a note to him: "Send more people. Your men may not be able to beat him. Send Malfoy. That guy seems to know him quite well."

To Zi Feng's dismay, a group of dark figures in the sky pointed their wands directly at one of them and promptly devoured him with a dozen or so shots. Zi Feng stared at Voldemort with a bewildered expression. Voldemort, too, questioned, "Really? He didn't want that dark-skinned guy!"

Lifting the hat off the Death Eater, oh ho, it really was Snape. Looking at his dark skin, Zi Feng's expression was one of disdain. Voldemort addressed all the Death Eaters, announcing the Prince family's neutral stance, then looked at Zi Feng.

Zi Feng said to Voldemort, "You're not planning to talk in the courtyard, are you? Dare to come in?"

Voldemort was quite bold. After entering Princeton as the top student, Zifeng had the three little elves prepare food. After drinking a couple of sips of milk, Zifeng said, "First, let me correct you. The correct way to split your soul is to divide it equally. This is a matter of understanding. In the East, it is believed that the soul is divided into three souls and seven spirits. The so-called equal division means that the soul you split must also have three souls and seven spirits, only they are smaller. Through cultivation, the incomplete soul can become a complete person. This way, when you retrieve your soul, your soul power will increase. But your random cutting is like throwing everything into a pot when you're making a potion. Isn't that completely based on luck? Besides, for a person to be normal, they need at least three souls and two spirits left. Any less and they'll either go crazy or become stupid. Right now, you can't even piece together one soul and two spirits. What are you waiting for if not to go crazy?"

Voldemort asked curiously, "How should I fix this?"

Zi Feng thought for a moment and said, "First, find all your Horcruxes, and I'll try to piece them together for you to see how many are left. Then, you can fix up the missing parts of your Horcruxes, at least until they're usable, and then you can hide them. By the way, the Slytherin pendant you've hidden there is a fake, hahaha, hahahaha."

Voldemort: "Oh, I know what Regulus did. So do you know where that Horcrux is?"

Zi Feng retorted, "Are you stupid? Are you stupid? I'm asking you, what's Regulus's full name? What's his last name?"

Voldemort: "Black, so the thing is at Black's house?"

Zi Feng retorted, "Then go look for him! You'll find a complete stranger." After taking two sips of milk, she continued, "What you need to do now is, first, that traitor—while we don't want him to die, we at least need to get Bella into the Black family's inheritance. That way, as the mistress of the house, she can command the elves. The item is in the elves' hands. However, if you get the item, Regulus's death will be meaningless. By the way, have you considered using Regulus's corpse, along with Bella's orders, to peacefully exchange for that Horcrux?"

Voldemort: "Oh, peaceful resolution, I'll try my best."

Zi Feng thought for a moment and said, "You need to go back anyway. Those floating corpses there should have soul power, right? You can have a good meal first. Besides, if you don't let the Death Eaters play so recklessly and kill people indiscriminately, Dumbledore probably won't care about you."