Chapter 100: One person can't hold up the sky alone! (It's difficult to succeed single - handedly) A stupid idea of Voldemort!

Voldemort's menacing whispers clouded Eris's mind and fanned the flames of evil within her.

Yes! This second - generation Dark Lord really makes sense!

Dark magic! If one's heart isn't dark, what right does one have to use dark magic?

I was never a good person to begin with!

Didn't I return to Britain following my mother's last wishes to eliminate all obstacles and reclaim what belongs to our branch of the family?

Evil thoughts swarmed Eris's mind, and the strange, malevolent aura around her grew stronger.

It wasn't until she recalled the extremely worrying news she'd learned from Dudley that she regained a bit of her senses from the growing madness of evil thoughts.

"Mas... Master! I heard... I heard you had placed a powerful curse on the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, which I currently hold?"

Eris steadied herself and stammered out the question.

Voldemort's main soul protruded his misshapen python's head. He stared deeply at Eris with his red eyes for a few moments before slowly replying:

"That's right! It was my masterpiece back then! A miracle! A miracle even I can hardly replicate!"

Hearing this, Eris's heart sank.

"Do you have a way to make me immune to this curse's effects?" Eris asked persistently.

"Hisssss, haha!"

Voldemort's main soul laughed. He was laughing at Eris's innocence.

Seeing Voldemort laugh, Eris also showed a bit of a smile on her face. She thought she was going to be saved.

However, the next second.

Voldemort's main soul stopped laughing, stared coldly at Eris, and mercilessly pronounced:

"No way! If a miracle could be easily adjusted, would it still be a miracle?"

The smile vanished from Eris's face. Her face turned deathly pale, and her heart was completely chilled.

She'd been Voldemort's lackey. She had no money, no freedom, and always had to be on guard against the scrutiny of the whole school. Now she had to endure a back - stab from the Boss.

This job was really unbearable. If she'd known this earlier, she shouldn't have entered that forest, nor should she have fantasized about using Voldemort's power and influence.

Eris was helpless, but driven by her will to survive, she quickly started thinking about what to do next.

Seeing Eris in a daze, Voldemort knew exactly what this new subordinate was worried about.

He grinned with his misshapen split mouth, flicked his forked tongue, and sneered comfortingly:

"So you have to help me get The Philosopher's Stone quickly, and brew the Elixir of Immortality and the potion for body's restoration, and help me regain my body and return to my peak.

By then, you won't have to be afraid of anything. You won't have to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts anymore. Hisssss, haha—"

Eris was furious at Voldemort's sarcastic remarks, but she dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction. In her desperation, she suddenly grasped a glimmer of inspiration:

"Master, I've noticed that Dudley Dursley and Harry Potter seem to really dislike the Potions professor, Severus Snape."

On the first night of the new semester, they shook hands with or greeted all the faculty members, but deliberately skipped Snape. They didn't even give him a single smile, seemingly having a deep feud with him.

"Can we take advantage of this and pull Snape to our side? Having one more helper will help you get The Philosopher's Stone faster, right?"

Eris was under a lot of pressure and felt she couldn't handle it alone, so she came up with the idea of forming an alliance. Even more incredibly, she set her sights on Snape, a double - agent.

Voldemort's main soul fell into a brief silence, then decided to reveal some inside information to Eris. "You have good eyes! Snape is one of mine!"

"Really?"

Eris was overjoyed. This would save her a great deal of trouble.

If it weren't so difficult to stay undercover, she really wouldn't want to force herself to curry favor with a smelly man who never washed his hair, was unhygienic, and ignored her.

Now, it was great. This guy was originally one of her teammates. She could just use Voldemort's identity to give him orders.

Eris had high hopes, but Voldemort's main soul didn't want to make things that easy for her.

Voldemort's main soul continued, "Although Snape was an undercover agent I sent to Dumbledore's side in the past, and I trusted his loyalty, ten years have gone by, and people's hearts may change.

Plus, from what you've observed, maybe Harry Potter and his cousin already know that Snape leaked a prophecy to me in the past, and they hold a grudge against him.

It's very likely that Snape's undercover identity has been exposed. He's being used by Dumbledore as another bait to lure me out!"

Eris's pretty face fell. She was extremely annoyed. "Then do you have anyone else at Hogwarts you can trust?"

"No!"

Voldemort replied bluntly.

Trust? For him, trust was a luxury. No one could gain his full trust, especially when his magic power was at a low ebb.

With his current magic power, it was already the limit for him to control Eris.

It was absolutely impossible for him to control someone as powerful and scheming as Snape.

He wasn't going to joke about his own life.

"It seems I can only rely on myself!"

Eris was on the verge of tears, putting on a pitiful and helpless show, hoping to move Voldemort and get some extra help from him.

But in Voldemort's main soul's eyes, this act was a sign of a weakling and a coward.

"Stop putting on an act! If you can't get the job done, you don't deserve to live!"

Voldemort's main soul's extremely cold words quickly made Eris behave and become more proper.

Seeing this, Voldemort softened his tone a little. "Your act just now won't work on me, but it could work on Snape.

As far as I know, Snape is a romantic. He especially likes beautiful green - eyed women who are tough on the outside but gentle on the inside.

You can work in this regard. Approach him on your own and seduce him into lending you a hand, but don't reveal any information related to me, so as not to arouse Dumbledore's suspicion!"

Get it?!"

Voldemort simply didn't understand love, nor could he comprehend Snape's feelings for Lily.

In his opinion, Snape was just smitten with pretty women like Lily. As long as a woman had similar looks and gave off a similar aura, she could easily captivate Snape.

So, he came up with such a lousy idea for Eris.

"Got it, Master!"

Eris quickly replied. But as she recalled the cold looks Snape had given her in the past two days, she felt that Voldemort's idea wasn't very feasible.

Moreover, things had come full circle. In the end, if she wanted to get a teammate, she'd have to degrade herself by using her charm to seduce others.

Voldemort is really useless!