But there was nothing to be done about that.
Who could blame Voldemort for being unlucky enough to have a cheat-code enemy? And that guy not only had cheats, but also knew how the future would unfold. Most infuriating of all, he was cautious—extremely cautious.
That made him impossible to deal with.
Once someone with cheats had fully grown into his power, even Voldemort, the most notoriously troublesome boss in the Harry Potter books, could do nothing about him. He had already missed his best chance to kill Albert.
By the time Voldemort truly realized that Albert Anderson posed a threat and wanted to kill him personally to eliminate any future trouble, he was shocked to discover that it had become very difficult.
Voldemort burst through the window in a cloud of black smoke. After coldly sweeping his gaze over the Dark Wizard Corpses strewn across the corridor, he looked once more at the young man opposite him, who wore a confident smile.
"So this is your trick? Shaking me off, then slaughtering my servants at will to weaken my power?"
"Yes!" Albert admitted readily.
Even Voldemort paused, unable to immediately reward the man opposite him with an Avada Kedavra.
It was not because people had misunderstood Voldemort, nor because Voldemort had become more mild-tempered. It was because doing so would have been meaningless. Just moments ago, Voldemort had intended to launch a surprise attack and kill Albert in one blow.
Unfortunately, Albert had seen through him the moment he arrived.
After realizing that a sneak attack would not succeed, Voldemort patiently spoke with Albert instead, buying time for the Dark wizards to retreat.
"Come to think of it, I really have you to thank for this."
Albert showed no embarrassment whatsoever over bullying the "weak." Instead, he said with