"Finite Incantatem."
Matthew slowly raised his wand. A golden beam shot from its tip, striking the mountain-like pile of treasure with precision. Under the light, the treasure heap instantly melted into a pool of sludge.
The gold and silver treasures were merely illusions, their surfaces covered in vicious curses. Any rash touch would trigger a deadly backlash.
With another wave of Matthew's wand, the stone slabs on the ground silently shifted aside, revealing a mysterious chest slightly larger than a suitcase. It had no other protection; it was simply an ordinary chest whose interior had been enlarged with an Undetectable Extension Charm.
With a light flick of his wand, Matthew opened the chest lid, revealing its secret. According to Voldemort's memories, the space inside this chest was immensely vast, even larger than this treasure vault.
Matthew gave a light leap and jumped directly into the chest.
A dazzling sight unfolded before him. The chest was piled high with all manner of rare treasures: Gold Galleons, gemstones, antiques, magical items, and rare magical materials.
These were all the riches Voldemort had plundered through every possible means during his days of tyranny.
But from now on, they all belonged to Matthew.
Voldemort probably never would have imagined that the wealth he had accumulated throughout his life would ultimately fall into Matthew's hands.
Matthew calmly pocketed the treasures in the chest. These riches, together with the Black family inheritance he had received and the empire built by Magic Era Company, instantly made him the richest man in the Wizarding World.
While putting away the items, he found the Wand Horcrux.
After being sealed away for so long, the Horcrux seemed to have fallen asleep again.
Matthew injected magic into the Wand Horcrux and awakened it.
After the Horcrux awoke, the two souls inside