"Ah..." Voldemort understood what Herpo meant. "This spell has only just appeared. If even students can master it, then he can undoubtedly seize the right to speak and the initiative."
His voice was full of sarcasm. "Hypocritical Dumbledore! So this was what you had in mind! Hiding behind the scenes like a coward, silently controlling everything!"
"Not only can he enjoy everyone's worship, he can also gain absolute power!" His eyes narrowed. "No, this has always been his style! He's a hypocritical old lunatic!"
Herpo said, "Voldemort, my Exile Plan was also devised based on the possibility that Dumbledore would add the Disarming Charm to the examination."
"And what if Dumbledore doesn't do that?" Voldemort asked. "You have to understand, he's a hypocritical old lunatic. No matter what despicable thing he does, I wouldn't find it surprising."
"Of course, that possibility cannot be ruled out," Herpo said. "But at present, the most likely scenario is to use the opportunity presented by the examinations to exile Wizet into the turbulent currents of time."
"Use the examinations as an opportunity?" Voldemort's voice suddenly turned cold, his tone becoming dangerous. "Herpo, you have a very bad habit. You're always hiding things from me."
"We agreed to cooperate, to consolidate the resources under our control. But what have you done? I always end up discovering the secrets you concealed."
He leaned forward slightly and began playing with his wand again. The tip of it would occasionally point at Herpo.
"Perhaps I should make a hole in your chest and see how many secrets are still inside? Or use Veritaserum to make you into a Horcrux, ensuring that you always tell the truth and that our cooperation can continue?"
Herpo's expression did not change. He still spoke calmly. "I merely drew a reasonable conclusion from