Voldemort's eyes turned red and he howled: "Which of you touched my Horcrux!!"
(Background: In a huge European-style floor-to-ceiling mirror, a handsome man with black hair and red eyes is spinning around inside, either with a head peeking out from the top of the mirror or bumping his head against the edge of the mirror.)
Queen: Mirror, Mirror, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?
Voldemort (suffering): It's you, Queen.
Voice of the heart (Is there something wrong with your brain? If you don't deal with that legitimate heir to the throne, keep asking questions here!)
That's right, Lao Fu successfully traveled through time, and the place he traveled through was "Snow White·Enhanced Edition"
Snow White: Hahaha, can't you dance better? This is a rare wedding for your lovely daughter~
Voldemort: Damn it, you finally managed to survive Snow White until she was fifteen years old, but you, stupid queen, haven't killed her yet? Who told you to let hunters kill people? The potions I teach you are all extremely poisonous. It would be a good idea for you to make a semi-poisonous apple, which is at best an enhanced version of drinking water of life and death! People wake up when the apple comes out! Do you understand what it means to destroy corpses and eliminate traces? You deserve to die wearing iron shoes.
King (touching the mirror in fascination): It's not just your beauty that is unparalleled in the world. Everything about you is unique in the world. Ah, I finally found you, my favorite.
Voldemort: Let me go! I am a mirror now! Damn, what's going on with your family's inheritance! Your brother is a necrophiliac and you are actually a fetishist! Fortunately, I thought you were smart enough to help you ascend to the throne! Who on earth tampered with my Horcrux so that I couldn't get out of a mirror? ! I want to return to the wizarding world!
King (smiling): Don't think about it, my dear, I will find someone to absorb the life force from you, and then you can be my queen.