The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"I!…"

Tom wanted to say I didn't want to, but the temptation of the crown was too great.

Ravenclaw's crown!

Tom's eyes were straight.

"Oh, I'm not trying to steal Ravenclaw's wisdom - that thing I've never been tempted to do, the great Voldemort never lacked wisdom! I'm for myself in the crown!"

Tom growled inwardly.

There is always some special connection between the fragments of the same person's soul split by the Life Sucking Curse.

There is another soul shard in the crown beckoning to Tom!

Tom already felt it.

That touch from the soul is like a hungry person smelling the aroma of barbecue!

"I need to get him."

Unparalleled determination erupted in Tom's eyes. With that piece of soul fragment, he was sure to get out of the notebook.

"Don't try to play tricks with me."

Moriarty let out a chuckle, shattering Tom's fantasy.

"Listen to my arrangement honestly, maybe I can let you live in this world again as Riddle."

Moriarty picked up the crown, and Tom couldn't feel the other himself.

"You don't want me to do things for you!"

Tom gritted his teeth.

"The great Voldemort never yielded."

"Look, this is our difference." Moriarty played with the crown casually.

The five fingers turned dexterously to avoid the sharp crown of the crown piercing the skin.

"You never understand win-win, only violence and oppression."

"Then I won't talk to you, I will directly control you."

Moriarty put down the crown, made a "click", and grabbed the notebook.

"Hey, Uncle Biao was going to wait for your resurrection and introduce you to someone. Sigh, it seems that you don't need it anymore. That girl is not bad, tsk, forget it, destroy it."

Moriarty was about to tear up the notebook.

He wasn't trying to frighten Tom, his hands were covered in black flames.

Tom felt the heat of heart palpitations from it, and his soul was burned just by the breath.

"stop-"

Tom finally couldn't hold it any longer and shouted.

"You can't destroy me, I..."

But Moriarty didn't give Tom a chance to speak, "Of course I can destroy you, do you think Horcruxes that are strong to others are also strong to me? I have too many ways to destroy you, like a flood of goblins. so many."

"No, no, stop," Tom said in a panic, "I said stop, okay?"

"But you don't want to listen to me."

"Ha," said Tom, humming angrily, "can I destroy the latter between listening to your words and being destroyed! I'm not that big stupid Hagrid."

"Unfortunately, you will become less brainy than Hagrid in the future. But you have made the right choice now."

Moriarty put down the notebook and put it back on the table.

"Later I will throw you and Voldemort's No. 5 soul fragments into my brain latitude space. Your life and death are up to you."

"Soul Fragment No. 5?" Tom was overjoyed. "How many more? How many Horcruxes have I made? Am I that good?"

"Haha, I hope you won't be mad at the stupidity of that soul fragment."

Moriarty was amused by Tom's innocence.

"You keep saying that you are Voldemort, but remember my words, Tom Riddle is Voldemort, and Voldemort is not Tom Riddle."

"Okay, I'll take you in."

Moriarty closed his eyes and used the alchemy matrix to construct a spiritual space, which is also a type of brain latitude space.

Merlin used this trick to seal Dracula back then, but his mental space was much larger than Moriarty's.

Originally, Moriarty only knew the alchemy matrix, but with continuous development, he also learned the brain latitude space.

The Tom in the notebook was controlled by Moriarty's spiritual force and introduced into the spiritual space.

It was dark here, but Tom was unaffected. He was made of soul and full of anticipation.

"Come on, me in fifty years! Although I don't know why you were arrested, if I devour you, I'll be sure to rush out from here!"

Tom thought angrily, and the first thing he did when he rushed out was to invade Moriarty's body.

Not long after, Moriarty brought in Soul Fragment No. 5.

During the period, a little trouble happened. The magic level of Soul Fragment No. 5 was much higher than Tom's, which wasted a lot of Moriarty's time and mental energy.

"let's start."

Leaving a sentence coldly, Moriarty withdrew from the mental space.

"Tom, don't disappoint your cousin."

Moriarty, who closed his eyes, sneered at the corner of his mouth.

In terms of strength, Tom is no match for Soul Fragment No. 5.

Moriarty is convinced that Tom can win.

Tom can kill Soul Shard No. 5.

The hours of the night passed minute by minute.

There was silence in the bedroom.

It was just from Moriarty's frowning from time to time that the battle was fierce.

Maintaining the spiritual space requires Moriarty's huge spiritual power, and his soul is far stronger than ordinary people, and he is not afraid of being swallowed.

Forty minutes later, Tom said hoarsely to Moriarty, "Come in."

"brush."

Moriarty opened his eyes.

In the mental space, Tom lay on the ground without any image.

There is no trace of Soul Fragment No. 5 here.

"Congratulations, you won and got the chance to be resurrected."

Moriarty turned into a bubble and flew to Tom.

Tom has grown a little taller and his hair has grown longer. Overall, he looks a lot more mature, just like he has grown up by 3 to 5 years.

"Thank you, I'm not happy at all."

Tom's eyes turned from hollow to sharp, looking directly at Moriarty.

"I fell into your hands, hum, tell me, what do you want me to do."

"Your first mission, to defeat Voldemort's main soul, I allow you to devour him."

"it is good!"

Tom jumped to his feet, a look of grimness flashed across his handsome and fair face.

"Voldemort's main soul doesn't deserve to live in this world! He has tarnished my ideals! Split my blood and soul into seven pieces! Fell into the mud!"

The veins on Tom's neck protruded like black snakes.

"That idiot in Fragment 5 actually told me to kill all the Mudbloods who oppose him!"

"But he doesn't think about it either." Tom extended a hand excitedly and gestured, "How many Muggles are there in Great Britain? How many wizards are there!

He killed all the Mudbloods and Muggles, who will highlight the status of wizards? Only the wizards are left, who will highlight my status? "

"What an idiot! He's also a big waste! He was actually killed by his own life-suppressing curse!"

"My face and wisdom have all been lost! Only violence, anger, and killing are left in my mind! Robber! This is a robber!"

"I know so much black magic, I thought he knew more than I did! But? You know what, ah? He's become a life-killer, Cruciatus, Imperius curse! A coward with no seeds! Ruburt? Hagrid is better than him too!"

"I can't believe it, he divided his soul into 7 pieces! Counting the main soul, it's 8 pieces! Slytherin's bloodline was diluted and split by him!"

"He actually lost my nose! Damn it! My handsome nose!"

"The magic transformation in the past is to add something to his body, but he's better, he lost his nose!!

Isn't this the transformation of failure? My history of magic is good, I can clearly remember that all wizards who fail to transform have turned their bodies into crippled and cripple! "

"It's ridiculous that he opened his mouth and shut his mouth to Slytherin with a failed body. He insulted the name Voldemort! He also insulted me!"

Tom was furious, spraying venom like a viper, all anger at Voldemort.

"I don't need you to repeat the stupid things Voldemort did."

Moriarty said, "I reminded you a long time ago that you are Voldemort, but Voldemort is no longer you."

"Huh..."

Tom took a deep breath, "Are you so assured to let me out? No need to make an unbreakable oath?"

"Can an unbreakable oath apply to the soul?" Moriarty asked rhetorically.

Tom, who has absorbed a soul fragment, is really different, so he will try it now.

"Haha," Tom smiled slyly, "I believe you have similar magic, and it can be used to target the soul."

"I should ask this sentence. Let me see what magic you learned after leaving Hogwarts."

Tom, who devoured Soul Fragment No. 5, already has a part of Voldemort's memory.

The soul fragments in the crown were when Voldemort returned to Hogwarts to apply for Defence Against the Dark Arts. It was Voldemort's last normal period.

Even so, Tom still scolded Voldemort bloodily, which shows that Voldemort has gone to an extreme situation.

Tom shook his head and said no.

"Well, you don't, I do." Moriarty's tone suddenly turned cold.

"Just when you were scolding yourself fifty years later, I have planted a spell on you. If you violate my order, you will explode automatically."

Tom's face changed greatly, "What? Impossible! When I was the most angry, how could you curse me without me noticing?"

Emotions play a role in magic that cannot be ignored. Tom has done profound research on this aspect. He scolded Voldemort just now partly because he was wary of Moriarty.

"You mean emotions?"

Moriarty sneered and exited the space.

But Tom felt a strong killing intent.

It made him tremble involuntarily.

"Moriarty's emotional mobilization is stronger than mine!"

When Tom realized this, he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found himself immersed in a round water polo.

"Familiarize yourself with it. Before you get your body back, water is your new body."

"Bang bang bang!"

Moriarty picked up the water polo and patted it like a basketball.

(Thanks to He Jiajun for the reward! Brother Jiajun has also become the first master of this book! Congratulations to Jiajun for being promoted to the grand master! According to the rules of the update, 7 chapters will be added! Starting tonight, the update will begin.)

(We wrote this book at this time last year, and now we finally have our first master. For the newcomer, Ah Hong, I am grateful and happy. With the master, will the leader of the alliance be far away? Hehe, looking forward to a new Little hand. But more of it is emotion, thank you for everyone who has followed here! It would be better if you could share it with other book friends. Not much to say, just code words.)

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