The God of All Realms Starts with Harry Potter

On Ye Ting's side, he was still slowly turning around Voldemort, while avoiding the "foreseeing and seeing through" just now, but slowly telling Voldemort's greatest secret.

"Tom Riddle, you are just a poor creature with powerful power," Ye Ting said mockingly as he walked, "Everyone thinks you are the Dark Lord and fears your power, but in my opinion , You are just a madman living in your own world, using a little immature theory learned from Grindelwald, plus your magical talents to conquer the world. To you, even thinking is not your own Yes, it's just a guy who relies on his immortality ability to act recklessly. It's just a joke."

"You Mudblood... How dare you say something like this..."

Voldemort followed Ye Ting's footsteps vigilantly while rotating in place, keeping Ye Ting within his line of sight, while refuting Ye Ting's mockery indignantly.

However, deep down in his heart, he had been counting on Ye Ting's words to be able to say more, so that he would have more time to relieve the pain that originated from the soul.

The severe pain from the destruction of the Horcrux had indeed greatly reduced his combat effectiveness. If Ye Ting shot directly, then he would have to escape, and the current situation would have to be destroyed.

Ye Ting was just ridiculing. In Voldemort's view, it was because he did not understand the Horcrux like himself, so he did not see his own current state. Perhaps the other party is still wondering whether his own painful appearance is right. It's just an appearance.

Therefore, Voldemort wanted to seize this opportunity that Ye Ting hadn't understood, and restore his state.

Chapter 0370 Psychological Analysis of Tom Riddle

Voldemort was hurrying to recover his state, but Ye Ting pretended to be ignorant of this. He suspected that Voldemort was deliberately weak, and he was cautious not to start. He just walked around Voldemort slowly and confronted him. Attempt to use words to hit Voldemort's heart.

"Did you know? Tom," Ye Ting talked freely as he walked. "Among the Muggles you look down on most, some scholars have established a discipline called Psychology, which specializes in the study of the inner world of people, although Muggles cannot use magic. , Can’t influence, tempt, and control the hearts of others. However, through the study of psychology, Muggles have researched many secrets that even masters of spiritual magic do not understand."

"Really?" Voldemort wiped the cold sweat from the sharp pain on his forehead, grinning sneer, "What secret can Muggles have..."

"Actually, you underestimate Muggles..." Ye Ting shook his head with a pity on his face, "According to Muggle theory, what you did in your life, the reason why you became the Dark Lord, everything is in your childhood. The age is already doomed."

"I didn't expect that Muggles still have research on fate." Voldemort continued to sneer.

However, Ye Ting didn't answer his words, and just continued to talk indifferently.

"According to Karen Horney's theory, in addition to the visible anxiety about the visible crisis, there is also a basic anxiety about the potential crisis. This kind of anxiety is common to everyone, whether it is a Muggle or a wizard. The consequences of the basic anxiety are. It is a personality neurosis, and this symptom often starts in a person’s childhood...By the way, when you were born, Ms. Karen Horney was just as famous. If she knew you, you would definitely become her researcher. Typical Case."

However, Voldemort only responded with a sneer. He always looked down on Muggles and dismissed Muggle's so-called achievements. Had it not been him who was at a disadvantage, he would have interrupted Ye Ting's nonsense.

However, Ye Ting didn't care about this, and continued on.

"Ms. Horney believes that children’s basic needs are safety and satisfaction, but you can’t get everything from your parents in your childhood—your father doesn’t care about you, and your mother can’t ask for her. Love and seek death-from this, your basic anxiety has arisen. In addition, now that you are so strong, you must have shown a powerful mana in your childhood... I remember that we both came from the same orphanage. Well, believe me and you have a similar experience-obviously I am very powerful, but I have to suppress my abilities..."

Although he still expressed disdain for Ye Ting's words, Voldemort suddenly discovered that Ye Ting knew a lot about his past.

It seems that his opponent is indeed investigating him secretly, and the depth of the investigation is greater than he imagined. Then, about the Horcrux...

Ye Ting continued to speak.

"According to Ms. Horney’s theory, people often respond to anxiety in three ways: rely more on others and follow others for comfort; take a hostile and aggressive attitude towards others to establish a sense of superiority and fight anxiety; stay away from others and escape from anxiety. Source. For the young you, the world is full of indifference and hostility. As you have magical talents, you choose the second method, because your talents can become a source of confidence for you to establish a sense of superiority. From then on, you start to try Use control of others, gain power and obedience to seek a sense of security."

"Nonsense! Nonsense! All nonsense!" Voldemort yelled furiously, even the pain in his body could not contain this anger.

Ye Ting’s words made him furious not so much as they made him at a loss, because although he didn’t want to believe it, there was a voice deep in his heart reminding him that Ye Ting’s words were true, and he was indeed. That kind of people.

Seeing Voldemort who was so angry, Ye Ting understood that he had indeed pierced the opponent's sore spot, so he ignored Voldemort's incompetent rage and went on more in-depth.

"According to this theory, neurotic patients tend to create an ideal self for self-satisfaction, and this ideal self is often divorced from reality. After entering Hogwarts, you find that your talent is not unique, but there are still many Other wizards have the power of magic. Although your talents are good, they are not enough to be the capital of your inner pride. So you start to pursue your blood line, and you hope to be able to confirm that you are different. But you are wrong, you His father is not a powerful wizard, but an ordinary Muggle, and also abandoned your extraordinary mother. This is the reason why you hate Muggles, right? Because of this, you ignore the real I started pursuing the path of pure blood."

"No! You are nonsense! It is speculation! I pursue pure blood because pure blood is the future of the wizarding world! Muggles are just a threat from wizards!" Voldemort's low growl was mixed with anger, but it revealed a few things. Distraction guilty——Because he told himself from the heart that Ye Ting was right, he was right.

"Pure blood is the future of wizards, and Muggles are the threat of wizards?" Ye Ting smiled slightly. "This theory does not come from yourself, but Gellert Grindelwald, right? I have to say, he is indeed. A sufficiently good wizard, as a politician and leader, few people can surpass him. His thinking does have a certain truth, but unfortunately... his course of action is still a bit too radical. However, compared to you, he It’s too good, isn’t it?"

"Excellent?" Voldemort immediately retorted, "That old guy is not locked in Newmontgard now, and is now very old, but I am still alive, and will get countless times longer than him?"

"Really? I think that you, the second-generation Dark Lord, will die in front of him." Ye Ting retorted, "When you doubted your blood, you saw Grindelwald, and you saw you from him. What you want, right? You borrowed his theory and even went further, hoping to build a pure-blooded world, so that you can prove your greatness and extraordinary background, right? For this, you even borrowed His name...what you did was just for self-satisfaction!"

"No! You are wrong! Everything I do is for the magical world... the future!"

Voldemort retorted with a low growl in vain, but his rebuttal words were so weak.

His past, his whole life, have been seen through by the boy in front of him.

He wanted to cite an example, or mention his past, to prove that the boy's words were a lie, but his heart told him that the boy could say it all! Complete! just! Indeed!

It was at Hogwarts that he heard about the rumors of Grindelwald and learned everything about Grindelwald that crossed Europe at the time. At that time, he believed that that was what he wanted, the power of Grindelwald, The fear of Grindelwald’s countless subordinates and wizards around the world about Grindelwald—everything fascinated him like that...

And the boy in front of him, based on some past information, analyzed his life vividly, more thoroughly than himself, as if... as if he had seen through his thoughts.

——Yes, this is not Muggle's "psychology"... or "psychology"? In short, this can't be analyzed by his Muggle theory, but by his mentality! He used the same powerful dementia technique just now, just to hit his own heart.

——But it’s okay. Now my state has recovered a bit. As long as I exert my real strength, no matter what fancy magic he has, any small tricks or dementia, it will be useless.

Thinking of this, Voldemort stood up slowly.

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"Have you said enough?"

Voldemort, who had always been able to only verbally refute Ye Ting's language attack due to his state, finally broke out.

With a wave of Voldemort's wand, a red light shot at Ye Ting, which made him have to focus on the battle and resist.

"I have tolerated you for a long time!" Voldemort said solemnly, but his hoarse voice couldn't contain his pleasure.

I am the only one who has always been irritable. Just like Ye Ting's analysis, he has been flawed in his heart since he was a child. It's not really like the first generation of Dark Lord Grindelwald, possessing powerful abilities, extraordinary wisdom, and firm beliefs.

Just like Ye Ting said, even Tom Riddle borrowed his beliefs and ideals from others. Such a guy is actually quite fragile in his heart under that seemingly cruel appearance, as long as he grasps the key. Click, a few words can make his mind break down.

It's just that, apart from Ye Ting and Dumbledore, no one has enough strength to save his life before letting his mind collapse.

However, Ye Ting has done this now.

At this moment, Voldemort, under Ye Ting's words, the so-called villain BOSS's aura was completely lost, and now he was just a child who lost his temper after being provoked.

He has completely lost his reason and completely abandoned all calculations. What is in bad condition, what Horcrux may be seen through, is out of his consideration.

Now, the only thing he wants to do is to kill the boy in front of him, kill this guy who has revealed all the secrets hidden deep in his heart, all the weakness and confusion are naked and bloody.

"I have to admit that you do have two things," Voldemort attacked Ye Ting, and said loudly: "You did seize my weakness and hit me badly. I was in the weakest state just now. It's a pity, too cautious. But you did not seize the chance to defeat me—you are nothing more than that. Now, I am no longer weak, so your death date is approaching!"

"Cautious? Didn't seize the opportunity? Don't be kidding me!" Ye Ting was still the same as he was in the original calm response. He tossed around Voldemort's offensive with ease, and retorted with his thoughts: "It's seldom that you lose your opponents by thinking about it. Now, how can you see through my plan? It turns out that you haven't discovered it yet?"

"Find... what?" Voldemort, who was indulged in anger and lost his mind, felt bad instinctively after hearing Ye Ting say this.

However, now he really doesn't have the mind to observe the surroundings carefully.

What he did was like a mad dog, continuing to attack the people in front of him unscrupulously.

"Hey..." Looking at the Black Demon who had already fallen short of the standard before him, Ye Ting shook his head helplessly, "It seems that I have to reveal all this personally-can't you see that there is something wrong with the surrounding fighting? ?"

"No... that's right!?" Ye Ting's words made Voldemort look around subconsciously.

The current Voldemort was almost equivalent to being robbed of his mind, he was being led by the nose by Ye Ting.