Chapter 127: Wizard Spell

Time, 12:10 pm.

In the girls' bathroom on the third floor, two figures who were obviously men were lingering outside.

Dumbledore, do we really want to go in? Riddle hesitated.

If it were him before, he might not care about these little details.

But now, he expected to live in this identity for an almost infinite time, and if he was discovered to have gone into the ladies' room, it was known that Myrtle was in there all along.

He was paying attention to the girl he accidentally killed. At this time, she should be sitting on the water tank of the innermost toilet as usual.

I mean, the guy who entered here is probably the same person as the wizard who appeared in Rotherham Church. And based on what you just showed, you should be the only one among us who feels the magic that seems to stop time. Riddle began to make excuses.

But this was no excuse. After he didn't want to go in, he immediately thought of their omission.

He and Dumbledore have been invincible for so long that when faced with danger, they usually choose to rush past danger instead of planning and taking action.

When did you get the illusion that I wanted to go in right away? Dumbledore rubbed his eyes.

If I want to get in quickly, why bother hanging out with you for so long.

It is difficult, even impossible, to inherit the name of a wizard, a wizard who is called a god.

The magic power of the wizard itself will be mutually exclusive with the magic power of the name. No matter how weak the wizard is, he will not be able to accept the magic power of the name.

Only Muggles can be used as containers by fallen gods, but Muggles cannot perceive the power of gods through their names, and conversely, the power of gods cannot come to them.

And now, in the secret room in this bathroom, there is a wizard who has inherited the name of Cronus and the power of the God of Time. Dumbledore whispered, his face full of surprise.

I think I know this better than you. The name Voldemort represents my power, and it is Slytherin's conjecture and knowledge about higher realms that I found in the Chamber of Secrets.

In terms of the Muggle knowledge I recently learned, it is to compress the entire wizard's information and name it with an invisible name.

Does it sound familiar to you, similar to the process of creating a spell?

This name is equivalent to a curse, spreading among wizards and in the magic magnetic field.

It is another exploration of the realm of the undead by wizards and enchantments.

But I didn't do it. This name just allowed me to sense the position and even the mood of the wizard who called it.

Maybe this has something to do with my incomplete soul?

After all, I made the first Horcrux Diary not long after I got the manuscript.

But I really don't understand why those gods are so powerful.

We can say that we have reached the limit of where existing wizards can stand.

However, our most powerful ability can only reach the average level of the wizards who are called gods in ancient books.

If our field were to be called by another name, it would only be at the level of a demigod. Riddle frowned.

But the strange thing is that he is obviously talking and his mouth is opening and closing, but there seems to be no sound coming out.

But from Dumbledore's expression, it could be seen that he could hear.

Don't you think Voldemort thinks this is the deterioration of the wizard's bloodline? Dumbledore couldn't help but complain. Yes, but that's obviously wrong, as we've talked about before.

Maybe it's the curse of the gods, those forerunners, who are afraid that more powerful wizards will be born in the future? .But some gods and wizards disagreed. The war broke out and the gods became dead. Only the mythical stories and the power contained in their names can prove their existence. Riddle guessed.

Maybe, but Tom, you probably shouldn't have cast that soundproofing spell just now.

We are here to discuss the secrets of the realm of gods. If that wizard really existed, he might have been unable to help but show up to answer our questions.

I don't think it's because of your spell, Tom, that he didn't notice us. Dumbledore said with a smile. And with a wave of his wand, the soundproofing spell was cancelled.

But Riddle didn't care.

At his level, he wouldn’t be able to hear our voices masked with magic?

In fact, you can tell from the fact that the old man in Rotherham Church is still alive and remembers everything, that he is not a bad person, at least not a guy like Voldemort.

He doesn't mind his existence being known to others.

If he didn't show up, maybe he was just busy with other basilisks, or maybe he didn't want to pay attention to us at all.

You should have other things to say if you stay here. Riddle noticed something.

Dumbledore must have other things to say, or else would he risk being discovered by Professor McGonagall, who was up late at night, lingering in the girls' bathroom just to say these things?

If you really want to attract that person to appear, wouldn't it be the same in the bathroom?

Although there is Myrtle inside, the ghosts in Hogwarts are very obedient to the principal's words and just let her leave for a while.

Well, I just wanted to say thank you. Dumbledore's eyes wandered.

Now that he was sure the man was gone, he could say the long overdue words.

Are you crazy? A blush spread across Riddle's pale cheeks.

I mean thank you for that letter. Dumbledore continued.

After Fudge stepped down and Arthur, who had been idle, was taken seriously again, he realized how wrong he was before.

Oh, you finally understand the benefits of power. Riddle raised his eyebrows.

Now it's power. When Dumbledore finds that the wizarding world can no longer do without him, he will focus on lifespan.

Dumbledore! Don't think of leaving me alone! Riddle still had a slightly flushed look, and no one knew what he was thinking just now.

He only knew that maybe everything was starting to develop in a good direction.

No, I just found that power should be in the hands of those who deserve it.

As for why I thank you.

You should know the rest, so I'll talk about Fudge.

Do you know that Fudge has a nephew named Rufus Fudge?

Rufus also wanted to work in the Ministry of Magic, so Fudge wrote him a letter.

I won't repeat the content of the letter, but there is a paragraph that I remember very clearly, where he, as an elder, gave Rufus advice on how to be a good official in the Ministry of Magic.

The first stage, claim that nothing happened.

The second stage, maybe something happened, but you shouldn't take action now.

The third stage, maybe you should take action, but you can't do anything now.

The fourth stage: I should have done something, but now it is too late, I regret it. Dumbledore's tone was full of anger.