Chapter 120 Assistant Coach Tom Riddle

"Replace it?" Riddle opened his eyes wide, "What does this mean?!"

"They are also the incomplete soul fragments of Voldemort. He can be completely resurrected through the bones of his father, the blood of his enemies, and the flesh of his servants. So there is no reason why you can't use this to obtain a physical body!" Dracula smiled strangely. , a light flashes in his eyes from time to time.

Riddle looked at Dracula's evil expression and was a little surprised for a moment. But at the same time, he had a strong desire to replace his main soul and obtain a real body.

If one day comes, he will no longer need to exist as a humble Horcrux, but can truly become a "wizard"!

"Can I really do that?"

After a moment of silence, Riddle finally made up his mind and asked.

"Whether it's possible or not, it's okay to give it a try, right?" Dracula raised his glass again and shook it gently, "Since Voldemort chose to split his soul, he must also be prepared to have his soul split. Prepare for the repercussions.”

"If you divide your soul into many parts, how much power will remain in Voldemort's main soul?" Dracula said to himself as he took a sip of bright red wine.

"So what do you need me to do?" Riddle asked.

"Don't worry, there's still quite a while before Halloween." Dracula chuckled, "Before that, I have one thing I need your help with."

Riddle looked questioning.

"Can you write lessons and correct homework?" Dracula asked under Riddle's astonished expression.

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In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class the next day, Dracula had a new assistant.

The little wizards looked at the new young and handsome assistant with curiosity. They were all speculating on how such a wizard, who looked to be about sixteen years old, could become an assistant teacher in the Defense Against Dark Arts class?

The other lower-grade wizards were a little better. After all, they didn't look older than Riddle, so there wasn't much to say about that.

But in the sixth-grade Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Riddle's sixteen-year-old face was clearly the same age as the young wizards in the audience. For such a person to have the "power of life and death" in their daily homework from now on, Of course it will make some people feel unconvinced.

Slytherin's Marcus Flint was very dissatisfied with a man about his own age becoming an assistant coach, and stood up on the spot and raised questions.

"Professor Dracula, I think that such a person who has not studied magic for a few years is not suitable to be our teaching assistant." He said loudly.

Dracula looked at the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team with interest, laughing secretly in his heart.

He had some impression of this student, because in last year's Defense Against the Dark Arts Ordinary Wizard Level Exam, he was the only one to get a "t" grade, which represented an extremely poor level. He also took the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam in recent years. Only one "t".

Dracula couldn't understand how on earth such a scumbag had the courage to question the Dark Lord's Horcruxes?

"So do you have any other ideas, Mr. Flint?" he asked with a half-smile.

Looking at Professor Dracula's expression on the stage, Flint swallowed secretly.

He had already started to back off, but at this moment, another Slytherin student next to him whispered to him: "Marcus, have you forgotten our purpose? We can't let the Defense Against the Dark Arts class recruit assistants. , do you really want to do your homework?!"

That's right, the reason why Flint and his classmates questioned Riddle as a teaching assistant was actually just one of the trivial reasons why they were unconvinced——

The most important reason is that I don’t want to do my homework!

After a year of getting along with each other, the students have already figured out Dracula's character. Before recruiting a teaching assistant, he was too lazy to correct homework, and there was a high probability that he would not assign homework at all!

Even before the end of last semester, under the strict requirements of Professor McGonagall, Professor Dracula reluctantly found a few teaching assistants to help correct the homework. He himself did not even look at the homework.

In addition, in order not to affect the teaching assistant, the workload of those days was actually very small, which made a scumbag like Flint very happy!

Thinking of the joints, Flint gritted his teeth and said with force under Dracula's half-smiling gaze:

"Professor, I think the person who can become an assistant teacher in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class must at least have the ability as Quirrell's assistant teacher last year!"

"How strong is Assistant Quirrell?" Dracula played with the wand in his hand, and the expression on his face became more playful. "I remember that the information about Assistant Quirrell has been announced. I think you should know that he is a powerful person. The identity of a dark wizard is correct.”

"Do you want Assistant Riddle to have the same strength as Assistant Quirrell?"

Flint was sweating profusely on his forehead, but for his plan of not doing homework, he could only bite the bullet and said: "That's right, Professor Dracula."

"I think Assistant Quilo did a very good job last year, and I don't want to find someone who is not as good as him as an assistant...especially since he is still so young."

Dracula shook his head with a smile, turned around and looked at Riddle, who had been watching the show for a long time.

"What do you think, Assistant Riddle?" he asked.

"Professor, since the students question my strength, why not let me show them a little bit?" Riddle smiled gently and glanced at Flint.

Flint looked at this gentle smile, and for some reason, felt a strong chill from it.

He probably never dreamed that the powerful dark wizard Assistant Quirrell, whom he used as a shield, could be regarded as a servant of Assistant Riddle on the stage!

"No problem." Dracula nodded slightly, "In that case, let's change the teaching method for this class."

"Everyone, put your textbooks away!"

The students in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom said they were used to it and stuffed the textbooks back into the drawer very skillfully.

"Now, Assistant Coach Riddle will have a 'friendly' duel with you one by one." Dracula smiled maliciously, "I just want to take this opportunity to check out your achievements in the duel club these days."

Then, he looked at Riddle and said, "Don't torment them too much. These people will have to attend the Duel Club party tonight!"

Riddle nodded slightly, and then walked straight to Flint's position.

"Let's start with you, Mr. Flint," he said softly.

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When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom was in a mess again.

"Corpses" were placed in various corners of the classroom, their eyes rolled white, and they were wearing dirty clothes.

"You guys have a good rest at noon, and remember to attend the duel club on time in the evening!"

Dracula and Riddle walked out of the classroom on time. Before leaving, Dracula did not forget to remind them to join the punctuality club.

Outside the classroom, there were already groups of little wizards poking around to inquire about the news. Even though they had seen such a scene in the classroom many times, they still couldn't help but feel chilled.

When they heard Professor Dracula's "well-intentioned" reminder, everyone present shuddered together, and one word quietly came to mind -

"devil!"

Fred and George, who had been waiting in the corridor for a long time, slipped into the classroom first, jumping back and forth on the empty space where the body was lying, and soon discovered Percy Weiss among the crowd.

"Percy, tell us what we just talked about in this class!" Fred asked with curiosity on his face as he shook Percy's body.

"Did Professor Dracula feel that the training in the Duel Club was not satisfying enough, or did he return to devil training?" George also asked beside him.

"No... none..." Percy was shaken by Fred, but had no strength to break away, and said intermittently, "Professor Dracula found a new teaching assistant from somewhere... He is just like Dracula. Professor La is like a devil... he singled out a group of us..."

"No, Assistant Riddle was here when we were in class?" Fred saw that Percy was about to faint, so he stopped shaking, "But we clearly don't have this kind of devilish training!"

At this time, another sixth grade student's speech told them the truth of the matter.

"Flint...I'm going to kill you..." was the breathless voice of Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. "You have nothing to do to provoke...what are you doing to provoke Assistant Riddle...what harm?" We all duel with him..."

Fred and George looked at each other and silently added the new assistant coach Riddle to their blacklist of pranks.

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At the same time, in the principal's office.

"Albus, I would like to know the identity of Professor Dracula's latest teaching assistant?" Professor McGonagall, wearing a top hat, hurried in and asked seriously, "I always think he looks familiar. , and the familiarity with him... doesn't seem to be a positive impression."

"Albus, who is this Assistant Riddle?!"

Dumbledore was revising a document about Horcruxes. When he saw Professor McGonagall arriving, he silently put the document away.

"You may have remembered it wrong, Minerva." He said with a smile, "I have no impression of Assistant Riddle... Oh, I know, maybe he looks a bit like you decades ago. A handsome Muggle first love?"

"I'm not kidding you, Albus!" Professor McGonagall said angrily after hearing Dumbledore's inappropriate remarks.

"Minerva, I'm not kidding." Dumbledore still kept a smiling expression. "If you think about it carefully, they are both handsome. Maybe they are actually a bit similar?"

"Since you don't want to tell me, I'll look for it myself." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and glared at him angrily, then walked down the spiral staircase of the principal's office in a hurry, and went to look for clues by herself.

Looking at Professor McGonagall leaving, Dumbledore sighed softly.

Using this inappropriate way to piss off Professor McGonagall could indeed change the subject very quickly, but he didn't know how long he could keep it a secret from her, or whether it would have any other adverse effects. .

Dracula's sudden decision to make Riddle his assistant really caught Dumbledore off guard.

Although Voldemort's face had been distorted into a human shape more than forty years ago, few people in the wizarding world now know what he looked like when he was young.

But wizards generally live long lives, and there are always some wizards who experienced Voldemort's student days who are still alive.

Not to mention the wizarding world, just in Hogwarts Castle alone, there are several wizards who know what Voldemort looked like when he was young——

Excluding Dumbledore himself, Professor Kettleburn, who has been a professor of Care of Magical Creatures for more than 60 years, was one of the professors who taught Tom Riddle. Fortunately, as a Horcrux, Riddle does not need to go to the auditorium to eat, so he has not yet met Professor Kettleburn, who always teaches outdoors.

But not only that, the current gamekeeper Hagrid also knew Riddle and was even very impressed by him.

Back then, Riddle reported Rubeus Hagrid, who was still a third-year wizard, making the professors at Hogwarts think that the Acromantula secretly raised by Hagrid was a murderous monster. Because of this, Hagrid was expelled from Hogwarts, and Riddle won the special contribution award to the school.

Even Professor McGonagall, who didn't have a deep impression of Riddle, only entered school less than ten years later than this outstanding alumna. There will always be many opportunities to learn about the legend of Tom Riddle and even witness him. The face of youth.

Dumbledore took out the documents he had just put away from the drawer and examined the plan that Dracula had briefly introduced to him.

He actually knew that making Voldemort's Horcrux an assistant was probably not part of the plan, but just another way for Dracula to have fun.

But Dumbledore finally decided to indulge Dracula's willfulness for once.

Because he knew that only if Dracula truly enjoyed the plan would he follow the plan and lead Voldemort to a dead end step by step; he would not feel bored midway and choose to quit on his own initiative.

For Dumbledore, it was a blessing to have a professor like Dracula, who could add a powerful combat force to the plan to eliminate Voldemort; but it was also a misfortune to have such a vampire who was not willing to follow the law. Dracula was beyond Dumbledore's control from beginning to end, and no one could know what outrageous thing he would do next.

Amidst the whispers of the portraits and the soft cry of the phoenix, Dumbledore gently folded the document in his hand and placed it in a drawer full of desserts.

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He sighed and burned the parchment on the other table to ashes.

That was his original plan.

Dumbledore knew that there were too many contingencies in his original plan, and it was difficult to guarantee the success rate of finally destroying Voldemort. It was also difficult to truly save the life of Harry Potter, who had become half a Horcrux.

The price may have been too great, so great that he finally chose another plan that was not completely under his control...

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