Chapter 158 Voldemort: Am I Actually A Good Person? Or Dumbledore's Closest Comrade In Arms? Wt
When Voldemort made Horcruxes.
Every soul fragment that splits out.
Both could be said to be Voldemort himself.
Created Horcruxes.
In addition to binding a layer of undead buff to his own life.
It can also be said that it added a few lives to him!
After all, every Horcrux.
In fact, they can all be resurrected into the real Voldemort.
You don't necessarily need a main soul.
Because they are all Voldemort!
In the original plot, Tom's diary Horcrux.
Use Ginny to open the Chamber of Secrets.
And absorbed most of Ginny's vitality.
If Mr. Savior didn't stop it.
Then young Voldemort would be resurrected.
As long as he finds the main soul for fusion.
Then his strength will immediately return to its peak state!
So, Blake's big fight.
There is actually no difference between actually fanning Voldemort himself!
Or there is also a difference...
After all, if Blake's big fight really hit Voldemort himself in the face.
The quality of the treasure chest that exploded.
High and low must also be a supreme.
It's not like it is now.
A big pile of scrap bronze?
"how dare you!"
"Snapped!"
"I am going to kill you!"
"Snapped!"
"Bastard! You have no idea who is in front of you!"
"Snapped!"
"Ahh! If I let my main body know..."
"Snapped!"
The black mist incarnated by Voldemort's remnant soul endured seven or eight hard fights.
It has become much more honest now.
And Voldemort's remnant was shocked to find out.
He couldn't voluntarily return to the crown!
That is to say...
In front of him was a first-year wizard who looked only eleven years old.
You can destroy your own horcrux with a raise of your hands and feet!
After figuring this out.
Voldemort's remnant soul didn't dare to provoke Blake easily anymore.
Blake rubbed his hands together.
He looked at the black mist expectantly.
It doesn't seem to be cool yet.
Still waiting for Voldemort's remnant soul to come face-to-face again.
The black mist was seen to recede significantly.
Blake sighed regretfully.
"Is this the end? I thought you would continue.
"It's a pity, but it obviously feels good.
MMP in Voldemort's heart!
But the tone on the surface was much softer.
He tries to do the same with bewitching others.
Bewitch Blake.
Even used the only mana to create hallucinations.
But all of this is as bad as Bob's dance in front of Blake.
"You should be a first-year student at Hogwarts, right?"
"Then you must have heard of the great Voldemort."
Blake laughed,
"Of course I've heard of Voldemort."
"So, why are you bringing this up?"
Voldemort's remnant soul heard the words.
Immediately got excited.
"Because, I am the great Voldemort! Or, I am a part of Voldemort!"
"Oh..." Blake said.
"oh?"
Voldemort's remnant soul was a little dazed.
There's something wrong with this reaction!
It's not that I should reveal my identity.
Then this little guy just bowed down?
The remnant spirit of Voldemort continued to bewitch him.
"Take me to find the great Voldemort."
"He'll give you everything you want!"
"Find him...and soon prove that what I say is true."
Blake gave an evil grin,
"Find Voldemort?"
"How to find it?"
Voldemort's remnant saw Blake's expression.
Know that you are going to be successful!
That's the expression!
These greedy fellows!
Regardless of age.
On hearing the great Voldemort promise them everything.
Such a look on the face!
"Surely the great Voldemort has ruled the wizarding world by now?"
"The pure-blood wizards who followed the great Voldemort must have become the most honorable group of people by now?"
"Have you turned those miserable Muggles into slaves?"
"Ah... By the way, is that old man Dumbledore dead?"
"Did the great Voldemort kill it himself?"
"It seems like a long time has passed, and I'm curious to know how it is now."
Voldemort's remnant chattered endlessly.
He seemed to have forgotten the tragic incident of Blake slapping him seven or eight times.
Blake looked at the remnant soul in front of him with some surprise.
Oh yes, this guy has always been in the crown.
And the remnant souls in each Horcrux.
The memory will only stay at the moment when it is split.
That is to say...
He had no idea that his own body was beaten to death by a baby named Harry Potter more than ten years ago!
Blake stroked his chin.
Then.....…
Intermediate acting proficiency activated!
"I don't know where your broken soul came from."
"But your words make me sick!"
Blake's words stunned the remnants of Voldemort.
What's going on?
Didn't you still look forward to it a minute ago?
Why do you start scolding your mother in the blink of an eye now?
This unscientific.…………
No, it's not magic at all!
"What do you mean…..."
The remnant of Voldemort said cautiously.
Of course he hated Blake.
I have already vowed in my heart that as long as this kid leads me to find the main body.
Then let your own body kill this little brat.
Anyone who insults the great Voldemort must die!
"You insulted the great Voldemort!"
Blake yelled.
"ah?"
Voldemort's remnant was stunned again.
Xin said, shouldn't this be my line?
"Anyone who insults the great Voldemort must die! Whether it's a human being or anything else!"
"So, you remnant soul who didn't know that stinking ditch came from, are you ready to accept the fate of complete extinction?"
The current brain circuit of Voldemort's remnant soul can't keep up with the escaped Blake in front of him.
But stroke it carefully.
He still reacted.
I insulted myself by saying something.
So he was about to be slaughtered by the brat in front of him?
"etc!"
The remnant of Voldemort saw Blake raise his hand.
Black Mist trembled with fear.
Whether it is the body or the remnant soul.
Voldemort is afraid of death!
"There is a misunderstanding!" said the remnant of Voldemort.
"I am the remnant soul of the great Voldemort! My body was split! How could I insult myself?"
"You lied! From the very beginning I didn't believe you were part of the great Voldemort!"
"How can a part of Voldemort be such an evil, filthy remnant?"
Blake said excitedly.
"Also, the great Voldemort is not what you said he was! You insulted him! Damn you!"
Not such a person?
what kind of person?
Voldemort's remnant soul was dazed again.
Now he is really confused...
The little boy in front of him seemed to be his admirer.
But why do you keep saying that you are not such a person?
The words I said...
Isn't that all my original goal?!
Ask yourself whether the original goal has been achieved.
How did it become an insult to the great Voldemort?
"I did not insult the great Voldemort...."
The remnant of Voldemort felt that he was one head and two big.
Not sure what's going on now.
Of course, he doesn't have a head now...
"And you say you didn't insult Voldemort yourself?"
Blake said excitedly.
"You said Voldemort ruled the world, enslaved Muggles, killed Professor Bullido with his own hands...
possible!"
"The great Voldemort is clearly a great man!"
"And the closest comrade in arms with the great Professor Dumbledore!"
"How could he do such bad things?!"
"hiss...……"
The remnant of Voldemort gasped.
In fact, though he has always been cocky.
But there is one thing he is very self-aware.
That is he is a complete badass.
You can't even fight with a good person!
In fact, he can't even understand the stupid brain circuits of so-called good people!
How could this little boy say that he is a good person with a sad and indignant face?
It's as if my own body has become a good person!
tb...
Are you Dumbledore's closest comrade in arms?
This is absolutely impossible!
This brat is deceiving himself!
He is cheating himself!
At the beginning, he was brought by the ontology and came to Hogwarts to apply for a teaching position.
Of course, this is just a trial.
But the test shows.
He didn't seem sure of taking Dumbledore back then.
Therefore, Ontology didn't do anything, but chose to leave.
Obviously, there is a lot of trouble between the main body area Bullido!
However, before leaving, Ontology put his Horcrux in the Room of Requirement.
Therefore, what happened to the main body later, he has no idea at all.
But according to his understanding of himself.
His own body should continue to recruit troops in the dark.
Then give that old man a fatal blow!
How could he become a so-called good person?
Also, Dumbledore as his own enemy.
How could he inexplicably become his closest comrade-in-arms?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
No one understood his hatred of Dumbledore better than he!
Of course, Voldemort's remnant soul didn't really want to admit it.
But he also has a little bit of uncertainty in his heart...
Because it was really a later thing, he didn't know it at all!
When he was made, it was before the war started!
He didn't know what happened next.
In other words, it is...
In fact, he didn't even know if the wizard war that he had planned for a long time had been fought...
"So, go to hell! Insult to Voldemort's scum!"
Blake raised his palm and slapped Voldemort's remnant soul!
"Snapped!"
"Ah! Wait a minute! I have something to say!"
This is the ruthless one.
It reminded Voldemort of one thing in an instant.
That is, the little brat in front of him seems to have the ability to destroy himself at any time!
And, he's doing it now!
he really wants to fight
Die yourself!
Empathy, if he wants to kill a person.
There is no need to spend effort to deceive the other party!
Because there's no point in cheating on a dead man!
The remnant of Voldemort felt his own weak soul.
Can't help but be terrified.
It was that slap just now.
It actually directly broke up half of his remnant soul!
A few more times and he'll be gone!
In other words, this little brat who really killed himself.
Could what I just said be true?
Do you have any last words?" Blake said coldly.
There was also an indignation that his idol had been insulted on his face.
"I have a way to prove that I am the remnant of Voldemort..."
"Oh?" Blake puts his hands away, a look of sarcasm on his face that you keep making up.
The remnant of Voldemort felt insulted.
he was really angry...
It doesn't matter whether this little brat is his admirer or not.
He couldn't bear to be insulted like this.
Now all his means can't have any influence on this little brat!
So..... I have no choice but to give in first, and then slowly figure it out.
Of course, first try to figure out how many years have passed.
And what happened over the years is the business.
To make Blake believe in himself.
Voldemort's remnant soul was exhausted.
I saw the black mist in front of me slowly forming.
From an irregular cloud of smoke, it slowly turned into a human shape.
Then, the black mist turned into Voldemort and stood in front of Blake.
Hmm... the disfigured Voldemort.
"Look.....Did I lie to you? I am Voldemort..."
"Snapped!"
It was another big fight, this time it slapped Voldemort in the face firmly!
Slapped him so that he turned 720 degrees and flew out!
"fart!"
"How dare you call yourself Voldemort, just like you, a jack-of-all-trades with a face covered in plasticine?"
"How dare you touch the handsome Voldemort with your ugly face?"
Voldemort's remnant soul was blown away several times, turning into black mist again.
He was horrified to find that a small piece of his power had disappeared again!
The remnant of Voldemort said angrily: "But this is what I look like..."
"Impossible! I've seen what Voldemort looks like, he doesn't look like you!"
"A strong man doesn't care about something as insignificant as his appearance!" Voldemort said, "I did pay the price...but that's what it takes to get great power
necessary......"
"Wait...you mean my looks are back?"
Voldemort's remnant soul didn't know why his original appearance recovered.
However, this is definitely a good thing for Ontology.
Although for the sake of strength, disfigurement he doesn't care.
But he didn't want to run around with a weird face either.
"How dare you impersonate?" Blake raised his hand to punch someone.
"I have other evidence!" Remnant Soul finally gave in this time.
He really wanted to know what happened to his body!
But, before that, he had to find a way to survive under the hands of this little devil!
"What evidence do you have?" Blake said impatiently. "You've wasted too much of my time!"
"My knowledge is the proof!" Voldemort's remnant soul said anxiously.
He was afraid that Blake would kill him before he could finish his sentence.
"Although my memory only reaches the day when I was hidden in Hogwarts."
"But...all my past knowledge is still there!"
"Just need me to show you a little bit, and you will be able to trust me."
"After all, in this world, besides the great Voldemort, who else has such a wealth of knowledge?"
The corners of Blake's mouth twitched imperceptibly.
Made, this guy is so narcissistic... Although he is really hanging...
"Your knowledge?"
"That's right! Knowledge!"
"If you don't believe me, just ask me any questions!"
"If I can't answer it. You kill me, and I don't blame it!"
The remnant of Voldemort said confidently!
"Okay...then I'll try you again," Blake said.
"Despite the question."
"So... since you are a remnant soul, then you must have dabbled in the knowledge about souls, right?"
Blake's picture is poor.
Knowledge that Dumbledore doesn't know.
Voldemort is not necessarily ignorant!.
