Chapter 286 Fu's Monologue

I am Voldemort.

Today was originally a great day for me to be reborn.

By the way, this is actually not the first time I have been reborn.

I was born in an orphanage in London. My name is an English name with a strong rustic flavor - Tom Riddle. It sounds no different from other orphans. Everything is so ordinary.

However, since I was very young, I have noticed that I am different. I have some magical abilities. Whenever my emotions are intense, I can use an invisible force to affect reality. .

I never told anyone about my magical abilities and carefully hid them from anyone. At that time, I thought I was a superhero in the comics, or to be more precise, a person born with super powers.

I thought I was unique in the world, until the day that damn old man showed up——

The old man named Dumbledore burned my wardrobe and told me that I was not as special as I thought. I was just a wizard, an ordinary wizard, and there were many more in this world. There are many characters like me, and there is even a school dedicated to educating humans like us. By the way, the purpose of his visit to me was to invite me to attend that school called "Hogwarts".

I'm not willing to give in, I'm really not willing to give in.

It's this stinky old man's fault for shattering my dream of being a unique being.

Fortunately, things are not without improvement. In that dirty old shop, the old man named Ollivander said that the wand chooses the wizard, and I, who was chosen by the yew wand, was destined to do something great. Then, after entering Hogwarts, I discovered the secret chamber and treasures left by a powerful dark wizard, and also uncovered the mystery of my life experience.

Turns out, my instincts were right all along. My identity is not ordinary. I am a descendant of Salazar Slytherin, one of the greatest wizards in history, and a descendant of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets!

At that moment, I decided that I would inherit the will of my ancestors, return the glory of pure blood to the world, and make Slytherin's philosophy become the truth!

However, the old man Dumbledore didn't seem to like me very much. He had been monitoring me from the first day I entered school. After I learned all the dark magic books in the Chamber of Secrets, I became a leader in Slytherin House, and Dumbledore monitored me even more closely.

Forget it, although I finally succeeded in using the basilisk in the secret room to kill a lowly ugly mudblood, and successfully framed the blame on Hagrid, that big idiot, I knew I had to stop.

Under the abominable surveillance of Old Man Deng, I knew that my ambitions and dreams were impossible to achieve in Hogwarts. I had to wait until I graduated and left school before I had the chance.

At the end of seventh grade, I left Hogwarts with the label of student council president and the best test scores.

I traveled around the world, learned all kinds of powerful black magic, experienced countless dangerous magic transformations, and collected several legendary artifacts to create a kind of magic called "horcruxes".

By the time I returned to Great Britain, I had been born again.

I am no longer Tom Riddle, the name that disgusting Muggle father gave me. I want to choose a name that can make the whole world remember me, a name that can make people feel terror and darkness, so that it matches my extremely noble status.

Now, my name is——

Lord Voldemort!

I gathered a group of pure-blood families who agreed with my ideas and began to purge the wizarding world of Great Britain. It's a pity that because of my careless miscalculation, I died in the hands of a 1-year-old baby.

This sounds ridiculous and ridiculous, but it is the cold reality.

I have managed to survive for 13 years, and finally I have waited until today - the day when I return from a perfect resurrection.

This day was supposed to be the day I had been looking forward to. For this reason, I was specially prepared to kill that little brat named Potter in front of my disciples, as proof that I had returned to my previous peak. , even more than a sacred ceremony before.

But, what's going on now?

More than half of my disciples were absent.

Not only was Potter not dead, but he escaped intact in front of everyone.

And then there was this bastard in front of me with a fake smile.

He is the second son of Lucius, one of my most valued servants. Coming from a pure-blood family, he was supposed to be a fierce general under my command, but he chose to go against me.

This is not the biggest problem. After all, I have never seen a pure-blooded family member like this who was successfully brainwashed by Dumbledore and sat crookedly on his butt. If I kill him, it will be all over. The problem is -

I can't beat him! !

Of course, this doesn't mean I'm afraid of him.

I am Voldemort, the most powerful Dark Lord of this era. I am immortal and I have gone further than anyone else on the road to immortality.

In fact, I also discovered that in terms of magical power alone, this kid is still much inferior to me. The reason why I couldn't defeat him was because from the moment he appeared, he acted as if he knew something. I was worried that he would discover the secret of my Horcrux.

It is also because I am too worried about the safety of my several Horcruxes. After all, this is my biggest trump card and the source of my immortality. There is absolutely no room for any mistakes, so——

I completely lost my determination to fight him head-on, which also resulted in the inability to fully unleash the power of many of my magics. Now I just want to get away as soon as possible and check where all my Horcruxes are...

So I summoned the special Inferi that I buried here. This is a kind of Inferi that will explode when it is attacked. It is a trump card that I specially made. If I am surrounded by such infernal corpses, even I can only escape from here first and then make a plan later - this is my plan. I want to force him back first, and then fight with my only remaining servant. People shift positions and plan for the long term.

The top priority is to recover my Horcruxes one by one. I have six Horcruxes, one of which is in my hand. As for the others - the diary I gave to Lucius to collect on his behalf is probably dead, and the golden cup I gave to Bellatrix seems to have also been destroyed. a bit dangerious……

The only three items that are relatively certain are the Ravenclaw's crown, the Gaunt family's ring, and Slytherin's pendant.

After all, it’s not easy to find the place where I hide the crown. That kid shouldn’t be that powerful... Well, I hope so... I have unleashed all kinds of powerful curses on the place where the ring is. It’s not that easy to break those curses... The pendant box That’s the one I’m most confident about. Not only is that place hidden and hard to find, but if you want to break through the many mechanisms and take out the pendant box, the magic requirements for the intruder are extremely high, and there also needs to be a victim...

But before I could laugh once or twice because the plan succeeded, he suddenly pushed the Inferi and Death Eaters down at once. Why? When did magic reach this level?

The most ridiculous thing is that he actually said it was a floating spell! Fuck the mmd floating spell!

Huh? However, his explanation seems to make sense... The magic spell itself can be used in other ways. I actually know this truth, but I seem to have no interest in studying magic for a long time. Why is this? I obviously like studying magic the most - let me think back, my mentality changed, when did this start? Well, it seems like——

Probably since I made my first Horcrux, I lost interest in studying ordinary magic. I only like power. What I pursue and yearn for is powerful black magic, not those that make things float. Stupid magic that makes the wand glow a little...

Alas, don’t think that these things are gone—it’s better to deal with the immediate troubles first!

I decided to confront him directly——

You can use the most powerful killing curse, but the magic power flowing out of the wand must be connected before it completely separates from the wand. This is the so-called "wand wave" phenomenon.

Once the wands of both sides interact with each other, he cannot transfer the spell elsewhere. There is only one way to determine the outcome——

The outcome will depend on the magic level and willpower of the two!

I am confident that my magic is definitely stronger than his! And I chose Avada Kedavra because my heart is filled with the desire to kill. This curse can elevate my heart and will to the highest point!

I don't believe it. My majestic Dark Lord would lose to an underage boy.

Huh, even if something unexpected happens and the result of the wave is unfavorable, I still have a trick——

At the moment when the wave is disconnected, I can use the remaining magic power on the wand to instantly disapparate and leave here.

This is a unique spell-casting technique that I developed when I was studying seamless link spell-casting techniques. I dare say that no one in the world knows it except me. Wait, um, it seems-except for the one I used to attract that person a few years ago. The fool named Quirrell taught it to him when he fell, but it doesn't matter, that loser is already dead...

By the way, I am not escaping, but strategically moving. The two are different. How could I, the majestic Dark Lord, be so scared and run away by an underage boy? No one would believe me if I told him, right?

All I can say is that there are too many weird things about this kid, and I need to collect more information before I can judge how to deal with him. After I know enough information, hey, you can see how I concoct him.

As for my servants, it all depends on their personal luck and fortune - if they know how to seize the opportunity to escape, they can escape at least half of them, I guess...