themonasnovels Chapter 308 Dead Tom
Chapter 308 Dead Tom
Chapter 308 Dead Tom
Light!
Riddle's eyes were suddenly filled with a dazzling green light.The hot light penetrated his body and made his soul feel hot.
Riddle felt himself split.
Not the body, but the soul!
A piece of his soul was torn.
Immediately afterwards, Riddle saw an even more horrifying scene, a shattered piece of soul gushing out of his body.
This feeling is very familiar, he was split from Voldemort like this back then, and was made into a Horcrux!
Riddle quickly ignored this matter, and an invisible force also grabbed him, trying to drag him out of his body.
Do not!
please!
This is the body just made, and it hasn't been warmed up yet!
Riddle roared angrily, over and over again, powerful but extremely painful!
His soul was convulsed, his chest and neck ached, torture-like.His throat was burning like fire.
He was finally pulled out of his body.
The cold wind poured into his lungs, and he felt like a newborn breathing for the first time.This world is too tortured.Riddle didn't want anything else but to return to his body.
But it's impossible!
The body is dead.
Suddenly, Riddle realized what had happened.
His death curse rebounded!
He was hit by Avada Kedavra! !
What was it like to be hit by Avada Kedavra?
Few people can answer this question. Most of the wizards hit by this magic died.
Only Voldemort, relying on the little "means" he left behind, survived.
As a Horcrux 50 years ago, Riddle has long been separated from his main body, and he is not blessed to enjoy that special service...
Enjoy it now.
It's not too late!
What Riddle wants to do the most... is to find a corner where there is no one and cry a lot.
He hates Potter!
He hates Stark!
He hates even more... Avada Kedavra!
From William's point of view, there is not as much psychological process as Riddle.
All he saw was a flash of green light from Riddle, which hit Harry's forehead like a mirror, and bounced back the way it had come.
Then Riddle's body rose from the ground out of thin air, his head seemed to be pierced by an arrow, and his head almost touched the ground in an upside-down posture, slumping to the ground.
The smile on William's face was extraordinarily verdant, he hadn't been this happy for a long time... he was almost dying of laughter!
Dumbledore told him many times: when Lily was dying, she cast a magic - ancient mysteries.
At the cost of his life, a protective charm was left on Harry.This spell will last until Harry reaches adulthood.
During this time, Voldemort was unable to kill Harry.Back then, because of this protection, the death curse rebounded.
12 years later, how could Riddle, who was the same soul... kill Harry?
When he casts the death curse, it will inevitably be rebounded like Voldemort back then.
Wizards cannot be defeated by the same move twice, except Voldemort.
William's smile stopped suddenly, and he stared at Riddle's body.
Even though he was already dead, Riddle's body radiated magic power.
Strange, is it going to become a ghost?
William frowned.
He quickly realized that something was wrong, another Riddle condensed beside Riddle's body.
It was a shadowy and steamy being... vague, ethereal.
This is definitely not a ghost, but in terms of state, it is very similar to Voldemort who left Quirrell's body.
William asked in amazement, "Tom, are you alive?"
The shadow looked at William resentfully, and he sneered, "I said before that I was resurrected and got a body. It's different from the simple soul fragments before. As long as the body doesn't die, I will never die.
I will be back with a vengeance! "
After Riddle finished speaking harshly, he immediately drifted towards the wall, and he passed through the wall like a ghost.
William seemed to remember something, his expression changed, and he hurried to the door... The door of the Sanctuary of the Chamber of Secrets was still locked.
As Riddle said: "Only a Parseltongue can open the door."
But William doesn't know Parseltongue!
Damn, are you going to be trapped here?
……
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It was a messy, dusty house.
The wallpaper had come off the walls, the floor was stained all over, pieces of furniture were broken and looked like they had been broken, the windows were boarded up.
A wizard in elegant robes walked through the low dark passage, opened the door, and entered the room.
"Come out, Wormtail," said the wizard.
The voice didn't come from his mouth, but more like it came from his body.
It's just that there is no movement in the room!
"Hurry up!" the wizard said coldly again.
After a while, a mouse came out of the hole in the wall.
It swung its head and tail to observe, and its body changed suddenly, turning into a man.
The man was short and his thin, light-colored hair was disheveled, with a large patch of baldness on the top of his head.
His skin was dirty, almost like mouse fur, and his pointed nose and small watery eyes had the characteristics of a mouse.
But the food seems to be good, and the appearance of a big belly shows that he has not suffered from hunger.
The man rolled his eyes and asked in a shrill voice:
"Master, how did you become like this? Isn't this Lockhart?"
"Something went wrong with my resurrection, so I took over this guy's body first."
Lockhart turned his head and lifted his hat.On the back of his head is a young face.
—Tom Riddle.
Lockhart became the second Quirrell!
"Is the problem serious?" Pettigrew Peter shrank his head and looked at the door at the same time.
"It's not a big problem."
Not to mention Wormtail, even Riddle himself didn't believe it!
"I just said... just find some wizards to revive, there is no need to use Potter..." Wormtail muttered, sweat profusely profusely on his face.
"I actually succeeded, but there was an accident and it was destroyed by Stark."
"Stark is very strong, I dare not appear in front of him, for fear of being discovered by that child." Wormtail said in fear.
"Okay, don't mention this matter, I'm going to leave temporarily." Riddle said. "Leave England."
"Master, where are you going?!"
"I'm going to follow in the footsteps of Slytherin, he left me with some guidance... can make me stronger, stronger than 'Voldemort', stronger than Dumbledore.
Would you like to come with me? Riddle stared at Wormtail.
"I need a good helper and a good subordinate now."
Riddle controlled Lockhart's body, and he held out his hand in an inviting gesture.
Pettigrew didn't speak, but rolled his eyes as if thinking about something.
"I know, I know...you are hesitating." Riddle showed a charming smile on his face.
"My new master became like this, and he also lost his power, just like Voldemort back then..."
"I didn't!" Pettigrew shrieked.
"Think clearly, Peter." Riddle said softly.
"It's time for you to take your position and figure out who you are loyal to.
Don't you want to make an end to your 12 years of hiding in Tibet and being in a mess? "
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(Thanks to the QQ reading reader "Sanskrit (Li)" for the reward)
(End of this chapter)