themonasnovels Chapter 309 Spy Wormtail
Chapter 309 Spy Wormtail
Chapter 309 Spy Wormtail
As his own body, senior and big brother, Voldemort collapsed overnight, bringing countless life experiences to Riddle.
He tastes, he tastes carefully, the biggest lesson is: don't use Avada Kedavra on Potter!
It's not unreasonable that this spell is banned... As long as he can listen to the Ministry of Magic's warning, he won't fall into this situation.
In addition to this, there is another point: violence and fear cannot solve all problems.
When Voldemort was at his peak, those servants were respectful; once he lost his power, the Death Eaters immediately dispersed.
Almost no one thought about looking for him, otherwise they wouldn't have wandered outside for 12 years.
This is the price of high-pressure policy and terrorism. Not only the enemy is afraid of him, but even his subordinates are afraid of him.
If it were the original Dark Lord Grindelwald, how would those believers frantically welcome him back after he lost his power?
Violence can't solve everything, and sometimes it depends on the power of personality and language.
Riddle was not like Voldemort, he was a 16-year-old soul, and that was all he was good at.
He decided to pick up the traditional arts that Voldemort had lost, re-confuse people and form a new team.
More reliable team!
Peter Pettigrew is the person he wants to win over now!
The diary left Ron and went into Lockhart's hands, aided by Peter Pettigrew.
In the original plan, Riddle wanted to manipulate Ron and hand over the diary to Lockhart, but Ron's abnormality caught Peter's attention.
He took the initiative to contact the diary.
Riddle suddenly discovered that there was such an interesting existence next to Dumbledore!
But Peter Pettigrew is a fool who only cares about his own life and death.
Riddle decided to use his eloquence, his eloquence, and his contagiousness to completely make Pettigrew loyal to him.
Riddle walked up to Peter, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly:
"Peter, although you call me master, I never thought I was your master.
You helped me in my most difficult time, you are my friend, brother, and trusted subordinate.
I'm not Voldemort, I'm Riddle... Although I have the same soul as him, we are not the same after all, do you feel it? "
Riddle raised his right hand, motioning for Peter to feel his burning soul.Peter hesitated, nodded, and stretched out a pair of fat, ugly hands.
dark old room,
A middle-aged greasy old man,
trembling hands,
Fascinatedly touching the chest of the blond man.
"It's really different, master."
Pettigrew kept stroking Lockhart's chest with an excited look on his face.
The young man in front of him was really different from the Dark Lord.
The Dark Lord would only: "Idiot, damn it, Avada Kedavra..."
I have never patted someone on the shoulder tenderly and smiled so brightly.
"Peter, I pity you." Riddle moved a little away from Pettigrew.
"Became a rat and hid for 12 years, didn't live a good day, didn't feel the warmth of love, who caused this situation?"
"Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore? Neither, but Voldemort himself!"
"Look, he can't even beat a baby, and he hurts you subordinates! This is my future, my body, the incompetent Voldemort."
"It shouldn't be like this." Riddle patted the top of Pettigrew's bald head pityingly.
"Misery is not a Death Eater, and misery was never our goal.
Who hears you cry when you're in so much pain?
Where is Voldemort?
I hate him as much as you do, and he also abandoned me and exiled me in the diary for 50 years!We both share the same disease. "
Riddle looked straight into Peter's eyes.
"I know, Peter, you like to cling to the strong. The stronger the existence, the more you like to get close.
You'll ask yourself, 'What good is it to follow this young man...he's no match for the most evil lord, and no match for Dumbledore'..."
"Don't forget, because of your informant, Voldemort lost most of his power, and those Death Eaters in Azkaban wanted to kill you;
Because of your betrayal, the Potters died. If Dumbledore knew the truth, he would also wish to kill you. "
"It's different for me. I won't kill you, but I will trust you and treat you as my best subordinate, because you gave me...help in my most difficult time."
Riddle's voice became softer.
"I don't want to give you too many verbal promises, but you have to remember this, Peter.
Voldemort is my future, I have the same extreme talent as him, I have the guidance of Slytherin... I will soon be as powerful as him! "
"Times have changed!
The future isn't Dumbledore's, it's not Voldemort's, it's mine.
Of course, it could be ours too! "
"Don't you know who you should pledge your allegiance to?!" Riddle asked softly.
He took Lockhart's wand and drew a horizontal line of black flame around himself.
"Peter, join me through the flames. Make an unbreakable oath to me and swear allegiance to me."
Peter hesitated, he was silent.
After a long silence, he finally plucked up the courage and walked into the flames.
Riddle hugged Pettigrew, he touched Pettigrew's face, and said happily:
"Very well, I will save you from the curse of death, and I will lead you to a future that brings eternal immortality."
"Then master, where are we going after we leave Hogwarts?" Peter asked cautiously.
Riddle shook his head, "No, Peter, I need you to stay temporarily."
Pettigrew froze in place.
"Listen to me, it's not that I don't want to take you away. I have planned a school year and done so many things. Dumbledore will not let me go, he will always follow me." Riddle said.
"I will not die. I have conquered death, but you are different. I don't want to sacrifice you when I am being chased. You have more important tasks."
"What mission?"
"...At the right point, I ask you to leave Hogwarts, find Voldemort, and find my true self!"
"What?" Peter shrank his head again in fear. "Master, he will kill me, he will definitely kill me..."
"No." Riddle's voice became gentle again.
"I know his condition better than you... He must be hiding in a corner and shivering, waiting for someone to save him."
"You appeared in front of him, because of what happened back then, he wouldn't believe you. But after all, some Death Eaters were willing to find him, and he wouldn't kill you, let alone torture you."
"I need you to spy on him!" Riddle's voice echoed across the room.
"I can not……"
"You are too humble Peter, no one is more suitable than you, you have lived under Dumbledore's nose for 12 years."
"Besides, I don't need you to do anything, just follow his request and help him resurrect."
"If the Dark Lord is resurrected..."
"Believe me, even if he is resurrected, he will not be Dumbledore's opponent, he will still die, and I will absorb his soul and become complete!"
Pettigrew trembled and said, "The Dark Lord has superb insanity, he will know what I'm thinking."
"No." Riddle said confidently.
"I'll help you forge a fake memory and modify everything about me.
You just appeared in front of Voldemort, he will not dig deep into your memory, he is afraid of killing you; when you resurrect him, he will not even bother to dig your memory.
Because he has power... Your memory is irrelevant to him!
I know my body, he is such an arrogant, ignorant person. "
"A mortal man!"
Pettigrew remained silent for a while, and asked after a while, "Master, where are you going?"
"America...there is Slytherin's stuff there, I am his heir, I want to get it back."
"I think... you'll hear rumors of me in Britain soon!"
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(ps Explain. The 16-year-old Voldemort is very good at memory spells. He made a fake memory for his uncle Morfin. Dumbledore said that "it takes a lot of high-skilled legilimency to draw it out."
Professor Raghorn also tampered with his memory, and buried the truth in his heart to prevent Dumbledore from seeing it through.
With Riddle's ability, if Voldemort wanted to see the real memory, he probably had to torture him forcibly, just like he did with Bertha, but the price was that Bertha was killed by him.Voldemort certainly didn't want to kill Pettigrew. )
(End of this chapter)