Quick Time Travel: Black Lotus Face Slapping Guide

Chapter 685 Magic Professor Lin Daiyu 82
With an order, he rushed into the maze.

The hedges were ever-changing, blocking their way, and becoming more dangerous the further they went.

The vine seemed to be attacking consciously, and once it was completely bound, it would be dragged out of the maze, which meant it had failed.

Compared with Krum and Fleur's difficulties, Tom was much calmer. He directly used the Fiercefire Curse to clear the way, and no vine dared to approach.Furong, who was caught by the vines, couldn't believe it. The Fierce Fire Curse is an advanced spell that is difficult to control. Many graduates are unable to control it so perfectly and retract it freely.

Passing through countless barriers, Tom came to a long and narrow hedge passage. The Goblet of Fire was placed at the end of the road, emitting a faint blue light.

The moment he touched the Goblet of Fire, the scene changed.

The hedge had disappeared without a trace, surrounded by tombstones, the cold moon hook hung in the dark night, withered vines slanted above the tombstones, and the crow was pacing lightly and staring at him vigilantly.

A familiar name was written on the tombstone closest to him.

Tom Riddle.

It was not him, but his Muggle father's tomb, on which lay a tall statue of an angel, with an empty face hiding a deep darkness.

In the middle of the cemetery is a pot, as if someone prepared to put it here.

"..." With the sound of footsteps on the ground, someone came out from the darkness.

Tom stood still, and saw that it was Peter, who was holding something that looked like a swaddling baby in his hand, and a yew wood wand in his hand.

He recognized it, it was his wand.

"Oh, Harry Potter." Peter could only see a figure in the distance, and he thought the plan was successful with a smile in his voice, "Great, I can bring my master back to life."

As Peter approached, he could see the appearance of the infant.

A weak and withered skinny frame, weak enough to be trampled to death with one foot on the ground, with eyes sunken in their sockets, extremely ugly.

But Tom recognized it at a glance, it was him, he became "Voldemort".He became even more disdainful and angry. The useless Horcrux is really useless. Is the power of the remnant soul so weak?After being defeated by a child, he was so desperate that he had to be rescued by a mouse.

"Quickly," urged the weak Voldemort impatiently, and Peter approached, wand raised, only to find that it was not Harry.

The infant Voldemort also seemed to be vaguely aware of something, and cast his weak eyes, showing unbelievable surprise: "Who are you?"

"You may have the answer." Tom was playing with the newly bought wand in his hand. Although it was made of yew wood, it was not as good as the original one after all.

"Kill him!" Voldemort ordered Peter.

As soon as Peter raised his hand, he heard a piercing sound, and immediately fell to the ground and rolled in pain, and the swaddle in his hand also fell to the ground. Voldemort fell to the ground and gasped heavily, with no chance of fighting back.

Tom walked slowly in front of Voldemort, looked at such a weak and useless self, felt extremely disgusted and disgusted, and said, "How did you become like this, I'm afraid a Muggle could crush you to death."

"Are you going to kill me?" Voldemort asked weakly.

"What do you think?" Tom laughed.

There is no need to ask, and there is no need to answer. They are the same person, and there is no need to speculate about what they think in their hearts. He will not allow such a big threat to exist, and another person who can completely replace him exists.

Accompanied by a green light, the weak Voldemort on the ground died completely.

Tom sneered a little, maybe it's time to take over the Death Eaters.

(End of this chapter)