Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

I see.

Only now did Tom realize that Voldemort had no intention of keeping his promise from the very beginning. Even if he really handed Harry over to Voldemort, the outcome he would get would not change in any way.

He will still be eaten by Tom Riddle and become the carrier of his resurrection.

Countless memories rushed into Tom's mind.

Also breaking in are the emotions and feelings in those memories.

Those gray emotions were like a terrible wave. They were cruel, selfish, and indifferent. He felt as if he was a heartless predator, and people were just tools, slaves, or enemies in his eyes.

When he was in the orphanage, he could hang other orphans' pets without mercy, which made him feel that he was above others and could take away things important to them at any time.

After he went to school, he shrewdly learned another way. He began to put on a gentle mask and pretend to be a friend. He found that this made people lower their guard against him and made them easier to manipulate.

But whether it was talking or playing, he never felt any happiness. Only magic and the power represented by magic could fill the hole in his heart.

Tom felt suffocated. He held tightly the only memory that belonged to him for a short year. In the gray wave, that short memory was like a shining pearl, emitting a shimmering light.

But at this moment, the gray wave is overwhelming, and Riddle's memory has covered that glimmer of light, and his despicable life is drowning him.

He watched Tom Riddle win everyone's favor with a false smile.

He sees him asking Slughorn about the Horcruxes, and finally, he sees him opening the Chamber of Secrets, drawing out the Basilisk and killing Myrtle.

Those memories made him feel ashamed.

It turns out this is Tom Riddle.

It turns out that this is me.

And I was destined to be like Voldemort.

This is my destiny. After all, this year is just a false life.

But at this moment, a voice sounded in his mind.

[Is this what you want, Tom? 】

He was suddenly startled. The next moment, his memory began to enter another stage. He seemed to have become a diary and was communicating with an unknown person...

That man said some very incredible things, about the future, about war, about the savior and so on...

He said, "Tom, go and be the savior."

He took possession of the man's body with curiosity, doubt, and joy of impending resurrection.

Then, he saw...

The plume of rocket smoke piercing the sky, the nuclear bomb like death, the world in ruins, the wizard lingering like ants and mice...

He saw the overwhelming fleet of aircraft, the chariots all over the mountains and plains, and the sky fire falling from the sky.

He saw people's last struggles, death, crying, despair, and flowers blooming on the scorched earth.

He saw the young man struggling, crawling, losing everything, but holding on to the last hope, he opened his soul to him.

He heard the boy's name.

Lucas Brightson.

Son of light.

However, the next moment, he felt a personality awakening in his body.

"I don't know what it is."

The cold soul glanced at those memories and said, "Fortunately, I left there."

He felt the other party's joy and luck, and then countless dark things burst out.

"The Philosopher's Stone, I want to use the Philosopher's Stone to resurrect, and then slowly accumulate strength. I want to learn a lesson, and I can't declare war on the Muggles right away... Well, it's best to get those Muggle nuclear bombs. In this era, they don't have that much It's awesome. If we let them start a nuclear war, it can greatly weaken them and make them much easier to control..."

"Or we can slowly infiltrate and rule the wizards first, and then the Muggles..."

"Is this your plan?" he said suddenly.

The personality saw him and said, "What are you?"

In the world of souls, Tom Riddle is like a black mountain, and he is as weak as a seed.

Soon, Riddle understood, "I lost my memory and went to school for a year? I also stole the magic stone? This strategy is really good, but why did I forget it? But it doesn't matter, I am no longer useful."

Riddle opened his mouth and swallowed Tom in one go.

[Is this what you want, Tom? 】

【Do you want to hand over your world to such a person? 】

【You have already experienced love】

【You have seen the light】

[You have tasted despair, so you understand the greatness of hope]

[Now, do you still want to close your eyes? 】

Professor Murphy's words seemed to ring in my ears again, "Confirmation after making a choice is the foundation of being a human being."

Now, it seems, the time has come to choose.

Just close your eyes, continue to let fate defeat you, and embark on the path of becoming the Dark Lord.

Or should we struggle a little harder to embrace another destiny?

The sad and pious face of a boy appeared before him.

Lucas.

It turns out that this is your name.

You...believe me...

You need me...

In an instant, he seemed to feel a heavy thing pressing on his shoulders.

However, instead of making him feel heavy and tired, it suddenly cheered him up.

He thought of the prophecy again.

He had heard it before from Professor Trelawney, and now he heard it again in Lucas' memory.

He is a child born in death. His darkness comes from the past years. The 'prophet' will give him endless wisdom and leave the key to him in the secret room... He will crack the mystery and see In the future...he will be resurrected after death and move toward his destiny as a savior.

"Savior...it turns out that this is my destiny."

That little pearl suddenly burst out with light like the sun. The light penetrated the endless gray memories, then tore them apart, dissolved them, and swallowed them up.

A new personality emerges from the cocoon.

…

Hogwarts, Murphy breathed a sigh of relief.

The seed had been planted a year ago and now he was finally seeing it come to fruition.

From now on, it's up to you, Tom.

Let this long chess game begin to end.

…

In the cemetery, Quirrell stared at the struggling boy. The huge magic power soared into the sky as if it had been unchained, bringing up a whirlwind and blowing his clothes.

Is this the magic power of the master's youth?

So huge and amazing...

He was even a little worried. If Tom was resurrected, would the master not need him?

After a while, the fluctuation of magic power finally stopped. Tom knelt on the ground as if exhausted, and the notebook fell on his chest.

Now the dark magic in the notebook has almost disappeared, and everything in the notebook seems to have been transferred to the boy's body.

"Tom," called Voldemort's voice.

The young man stood up slowly. He raised his head and did not open his eyes, but his eyes were moving rapidly.

Suddenly, he lowered his head, opened his eyes, and then bowed to Voldemort, "Lord Voldemort. I'm awake."

Voldemort was shocked. He thought it would take some effort to conquer this young self, but he didn't expect him to be so sensible. This made him happy, "Get up, Tom. You are me too, and you will become the most important person I rely on." partner."

"You brought me the Philosopher's Stone and Harry Potter, and I will be resurrected with you."

"Thank you, the great Voldemort." Tom said, "My contribution is insignificant. Everything is due to your foresight in the past."

"But, although you have obtained the magic stone, how do you refine the elixir of life and resurrection potion? Have you already obtained the formula?"

"In fact, I also got the formula for the elixir from Snape, but I'm not familiar with the resurrection potion..."

Chapter 2: Afternoon update