Hogwarts Archmage

The surrounding brightness gradually became lower, the temperature inside also dropped, and the flames condensed into a human shape.

It was probably midnight now, and Hermione was hiding in the tent without going out. Esther picked up the clothes she had prepared and walked towards Marne, who was frank with the world.

This time the time was unexpectedly long, taking a full month. It is now less than a week before Christmas. Margery sent a letter to Esther yesterday, asking her what happened to Marne. Is there still time to get together at Christmas? If not, she can come to school and stay for a few days. I don’t know about Esther’s reply...

"Marn, how do you feel?" Esther said after handing him the windbreaker hanging on her forearm.

"Fortunately, this time is over, and the next time should be far away..."

Marn slowly looked at everything around him. No matter how far away it was, as long as he wanted to look at it and concentrated a little, the object would quickly zoom in in his vision, and Hogwarts in the distance would appear in detail. However, in human form, there is no way to penetrate the wall and see the internal structure.

The manipulation of magic power has also become more detailed. He feels that if he takes Professor McGonagall's advanced course on transfiguration, he will definitely be much better...

This evolution made him a little taller, slightly taller than the girl in front of him. Esther gently adjusted his collar, folded them neatly and said, "It looks like we won't delay going to Margo." Rei is there."

"Of course, but before that, there is one more thing to do."

"what's up?"

Marn blinked, and a line of fire flowed out from his fingertips, enveloping the entire Hogwarts, including the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake.

"It seems...you seem to have found him." Esther said.

"So, but it's only part of it. I have to say that Voldemort is still decisive enough."

A thin and tough light curtain looked very slow from around Hogwarts, but in fact it rose up in just an instant. Some students who were good at staying up late looked up at the sky in surprise.

This light curtain forms the shape of a ball, half of which covers the entire geographical area that can be called Hogwarts, and the other half is invisible underground, closely connected to this half, accompanied by the beating of Marn's heart Beating, shrinking inward little by little.

The light curtain passed through the campus, students, and creatures in the Forbidden Forest. Apart from waking up many small animals, it did not cause any harm. But if someone has good eyesight, they will find that the color of the air inside this irregular sphere is changing. Becomes thick and black.

"Marn, have you found that little guy?" Walder was caught by Dumbledore's bird.

"I found it on the first day, but if I had come out of the fence you made, Voldemort would probably be in trouble."

"Indeed." Walder nodded and walked toward the Whomping Willow with Marne and Esther.

Hermione had been out a long time ago, and after packing up the tent and putting it in her bag, she followed.

"In other words, his body is still in that notebook, and his strength cannot carry the load of his soul?" Hermione asked after Marn chatted with a few people.

"That's true. The soul has always been very mysterious."

Walder beside him said thoughtfully: "In other words, that basilisk..."

"Old Walder, if you want to keep a pet, there are a lot of cats in the tea house. If you are more curious, you can go to Hagrid. He can always lead you to find some strange creatures. The basilisk is really not Suitable for pets," Ma En said helplessly:

"Although Voldemort was afraid of death, he was cruel to himself. After trying countless methods to fail to leave with the notebook, the old fragment of his soul decisively abandoned the young fragment. Where is he hiding now? No one knows that we still have to keep the basilisk as bait, and the trap on it is still useful..."

Walder was not annoyed after his thoughts were revealed: "It's really beautiful, isn't it? Besides, I don't think Voldemort will come looking for it again."

"Old Walder, for a Parseltongue, a fully developed basilisk is a very good subordinate. He can't give up so easily... I just can't understand. You are not a Parseltongue. You want a snake." No matter what I do, I can’t tame the monster.”

Walder shook his finger and said: "This is not necessarily the case, Marn. From you, I found another way to make the basilisk obey."

"?"

"force."

"Forget it, I don't care about you, but I still suggest that you pay more attention. I don't want to wake up one morning and find that you have turned into a sculpture - believe me, Professor Dumbledore will definitely laugh at you."

The older a person gets, the more he looks like a child. Seeing that there was no hope of persuasion, Ma En shook his head and walked towards a flat land.

The light curtain formed by the flames had already compressed this area of ​​Voldemort's soul. He accepted his fate and did not struggle much. Instead, he condensed into the appearance of a young man and stood in the circle of light, looking at Ma En quietly.

"Hello, Voldemort - or should I say, Tom Marvolo Riddle?"

I haven't heard this name for a long time, but there was no nostalgia in Voldemort's eyes. He hated this name: "I think, if you are willing, you should call me Voldemort. Just think of it as fulfilling my last wish. How about it?"

"Okay, Voldemort, although you won't die that easily - I'm surprised, you don't seem to be struggling at all. You don't even want to deceive or seduce me. Why?"

"Would you be fooled?"

"will not."

"So, there is no need for me to waste my time with you."

Pursing his dry lips, Ma En said: "You are very different from the rumors."

"Isn't it extreme and crazy enough?"

Ma En nodded slightly and said nothing.

"I am just a young man now... um... a young man who studies well? Of course not so manic."

"Can you tell me where the old gentleman who grew up with you a few days ago went?"

The young Voldemort shook his head: "You can't find him. He left here with this part of my experience, and no one knows where he is going."

"Look, you still lied to me," Ma En smiled, as if he was a little happy to be deceived, "You don't have a split personality, you just have the same soul, divided into different parts, running away on one side, and on the other. You are talking nonsense to me here, do you think I am a child?"

After saying that, Ma En felt something was wrong and shook his head: "I seem to be just a child."