prisoner of hogwarts

This means they already know the existence of Horcruxes, which makes it even easier to fool them.Jie Jie Jie.

But from Voldemort's point of view, Zhang Laomo had been hit in a vital point and had his bargaining chip stolen, so he showed that expression.

"Tell me, I don't like violence." Voldemort said coldly.

"Jie Jie Jie..." Zhang Lao Mo laughed again and again, and then said: "A maximum of seven Horcruxes can be made, but I suggest you keep one in your body."

In fact, it is the seven souls among the three souls and seven souls. If a person loses one soul, he will definitely die. Therefore, one soul must be left in the physical body in order to drive the physical body to move.

"Thank you." Voldemort bowed deeply to Mr. Zhang, then hissed at the basilisk in snake language and left.

Watching Voldemort leave, Mr. Zhang smiled slightly.

He had been living with the Basilisk for thousands of years, how could he not understand Snake Language? Before Voldemort left, he clearly said: "Just let Death move around freely in the Chamber of Secrets, as a thank you for controlling Myrtle."

This guy is pretty good, at least better than those four fleas.

No one would have thought that the future Great Demon King would actually be a 'nice guy' in the eyes of others.

After leaving the Chamber of Secrets, Voldemort also left the school and apparated from Hogsmeade to the Albanian forest.

"Master." Nagini came to pay homage immediately.

"Go, find someone." Voldemort ordered Nagini, and Nagini immediately left the cave and went to find someone.

Although the forest is inaccessible, people can be found on the edge. Not long after, Nagini came back with a person.

Voldemort's purpose for wanting this man was very simple. He wanted to refine a Horcrux. He had already thought of the soul carrier, his diary.

"Let me go, let me go, I still have a wife and children at home..." The captured man kept begging Voldemort for mercy, begging him to spare his life.

bang bang bang...

Voldemort held a piece of sharpened wood in his hand, his heart beating violently in his chest, and his breathing became heavier.

Even though he has made up his mind to become a great being and will use any means to do so, he still feels burdened by killing people.

"Don't kill me. If you don't kill me, I can call two people for you. I am willing to trade the lives of those two people for mine. Please..."

puff!

Before the man could finish speaking, Voldemort stabbed him through the heart with a piece of wood.

"Why do you decide the life and death of others?" Voldemort snorted and kicked the man away.

Voldemort hates this kind of people the most. They always think that they can decide the life and death of others. They are just Muggles. Why?

Only I, the great Voldemort, can do this.

After Voldemort killed the man, he entered a meditative state, causing his soul to leave his body.This is why he kills people with wood, to keep enough magic power to split souls.

what!

With a scream, Voldemort bit off his left hand with his own mouth and injected it into the diary.

Ahhhhh!

The severe pain caused Voldemort to writhe on the ground.

"Master, the soul is out." Nagini's voice rang in Voldemort's ears. Voldemort held back the pain and raised his wand to point at the man's soul.

call-

In an instant, a small ray of soul power was absorbed by Voldemort. His pain was relieved instantly, and he even felt comfortable.

If I had to describe this state, it would be almost like taking drugs.Although you can get temporary relief, it is accompanied by lifelong pain.

It's just that the young Voldemort didn't realize this, and instead enjoyed the pleasure of devouring souls.

So in the next period of time, he frantically made Horcruxes.

Ravenclaw's diadem; Hufflepuff's golden cup; Slytherin's locket; Nagini.

As for the last Horcrux, it was a ring, an ancient ring, considered an heirloom of the Slytherin family.

Voldemort's parents are dead, but his grandfather (the plot needs to be changed) is still alive. He is the only bloodline of the Slytherin family. Of course, his surname is 'Gaunt'.

The clan of Slytherin's parents had long been lost in the long river of history, and Grandpa Voldemort was the clan of Vivi's son.

Voldemort still paid great attention to his grandfather. He specially spent a lot of money to customize a dress and knocked on his grandfather's door very politely.

嘚嘚嘚...

嘚嘚嘚...

The knock on the door rang for a long time, but no one answered.The door had been quiet for so long that Grandpa Voldemort thought it was the wind.

Voldemort's expression darkened, he drew out his wand and pointed it at the door, chanting: "Open the Alaho Hole!"

To everyone's surprise, the door did not open, but remained tightly closed.The Gunter family is an ancient and once glorious family, so they put a very strong protective spell on the door, which cannot be opened by the opening spell.

"The boulder is coming!"

Voldemort had a hot temper. Since Alajo couldn't open the door, he used a boulder to break the door open.

squeak—

As soon as the boulders in the distance flew up, the closed door was opened from the inside, and an old man poked his head out of the door.

When he saw Voldemort, he was stunned for a moment, and then said calmly: "Come in." Then he went into the house without closing the door.

Although Voldemort was surprised, he still stepped in.Now he is not something that a bad old man can defeat.

"You look so much like your mother." The old man sat on the recliner and said this reminiscingly.

"..." Voldemort did not speak, but stood so quietly. He really didn't know what to say, let alone how to address the old man in front of him.

Grandpa?

No, no, no, he hasn't had any relatives since he can remember, and he won't have any now.

"I didn't expect that one day you would find here." The old man lamented, and his tone did not sound very welcoming to Voldemort's arrival.

"There are some things you can't escape from." Voldemort heard the old man's unfriendliness and said coldly.

"What is the purpose of your visit today?" the old man asked slightly tiredly.

"Why did you agree to my mother marrying a Muggle in the first place?" Voldemort asked.

Voldemort hated his own birth, especially since his younger brothers were all pure-blooded wizards, not a single Mudblood.

"I firmly disagree with this, but your mother threatened to die, and finally cut off contact with me, and even used a love potion to be with that Muggle. It is simply a shame to my Gaunt family." The old man gritted his teeth. said.

"But she was also punished. After she stopped using the love potion on the Muggle, she was ruthlessly abandoned by the Muggle. She died after giving birth to you in the orphanage. Hahaha..." Speaking of her daughter The dead old man actually looked very happy.

"You never thought about raising me?" In Voldemort's view, the life in the orphanage was not friendly at all, and could simply be described as miserable.

The old man rubbed the ring in his hand for a while and snorted coldly: "A dirty mudblood has no right to enter my Gaunt family."

Avada Kedavra!

Voldemort couldn't bear to hear anyone say this now, even his grandfather, so he just killed him with a death curse.

Before dying, the old man held the ring tightly, looked in one direction, and died with a smile.

He has been living here with his daughter for so many years, inseparable, as if she had never left.

"I'm sorry, it's so rude to do this on my first visit." Voldemort took off his hat in salute, and then covered his face with the hat.

Woo hoo hoo... there was a cry from the hat.

Hahaha... But after the hat was put back on Voldemort's head, there was only laughter in the room.

Anyone could see that Voldemort was insane at this time, but he couldn't find it himself. He even split his soul again and inhabited the ring that the old man was rubbing.

That ring is the Resurrection Stone.

Relying on this resurrection stone, the old man and his daughter have been living here happily for more than ten years.Even when he died, his daughter gave him a big hug.

Why do people grow up? Why do well-behaved and obedient daughters become rebellious? Why, why!