[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

"Now can you tell me why we came here?" Harry stood expressionlessly at the door of the dilapidated log cabin, asking the other person in his consciousness without any emotion in his voice , even though he doesn't want to talk to that person at all now. "You'll understand soon, I assure you, Harry." Voldemort's voice was exceptionally gentle, and he didn't seem to be offended by Harry's attitude. It was obvious that he was extremely pleased with the successful arrival of this trip. happy.

"Promise, Voldemort, do you really think your promise has any meaning?" Harry gradually could no longer suppress his anger. In fact, he didn't want to use magic again, let alone come to the wizarding world. Edge, looking for some magic item. "How did you promise me before, Voldemort?" Harry almost used a questioning tone: "You promised that you would never take the initiative to harm any Muggles unless they attacked you maliciously first. That's why I I will allow you to use my body from time to time to experience the feeling of real existence, but now you are threatening me with this!" Harry's tone was actually not only angry, but also a trace of imperceptible grievance, Voldemort realized, but He didn't break it.

"In this matter, I apologize." Voldemort said briefly, he rarely used this word to other people, or since he formed a large force to a certain extent, he became the one and only Dark Lord in the wizarding world After that, I never apologized to anyone.But today is an exception, Voldemort thought this way, if the other party was his Horcrux boy, then he didn't seem to mind giving in a little bit, so that the boy would take the initiative to put away the sharp thorns all over his body, and transform from a prickly hedgehog into a Become his well-behaved pet.But of course there is no rush, it will be a long process, maybe he needs to pay more patience than he imagined, he can accept this.

"You, are you apologizing to me?" Harry was surprised, there is even the word apology in Voldemort's dictionary: "But so what, do you think I will still believe you!" His tone quickly changed Hardened, because he once again felt the powerful magic power flowing in his blood, and that kind of exhilarating feeling almost made him accept the fact that he was a wizard from his heart. "You understand, I wouldn't be like this." Harry was silent for a while, and then said in his mind: "If you don't force me to use magic, maybe it will really disappear from my body in the future."

"Do you really think I will accept such a result, Harry?" Voldemort's tone was strong, undeniable and undeniable: "Go in now, and stop when I tell you to." Obviously he didn't want to Wasting time here, urging Harry to hurry into the hut.

"Stop!" Voldemort's voice sounded, and Harry's half-stepped left foot stopped in mid-air. "I think it should be here." Voldemort's voice was almost dreamy, and he looked at the messy house with Harry's eyes, as if he was looking for something.Finally he looked away, and smacked his lips regretfully: "This place looks really bad now, what do you think?" "I can clean it up quickly, whether it's by wizards or Muggles. But first, you have to tell me whether this step can be stepped on or not!" Harry was obviously not very good at maintaining balance in this situation, his body was teetering and he didn't know where a safe foothold was.

"Stand back a little, Harry," said Voldemort, "you are too close." He raised his left foot for a while and put it down. He looked at the unusually messy room, and raised his hand reluctantly: "Clean it up." The stain was wiped out of thin air, and the dust disappeared as well. , the table and chairs returned to where they should be, instead of continuing to lie on the carpet with several holes. "Compared with the previous life, there is indeed an improvement, but it is still not enough." Voldemort commented lightly: "The magic power of the two lives, and my part are superimposed, is it only enough for you to do this?"

"I know my magic level is terrible, Voldemort, I don't need you to remind me of that." Harry said through gritted teeth, "But it doesn't matter, I don't think there will be a need to use it in the future." The point is to make it clear that the chariots are against Voldemort, I just won’t go back to the wizarding world, and you don’t want me to repeat Hogwarts, kill me if you have the ability, if you don’t mind me It is the fact of your Horcrux.

Of course Voldemort knew what Harry was thinking, but at least for the moment, he couldn't care less.In the back of his mind, he and Harry handed over control of the body, and he stepped forward, the air seemed to vibrate slightly with each step.Then something started to change, an invisible force was triggered, and the eerie magic power as thin as a gossamer entangled the sudden intruder from all directions, but no measures were taken immediately, because there were some very familiar things on the intruder .Voldemort didn't try to struggle, on the contrary, he let go of the suppression, allowing this power to probe and scan him, but deliberately suppressed the magic power of the savior and exposed his power to the outside.

That power seemed to have finally confirmed something, and it was gradually peeled off from the intruder. At the same time, Voldemort took the last step.He bent down, found an imperceptible bump on the floor, and then smiled distortedly. This expression was made out of Harry's body, no matter how you looked at it, it looked extraordinarily weird. Fortunately, there was no mirror here.Voldemort put his hand on the indentation and muttered long spells that Harry couldn't understand at all, and then the floor suddenly split open, revealing a ring underneath.

"The ring of the Gaunt family, you came here for this!" Harry suddenly realized, he knew what the ring represented, a Horcrux of Voldemort, and the resurrection stone in the Deathly Hallows. "Of course, what do you think I'm here for?" Voldemort replied casually, but he didn't touch it right away, but changed a spell and continued to chant, while constantly changing gestures with his hands. "What are you doing?" Harry was a little dizzy, and he had never known any spells that required corresponding gestures to assist in their execution, so Voldemort's movements seemed a little weird to him.

"I don't have a wand now, Harry, learn a little bit. Real magic is much deeper than you think. If you have enough magic power, a wand is never necessary." All the spells left here, he reached out and took out the ring, and he injected part of the magic power into it, and maybe a part of the power of the soul, and then Harry saw a light fly out from the resurrection stone on the ring, and then Gradually turned into a concrete image.Of course Harry recognized this person. His handsome face and thin figure all pointed to a person, the boy Voldemort, Tom Riddle.

"Call me out at this time, what do you want to do?" The figure looked at Voldemort, who was using Harry's body, and asked with a smirk. "I need you to find someone," Voldemort said in a serious tone, "I will give you part of my memory, and then you will understand the current situation." "Okay, of course, I have no reason to refuse my request Isn't it?" The 17-year-old Riddle agreed straightforwardly, the long years spent in the ring made it difficult for him to get excited about doing things now, but going out for a walk is obviously not a bad thing.

The extremely light-colored silver substance was pulled out from the temple by Voldemort, and then handed over to Riddle in the ring. The 17-year-old boy digested and absorbed it casually, and then opened his eyes in a daze: "How did this happen? After the horcrux, did you do other magic experiments?" If he had known about rebirth, why would he bother with the horcrux? He felt very worthless. "I didn't know it would happen," Voldemort frankly admitted in front of himself that he didn't know about it. In fact, it was useless for him to say that he knew. No one in this world knows yourself better than you. Riddle just It takes a glance to figure out if he's lying or not.

"Okay, I see, I will go to him." Riddle agreed without any objection. In fact, after reading the memory Voldemort gave him, he felt that even if Voldemort didn't tell him, he still had to Go check it out.