the Gambler

Voldemort frowned.Something is wrong.

The elder wand in his hand buzzed, and he looked up at Tom and Harry who stood in front of him and stared at him unblinkingly, with their brows huddled together.Voldemort could feel two huge forces pulling each other, as if the wand was identifying its true owner.This is something that has never happened before.

Voldemort was very sure that he was the master of the Elder Wand, otherwise he would not be able to exert the power to remove the barrier of Hogwarts Castle.And Harry was obviously the last person to possess the Hallows, and it was impossible for the boy's strength alone to break his shield with a disarming spell.Unless something goes wrong in the middle.Voldemort squinted at the boy, who stared back at him fearlessly, with a flash of understanding in his eyes.

Harry knew, he knew what it was like!

Voldemort lowered his head slowly, the feeling of being pulled by the magic becoming more and more obvious.

Harry cleared his throat deliberately, and said with pretended ease: "You've been watching it for a while, if you wait a little longer, I'll think you have a fetish."

Tom chuckled beside him, apparently thinking the sarcasm was amusing.Bellatrix cried out angrily, "Master has no such vice!"

"Thank you for defending me, Bella dear, but there's no need for it now," said Voldemort haughtily, and Harry snorted as he ran his hand over the uneven surface of the Elder Wand again.

"I don't think so," Harry sneered.

The Death Eaters gasped in unison. Bellatrix opened her mouth to retort, but Voldemort stretched out her slender fingers. She closed her mouth and looked at Harry angrily. Loving eyes were cast on her master.

"Like a lovesick Pygmy Puff." Harry continued to sneer, this time targeting Bellatrix.

There was a burst of sharp laughter from among the Death Eaters, and gradually, more and more people burst into loud laughter, even Voldemort smiled faintly.He raised his head slowly and raised the corner of his mouth: "Jealous?"

Three dry laughs escaped Harry's throat: "Go ahead and dream."

"Do you know what Tom thinks?" Voldemort changed the subject suddenly, his eyes shifted from Harry to Tom, "He doesn't really love you that much, and power is obviously more important than you. Tom has Didn't tell you about our cooperation?"

"Like what?" Harry said softly.

"For example, he plans to establish the Volpes Knights, gain your trust, and then stun you at the end of the war to bring you back to the past? For example, he was not so active in resisting my attack in the war just now, and even provided a route to defeat me. A shortcut to the barrier? Another example is that he actually deliberately asked to accompany you to come to me?"

Harry turned to look at the expressionless Tom.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Denial is not a virtue, you know very well, Harry." Voldemort's voice was as gentle as a lover's love language. "Tell me, what is the last request you would like to ask before you leave?"

"I want to speak to you alone," said Harry.

"It's too dangerous!" Bellatrix screamed, licking her red lips.

"Give me your wand, Harry, and maybe I can consider accepting your offer." Voldemort tilted his head and said, "What about your decision?"

Harry took one last look at the holly wand, and reluctantly tossed it to Voldemort, who caught it and snapped the wand the next moment, throwing the broken stick in two carelessly aside.The Death Eaters cheered excitedly, ready to tear Harry's body apart.Voldemort raised his hand again, his tone became serious and cold: "You all stand down, I need to have a good talk with Harry Potter."

The night wind in the Forbidden Forest rustled the leaves, and soon there were only three of them left in the clearing. Tom insisted on staying here, even though Voldemort rolled his eyes countless times, he still couldn't make the other party move a step.Voldemort took off his disguise to reveal his handsome face, which seemed to have stepped on Tom's tail. He took a few steps towards Harry, wrapped his arms around the boy's waist and pulled him into his arms, his tone full of possessiveness and disdain: "Honestly Yes, tell me what do you think, Voldemort? Do you think you can take Harry away from me just by reverting to his old appearance? Don't be kidding, he belongs to me alone, even if the opponent is you."

"He will also belong to me in the future." Voldemort stated the facts plainly.

"You mean to throw away the power you already have and go back to the past and re-accumulate the power of 50 years?" Tom giggled, which made Harry feel very uncomfortable. "Poor, so pitiful. How can you believe that lie."

"You lied to me, Tom! How dare you!" Voldemort waved his wand, and a green light shot towards the two of them. Tom pushed Harry away and sideways himself.

"I never said Harry would be on your side, need I remind you?" Tom pulled out his wand, "I said Harry would be on my side, and you and I were never on the same side. Intrigue It's a common thing in war, and even I can't believe it."

Harry snorted coldly.

Tom quickly turned the direction of his wand, and the white light fell into Harry's chest. The boy's eyes widened and he fell on his back on the soft soil.Tom turned his head and smiled triumphantly: "Now, we can talk with each other from the bottom of our hearts."

"You know I've been thinking about something just now." Tom pointed his wand at Voldemort, who raised his eyebrows and waited for his next words. "I believe you have also noticed the strange shape of the Elder Wand."

Voldemort nodded.

"The biggest problem encountered in time travel is the existence of paradox. Two people cannot exist in the same time and space at the same time—" Tom stretched his voice, "But we have existed at the same time for more than two years. I guess souls with different degrees of completeness are controlled by fate. Goddesses are treated as different people. However, the Elder Wand decides we are one, which disproves my theory, considering you now have the same mass of souls as I do. Very interesting, I don't know if Harry already figured it out This step, his wisdom is beyond doubt, after all, he took advantage of it wisely. I have to admit that I have been kept in the dark before this."

"So the Elder Wand is just an ordinary wand now." The icy anger made Voldemort's blood-red eyes look even more terrifying.

Tom smiles.

"I didn't expect to be tricked by him? I didn't expect it either."

"Get straight to the point, I don't have that much time to waste on you."

"Not so patient—well, I also want to end the conversation quickly." Tom took a step forward, the corners of his mouth raised in a strange arc, and the madness in his eyes made the boy look particularly ferocious, "If we launch Deathstroke at the same time Curse, which side do you think the goddess of fate will stand on?"

"You want to kill me?" said Voldemort in disbelief. "For Harry?"

"Oh no, for our own sake." Tom smiled, his eyes lingering briefly on the Gaunt ring Voldemort was wearing. "You wear it."

"This is something that belongs to me."

"Of course," Tom chuckled, "you just don't know what it's really worth."

"What do you mean?"

"The resurrection stone, one of the three sacred artifacts, I hope you still have some impression."

Voldemort didn't know what to say, he was very confused now, feeling like he was being played around by Tom all the time.First, there is the strange handwritten book that even I have no impression of, and the instructions left by Tom to always wear the Gaunt ring, and the content that is completely incomprehensible-the story of Haierbo hunting the seven treasures.

"We are one, Voldemort," said Tom quietly.

"But you still betrayed me," said Voldemort. "Haven't you seriously considered my previous problems? If you don't go back to the past, the future me will not exist."

"No one can tell what will happen. Fate is the most unpredictable thing. In fact, I have a good idea. I plan to incorporate your soul into my body."

"You're crazy. Do you think this will stabilize your existence?"

"Oh, I'm a desperate gambler. The stakes are a bit high, maybe I can successfully resurrect you? Don't be afraid of death, you'll know it's just another adventure." Tom tilted his head and smiled, "Although let me say Dumbledore Lido's words are a bit disgusting - Avada Kedavra!"

"You underestimate me." The Death Eater who was summoned closest to him stood in front of him, watching the poor wizard turn into a lifeless corpse before he even had time to react, Voldemort put the meat shield indifferently Flicking it to the side, there was a cruel and cold smile.To his surprise, Tom seemed happier than he was.He could feel a sudden surge of panic.

"I'll never underestimate myself." Tom glanced sideways.

Out of the corner of his eye, a dazzling green light shot at him. Voldemort quickly turned his body around. Harry, who should have been unconscious, woke up at some point. The determination in his eyes was burning, making Voldemort cold from the inside out. to the bone.He doesn't understand this despair, because death itself, or the object that gave him death.

Voldemort reached out and grabbed the tip of Harry's wand, watching the green light piercing his chest, a cry of astonishment caught in his throat.Behind the dazzling light, Harry's calm mask finally shattered.

Salazar, are those tears?

Before the darkness swallowed him completely, Voldemort found himself laughing, in disbelief.

"Where do you think Voldemort has gone, Tom?" Harry asked suspiciously, looking at the place where Voldemort disappeared.

"I don't know." Tom frowned. "Is he dead?"

"No one knows, Gaunt's ring and replica wand are in his possession. We won?"

"Hmm. Whose wand?"

"Hermione." Harry shrugged, "I already guessed that my wand would have to be scrapped, and I still felt very distressed when I broke it."

"You didn't look so distressed when you planned me and Voldemort." Tom kissed Harry on the forehead.

"Each each other."

As if fate also realized the end of the war, the originally dark sky was colored by the slowly rising sun, and bright light was projected outside the magnificent Hogwarts castle.Harry pressed the hot gold coin, and after a while, many wizards appeared around the two of them.There were tears of joy on their faces, those they knew and those they didn't know hugged Harry tightly into their arms, and a few bold ones even pulled the Slytherin boys into the celebration procession against Tom's cold gaze.After the Aurors put all the Death Eaters in prison, Harry grabbed Tom's hand and found his own phoenix tail feather wand in the grass, and the latter repaired the wand knowingly.

"It's charming." Harry sighed to the lake shimmering in the sun in the distance.

"I can watch with you forever." Tom said softly, wrapping his arms around Harry from behind.

"..."

Before he had time to catch Harry's words, a sharp pain suddenly spread from the top of his head to his limbs. Tom curled up, with beads of sweat dripping down his forehead continuously, all kinds of memories flooded It came in like it was about to rip his brains out.He could vaguely hear Harry's terrified screams, but he couldn't comfort his beloved right now.Tom felt that his soul was divided into two parts, and merged with another force, existing in two time and space at the same time, his present and his——

'once'.