war and peace

Voldemort hit the key word pretty well - again.This is tantamount to an affirmation, a complete certainty of his previous guess. "It's not just blood," he said in a deep voice, "there is also the Killing Curse—at least the Killing Curse, which will affect the lives of your blood descendants. That kind of protection can at least reach this level."

He figured it out in an instant.Slytherin emphasized blood, and he also discovered the role of blood.But this is only a concrete manifestation.From the perspective of Lily Potter's spell, this should be completely abstract, that is, blood relationship.In this way, the range of spells is expanded, from the Unforgivable Curses to any harmful spells with malicious intent.Lastly, Slytherin's spell has a wider range than Lily Potter's, otherwise the Savior wouldn't have come back with him.

"Exactly. I'd like to compliment your mind for the third time, Tom," Slytherin stated in a soft tone. "It makes it hard for me to imagine why you would do such a stupid thing as splitting your soul."

Voldemort choked.He was acutely aware that the other side had avoided his final defeat, which made him a little more comfortable.It is meaningless to consider whether to say it or not, because it will be noticed by the other party. "Immortality," he said emphatically, believing himself to be talking nonsense.

"A path that no one has ever succeeded in, a dangerous and unpredictable magic," Slytherin said in a tone like an aria, "You think you can surpass everyone in the history of magic, and you believe that you have the power to unify the wizarding world." Even to the strength of the Muggle world..."

Voldemort was silent.He couldn't argue, because Slytherin was right.He thought he could overcome the side effects of the split soul, but it turned out he couldn't.He thought it would get him further along the path to immortality, but it turned out to be just a little trouble for the Order of the Phoenix—or, more accurately, a puzzle solution for the Savior and Dumbledore. Games.The fact is so, it is doomed that he now has to listen to the teachings of his ancestors honestly.

"Do you think I'm criticizing you?" Slytherin continued, looking at his expressionless face, "That's a compliment. If Godric knew about it, he would warmly invite you to His house. Passionate and impulsive, you have nothing to lose to that little Gryffindor—well, called Harry Potter, right?" His tone was flat, as if stating the truth—of course he himself was I think so.

Upon hearing the name of the founder of Gryffindor House, Voldemort turned blue.His ancestor told him in a light voice that he was more suitable for Gryffindor, and he was compared with the savior boy he always looked down upon - could there be a more insulting IQ than that?But no matter how reluctant he was, there was nothing he could do. This was the worst decision he had ever made in his life.

"Believe me, if you could have the same performance as Harry Potter, I would definitely be much more satisfied than I am now." Slytherin continued to state.Seeing the disbelief flash across Voldemort's face, he added slowly, "At least he certainly won't send himself to his death."

In the past, Voldemort must have attributed this result to the luck of the savior.Even though this excuse is no longer useful, he still couldn't help but say, "That's not necessarily the case."

"Death voluntarily and killing yourself by mistake are two different things." Slytherin accurately pointed out his concept of stealing. "And he didn't die in the end. Apparently, it wasn't so easy this time." He summed up dryly.

Voldemort fell silent.He really can't figure it out, is there anything else he hasn't considered this time?So that his ancestors had no expectations of him at all?

"Very well organized, I must say," Slytherin continued flatly. "It's the best that can be done under these conditions, so I've been praising your cleverness. But the smartest thing should be your two-way spell, through which you get the most precious news."

Voldemort found that he didn't understand Slytherin at all.In the eyes of his ancestors, the various rare treasures he found while traveling around the world were not even as good as the mind of the savior who didn't know what he was thinking all day long?Even if he didn't really care about those treasures that much, he couldn't have a good opinion of the savior.He stared at Slytherin, waiting for this sarcasm, but the other party suddenly dropped the topic.

"No one can live forever." Slytherin said flatly. "Even with the Sorcerer's Stone, you get tired of it someday. And," he looked into Voldemort's eyes, "I thought you thought I was attacking your ambition?"

Voldemort was noncommittal about his first two sentences.Of course, that's right, didn't the famous alchemist Nicolas May make such a choice?As for the third sentence, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"This kind of thing is very normal, it just depends on where you use it, or how you use it, and how you want to realize it." Slytherin spread his hands. "If there wasn't such a thing, would we possibly have thought of such a thing as creating Hogwarts? Would we have put that idea into practice?"

Voldemort followed his gaze closely. "What happened afterwards?" He had to ask this, because the latter would definitely ignore his idea. "Also, why are you back?"

Slytherin waved lightly. "I can see you've wanted to know about this for a long time, but I have nothing to say about it. Besides, this is your problem. I'm glad you're finally starting to realize the important role Muggles play gone."

Voldemort stared at him, frowning.The subject turned so bluntly that it was hardly Slytherin's usual style just now.But he obviously couldn't get anything out of the other party's mouth in a short time, so he followed the topic: "Then?"

The Slytherin gave him an approving look. "I know, this is just the beginning."

"Indeed." Voldemort nodded, thinking of the Lestrange couple who hadn't returned yet.It's time, too, to start casting the net, and that starts with the British Isles.And according to the report returned by Lestrange of Labastan, among the three oldest magic academies in Europe, Durmstrang is the easiest to attack—this is also a breakthrough point.Barty Crouch Jr. has successfully entered the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, and he has always had confidence in his subordinate.As for the others...

"I don't think you'll show mercy to traitors," Slytherin said suddenly.

Voldemort's reaction was also quick. "Which one are you talking about?" The other party said this, obviously reminding him to show mercy to some people. "Severus Snape? Regulus Black? Or Sirius Black replaced by Pettigrew?" Of course the last one is not a traitor, but his relationship is complicated.

"Oh, I know you'll always guess," Slytherin replied very calmly.Then he changed the subject and said, "I still have a small island in Scotland, you probably like it, although it is likely to be in disrepair..." He met Voldemort's surprised gaze and didn't take it seriously at all. "You could put Selpt in there. And Percy, of course. Hogwarts isn't enough for them at night."

It's just a worry that someone will see the basilisk's eyes, right?Voldemort thought of this momentarily.Otherwise why did Slytherin lock the Chamber of Secrets?But Nagini doesn't have this kind of problem. It always likes to wander around, and the castle obviously doesn't have enough space.Let it be, he had plenty of ways to get out of the castle to see it anyway, from invisibility spells to Animagus spells.

"Whatever you want," Slytherin said, and added quickly. "By the way, I'm very interested in your little Gryffindor."

Both of Voldemort's eyebrows were raised.Seeing that it was impossible for him to refute his ancestry, he replied, "Surely there will be a chance." He had no intention of carrying out his two false identities, and the Savior would know the secret sooner or later, either by accident or by destiny.

"It's not a weakness to have that emotion." Slytherin stared at him seriously, returning to the original topic at last. "It doesn't make you ordinary, it makes you special, it makes you different from everyone else. It doesn't make you weak, it makes you strong, it makes you Be fearless in any dangerous situation.”

Voldemort was completely silent.He thought it probably meant something like Dumbledore's, but Slytherin was clearly more to the point - to him.He seems to understand the actions of the Savior... His usual faith has been shaken, but he can hardly predict what awaits him at the end of this road...

Its daybreak.Voldemort couldn't stay in the Chamber of Secrets any longer, and he had to give Dumbledore a reason for his suspension.Slytherin watched his back, sighed softly, and disappeared into smoke again.

Solving life and death, ambition and methods, this seems to be the end, but a new round of adventure has just begun.

The known future is still not fully grasped again, is it?Voldemort couldn't be sure at this time, and Harry, who was still sleeping at this time, didn't know either.

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