The Son of Light of the Snake House

Voldemort's eyes were suspicious, and then he smiled suddenly: "That guy must be too stupid to expose himself, well, it doesn't matter, his role is only limited to this-"

Daniel: "I guess, he's actually pretty good at it."

The sky was getting darker, and there were faint black shadows appearing among the surrounding tombstones, stones and woods.

The boy seemed to be a little taller than before. He held his head up, and his mood seemed to suddenly rise.

"You should know, they say this boy is my nemesis, don't you?" said Voldemort softly, his red eyes fixed on Daniel, and Harry's scar was burning so painfully beside him that he almost screamed , Cedric covered his mouth with a quick reaction. "I wanted to kill him the night I lost my magic and sex. His mother died to save him—inadvertently giving him some kind of protection that I admit I didn't expect... I Don't touch that boy."

Voldemort revealed half of his face, his sharp fangs gleaming in the moonlight.

"I've been stripped away, worse than a ghost, worse than the humblest wandering soul...but I'm still alive. I, the one who has gone farther than anyone else on the road to immortality. You just said that our goal is Eliminate Muggles, you are actually wrong - it is immortality! Conquer death!"

"I was forced to hide in the forest and wait... My loyal Death Eaters will definitely find a way to find me... There must be someone who will use magic that I cannot cast by myself, and give me back my body..."

"Stop." Daniel stopped him, which obviously made Voldemort angry, but Daniel didn't seem to see it: "You said you have been hiding in the forest all this time...why have you been there every now and then?" You've come to Hogwarts to try to live forever or to kill? "

"Me?" Voldemort tilted his head in doubt, some blood red faintly appeared in his black eyes, and then he seemed to understand: "You are talking about my Horcruxes. I created them, and then sealed a part of my soul Go in, our thoughts are not intercommunicated, but the purpose is the same—”

"Uh-huh." Daniel thought about how many he had destroyed in his heart, the locket, the diary, Hufflepuff's gold cup, Ravenclaw's crown... He sighed, feeling that it wasn't enough. , originally wanted to mock Voldemort, but let's forget it first.

Voldemort continued without showing emotion: "Then, less than a year ago, when I had almost given up hope, hope finally appeared... a servant found me. Bella escaped from Azkaban, so the former to find her master."

"She even got Bertha Jorkins for me. After a little persuasion, she gave me a lot of information. She told me that Hogwarts will hold the Triwizard Tournament this year, and that she knew there were A loyal Death Eater, willing to help me if I could get in touch with him. She told me many things...but the method I used to break the Oblivion Charm on her was too strong. When I got from her After taking all the useful information out of her mouth, her spirit and body have been damaged beyond recovery. She has run out of uses. I can't attach to her, so I dispose of her."

Voldemort grinned horribly, and his eyes became hollow and unfeeling, and grew redder.

"Everything is towards me. This world is looking after me, even if I am dying, it will keep me alive."

"My loyal Death Eater lurking at Hogwarts, make sure the boy's name is put in the Goblet of Fire. And use my Death Eater, make sure the boy wins the game—make sure he wins the A touch of the Triwizard Cup—that cup has been exchanged for a Portkey by my Death Eaters, and it will bring him here, away from Dumbledore's help and protection, into my hands."

Voldemort's body was taller, and he was able to meet Daniel's eyes.Scarlet color spread from the bottom of the eyes to the eyes.

"It's a pity that Bella would have brought me Harry Potter, or his corpse."

Daniel looked back at him with a calm expression.

"So, will you join us?" Voldemort stretched out his hand again: "The whole wizarding world is on my side, as long as you join my command, you can get everything you want."

Daniel smiled slowly: "Even if I want your life?"

Voldemort smiled instead of anger, his face could no longer see the traces of immaturity just now, it penetrated into his skin fiercely, and his voice was very soft: "Don't try to provoke me."

"But you don't even know my name."

"If you join me, I will remember."

Daniel refused: "No need."

"It's a pity." Voldemort sighed softly: "You had the chance to survive and serve me, but it's a pity that you are so young and talented, but you can only die here. Originally, you could replace Bella. When you get Harry Potter's head for me, you'll be on the right track with your life."

Daniel looked at him: "It's a pity that your horcruxes can't tell you the scene before they died—otherwise you would know whose hands they died in."

Voldemort's eyeballs rolled slightly: "It seems that you are only willing to die for justice?"

Daniel nodded slightly, and asked him again: "Are you here?"

"You know I summoned the Death Eaters." Voldemort's tone was sure, and it was true.

"I still don't have that much confidence that the famous Voldemort can answer all my questions." Daniel laughed again: "Maybe the great Voldemort is willing to have a fair and just 1v1 with me."

"You're really interesting." Voldemort's red eyes gleamed in the darkness. "Come out!" he cried.

A look of cruel triumph appeared on Voldemort's face.He straightened up, raised his head, and scanned the dark cemetery.

"How many have the guts to come back after feeling it?" he murmured, staring at the stars with glowing red eyes as the snake called Nagini hovered beside him. "And how many people would be foolish not to come?"

"See that house on the hillside? My father lived there. My mother was a wizard, lived in this village, and fell in love with him. But when she revealed who she was, he abandoned her... My father doesn't like magic..."

"He left her and went back to his Muggle parents before I was born. My mother died giving birth to me and I grew up in a Muggle orphanage...but I swore to find him... I avenged him, the man who gave me his name... Tom Riddle..."

He continued to pace up and down, his red eyes scanning the graves to and fro.

"Listen to me, listen to my family history..." he whispered, "ah, I'm getting a little sentimental...but look, my real family is back..."

The air was suddenly filled with the sound of cloaked pawns.Between the tombs, and behind the cedar trees, in every shadowy place there were apparitions of wizards.They all wore hoods and covered their faces.They came one by one... slowly and cautiously, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.Voldemort stood there in silence, waiting.A Death Eater fell to his knees, climbed up to Voldemort, and kissed the hem of his black robe.

"Master...Master..." he whispered.

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Here I try to be as detailed as possible - the boss battle is of course more powerful!

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