Supreme, Supreme, Dark Lord!

Chapter 59 My friend my lord 6

Hugging the pillow and maintaining the posture of lying on his back and staring at the ceiling, Voldemort's expression was a bit dazed, maybe it was due to psychological factors, although he couldn't hear it clearly, but he always felt that something was faintly coming from the corridor outside the door voices... Tom and Dumbledore... what are they talking about?

The irritability in his heart made Voldemort want to throw the pillow out of his hand, but his weak body still couldn't do it, so he silently let go of the pillow and let the pillow fall down. Voldemort simply closed his eyes in annoyance.

『──Excuse me, can you please hand over Tom to me? 』

...was Dumbledore an idiot?You shouldn't use such weird sentences if you want to borrow a word... Although he was a crazy old bee, he was surprised that Tom would agree... Why?

There seemed to be a vortex in his head, slowly rolling and crushing. Voldemort always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it when he carefully recalled it. Maybe all this was an illusion caused by his injury and weakness?

A tidal wave of tiredness quickly overwhelmed Voldemort... Strange, had he fallen asleep so easily before?

With a splitting headache, Voldemort pressed his temples and snorted strangely. He wanted to have a good talk with Tom when he came back. He shouldn't have let himself go to such a dangerous place... um...

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『──Excuse me, can you please hand over Tom to me? 』

Although he was called out of the room with such weird words, Tom's expression was still very flat, he walked behind Dumbledore silently, and the focus of his eyes was on the floor.

The various processes after Voldemort fell were still replaying, time and time again, in his head, Tom seemed to see that scene again in a trance... A moment ago, he was trusted with confidence, declaring that as long as he was there, no one could be hurt His own figure fell slowly, while Basilik the basilisk began to move with hissing laughter, sliding towards Voldemort as if cutting the air.

Nagini flew out from the man's cuff and was magnified by an unknown method.

violent.

anger.

A heavy tail.

The silver-white Nagini whipped the green basilisk into the air. She was as swift as lightning, and after the attack, she chased after him. Before Basilik landed, she pounced on and continued to bite, while the man remained silent. Falling to the dust, like a piece of rotten wood.

"puff……"

"...Boom."

Not moving at all.

Tom felt like he was going crazy.

panicked.

The emotions of being at a loss are only controlled by surprise and panic.

If there was still sadness in his heart when Albraxus fell just now, then after Voldemort also set foot on the same road, Tom's reaction was nothing but dumb.

It's dead.

My mind went blank.

Completely unclear about the situation in front of him.

Tom didn't understand why Voldemort fell down suddenly. He only felt that despair poured down on his head like ice water, and then solid ice began to form on his limbs.

Cold hands, stiff movements, dull perception... Tom had long forgotten how he tried to test Voldemort's breath, and he also forgot the true joy in his heart when he noticed that faint breath, and he was so happy. Well, sad or not, Tom forgot all about it. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had already been sitting outside the door of the medical wing, listening to Nagini complaining about leaving her behind, but he didn't even know how he left the hospital. Those in the secret room don't know.

Nagini said that the basilisk was defeated by her, and she will obediently continue to wait in the secret room in the future, but because the pillars of their fighting secret room are almost destroyed in half, it is easy to encounter problems if they want to go in.

Nagini said that Tom started running straight away with Voldemort on his back without waiting for her at all, so she had to run with the Malfoy kid in her mouth.

Nagini said there was a commotion as they ran down the hallway, with everyone chasing after them admiring her beauty.

In the end, Nagini said that an old professor came out of the office and played the loud and hard-to-hear Big Red Bird, and then he...

"──Tom, are you listening?"

Realizing that his right shoulder became heavy, Tom raised his head blankly, and a bird head with a golden crown and big eyes moved closer and enlarged in front of him. Tom blinked, and then realized that Dumbledore's phoenix was stopping. on his shoulders.

The slanted shoulders made the Vokeshi stand unsteadily, and the sharp claws of the bird made him a little painful, and it kept flapping its wings trying to maintain balance. Tom grabbed the Vokeshi's feet and hung the big bird upside down. Then he turned his head in a bad mood: "...Huh?"

He saw a blue robe like a clear sky, dotted with gold stars and a silver crescent moon. Dumbledore's beard was already graying in some places, and he didn't know how long it would take to become the whole body snow white?Just like... the Santa Claus I read in picture books when I was a child...

Realizing that his attention was distracted, Tom let go of his hand boredly, and let the yelling Vokeshi fall down in dismay, then he raised his chin and looked at Dumbledore.

In all fairness.

Dumbledore treated him very well, that kind of meticulous care and patience has long been far beyond what a professor should simply do - Dumbledore deliberately failed to raise him as an heir.

Tom is very clear, because Dumbledore has made countless intentional or unintentional temptations and suggestions, but Tom just has no way to respond to Dumbledore's kindness.

Just like now.

Although Dumbledore was looking at him with very caring and understanding eyes, assuming that Tom could rely on him with confidence and that he was willing to listen to anything, Tom still couldn't do anything about it like he did to Voldemort. Real emotions come out.

That's why he just put on a perfect smile exhaustedly, and bowed to Dumbledore politely: "Professor Dumbledore, thank you for treating Voldy and me..."

"You're welcome, my child, I think the Buddhist envoy will be very happy if I can help you."

Dumbledore's expression seemed to be a little lost. He reached out and touched the beak of the phoenix sitting on his shoulder, and what he got was the little phoenix's intimate peck. Staring at Tom seemed to be in deep thought for a long time. His lips seemed to move, and then he said with a sigh: "It's just that I'm sorry, the Buddha guest of Mr. Lord Voldemort's body is also helpless..."

"Unable to treat at this stage does not mean that it will never be possible. Professor Dumbledore, your conclusion is too early." Tom's eyes turned cold, and he turned his head, but the fists curled up under the sleeves trembled faintly.

The tears of the phoenix can heal all injuries. This... is what Tom has read in the book, but it is a pity that the so-called injury is limited to the body and not the spirit. It is a pity that the tears of the phoenix cannot heal people's congenital defects ...

──Voldemort...'s time has come.

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The physical condition of that person actually showed symptoms as early as when Tom was adopted. His gait was like wandering, frequent coughs that seemed to cough up his lungs, and he vomited blood at every turn. It was... not surprising, but Tom always thought That won't be so fast.

Because Voldemort was powerful.

He is very strong, a man called a king.

Such a person should stand at the highest point in the world, so there is no reason for him to die before reaching his ideal.

Isn't magic omnipotent?

Haven't you already found a potion that can stop coughing?

So there are solutions for other physical ailments too, right?

When Voldemort found the medicine to suppress his cough, Tom was very happy, because he believed that with that medicine, Voldemort would be able to truly fly away from death and the shadow of premature death just like his name.

But his happiness still came too early, his disappointment was like when he tried to take Voldemort's soul, he slapped Tom heavily, that man's health was just an appearance, the real him was like the night of the opening ceremony , weak as a dead man, and dependent on drugs.

Anything, as long as it is used for a long time, may cause resistance.

No matter how good something is, if it acts on an existence that is completely unable to respond, it will not be effective.

──That person's body has already collapsed.

There is no hope of improvement, and the collapse can only be delayed.

After Voldemort was sent to the medical wing, Mrs. North informed Tom of the fact that the existing medical methods, even St. Mungo's in the wizard's hospital, could not treat Voldemort's body...

Voldemort, that person's health will never recover.

And the limit may be in these few months -- but... so what?

Just as Voldemort's cough-relieving Marjorie potion has never appeared in any existing records, the inability of current medical means to cure does not mean that there is no other way.

It's just not recorded.

It was just recorded but lost to history.

Tom was never a person who would lament in despair, at least he didn't learn this kind of luxury emotion in his previous life in the orphanage or in Voldemort's upbringing. He only knew how to fight for it, and then created opportunities to fight for it again.

"My guardian will be fine, Professor Dumbledore, because he is Lord Voldemort, because he is my guardian──"

With great confidence, Tom raised his chin to Dumbledore, he saw the old man sighed again, but he didn't know why, then Dumbledore touched his head, stuffed a candy to Tom and said : "...Then please bless Mr. Lord Voldemort for me... Tom, but Lord Voldemort is just your guardian, have you ever thought that maybe your blood relatives still exist in this world?"

Tom could have skipped the inexplicable intimacy, but he was attracted by Dumbledore's last words, and even forgot to resist, just grabbed Dumbledore's slowly retracted sleeve: "You—— Don't know what?"

"Come to me, boy, I can tell you anything if you want."

"I……"

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