[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 190 Eight Plans

Winnie and Draco returned to Hogwarts, the whole castle fell into darkness at this time, Harry Potter and Alan Felton were gone.

"Let's talk again." Draco called Winnie to stop just as she was about to leave.

Winnie looked at Draco expressionlessly, exuding an air of resistance all over her body, "If you still want to stop me, my answer is impossible."

Draco clenched his fists without leaving any traces, and after a while he said slowly: "Don't meddle, trust me."

"Margaret doesn't know what happened, I can't." After finishing speaking, Winnie turned around, intending to leave directly, but was held back by Draco in the next second.

A sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from the corridor, Draco pursed his thin lips, and dragged Winnie in the other direction, leading her directly to an abandoned classroom.

After the door closed, Draco cast a few anti-detection charms, turned around, and was about to talk to Winnie face to face when he saw a wand pointed at him.

Draco was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize something in the next second, hooked his lips, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, you don't need to be so defensive."

At least not now, Draco said inwardly.

Winnie stared at Draco silently, not intending to put down her wand until Draco handed over his own.

"Here you are."

Winnie hesitated, then finally waved her wand, cast the Coming Charm, and took Draco's wand in her hand.

"You make me feel like I'm a horrible monster." Draco took a deep breath, walked towards the sofa, and sat down gracefully.

Looking at the way Draco was lazily sitting on the sofa, it was hard to imagine that he would do something like that to her not long ago. It was simply a deceptive beast in a gentleman's skin in a fairy tale.

"I won't apologize for what I did just now." Draco looked up, looked at Winnie, and said word by word, "Even if it happens again, I will still do it."

"I know you like me. If you don't like me, you won't accept the eternal heart." Draco hooked his lips. At that time, he really lost his mind and urgently needed to prove that Winnie still liked him. , desperately wanted to keep her by his side, so he used this extremely dangerous black magic.

At that time, as long as Winnie rejected him, and there was no trace of love in his heart, he would die back and die. This was a gamble with his life as a bargaining chip, and he won the gamble.

All his life, Winnie belonged to him alone.

"Even if I like you, it doesn't mean I want to be with you." Winnie looked at Draco calmly and said word by word, "And I believe that there is no curse in this world that cannot be lifted."

"Indeed, there is no curse in this world that cannot be lifted, and the Eternal Heart is the same. Do you want to know how to lift it?" Draco was not angered by Winnie's words, because he had already determined that Winnie liked him, No matter what he said now, it was just a passing moment in his eyes, and he believed that he only needed to spend a little more time and effort to make Winnie accept him again.

"As long as one of them dies." Draco dragged his tone, "and the surviving partner will gradually become weak after losing his partner, and slowly walk towards the embrace of death."

"You're crazy, Draco."

Winnie never thought that Draco would use such extreme black magic, and she was angry and panicked when she was suddenly upset.

"Yes, I'm a lunatic, and you are my only medicine, Winnie." Draco stood up from the sofa, walked slowly to Winnie step by step, and gently rubbed her face, " I don't understand what attracts you, but whenever you are by my side, the whole world will become beautiful. But once you leave me, the whole world will become dull, and I will be surrounded by deep despair."

"Are you sure it's love, not obsession?" Winnie knew that Draco had a strong desire for domination since he was a child, and the more he couldn't get it, the more he missed it, and he wanted to get it back by all means.

"I assume that the Eternal Heart has proved everything." Draco lowered his tone, and his usually deep and pleasant voice now contained a hint of demagoguery.

Winnie was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Can we talk about this question later?"

It's not evasion, but she thinks it's not suitable to discuss this issue now.

Draco looked at Winnie deeply, and said for a long time, "Okay."

"The question just now can be discussed later, but you can no longer pretend to be Margaret." Draco said very seriously, "Everything is according to plan, and Dumbledore will not die."

Winnie shook her head, "No."

Draco frowned, "Why are you so stubborn!"

"From another perspective, if you were me, would you be able to do it?" Winnie tried to convince Draco in another way.

Of course the answer is no, Draco thought to himself.

"Draco, I am the same as you, regardless of gender, regardless of age, we are all equal, and I don't want to think of me as weak."

Draco looked at Winnie without saying a word. He didn't know whether he was forced to or was persuaded successfully. He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, but you have to promise me that you can't act on your own, and you must follow me obediently." beside."

"I promise you." Winnie nodded, "but you have to tell me the whole plan."

Draco pursed his thin lips into a tight horizontal line, and after a long silence, he said slowly, "Have you ever heard of Horcruxes?"

"I once read a book called The Secret of Black Magic at home, which mentioned that Horcruxes are a kind of black magic that violates nature. The purpose of splitting the soul and sealing it in a container is to get..."

At the end, Draco's voice sounded.

"eternal life."

Hearing Draco mention the Horcrux, Winnie remembered what Voldemort had said back then, to fly over death and obtain the secret of eternal life, which made her have to doubt, "Voldemort split his soul."

"That's right, and not just once, as far as I know, he made about six Horcruxes—Tom Riddle's diary, Marvolo Gantt's ring, Slytherin's pendant, Hufflepuff's The Gold Cup, Ravenclaw's Diadem, and Nagini." Draco said slowly, "But if nothing else, there should be more than these six Horcruxes."

"Tom Riddle's diary?" Winnie felt that the name was very familiar.

"That was Voldemort's name when he was a student." As soon as Draco finished speaking, he noticed that Winnie's expression was a bit out of place.

Winnie remembered that she had picked up this diary when she was in the first grade, "I once communicated with Tom Riddle, through the diary, in my first grade."

Draco was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened in the next second, "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"Because I thought it was just a magic item for communication, and until the end, the diary also got into Harry's hands, so..." Winnie said calmly, but was interrupted by Draco before she finished speaking .

"It's a diary that absorbs spiritual power and vitality." Draco's gray eyes were full of anger, "You idiot!"

Winnie glanced at Draco silently, "You didn't know then, did you?"

Draco was blocked by Winnie's words, his face was red and blue, yes, he really didn't know it was a Horcrux at that time.

"Who told you about the Horcrux?" Winnie suddenly remembered this important point.

Draco didn't answer right away, he stabilized his emotions before saying a name: "Tom Riddle."

Winnie paused, and Draco didn't explain any more, just looked at her quietly.

Draco was talking about Tom Riddle, not Voldemort, which meant that from his point of view, there were two people.

Winnie's brain was running fast, and she looked up at Draco: "You mean Tom Riddle told you in the diary when he was a student?"

"No, the current Tom Riddle told me." Draco didn't hide anything, but spoke truthfully.

Winnie remembered that in addition to mentioning splitting the soul in the cutting-edge black magic secret, she also made a bold assumption. If the soul can be split, does that mean it can also be refused?

"The person you serve now is Tom Riddle with a fusion of souls?"

Draco hooked his lips, "You're very smart, Winnie."

Winnie didn't expect that the boy who communicated with her in the diary turned out to be the current Voldemort, that man full of wisdom and elegant speech, how could he become what he is now?

"Where is he now?"

"I don't know. He never tells us his whereabouts. He only looks for us when he needs it." After saying that, Draco suddenly felt relieved, and the burden on his body seemed to be a little less.

"Although Tom Riddle and Voldemort are the same person, they are different. Voldemort lost his mind because of splitting his soul and became the most extreme existence. Tom Riddle understands the influence of Horcruxes and at the same time understands the need to maintain purity. The benefit of blood cannot be linked to killing all Muggles." Draco put his hand on Winnie's shoulder, "Voldemort is doomed to lose in this war."

"What is he going to do?" Winnie said he meant Tom Riddle.

"After Voldemort led his men into the castle, he took them down."

Winnie remembered what she had learned from Margaret's brain: "However, many wizards served Voldemort, not only wizards, but also giants, dementors, werewolves and inferi."

Draco said slowly: "More than half of the giants have secretly rebelled. As for the werewolves, don't worry, Dumbledore will take care of it."

"Tom Riddle and Dumbledore have a partnership?" Winnie quickly caught the point of Draco's words.

Draco nodded, and then said, "And the Saints."

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