[Comprehensive] The whole world has its own bgm, except me!

Jian Jia's perception of Voldemort is very complicated.

On the one hand, they were once enemies too, on the other hand, Voldemort almost became her mage.

He offered her an olive branch, but she was unwilling to accept it.Jian Jia always believes in a fateful conclusion, thinking that they are two intersecting lines, and they will be farther and farther apart after contact.But Voldemort broke her cognition step by step, not only ignoring the boundary between the two worlds, but also trying to change the trajectory of their lives.

And now, he clearly did.

A huge and vast energy reverberated within a few miles, and the subjects knelt down tremblingly, with terrified expressions, for fear that they would be destroyed in the next second, leaving only scattered dust.

The ability of the Mind Stone was suppressed step by step until it no longer had any effect, and Jian Jia simply gave up resistance.

She stood where she was, holding the Mind Stone and the Sword in the Stone tightly, and looked at Voldemort with a calm expression.

She asked suddenly.

"Why are you so persistent in wanting to be my mage? If it's for power, it's not necessary at all."

As soon as Jian Jia's words came out, Voldemort's eyes froze for a moment.

He took off the hood of his robes, revealing a young, handsome face that made him look terribly harmless.

He was silent for a while.

The huge hall was unbelievably quiet, people retreated to the sides like a tide, and finally, lying low, only the bodies of the two stood up straight, with incomparable attention.

Jian Jia waited patiently for his answer.

After a while, Voldemort raised his head and finally stopped thinking.

He raised his lips slightly, with the usual sneer and indifference, his voice was cold and flat, but there was a kind of determination that made people unbelievable.

"Probably to prove that - in the game of fate, I still come and go freely."

Even if he was just a pawn taken to die.

Jian Jia was stunned suddenly.

If Voldemort hadn't said so, she would have forgotten that he accidentally entered the body of the future of this world, and witnessed how he would die in the future according to the expected trajectory, becoming a cancerous tumor in the wizarding world, and finally completely wiped out in this world.

In the past, he tried his best to rule others with his strong strength and ruthless personality, proving that he could do it.But now, he risked his life to prove himself that he could escape from the vicious circle at the beginning.

as long as he wants.

Speaking of which, their destinies are so similar.

Voldemort witnessed his tragic future, and she witnessed her seemingly unchangeable fate under his guidance.

"..." For a while, she was a little speechless.

"As long as I think about it, I am Merlin, and I can also be called God. Destiny is my own thing, and it will never be controlled by any illusory trajectory. Now, do you also understand?"

Jian Jia pursed her lips tightly.

For the first time ever, she looked at Voldemort seriously, those eyes that usually concealed her surlyness and indifference, but at this moment, she could vaguely distinguish some obsession without any impurities from them.

Jian Jia suddenly laughed.

"I really didn't expect that one day you would teach me one day."

"It's never my intention to mentor anyone, and of course if you can benefit from it, that's my pleasure."

"Thank you."

As soon as Jian Jia's words came out, Voldemort was slightly startled.

"Thank you for all your help before, I am very grateful. I will not expel you again, but if Strange and the others do it, I will not stop it."

Jian Jia put away the sword in the stone, and following her words, the clammy black mist covering the sword gradually disappeared, and it returned to its original appearance.

The sword in the stone, who had just recovered, was a little ready to move, wanting to force a soul gem.

Jian Jia held the hilt of the sword in her hand and thrust it down suddenly.Hearing a click, the originally simple and unpretentious sword sharpened instantly, and inserted smoothly without resistance, into the ground, half of his body was submerged in it.The entire dream space began to rumble, and all the people gradually separated and disappeared, and the scene was like a mirror, revealing the true colors of its illusion.

Jian Jia understood that she might never enter this dream again.

Her voice is like her erratic figure, sometimes there, sometimes indistinct.

"But I will restrain you...if...you do something bad...you will be punished..." The light of the Soul Gem flickered slightly, as if confirming her words.

Finally, Jian Jia sighed.

"Although I know we will meet again in the future, but... I want to say something more."

Voldemort was silent, listening to her intently.

"Only a weak person seeks self-confidence by intimidating and hurting others. I hope you can understand."

"Will anyone trust me?" Voldemort asked quietly.

"of course."

She smiled: "The premise is that you are reliable enough. Trust doesn't happen overnight."

boom--

The dream completely collapsed.

Jian Jia seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, without any support, she kept falling, and finally woke up suddenly.

She rolled out of bed, and the book in her lap fell to the floor with a clatter.

"Meow!"

Mint, who woke up at some time, heard the movement, and the sound of scratching the door became louder.

Jian Jia rushed up in a hurry.

"Stop it, the door is scratched and it will cost money!"

……

Voldemort, who came to this world, has never used a soul tablet. Of course, his face is not like what the world sees. Almost no one can recognize him, but he is a little more free.After Jian Jia had a long communication with the minister of the Ministry of Magic, the minister helped to recreate an identity for him, and set up a separate department for him to study magic, which also included some of the principles and uses of black magic.

Regarding this matter, the wizards panicked and feared at the beginning, then observed silently later, and later, Voldemort's ability was too good, and the prejudiced wizards were gradually convinced.

They are still quite happy.

After all, although the recipient of Sword in the Stone is not British, her mage is a native British.

It's better than some second-rate curly-haired mage who travels between temples.

In this regard, Strange heard the mage of the London Temple teasing him about this matter, he couldn't help but sneered, and made an evaluation——

A group of old country gentry in a small place with a horizon narrower than that of the English Channel.

His journey is a sea of ​​stars.

However, Strange expressed a little dissatisfaction with the final choice, even though he never thought about becoming some kind of ghost mage.

He attributed the reason to the fact that Jian Jia's aesthetic vision had become even worse than that of the British guys.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to get a question with an obvious answer wrong?

At the same time, Voldemort, who had gradually integrated into this world, experienced a few minor accidents, and finally understood what the hell the punishment Jian Jia was talking about.

……Um.

One time, an uninterested wizard said a few more annoying words, Voldemort's expression turned cold, and the wand in his hand seemed to be moving.At this moment, a solemn yet lively song suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Learning from Lei Feng

Good role model

hard and simple never forget

......"

The song was repeated more than a dozen times, which was extremely brainwashing.His headache was severe, as if he had been cast a death curse, and his soul would fly away along with the passionate and impassioned melody of the song.

Voldemort tried to solve this problem, but whenever he had such a thought, the chorus full of positive energy would be played over and over again, which made people collapse until he had no such thought.

simply.

frenzied……

This time, the winter in New York seemed extremely long. Because too many things happened, even every leaf seemed to be imprinted with traces of memories.

Jian Jia, who finally solved a problem in her mind, put a big stone in her heart.

But maybe it was because the nerves that had been tense were slightly relaxed, and when I woke up the next day, I caught a cold.

Jian Jia was dizzy and dizzy, and felt so uncomfortable that she sent a text message to ask for leave.She blew her nose, washed her face, and felt the hot temperature of her cheeks. She slowly took out the medicine box again, took out the thermometer and stuffed it under her armpit.

The air in the room was stuffy, coupled with the mint running around restlessly, the already sensitive nose felt like it had sucked in a few cat hairs, making it itchy and uncomfortable.

Jian Jia cheered up and pushed the window open.

The cold air in the early morning was chilly, blowing in instantly.Jian Jia's thin body flinched, and she sneezed suddenly, and the sound was heard far away.

"Ah - sneeze!"

"Sweetheart, are you okay?" Deadpool, who had regained his energy, sat on the roof as usual, and lowered his head when he heard the movement.

"I'm fine. Snooze!"

Jian Jia rubbed her nose in embarrassment, speaking in a nasal voice.

"Do you need help?"

"No thanks."

Deadpool shrugged, still sitting on the roof, his legs dangling and humming an incoherent ditty.

Within a few minutes, he heard a bang sound coming from Jian Jia's room. After a while, there was the sound of something falling on the ground. Immediately afterwards, it seemed that someone had fallen too.

...sounds like it hurts.

Deadpool was about to jump down to save people.

The window was opened, Jian Jia coughed dryly, her voice was a little hoarse, but she still pretended to be calm: "Hi. Since you have said so, I am too embarrassed to refuse. Then come and help me."

The author has something to say: Voldy Lei Feng Devil is born!applaud!

Voldemort: MDZZ...

Kiwi: Heh, this is the punishment of impulsivity :)