Although Harry had never heard this voice before, he already had a guess in his mind that the hoarse and withered old voice that seemed to belong to a clan member who seemed to be dying soon must be Voldemort.
When Quirrell died in the Albanian forest, Voldemort's script had completely changed. He was no longer a sticker on the back of his head, suffocating in a garlic-scented turban all day long. Perhaps the body he reshaped later had no nose because of possession. The sequelae caused by Quirrell, such as loss of smell.
Obviously, after killing Quirrell and even draining all the magic and life force from the wizard's body, he probably regained his body in another way. At least he got rid of the ghost state where he was powerless to do anything. .
But Harry was a little curious about how Voldemort entered Hogwarts. Did he use Hogwarts' secret passage to the outside world? Or sneaking in pretending to be a student? Although Dumbledore and Grindelwald would let loose on Voldemort, such omissions in supervision would not be too outrageous. Voldemort is crazy, but he is not mentally retarded. Sneaking in too easily will not give birth to these two guys. I'm old and my brain is broken'.
This is a black and white evil that exists in the magical world. In addition to their extraordinary strength, their way to ascend to power also plays a very important part in their brains. In the eyes of everyone, whether it is Dumbledore or Grindelwald, they are both. An old fox with profound strategies, an old fox who has lived for more than a hundred years and achieved great success.
With this thought in his mind, Harry did not move in a hurry. The rapidly recovering magic power gradually stabilized his heavy breathing. After drinking a bottle of energy potion, he sorted out his condition and walked deeper.
Next to Grindelwald's level is the test arranged by Snape, but this room has been violently destroyed. A table with potion bottles of different sizes has been smashed, and the wall of fire that should have been in front of it has been smashed. It disappeared, leaving a black horizontal stripe on the floor, which was the mark left when the floor was burned by the magic flame.
A gorgeous golden mirror was placed at the end of the room. It was the Mirror of Erised that Harry was familiar with. In front of the mirror, a halfling who was somewhat similar to a dementor stayed in front of it.
Why do you say halfling? Because he only has the upper body, there is a dense black mist under the empty black robe. On the ground, there are strange lines smeared with blood. Countless small black steam seeps out from the strange lines and blends into the halfling. underneath the torso.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Harry Potter!"
When Harry stepped into the room, the halfling with his back turned sharply, and a face covered in black lines, like broken porcelain, looked at Harry's position.
The figure that had appeared in childhood dreams countless times overlapped with the broken porcelain face in front of him. Although the voice sounded old and decayed, after ignoring those crack-like black lines, Voldemort's face was almost no bigger than it was ten years ago. The change.
Voldemort, who has excellent foundation, was a charming and handsome boy when he was young. When he grows old, he is still a handsome old man who can win the hearts of little girls. If it weren't for the inhuman madness revealed in his scarlet eyes, Dazzling, it's hard to believe that such a person could be a murderous Dark Lord.
In this world where looks are important, looks are too important. Voldemort's handsome face has assisted him countless times.
"So, after you arrived at Hogwarts, you have been waiting here for me?"
"Hey, this is really touching. I hope sitting for so long won't give you hemorrhoids on your butt. Oh, by the way, you don't have a butt now, so that's okay."
Harry was joking about Voldemort in front of him as he spoke lightly. However, Harry did not lack all necessary precautions. He was ready to cast spells at any time. If there was any trouble, he would move with lightning speed. .
"Ten years ago, my faithful servant told me a prophecy about me. It was a prophecy told to Dumbledore by a diviner. My servant overheard it and dedicated it to me in its entirety. "
Voldemort, completely unmoved, just stood there quietly and told Harry stories about the past.
"I was dismissive of this at first. I understood that Dumbledore was an opponent that I needed to pay attention to, but I didn't think that the prophecy of a fallen witch could create an enemy for me out of thin air that could kill me."
"But later on, I gradually changed my mind." Voldemort's broken face showed a hint of mockery. "Dumbledore protected that woman. After discovering this, I I have some thoughts on this prophecy.”
"I want to see what kind of ability that child who can become my greatest enemy has so that only one person can live between me and him!"
"What kind of power does he have in his body? I don't know what power he has in him."
"I was intrigued, so I set off to find you, Harry Potter."
"But this bullshit prophecy deceived me!"
Voldemort, whose voice suddenly became angry, even spat out a mouthful of black car exhaust. The ferocious look on his face became even more ferocious, completely breaking the broken face that had been barely sewn together with handsome features. The rising black energy emanated from his face and body. Black lines appeared in the cracks, as if car exhaust had turned into spirit.
"It's not you who has the power! It's your damn mother!"
"Lily Potter!"
Voldemort, who had almost broken his teeth, stared at Harry fiercely. Those eyes that were exactly the same as Lily's seemed to remind him of the tragic scene that night.
"I really don't understand what kind of magic she used to protect you. Even the life-killing curse rebounded at that time, destroying my body and turning me into a weak ghost hiding. Able to survive in the Albanian forests, surviving by absorbing the meager vitality of those beasts."
"She is indeed someone beyond my expectations, someone who has the potential to compete with me. Unfortunately, she is too young."
An ugly smile appeared on Voldemort's face. He seemed to be irritating Harry, but he failed to see any emotion on Harry's face.
"I killed her easily, with just one spell."
"If it weren't for protecting you, she might have escaped and given me a big problem."
"But just now, I finally understood that what the prophecy said was not wrong. You do have the power to threaten me."
The scarlet eyes were brighter at this moment, and Voldemort raised his hand from a distance of dozens of meters.
"I just discovered that you are actually the same guy as me."
"Oh, no, maybe I should admit that your performance just now completely surprised me."
"The thing that scares darkness more than the so-called light is the darkness that is deeper than darkness."
"Come to me, I will help you find your true path, and I will guide you to discover the true power within you!"
"It's not just England! The entire magical world will be trembling under our feet!"
"We are the same kind. Harry Potter!"
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