"We are the same kind. Harry Potter!"
Voldemort's voice echoed in the silent underground chamber. Although his voice was old and decayed, conveying a sense of impending death, Voldemort was similar to Grindelwald. Their words seemed to have some kind of magic power, and they could Let people choose to believe involuntarily.
"Although you do look a lot better with your nose still there."
Harry, with a trace of sarcasm on his lips, shook his head slightly, "Who is the same kind as you, this inhuman thing?"
"Bah~"
Harry spat disdainfully, "Don't get too close here."
"Wouldn't it be better for me to kill you, or for you to kill me, to truly end this prophecy?"
Harry's body gradually relaxed, no longer tense as before. Since Voldemort was not in a hurry to take action, he was willing to get something out of him.
"Haven't you been looking forward to this for a long time? And now I'm here in front of you."
"Another death curse? Don't tell me that you can't cast a spell without a wand in your hand. That's too lame, isn't it?"
"If it had been done before, I would have definitely killed you without hesitation."
Voldemort's expression became colder, but his tone remained calm.
"But after leaving Albania, I figured out a lot of things. For example, there are no eternal enemies and friends in the world, only eternal interests."
"You're not like the other guys, so I can forgive your offense."
"Oh, this is really an incredible kindness." Harry curled his lips disdainfully, "Then I ask the kind Lord Voldemort, can you lend me your head and let me place it in front of my parents' graves? , as a belated sacrifice after not paying homage to them for ten years?”
"Are your parents that important to you?"
Hearing these words, Voldemort actually showed a smile, "You and I are the same kind of people. I understand you better than anyone else, even if it is only our first official meeting."
"Two strangers who have never appeared in your life, are they really that important to you?"
"Our experiences are so similar. We have never seen our parents since we were children. These two strangers do not exist in our memories. Ten years apart, even if they appear in front of you again, our hearts What appears is definitely not the excitement and joy of crying and crying.”
"I killed my father with my own hands. When I was sixteen, I killed the guy who abandoned me and my mother. I killed their whole family, but I didn't feel any pain." Voldemort paused. , "I don't even have the so-called joy of revenge, because I killed him just for myself, not for my mother."
"Those two strangers who didn't appear next to you, there's nothing to care about, right?"
"Maybe you saw something wrong." Harry's face turned cold, "I'm not the same as you, inhumane."
"Are you telling me about humanity?"
"ha?!"
Voldemort let out a short laugh, very harsh.
"You are the least human being among all the people and things I have ever seen in my life!"
"What a moving darkness! A darkness deeper than the abyss!"
"Even looking at it from a distance, I am still shocked by the pure and extreme evil of chaos! That darkness does not belong to the human world at all! That darkness should not even be controlled by humans!"
"You think I'm crazy? An inhumane guy?"
"Your evil is a thousand times more pure than mine! Ten thousand times!"
"Because of this! It's because of this chaotic evil that even shocks me! I've confirmed what was said in that prophecy!"
"You were born with this incredible darkness, and you do have power that I don't know about!"
"I once thought that I had reached the extreme on the road of black magic, reaching the end point that no one in the world could reach. I once thought that there was no way to go in front of me, but your appearance broke my past. cognition.”
"You will become a greater than me! A truly strong man with the power to rule the world!"
"But the premise is that there must be someone who stands at the top of this road to help you. You have the potential to take a step beyond. But potential is still potential after all. Before it turns into strength, everything is vain."
"Face your heart, Harry."
A voice full of dark temptation echoed in Harry's ears.
"There is no need to pretend that you care about those unimportant people and things. There are only two of us here. You don't need to continue to pretend to be in front of me."
"Dumbledore can't teach you anything, and Grindelwald doesn't realize your potential. I am the only one in the world who can help you and help you gain that supreme power, the power that makes you immortal!"
Voldemort raised his hands as if to embrace something, and thick black mist rose from his body. The strange lines smeared with blood under his feet seemed to become active at this moment. The blood that should have solidified slowly squirmed, and he drew out the black mist faster. A little bit.
"Oh, is it so?"
Harry's indifferent answer showed no emotion at all, and such indifference made Voldemort confirm his suspicion.
Harry is the same as him, a king who was born to embark on the dark path and will conquer the darkness and reach the top.
"You, a lonely ghost who can't even piece together a human form, do you deserve to talk to me about immortality?"
"I followed your example and hid in the Albanian forest shivering for ten years?"
"Such immortality is indeed very powerful."
These words seemed to hurt someone's heart, but Voldemort still managed a smile and waved his hands pretending not to care.
"But I'm still alive, right? I can even live longer than anyone else. In the endless time, this short moment is not worth mentioning."
"Although it is true that I haven't restored my complete body yet, it doesn't mean that I can't do it, but that I don't want to create an inferior body."
"Dumbledore hid the Sorcerer's Stone in this mirror, right? I need it. Even though I know this is the bait put by the old fox, I still come. That guy knows very well what a person is afraid of and what he desires. He told me this when I first met him, and he also taught me that as long as you have power, you can make anyone do things even if they don't want to do it."
"I need a perfect body, not a shell that I just put together."
"He probably wanted you to deal with me, but he probably didn't expect that I am actually not as weak as he imagined."
"I plundered the vitality and magic power from that fool Quirrell. With this rare supplement, I was able to escape from the weak ghost form and even regained a little ability to cast spells. I returned to England. I knew that I could only go there. Only then will I be able to come back completely.”
"But as I said before, there are no eternal enemies and friends in the world, only eternal interests. I was a little disappointed, but I quickly regained control of them because my power can make them obey my will. Do things even if they don’t want to do them.”
"These are actually not important. I think what's important is that when Dumbledore misjudged me, he even misjudged you!"
"He would never have imagined that you were not at all what he expected. You were a naive and reckless idiot who could be manipulated by him at will. The dark power in your heart is astonishing and terrifying."
"You will eventually follow the same path as me. As a person of the same kind as me, sooner or later you will discover the old man's conspiracy. He wants to turn you into a hero, right? The Boy Who Lived, England's The savior and the only one who defeated You-Know-Who."
"Think about it carefully. If Dumbledore is really a great and upright man, why would he deliberately mention this at the beginning of school?"
"The devil's net that appeared in the first-grade textbook, the game-like game of catching keys, the stone statue guard that seems to be unsolvable but can be defeated by just using your brain. Of course, the dementors exceeded my expectations. Although Grindelwald and Grindelwald We are not from the same group, but as a dark wizard, he might have some crazy ideas in his mind. As a dark wizard, this is normal."
"This is a brave adventure designed for you. When you know that I will come to Hogwarts, you, a first-year wizard, come to meet me. What are his thoughts?"
The quiet underground chamber was silent, and Voldemort was waiting for Harry to think. He believed that it would take some time for a child to digest these things.
After a while, Harry's voice sounded out for a long time.
"It's really interesting."
Harry looked at Voldemort and said, "Maybe we are actually traveling together."
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Two more chapters to go!
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