Ani knew that the secret room Dumbledore was talking about was not the one they imitated, but the one left by Slytherin.
So after hearing this, he was shocked and started calling Fox in a hurry. At the same time, he was very upset that he had forgotten Tom's original purpose.
He originally went to the Chamber of Secrets, but he and Dumbledore set him up.
Although he didn't know where the flaw was, or how he opened the pipe that had been sealed by himself, Dumbledore's conjecture was very reasonable.
Tom knew that he was under surveillance and the old principal would never allow him to enter the real secret room, so he created a chaos to escape.
Soon, a red shadow appeared above Aini's head, and then he and Dumbledore disappeared into the auditorium.
Fox had been to the secret room before and was familiar with teleportation. With its level, it would be no problem to bring a few more people with it.
But Tom didn't go to the Chamber of Secrets just for tourism. Even though Dumbledore used magic patterns to seal the exit of the basilisk passage, Ani didn't think he would be able to find a way to crack it based on his previous lessons.
If he brought all the professors present with him, he would be in big trouble if he met the basilisk's eyes.
Especially Snape, if Tom had a way to transfer his memories to the subject, let alone being an undercover agent in the future, he would definitely incur the cruelest revenge from Voldemort.
Besides, the two of them were strong enough to subdue Tom, even if they faced the basilisk.
The next second, in the middle of the secret room.
"Pop, pop, pop. Very sharp reaction, but you're still a step too late."
Just after teleporting to the secret room, Aini heard the voice that used to be exaggerated and annoying, but now sounded even more harsh.
Aini's eyes quickly adapted to the dim light, but everything he saw made his pupils constrict.
Damn it, why are they here?
Standing in the center of the secret room, what Aini saw was not much changed, except that the passage opened by the head of the statue was extremely eye-catching.
What is even more eye-catching are the three figures lying on two sides and standing at the foot of the statue.
The same body shape, the same face, the same red hair, God knows why the twins are here.
"Lockhart" stood behind them, smiling as if he was winning.
"Professor Scamander, I have to say that you are indeed an outstanding talent. I will not be stingy with my kindness to such a person."
As he spoke, Tom waved his wand to light up the magic patterns around him. Under Aini's induction, the originally clear and active spatial fluctuations immediately became obscure and silent.
"Phoenix's space travel is indeed clever, but it is not unsolvable."
After sealing off the space, the aura on "Lockhart" quickly weakened and he fell softly to the ground.
And where he originally stood, a boy appeared, with a handsome face full of smiles when he looked at Aini.
"Let's get to know each other again..."
The smile on the boy's face became even brighter, and a line of writing spewed out from the front of the wand.
Tom Marvolo Riddle.
During the waving of the wand, the letters in the air were adjusted in order, and Tom said, as if introducing and chanting: "I am Voldemort."
"I don't know why I was defeated by a stupid kid in the past, but it doesn't matter."
Tom was still talking to Ani, which also made the latter a little strange. As the greatest white wizard in the world, is Dumbledore so unworthy?
Aini looked around. Where was the old principal at the scene? It seems that Dumbledore cast the Disillusionment Curse on himself just after he escaped from the teleportation.
Old fox.
A certain subordinate secretly spat at his big boss in his heart, and had some small expectations in his heart. He didn't know what Tom's expression would be when he saw Dumbledore.
"The important thing is that from today on, I am back and will once again reach the top that no one can reach."
Tom raised his arms with a look of ecstasy on his face. How many years has it been? I finally have an entity.
Maybe there are a lot of wizards in Britain who are interested in lying
The demon hates him deeply, but if the people who want him to die the most are definitely those who are injected into the Horcrux.
As long as the main body does not die, the separate body can only be limited by the rules. It is trapped in a small artifact day after day, year after year, and even breathing freely is a luxury.
No spiritual being is willing to accept this kind of life.
Voldemort is an extremely narcissist with pretentiousness and distorted cognition. Even if the two souls and the main body come from the same source, the connection after the split is not that close, that is, they will not share power and cannot exchange memories.
To put it bluntly, for the subject, the split soul only uses a past and part of the soul as an anchor to firmly nest its "existence" in this area.
After his physical body is destroyed, his true spirit will not be dragged to an inexplicable world, but can be fixed here in the hope of resurrection.
To this day, Aini can be said to be well-read, and he has the Eye of True Seeing to expand his knowledge, but even so, his understanding of the true spirit is pitiful.
Not only him, there is almost no research in this area in the magic world. There is no precise theory, nor any means of confining or destroying true spirits.
Therefore, as long as there are still Horcruxes, no one can kill Voldemort's main body - except his cloned soul.
Horcruxes are not an aboveboard spell, and the backlash body naturally falls within the scope of basic skills, so there is nothing surprising.
At this time, Voldemort's body is as weak as a mouse in a snake's mouth. After Tom regains his body, he will become the "master" and become the de facto Voldemort No. 1.
But if you want to truly become the main body, you must find the remaining soul of the other party and seal it into the notebook. Only in this way can the alternation between main and sub-center be completely completed.
This is obviously a luxury.
"again?"
Ani couldn't help laughing, "In my impression, Voldemort has never reached the top, no matter in any aspect. One more thing, Tom, how old are you this year?"
The lingering words were like gasoline poured into the fireplace, filling Tom's heart with anger.
The anger fueled by truth seemed to mess with his head, and when he heard Aini's last question, he subconsciously answered it.
"Sixteen years old..."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Tom realized something was wrong, but unfortunately Ani didn't give him time to recover.
"Sixteen years old. I remember your birthday is in December, so that means you are a senior? Mr. Riddle, pay attention to the way you talk to the professor."
Aini's tone was a bit casual in the first half of the sentence, but suddenly became tough in the second half.
Then he looked seriously at the black wool that kept emerging, but secretly he almost laughed out loud.
Spells, alchemy, black magic...
The gift of magic seeds from the previous generation is still very powerful, and it is very comfortable to increase your talent with your talk.
And since he could get the black wool, Mr. Riddle felt uncomfortable.
Anger, hatred, jealousy...
There is no need to go into detail about all the negative emotions. Just looking at Tom's face, probably no one would be surprised if he fell into madness in the next second.
But after his anger reached its limit, Tom's face was filled with joy.
During the conversation just now, a black shadow snaked its way, silently crawling along the stone pillar to Aini's head.
The snake's coil is like a bow, and the arrow shoots out like thunder!
