After his rebirth, Voldemort looked at his hands in surprise.

After a while, an expression of ecstasy appeared on his snake's face.

He never thought that he could survive again.

He has changed from a soul, a memory, to a complete person again.

Looking at the goblin master beside him, he looked at Duvey Jones again.

His expression could not contain his joy.

"You are seeking death, Duvey Jones, as kindness, I will tell you to die peacefully."

Voldemort said.

He looks tall and really is squandering his compassion.

Du Wei was extremely weak, and the pain of his soul tearing made him unable to concentrate at all.

That kind of sudden, instant pain.

This is probably the closest he has to die, even closer to death than he suffered from Avadasaudi.

But the more this happens, the more excited Du Wei becomes.

His eyes turned black.

Generally speaking, even Dumbledore, a wizard in this state, cannot cast a spell.

The spell has a lot to do with the wizard's mentality. In such a bad situation, even if he holds an elderberry wand, a student will use a disarming spell to disarm the old wand in his hand.

That's right, it was Dumbledore after the poisoning.

Duwei took Walker's wand out, put it in his hand, and raised it flat.

His hands were trembling.

His wand was trembling too.

"Want to be free? Tom?"

"Do you want to leave? Tom?"

"Do you want to kill everyone here, Tom?"

"Come here, I got this wand," Du Wei lowered his head and coughed, "You can fulfill all your long-cherished wishes.

Just take two steps forward.”

Tom Riddle didn't move.

He looked carefully at Duvey Jones in front of him.

As for the fairy masters around him, he didn't even look at these fairys at once. In his eyes, these fairys were all air.

Here, someone who can call him his opponent.

Only Duvey Jones in front of him.

"A trap, a slutty trap."

Tom whispered.

He had awakened his powerful magical abilities when he was very young, or when he was in an orphanage.

It was like when Harry Potter was young, he lost a whole piece of glass from the reptile hall and told the snake inside to run out.

Just like Neville Longbottom, he flew across a street when he fell from the attic.

Our little Tom, when he was in the orphanage, was able to create many accidents, using his evil magic.

This includes, but is not limited to, asking a snake to attack his "friends", burning the wardrobe, and inexplicably asking the stone to fly up, breaking the heads of the "friends".

However, even if he can cast spells without a stick, the power of cast spells without a stick has been greatly weakened.

So he pursues the old wand.

He didn't believe in the legend of the three brothers at all. He was not a saint. For him, the old wand was just a magic amplifier.

Its biggest function is to increase his mana and make him stronger.

He only believes in power.

Because since he was a child, what he lacked the most was strength.

Character flaws always need something to make up for.

It's always easy to lack something.

But it is difficult enough to make up for it.

His fingers were very slender and beautiful, just like a piano player, with clear joints and slightly protruding blue veins on it.

Voldemort pointed his slender finger at Duvey Jones.

"You can't scare me, Duvey Jones, I can tell that you are weak and you are pretending to be strong.

You're dying, Duvey Jones, I smell the scent of death on you."

Voldemort said this, but he didn't even get close to Du Wei even if he died.

"Dear, don't be so vigilant. Look, what can I do to you like this?

You said, I'm about to die."

Du Wei coughed, threw the wand aside, leaned against the wall and said weakly: "I just gave birth to you, Tom.

I have no strength to deal with me.

Have you heard of myths? No matter which country it is from, that damn myth?

Killing the father and seizing the mother are like a group of lions.

Those who have powerful power are no different from wild beasts.

My little Tom, they just released their animal nature.

They have lost their human nature, lost their divinity, and amplified their animal nature.

You can, come on, kill me, and you can become a complete person.

Complete a fabulous feat.”

After Du Wei finished speaking, he started to laugh.

This kind of smile made his soul even more painful.

Voldemort walked around Duvey Jones, his eyes kept patrolling Duvey Jones. He wanted to find the trap set by Duvey Jones, but he didn't believe anyone would choose to die.

He only believed that this was a trap that Duvey Jones had already set up and was waiting for him to step into it.

"Then..." Voldemort looked at Duvey Jones, and suddenly moved his hand. Without a magic wand, he could not cast enough magic, but he did not intend to cast any fine magic, such as deformation techniques.

It is actually very simple to kill someone.

It's OK without Avadassori.

Just blow his head.

That's what he does now!

At the moment Voldemort took action, countless malice appeared in his eyes, and the richness was about to turn into substantial malice, like a poisonous snake hunting, trying his best to use a blow!

After his hands were motivated, a strange force appeared in front of Du Wei, pressing Du Wei's head and hitting hard against the wall behind.

Voldemort was so hard that Du Wei knocked the wall behind him out of a spider-web-like shattering state.

There was a loud "bang".

Duvey Jones' head hit the wall!

At this moment, Voldemort was shocked to see that in front of him, a large number of green Avadasaudsen swept towards him,

Not only that, there are also a large number of drowsiness mixed in.

There is also a disarming curse.

These spells filled all his vision in an instant.

Du Wei developed the Avadasaumin who cannot kill people and developed the unique usage of the Avadasaumind curse.

As we all know, Avadasauri will not be stopped by ordinary spells. Even the highest level of armor protection is still unable to defend Avadasauri.

So Duvey Jones saw Avadasaumin as a broken version of the drowsy fall.

There is no need to kill people, just knock people out.

But no matter what kind of curse it is, as long as it is a curse, it may be harmful.

Even if you fall asleep or be more harmless disarming spell, if you eat several spells at once, something big will happen.

Professor McGonagall was rushed to St. Mungo for treatment after taking four "dripped" records.

In other people's words, Professor McGonagall is still hurt like this at such age.
To be continued...