The spring snow has melted away, and the spring-filled turret has become lively. More than a month has passed since the last attack. March has arrived, and the 20th day happens to be Buri's birthday.
"Oh, I have to prepare a lot of delicious food today!"
Nico happily followed Bree in the corridors of Hogwarts Castle, and was about to go to the kitchen downstairs to ask the house elves to prepare something for Bree's birthday.
"No need to make special preparations."
Brie rubbed Nico's little head. Since last time, Brie tore off a piece of notebook paper and made it into a pendant for Nico to wear.
"Nico still prefers the bracelet dad gave me."
Nico shook the small bracelet on his hand. This was the alchemy item used when Nico was conceived. It was very simple, without any exquisite carvings, but Nico never took it off for a moment.
"Oh, Dumbledore, I'm sorry..."
At this time, there was a sound in the hall. The man's voice was very familiar, high-pitched and proud, dragging out a long aria. It was simply an upgraded version of Draco.
Brie's eyes flickered with doubt, and he said to Nico: "You go do your own thing first, and I'll go take a look."
Bree walked into the hall and saw Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, and the former Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge. They were leading a large group of people, along with the professor and Dumbledore.
During the confrontation, the surrounding students were stopped by Aurors from the Ministry of Magic.
Lucius was facing Dumbledore, holding a piece of parchment.
"These are the signatures of the school directors. We all agree that you are not qualified for the position of principal at the moment, so I'm sorry."
Dumbledore's face was calm. He had expected this day for a long time, but he didn't expect it would come so late. It took more than a month for someone to come.
Dumbledore's silence made the professors around him a little worried. Professor McGonagall said bluntly: "You can't take Dumbledore away, let alone resign from his position..."
"No, no, no, I think you have misunderstood." Lucius was holding a snake-headed scepter. He crossed his chest and shook his head slightly: "We just want to suspend him for observation."
"Malfoy, that's not what we said before."
Just as Lucius was speaking, a fat short woman in pink clothes walked up. She exuded the smell of cloying perfume and said in a disgusting tone: "I think the Ministry of Magic is completely
Those who have the ability to manage Hogwarts should make it a department of the Ministry of Magic."
"Oh?" Professor McGonagall widened her eyes and looked at this woman in disbelief.
Snape, who was standing beside him, snorted coldly, frowned and said, "Do you want a lady like you, who has failed in potions, to teach?"
"This... you can't say that, Snape!"
She looked at Snape angrily, but Fudge immediately grabbed her and scolded: "It's too early to say that, Umbridge."
Fudge turned his head, smiled and said to Dumbledore: "Albus, because the director of Hogwarts is dissatisfied, we at the Ministry of Magic have no choice. Please leave with us until we...can get rid of that guy."
Ask something, I have already said that Hagrid is the murderer, even if he is still lying on the bed pretending to be the victim, I think the Ministry of Magic will not make a mistake."
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"You want to take Hagrid away?"
Fudge looked at Dumbledore's blue eyes and felt a little scared, but he understood that Dumbledore couldn't really do anything to him, so he became a little bolder and affirmed: "Yes, we must investigate him. How long will it take to investigate him?"
He did bad things ten years ago, and this time is the same as last time. Although no one died, he can't escape his involvement."
Dumbledore was silent. He also knew what happened decades ago, and Hagrid couldn't escape it.
Seeing that Dumbledore was silent, Fudge continued: "Of course, we will wait for him to wake up, but we hope Hogwarts will notify us immediately."
Fudge and Lucius looked at each other, and Lucius bent down to Dumbledore and said, "Please, Dumbledore."
Dumbledore nodded.
"I will leave, but only after I take away the candy in the office. I will leave here on my own and accept your suspension."
After Dumbledore finished speaking, he walked directly upstairs without giving any face to Lucius and Fudge. When passing by Bree, he nodded slightly and said: "Sorry, I may not be a good principal."
Watching the people from the Ministry of Magic leave, Bree walked over to Professor McGonagall.
"I can't imagine that if Bree and Dumbledore didn't want to leave, they wouldn't be controlled by the so-called school directors. Hogwarts has magic, and it will choose the person it recognizes."
Bree knew that the so-called school directors were just an organization set up by pure-blood families to increase their capital to support Hogwarts, so as to interfere in the education of Hogwarts to prevent it from becoming a place beyond their control, but
In fact, Hogwarts will never become anyone's property. Everything here is dominated by young wizards and it is a holy place for learning.
He nodded and said: "This may be Dumbledore's own choice. You have heard of luring the snake out of its hole. Maybe Dumbledore left just to hide in the dark and catch the murderer."
Bree's eyes flashed, because this was his own idea and what he was about to do. Since the murderer had attacked the people around him, he shouldn't keep it. Dumbledore asked him not to interfere, but he wanted to do it.
Indulge, make Hogwarts dangerous, just for Harry Potter. Look, Potter, who was in the hall just now, has already run to the eighth floor. Don't think he didn't see Dumbledore's little move.
This training was achieved at the expense of many little wizards' safety, and no effort was spared.
After listening to Bree's words, Professor McGonagall thought for a moment and said, "Maybe, Dumbledore is always hard to see through, but he always arranges everything and gets everything back on track."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! With that said, McGonagall also relaxed, but she still had to go to Dumbledore, hoping that Dumbledore could explain something more clearly. After all, the school cannot be without the principal, even if
She handles most of the things.
Professor McGonagall, who walked to Dumbledore's office, discovered that she was not the first to come to Dumbledore.
Seeing Harry walking out of the principal's office with a diary and a dagger, McGonagall frowned and looked carefully at the things in his hands, which Harry quickly put in his pocket.
McGonagall said: "Go and prepare for class. Dumbledore's departure does not mean that you don't have to study."
"Yes, Professor McGonagall."
Harry nodded worriedly. After Dumbledore called him just now, he handed him the diary and the dagger, telling him to trust his feelings and that he would keep an eye on everything.
Harry understood that this might be another test for him, just like last year, but this time it was not arranged by Dumbledore, because Dumbledore said that he did not know who attacked the little wizards.
, can only be solved by waiting for the murderer to come out.
Perhaps Hermione was petrified and could only believe in Dumbledore's methods, which made Harry, who was left alone and helpless, sigh silently.
"There is no way out, Potter."
Harry, who had just walked to the Gryffindor common room, suddenly heard a voice. The words "No way out" made Harry freeze on the spot, his heart filled with sorrow. He looked up and saw Bree looking at him with a corner of her arms exposed.
's diary.
"Are you here specifically for me, Oude?"
Harry looked at Bree expectantly. At this moment, he was very helpless and confused, looking forward to someone who could save him.
"follow me."
Bree took Harry's hand, took him to a corner, pointed to the diary in his arms and said: "I have seen it, maybe you have also seen it, in Diagon Alley before school starts, Lucius Marr
It was thrown into Ginny's cauldron among the old books."
Pulling the diary out of Harry's arms, Bree flipped through it slowly.
"Tom Riddle?"
The rest of the diary is empty, and the only information is the name on the title page.
Who is he?
If he had been to the school's trophy room, Bree would definitely know who Tom was, but unfortunately he had not been there because that was the place where the little wizard was punished for his work.
"Do you want to study it, Ode?"
Harry handed the dagger that Dumbledore gave him to Bree as if it were a treasure. He blushed and said, "We can investigate together, I believe you."
Saying this, Harry suddenly remembered what Draco had said on Christmas before, and he immediately relayed it to Bree, leaving her stunned for a moment.
"Draco, he said that?"
What is this? This child's temper needs to be cured.
Bree said helplessly: "I think he has already discovered that it is you, so he is joking with you. Goyle and Brak have been following him for too long, and their habits are not something you can learn in a short time."
Harry lowered his head with a sullen face, feeling humiliated, and said angrily: Damn Malfoy, I have been embarrassed in front of Oded again.
Don't tell me, Harry is a girl and it's quite interesting to blush. Bree took out the magic camera.
"Kacha."
"Oh, what are you doing?"
Harry covered his face and said angrily: "Don't be so mean, I'm already miserable enough."
Bree put away the magic camera and pulled out the dagger. The cold light on it made Harry, who was angry, feel a chill on his back. He swallowed his saliva and listened to the wind whistling by the blade in his ears.
"This is made of the reverse scales of a dragon. It is a very ancient dragon."
Bree's eyes brightened slightly, and then she threw the dagger to Harry, and of course, the diary.
"I've heard that there is a ritual in the ancient East that can evoke something with blood."
Harry was a little scared when he heard it.
"Is water okay?"
With such a sharp blade, he might accidentally cut off his fingers. Harry flinched a little.
Bree, who had just made a joke, looked at Harry with a headache.
"Have you not read the book? Always be wary when dealing with magic. Many magics in Europe also use blood as an inducement, especially curses and contracts, or summoning demons."
Bree pointed at the diary and said: "There is a very evil atmosphere in here. Maybe we can go inside and have a look."
There was a layer of purple soft light on the dark hole of Bree. In his field of vision, the diary was stored in the entrance of a person's soul. He had already discovered that this was a Horcrux. He knew that it belonged to Voldemort without even thinking about it.
thing.
And Tom Riddle, this should be Voldemort's original name.
"Go and have a look inside?"
"in?"
Harry's eyes widened, but he was quickly pulled away by Bree. Since Dumbledore was no longer at Hogwarts, Bree was here to help the savior step into the plan he had conceived, and at the same time let Harry
Let's see what's going on here.
Pulling Harry to a hidden place, Bree took out a pen and wrote on it——
Tom Riddle, please tell me what's going on.
As new writing appeared on it, Bree didn't even look at it. She just took advantage of this moment of magic to immediately cover the diary with magic. She held the soul stone she had obtained from Box in her pocket and took Harry with her.
Together we broke into the deeds recorded by the soul in the diary.
"Azar?"
The surroundings were dim, as if they were in a special place, and then, a dilapidated orphanage appeared in front of Bree's eyes.
Wu's Orphanage.
"Boom!"
It was obviously an icy winter, but the sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds, and the surrounding air became drier and drier. The scene in front of Bree's eyes became dim again. In the blink of an eye, a thunderous flash struck hard behind the orphanage.
Tom, who looked like Azar, stood next to Bree, his eyes full of hatred and malice, but he soon became sincere in front of Bree.
"My little Brie, you are welcome to witness my ugly side, but I think you should know all this. This is my greatest loyalty to you."
Tom's appearance gradually changed at this time, becoming a gloomy but confident, arrogant young man like a young man. At this time, he was a little embarrassed, but he quickly said to Bree excitedly: "Let's go in quickly, that
The woman is dying."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Brie raised her eyes and looked at Tom's back, pursed her lips, and followed him hesitantly.
"Tom Riddle right?"
Bree said softly, no wonder, how could Azar suddenly become so smart, which Bree recognized as smart, but this also made it difficult for Bree, because Tom was the one who drove the basilisk, and he hurt He
Min, he also deceived himself. The so-called dual personality was a means to fool him.
"I don't think that will make me forgive you, Tom."
Tom frowned dissatisfied at Bree's distant attitude.
"I understand that if someone treated me like this, I would be angry and even kill him, but we are different, Xiaobri, please read on."
"Actually, I'm not ready to confess to you yet, but you found the diary, and I have to do this to avoid a bigger misunderstanding between us, which is worse than anything else."
Tom was full of sincerity, which made Bree a little uncomfortable.
"The look in your eyes right now is exactly the same as Betty's."
Who is Betty?
"The director of the orphanage, she raised me."
Bree didn't need to think about it to understand Tom's doubts, but what was even stranger was that when Tom heard this sentence, he looked at Bree with even more pity, and said with empathy: "This is my responsibility, please forgive me, kid."
"?"
Bree didn't know why, but at this time they had already reached the door of the orphanage, and a fat and thin woman with a big belly was lying here. She was not beautiful, and even said that she was very ugly because of the pain and ferocious expression on her face.
"Help, help me!"
A magic wand rolled out of her arms, but she didn't dare to touch it at all. She even stared at the wand in disgust, silently enduring the unbearable pain. Under her body, a pool of blood continued to bloom.
, spreading on the steps of the orphanage.
"Boom!"
The thunder became more violent, and a drop of rain fell. I don't know who was faster, and the door suddenly opened at this time.
"what happened?"
A beautiful woman wearing a neat nun's uniform came out. When she saw the woman on the stairs, she exclaimed: "Someone is here, oh, there is a pregnant woman here!"
Soon, several older children ran out of the orphanage.
"Sister Cole, what should we do?"
Cole looked hesitant, because the orphanage's economy was getting worse and worse, and the chaotic society and war had brought many impacts. Even this orphanage in London did not have much help.
Some reputable good people have run away a long time ago. If she hadn't had some savings before, maybe her orphanage should be closed.
"Help him in with me. Meili, go and boil some hot water and get the sterilized scissors ready."
"Yes, Sister Cole."
Soon, everyone helped the almost fainting woman in.
The heavy rain was pouring, and the blood in that area was broken by the raindrops, like flowers blooming and withering, and mixed with the water into the underground sewers. Only in the orphanage could there be a chance to breathe, but in the ten-year-old girl named Meili
After the 19-year-old girl prepared hot water and scissors, the blood spatters were wiped clean one by one.
Bree and Tom came outside the temporary delivery room, listening to the thunder and the woman's painful and weak shouts, and Sister Cole's anxious and busy voice came out.
"If you can't give birth to him, you should die quickly. There's no point in being unwilling. Where is his father? How could there be such a stupid woman like you?"
It's mean and desolate, but this is reality, and under this naked ridicule, the sound of a baby crying finally came from the house.
Tom signaled to Bree, and the two of them walked into the bloody and dirty room. It could be seen that this was a utility room that had been tidied up.
"Tom Marvolo Riddle, his name."
The woman on the bed was weak, but she still struggled to point to the wand picked up by Cole and said affectionately: "Destroy it."
Looking at the weak woman, Cole couldn't bear to say: "Maybe you don't want to tell his father's name, and you don't want to leave anything, but please tell me your name, she should need it."
"Merope."
This woman named Merope didn't even look at the newly born Tom. She stared blankly, not knowing what she was thinking, and let Cole say nothing and not answer. Soon, she died in tears.
.
"She is my mother. I used magic to get it from Mrs. Cole's memory."
Tom's expression was cold, arrogant and indifferent, as if he was talking about an insignificant person, but only when he looked at Bree did he gain some warmth.
The surrounding scene was changing rapidly. If I had not seen Cole before, I would not have been able to imagine that in just ten years, this nun had become extremely depressed. She lived on alcohol day and night, and her eyes were full of third-rate shrewdness. As long as she found out
When there were children in the orphanage who were disobedient, she would go up to educate them, and even threaten them to be thrown out.
At this time, the orphanage was even more dilapidated. If there were no people, it would probably turn into a haunted house within a week.
"You devil!"
"My rabbit!"
Outside the orphanage, a crying little boy was standing next to Cole, who was already called Madam. He pointed at Tom who had just turned eleven years old and said fearfully: "Madam, he killed my rabbit."
died!"
On the side, on a dead tree with green buds sprouting, a rabbit was hung alive on the branch, and Tom looked cold and said unruly: "I can't hang the rabbit to such a high place.
, let alone Billy guarding it all the time, it’s even more impossible.”
"Maybe it was Dot who did it. He has always been greedy for little rabbits."
The war in the past few years has become more and more tense. Perhaps because she was not idle and did not think that a child could do such a cruel thing, Mrs. Cole let Tom go in confusion and comforted Billy instead.
But soon, within a few days, Mrs. Cole called in a psychiatrist from outside.
but.
"Sorry madam, if this child really has a problem, then he can't talk to me like this, politely. I thought he was talking to a noble boy. He is fine. Maybe he is too precocious, so he talks to the children
You can’t even play with one piece.”
This psychiatrist had no skills at all. After hurriedly taking the money from Mrs. Cole, he quickly left the place. He was more concerned about the woman in the bar than the health of a child.
Mrs. Cole frowned and sighed heavily. On the other side, Bree and Tom were in Tom's room at this time, watching him indifferently flipping through books about psychology. Beside Tom, there was
A little snake was hissing, and in the early spring it woke up and even said it helped Tom with some small favors.
"Sorry, I can only let you eat rabbits that have been dead for a long time and were buried in the soil."
Tom smiled conceitedly and put aside the psychology-related books.
Tom, who was beside Bree, also smiled at Bree, teaching him like a teacher: "Don't let down your guard at any time, even if she is an ordinary and stupid woman, as long as she still controls a part of you, then
You have to keep an eye on her."
"Precaution."
Tom's expression coincided more and more with that of Tom sitting on the old wooden bed, which gave Bree a headache. Soon, the scene changed, summer arrived, and Tom's expression also became disgusted and excited.
As he stood at the door of the orphanage, he saw a wave of magic appear, and a middle-aged wizard with long auburn hair walked into the orphanage.
"I must admit that I was a bit confused to receive your letter, Mr. Dumbledore."
The Colefar frowned and led Dumbledore up. At this time, Tom was moving a chair slightly in the room, while outside, Dumbledore and Mrs. Cole were understanding the child's situation.
Mrs. Cole told everything, even about the rabbit incident that had always puzzled her.
Dumbledore naturally understood that the little wizard could do some incredible things under the riot of magic, but it may not be an accident to let the rabbit die. The smart Dumbledore immediately understood that he would have a difficult student to deal with.
"It seems that Mr. Riddle needs some preschool education, but it doesn't matter, I will take care of it."
Dumbledore took out a piece of white paper with a confusion spell cast on it and handed it to Mrs. Cole.
After reading it, she said: "This is in line with the formalities. Then you can take Tom to buy supplies and let him come back for vacation every year until he graduates."
After putting the white paper away, the Korfa man saw Dumbledore taking him to Tom's room.
"Please come in."
Dumbledore looked sharply at Tom, who was now disguised. At this moment, Tom's appearance reminded Bree of himself. This well-behaved appearance was almost the same as when he first came to Hogwarts to face the professors.
Exactly the same.
Bree looked a little unkind, he must have been extremely stupid at that time.
"What's wrong, Brie, if you don't want to watch anymore, we can leave. I just want you to understand that you and I are actually the same. We both started growing up from helpless and weak people, and we will eventually become great."
Tom waved his hand, and the surrounding scenes disappeared, and they returned to the originally dark space.
Tom said: "Let's go see Potter. He should have suspected Hagrid about the petrification."
The space changed again, and now they arrived at Hogwarts.
"This is Hogwarts decades ago, when I was a fifth-year Slytherin student."
Speaking of this, Tom's expression became more and more proud.
"Look, you and I are the same. Although we were both born in an orphanage, we both belong to Slytherin, this noble place. Our bloodline will not become dispirited because of that unbearable short period of life. Here we will gain
Glory to us."
At this time, Tom was extremely conceited and arrogant. He was confident in all his ideas and even thought that Bree was the same as him, but I'm sorry...
Bree felt more and more in her heart that it was natural for Tom to become Voldemort, and even the noseless state became more reasonable, because Tom was obviously a bad boy who had no one to discipline him and was raised by a miserable life.
After a long period of repressed life, he became even more crazy.
Bree thought that if he didn't have the memory from An Qing and knew in advance that the world was huge and had countless good things and bad intentions, then he might also become vicious, like Voldemort, not even able to hold on to that weak goodwill.
.
Seeing Bree's silence, Tom was a little angry, but it was impossible for him to read Bree's anger. With a wave of his hand, Harry's figure appeared. This was a corridor. At this time, the 16-year-old Tom was standing next to Dumbledore.
In front of him, he argued to Dumbledore: "I just came out of Principal Dippet's office."
"Okay, go to bed quickly." Dumbledore said, staring at Tom and said: "It's best not to wander in the corridors these days, since it's already..."
Dumbledore sighed heavily, said good night to Tom, and strode away.
Tom watched him step out of sight and quickly walked down the stone steps leading to the underground classroom, with Harry chasing after him.
Bree and Tom followed, and Bree said bluntly: "Were you responsible for the deaths decades ago, Tom?"
Bree had rarely seen Tom in his identity as Azar for more than a month, and he was also studying the method of making souls in the turret. Using the soul stone, he had successfully separated the soul from the house elf Dobby.
When he came out, he also changed Dobby's identified master and asked him to serve him.
However, Bree was shocked by the identity of the special soul in Dobby's body, and temporarily sealed it.
In addition, Bree is also exploring the cause of petrification and accidentally discovers that a death occurred decades ago in the girls' bathroom on the second floor. The person who died was the famous man.
For Myrtle's Ghost.
Tom didn't hide anything in front of Bree and said bluntly: "I did it. I even blamed Hagrid for it, but Dumbledore protected him and he was not imprisoned in Azkaban."
"Humph." Tom snorted coldly.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It was an accident. Myrtle and I had no grudges. I just discovered the existence of the secret room and could not control the basilisk for a while. Of course, if it was exposed by the outside world,
Knowing that it was me who did it, Dumbledore would definitely take the opportunity to send me, a thorn in his side, to Azkaban. He has always been afraid of me."
"Brie, you have to be careful too, you are in the same situation as me now, you are both jealous and wary of him.
Their eyes were sincere and full of worry.
"You are always so easy to trust others. As long as you get your approval, you will consider others. I can see it. This makes me very disappointed. You must abandon this stupid approach. Those people are all tools you can use.
We don’t need friends, understand, kid?”
Tom was nagging like an old father, asking Bree to use the professors as objects and not to have heart-to-heart conversations with them. At this time, Harry followed the 16-year-old Tom to an abandoned room.
And it was discovered that the tall and strong Hagrid, who was only in the third grade at this time, was raising a very dangerous magical animal in Hogwarts-the eight-eyed spider!
Harry was shocked. Hagrid, whom he always thought was honest and friendly, turned out to be a murderer. He killed Myrtle!
And here, Tom didn't want to pretend anymore.
Brie took a few steps back and asked doubtfully: "Why do you always look at me like this?"
Extremely weird.
When Tom heard Bree's words, he smiled kindly. He spread his arms and his appearance gradually changed, becoming the era in which his soul lived.
At the age of sixteen, he has a tall and straight figure, and his face is unforgettable. With this good appearance, he has gained an unknown number of followers, but this is the first time he has spoken so kindly.
"You are my child, little Bree, and your name should be Bree Tom Riddle, not some ridiculous Odd!"
"Put yourself into my arms, child, I am your father!"
At this time, Tom was extremely gentle, looking at the astonished Bree with a kind expression, as if he was very anxious. When he saw Bree staying in the same place, unmoved, he shouted dissatisfiedly: "Come here, I'll
Our children are the closest people to us.”
"Well?"
Bree, who was suddenly hugged tightly by the tall Tom, was at a loss. His face suddenly turned cold. He couldn't bear to have a relationship with this guy. After the soft purple light flashed in his eyes, he could clearly feel that he and Tom
There is no connection between their souls. This is not a state of blood relationship.
"Call daddy, Bree."
There was an expectant call from above, which completely aroused Brie's anger. He attached magic power to his legs and kicked hard.
"oh!"
Tom covered himself, arched his waist and said tremblingly: "What are you doing?"
Brie didn't answer, but kicked him hard. Under the influence of natural magic, it was very easy to hurt the soul consciousness.
Looking at Tom lying on the ground, Bree was so angry.
"I only treat you as a friend, Tom. I thought you were very smart, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid. It's just a red eye and you guessed it like this. Maybe I should wake you up and let your brain be clearer."
Bree kicked out and beat Tom hard again, but Tom didn't resist and instead laughed wildly.
"Fight, I know you don't want to accept me, but I won't give up. Our relationship cannot be changed."
At this time, Harry had finished reading the memories that Tom had weaved for him. Bree looked at Tom who had a look of pity on his face and hoped to forgive him, and exhaled helplessly.
"You can dream on your own, I have nothing to do with you."
After Bree finished speaking, a magic spell completely broke the space here, bringing his and Harry's consciousness back to reality.
At this time, Harry still had a look of disbelief on his face, muttering that it was impossible.
Of course Bree knew why, but he wouldn't say it now. Maybe this was what Dumbledore had expected, and it was something Harry had to experience.
Looking at the diary, Bree was as disgusted as if he had eaten a slug. However, he understood that this was one of Voldemort's Horcruxes and he had to hold it in his hand, especially with Tom's crazy thoughts.
It would be extremely embarrassing if other people found out.
But when Bree reached for the diary in Harry's hand, Harry suddenly withdrew his hand.
"Hug, I'm sorry Oude, I don't think I can give him to you now."
It was too dangerous, Harry suddenly thought of Dumbledore's words.
"Dumbledore told me to stick to myself and face everything. I think this is what I should bear. I can't drag you into the water."
Harry, who originally wanted to seek help, had some changes at this time. When he saw that Tom Riddle would find the murderer for the sake of the stability of Hogwarts, he was greatly encouraged. If Riddle could, then he
Why can't Harry? He must find out about this matter, but Hagrid...
Harry bypassed Bree and ran out in a hurry. Now he still had to ponder his thoughts. He still couldn't believe that Hagrid would do such a thing, not to mention that Hagrid was injured and unconscious in the school hospital.
Bree, who had been put into a fight by Harry and Tom, returned to the turret with a dark face. Being disturbed by Tom in this way, he was temporarily confused.
"I never knew you had such thoughts, Tom."
Bree had a terrible headache. He had never thought that Azar was Tom and that Tom was Voldemort. Now Dumbledore was obviously waiting for him to show up and then let Harry kill him.
"The diary was given to Harry by Dumbledore. No wonder Tom has been wandering around the principal's office these days. If the diary is destroyed, then Tom will be finished."
Bree, who was sitting in the turret, tapped the table with his wand. He originally planned to make Voldemort in the dark lamp into a house elf, but now he ran away and disappeared, and there was still a crown that he could use, but
He has not yet separated the soul within to keep the crown safe.
"Using previous research and the soul stone can ensure the integrity of the crown. As long as this soul is used to replace Tom's death, it should be able to hide it from Dumbledore."
Now that Dumbledore has discovered Tom, since he dared to take out the diary and give it to Harry again, he must have left behind a back-up, such as the dagger, which is a magic item that can destroy Horcruxes and was in the Sorting Hat.
Gryffindor's sword can do it too, and Dumbledore is well prepared.
"Maybe the dagger was originally used to kill the basilisk. It's impossible for Dumbledore to guess that the basilisk was causing trouble through snake language."
In order to save Tom's soul, Bree carefully planned how to exploit Dumbledore's arrangements.
The only way is to get the diary back at the right time, and then exchange the soul in the crown with Tom's soul in the diary.
"I hope you won't be angry when you become a house elf, and you still want to be my father?"
Bree laughed dissatisfied, and was about to use her previous idea of making Voldemort in the dark lamp into a house elf on Tom.
Bree put the crown and the materials in the drawer into a bag cast with the Traceless Stretching Charm, and then put them in the pocket of the wizard's robe.
After making preparations, Bree leaned back on the chair and took out the copy of "The Secret of Slytherin".
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On the other side, Tom, who had just been beaten by Bree, was hiding in the secret room aggrievedly. Although the person who was beaten in the diary was only his consciousness, that was Bree.
"Hey, Xiao Brie, why don't you believe me?"
Tom, who was hiding in the secret room with Azar's body, had cold and dangerous eyes. He slowly smelled the smell of Bree's blood in the air and smiled slightly: "Are you worried about my identity as Voldemort? This is indeed a
question."
Just as he was talking, the other side was blocked by Tom with the soul power of several people he had petrified before. He was unable to even speak. Voldemort, who was possessed by Sniff, vibrated the surrounding magic, hoping to attract Tom's attention.
Tom glanced at it and sneered: "Failed soul, why are you the main soul? As long as I erase all your memories and devour you, then I will be the main soul and will no longer be affected by you."
"But how come you only have half of it left? It's simply humiliating and useless."
Tom kicked Niffler arrogantly and complained: "Although you allowed Bree to be born, everything you did after that made Bree afraid of recognizing me. Is it true that Tom Riddle is as Dumbledore said?
The same thing, without any love?"
"Even if I were the product of a love drug, I wouldn't identify with it."
Voldemort, who was possessing Sniff on the ground, stared hard with his small black eyes, his eyes full of madness and looking like an idiot. However, he who was fighting for sovereignty with Sniff was also affected. At this time, all he could think about was Nico.
He has a cute appearance, but also hates Bree and has the intention to kill him.
Under the influence of the contract with Bree, his murderous intention turned into harm to himself, causing his soul to suffer constant pain like hanging, making him weaker. Maybe he didn't have to wait for Tom to erase his consciousness and memory.
There will be a pile of dark souls left for Tom to devour.
But he was unwilling to do so. He looked at the crucible placed in the distance. This trap was obviously prepared for Bree, but before he could lure Bree, he let his Horcrux lose its soul and fell into the fantasy of family love.
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Voldemort, who continued to stare at Tom, saw Tom take out a tattered hat from his arms and fainted from anger.
"boom!"
"Huh." Tom snorted coldly when he saw the fallen Xiu Xiu.
A month of worry has passed, Dumbledore was taken away, and the diary was obtained by Harry. Now he only needs to control the basilisk to cause chaos and lead Harry to the secret room to regain the diary, and he can handle more
Important thing - think carefully about how to get Bree to pick up
Accept yourself.
Before this, he didn't know how to face Bree's alienation.