Voldemort leisurely admired Anton's expression and licked the corners of his mouth, as if he was examining a delicious food.
Anton's brows furrowed.
There was only one thought in his mind - Why is it now this time?
Why did Mao suddenly want to speak openly at this time? Obviously, a turning point that Anton didn't know was reached at this time!
The wand in the secret clasp of his arm slid, and the end of the wand gently slid into his palm.
At the same time, the fingers of his left hand moved slightly to open a hidden button, and a highly elastic rubber band tightened his fingers.
As long as he gently straightens his fingers, the device on his arm will flick the spare wand into his hand. This is to prevent being 'Expelliarmus'.
"Hahahaha..." Voldemort opened his hands and smiled happily.
"I've noticed you since you were a regular student, Anthony Weasley."
He looked down at Anton on the chair. The child looked so weak and helpless at the moment, "I have to thank Snape for taking special care of you, and then you came into my sight."
Snapped!
He put his hands on the table, lowered his head and got close to Anton, staring closely at Anton's face, "It was like looking in a mirror, looking at someone who is so similar to me."
Anton looked at him coldly, "Really?"
"Hahaha." Voldemort smiled even more heartily, "Look at this calm and composed look. He is obviously scared to death, but he doesn't show any expression. It doesn't look too familiar. Oh, I did the same to Dumbledore back then.
Yes, haha."
"Expelliarmus!"
call out.
The wand in Anton's hand flew and fell gently into his palm.
"I saw it right." Voldemort held the wand with two fingers, stroked it with his other hand, and smiled slightly, "Yew!"
"Due to its poisonous sap, the yew tree is often associated with magic and death. After the outer layers of the yew tree die, new trees continue to grow from the center, so it is regarded as the "tree of immortality"
", it also symbolizes the reincarnation of the soul."
He raised his eyebrows and said, "So does my wand."
Anton sighed, it's great, Lao Fu has found another common ground.
Voldemort stretched out his slender fingers and flicked the wand, "The core of the wand is the Thestral tail hair? This is really interesting. This kind of wand core is considered unstable enough and difficult to use in wand making."
"Of course, this is also why I like you."
Voldemort casually threw his wand on the table and looked at Anton with a smile, "Unstable, on the verge of death, but strangely full of vitality."
He strolled casually in the office, waving his wand, and a ray of magical light covered the entire office, "I'm talking about your soul, Anton."
"Your soul is so unique, twin soul?"
"Obviously, you have been tortured by many evil curses and even the Unforgivable Curse. Your soul looks shattered, like a ball of paste."
"You should be grateful that there is another unconscious soul who sustained you through the early dangerous moments when the soul was wiped out."
"That's what I was thinking!" Voldemort turned to look at Anton.
"This is simply a gift from God. It is so wonderful and magical to have such a mushy soul appear in front of my eyes." Voldemort said with an aria, "I only need to give you your memory and your will."
, your emotions and so on have been cleaned up, and this soul is the best tool to repair my soul."
"Not only that……"
Voldemort was obviously very happy, "Because of the characteristics of your twin soul, I can be reborn in you! Anton, you are so unique! It's perfect!"
Anton pursed his lips but still did not speak.
Although he wanted to complain that the villain died because of too much talking, he really had no curse to resist, and the proud Dumbledore obviously did not expect that Voldemort would take action at this time.
Now only praying for Dumbledore's re-repair of the dragon mark charm will have an effect.
His brain was working rapidly, and Anton was constantly thinking of ways to break the situation.
He guessed Voldemort's desire for eternal life, but he didn't guess that the best solution was not the Sorcerer's Stone but himself!
That's very questionable.
sigh.
Voldemort was still talking over there, "It's a pity that the power I can exert in this terrible body that I am parasitic on can no longer eliminate the twin soul in your soul."
"A small obstacle!" He smiled proudly, "Then who else has the ability to help me do this?"
Voldemort raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Dumbledore."
"Dumbledore is indeed the most powerful wizard." Voldemort mentioned this without any admiration on his face, "But when it comes to understanding the soul, there is no one stronger than me in this world."
"I frequently call you to the office to teach you. It's impossible for the sensitive Dumbledore to still put you aside and ignore you."
"This is not easy. I spent a lot of money to control this body to teach you, and I also secretly cast a spell on you."
"Casting a spell?" Anton was stunned, "I didn't notice it!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Voldemort laughed so hard, "Aware? How ridiculous, you still notice! It would be strange if I cast a spell to make you aware. Forget about you, as long as Dumbledore is not present, it is still impossible for Dumbledore to know."
He paced around the office with a proud look, "How could he have guessed that what I used on you was not black magic? Heh, he thought I only knew black magic?"
"You were in the Forbidden Forest, and suddenly you were upgraded from that ridiculous 'moving figure' to summoning a werewolf knight. Don't you think it's strange?"
"Of course, you are also very smart and excellent. But the most important thing is that I helped you increase the strength of your soul."
"Time after time, little by little, very carefully."
"But there was a little accident. I originally just wanted to destroy the balance between you and the unconscious soul, so that you would faint and become a living dead at a certain critical point, and then Dumbledore would take action. I didn't expect this
It’s just one day ahead of schedule.”
"very nice!"
Voldemort gracefully raised his wand and pointed it at Anton, "That's what he did, put your most delicious state in front of me."
"You should feel honored that you are about to become a part of me, a part of something great."
Anton's face was still evaluating, and he looked at Voldemort coldly, "Then what? If you swallow my soul and reborn in my body, Dumbledore will know it immediately. He knows that I am in contact with you and has been paying attention to you.
I."
"You are reborn. You can neither defeat him nor escape from Hogwarts. This plan is simply stupid."
"Stupid?" Voldemort was obviously irritated. He stared at Anton coldly, "Let me tell you what stupidity is. Werewolves are magical animals with a 5X dangerous level. The same level is the basilisk and the Acromantula.
It’s a manticore, a manticore, and a fire dragon!”
Anton frowned, "Werewolves are essentially wizards and should not be classified as magical animals!"
"Ha~" Voldemort sneered, "I don't want to argue with you about this. After I am reborn in you, you will be able to see clearly what a werewolf is! It is a magical animal with a 5X dangerous level and a wizard at the same time. How is that?
You are so powerful, but you only regard it as a trick of transformation, and you still have to learn some ridiculous ropes."
"Oh, you may not be able to see it then, which is a pity, but Dumbledore will see it. This is really a big surprise for him."
He raised his wand again and pointed at Anton, "Then, finally, let us thank you for the teacher-student friendship during this period. Goodbye, my only student."