Lucius was confused by Zhang Ziyu's words, but the four of them quickly arrived in the compartment.
The compartment was very empty, except for a magic box, there was nothing else.
Whether it was during the period when Voldemort was rampant or after Voldemort's fall, the diary that Voldemort privately gave him was a hot potato.
Lucius didn't dare to abandon the diary casually, so he found a magic box to lock it up, at least for the time being.
Zhang Ziyu stepped forward to open the magic box. Lucius immediately said: "Sir, the box has magic restrictions. Let me help you..."
"The curse ends!"
Zhang Ziyu lightly snapped his fingers, and the magic box only flashed with blue light, then dimmed instantly.
He turned his head and asked "kindly": "What did you say?"
Lucius' face stiffened and he said, "It's nothing, sir. You can do whatever you want."
Zhang Ziyu smiled and stopped teasing Lucius, an old boy. Termination of the Ten Thousand Curses was just one of his ways to break the magic restrictions above.
If magic means doesn't work, then he still has some ways to break the law in Taoism, and there will eventually be a way to solve the restriction.
At Lucius's level, he really can't stop too many people.
Zhang Ziyu opened the box and an old diary was quietly placed inside.
He reached out and took out the diary and took a look at it. There was no words recorded in the diary, only faint magical reactions, which were almost undetectable.
"Sir...sir, do you know what this is?"
Lucius couldn't help but ask. He had kept this thing for almost ten years, but he couldn't find any clues about it. No matter how many times he tried, there was no response. There was always a knot in his heart.
"You're actually quite familiar with this thing... Forget it, let's let you guys meet directly."
If Lucius and the others only felt the weak magic power, Zhang Ziyu undoubtedly felt more keenly than them about the strange aura hidden deep in the diary.
"Tom, why don't you come out and meet everyone?"
While Zhang Ziyu was talking, a bright white thunder ball was spinning slowly in his hand. The more it spins, the more energy it gathers.
Lucius, Narcissa and Lupine couldn't help but sweat as they looked at the thunder ball. The energy of the thunder ball was a bit terrifying, and they all felt the pressure from the thunder ball.
The young Voldemort, that is, Tom Riddle, was extremely cautious and still had fragments of his rational soul, so Lucius did not notice anything unusual for more than ten years.
He had no choice, he knew that Lucius was a shrewd man, and he was just a fragment of Voldemort's soul when he was in fifth grade. He was not strong enough to overwhelm Lucius, and it was even more impossible to fool him.
So I kept waiting for the opportunity.
Zhang Ziyu knew this, so he held the thunder ball in his palm and sent out cordial and friendly inquiries and invitations.
Soon, the diary slowly opened, and the shadow of a young man wearing the uniform of Hogwarts School of Snakes slowly emerged.
With thick and smooth hair and handsome facial features, he is a Voldemort who has not yet gone bald and has a flat nose.
"Hello, I'm Tom Riddle."
The young version of Voldemort greeted the four people with a kind face, as if he had been awakened.
However, Lucius' eyes flashed with fear, and he couldn't help but tighten his hand on the wand. He had already guessed who this person was.
Tom Riddle, isn't this the name Voldemort used to be?
This...how is this possible? Voldemort is already dead, and why is there still a young Voldemort?
He couldn't help but look at Zhang Ziyu, and pulled Narcissa quietly a few steps towards Zhang Ziyu.
In front of Voldemort, he chose to side with Zhang Ziyu.
"Can you tell me when this is? I seem to have been asleep for a long time."
Voldemort spoke again, wanting to play the role of a portable grandpa, but when he noticed the looks Lucius, Narcissa, and Lupine were looking at him, he felt insulted.
The three of them looked at him in surprise and looked like an idiot, making the young Voldemort feel ashamed and annoyed.
Under normal thinking and logic, the dark magic diary + Voldemort's gift + Zhang Ziyu's hint (threat of thunderball is explicit), under the three conditions, no kind person can be found.
However, this young guy wants to pretend to be a newly awakened soul, so kind that he can no longer be kind. Do you really think they are fools?
They know little about the inside story, but they are not fools.
"Tom, stop pretending. Isn't it just one of the Horcruxes? Pretending to be an old man is not enough."
Zhang Ziyu smiled and exposed it, and the face of Voldemort's spirit body changed drastically. He immediately stared at Zhang Ziyu: "How did you find out?"
Zhang Ziyu rolled his eyes, but he still hadn't figured it out yet. This young Voldemort really couldn't do it.
"Come, look here."
Zhang Ziyu waved gently, and Voldemort's soul subconsciously distanced himself. The person in front of him felt very dangerous.
"Is the induction between your Horcruxes strong?"
Zhang Ziyu asked a question. Voldemort was about to sneer when suddenly he saw a flash of light in Zhang Ziyu's eyes, and his expression immediately changed. He recognized that it was Legilimency.
But it was useless. It was just a state of remnant soul. Under the excitement, he had no ability to resist Zhang Ziyu's Legilimency.
Zhang Ziyu instantly read the information he wanted from the remnant soul of Voldemort, showing a look of pity.
There is not a strong connection between the soul weapons, but the connection with the main soul is not small. It is just a passive state and not a complete memory exchange. Therefore, I want to get some blackmail from the young Voldemort's remnant soul.
The knowledge of magic is probably quite overwhelming.
"Avada..."
"Ah, your uncle"
Zhang Ziyu casually drew a Ghost-Controlling Curse, and the golden runes were used as lines to suppress Voldemort's remnant soul. In an instant, Voldemort's remnant soul was completely unable to move.
He took two steps, came to the remnant soul, reached out and grabbed the head of Voldemort's remnant soul, and silently said: Contain it.
This is Zhang Ziyu's attempt. To be honest, Zhang Ziyu doesn't know what the remnant soul of Voldemort in this state belongs to. It's really hard to say whether it belongs to a monster or not.
But the next moment, Zhang Ziyu had an answer. Voldemort's remnant soul disappeared and the containment was successful.
When Voldemort's remnant soul disappeared, Lucius and the others heaved a sigh of relief.
"Sir, that Voldemort...he..."
Voldemort refined the Horcrux and divided himself into several parts, so he could not die.
Zhang Ziyu gave a simple explanation, thought for a while and then added: "However, I guess he is dead this time. Dumbledore is already checking his water meter. It just so happens that I will also cause trouble for him."
Lucius twitched the corner of his mouth, good boy Voldemort must have been in trouble for eight lifetimes, provoking these two beings at the same time.
In Lucius's eyes, Zhang Ziyu is already a T0 level magic master like Dumbledore.
But this is a good thing for him, because after Voldemort is finished, no one will bother him.
"Okay, Lucius, I'm leaving first."
After Zhang Ziyu finished his work, he was about to leave with Lu Ping and take in the remnant soul of Voldemort. Zhang Ziyu also wanted to see what was special about this guy.