He knew how powerless his curse was against the holy blood in the flask.
The blood of redemption is not omnipotent.
If Tom has enough time to allow the power of the curse to accumulate in large quantities without Ani noticing, and soak into his magic power and blood, even the blood of redemption may not be able to completely remove it.
But for those curses that have just been attached and have not had time to form a deeper connection with the receptor, the blood of redemption can be said to be their nemesis and can definitely be wiped away.
This is not the result that Tom wants. He cannot waste his last life and must make the man in front of him pay the price.
It's a pity that with Tom's own ability, he can't even step forward and bite the other person to make him feel pain.
The master of transformation has an overwhelming advantage when facing enemies whose mental and magical strength are one level lower than his own.
This is also the reason why Dumbledore is rumored to be the most proficient in transfiguration in the wizarding world - few people need him to use other means.
People think that Voldemort is best at black magic, and it is true that he only uses black magic to fight his enemies, but even so, he is still not immune to the negative effects of black magic.
One of the side effects of a Horcrux is that the divided soul will generate its own will, constantly thinking about replacing the main body.
Therefore, even if he reaches a dead end, Little Tom will never dedicate himself to provide any help to the main body.
But his hatred for Ani allowed Tom to activate an ability that he thought he would never use until his death.
[Burning Sacrifice], the divided soul sacrifices itself, burning the remaining soul to transfer part of the memory to the main body, along with a little residual energy.
"Fear, another Voldemort will avenge me!"
Before the fangs completely pierced the Horcrux, black flames ignited out of thin air on the notebook, burning the magic shield in Aini's hand at an extremely fast speed.
Feeling the intense consumption of magic power, Aini quickly threw the notebook out.
The black flame burned a deep pit on the ground, but it did not spread. When the notebook was burned, it disappeared as silently as it came.
Also disappearing at the same time was Tom, who was caught by the mist's big hand...
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In the forest of Albania, a viper pierced the mouse's hind legs with its fangs, and this little guy felt strangely familiar.
And Voldemort, who fell into the snake's mouth, was about to explode with anger. The snake in front of him had already bit him seven times. If this area hadn't been particularly beneficial to him, he would have wanted to move to another place to accumulate strength.
The cold venom was injected into the body, and Voldemort's spirit gradually became blurred. He knew that his accumulation during this period was in vain.
Just when the mouse stopped struggling and lay down and accepted its fate, Voldemort's soul shook, and pieces of information emerged, and some energy from the same source was restoring his spirit.
After an unknown amount of time, Voldemort's soul became calmer, and he looked down at the viper with a small bulge on his belly, filled with murderous intent.
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"A sneeze~"
Aini rubbed his nose and stopped examining the twins.
Sure enough, just like the previous Sinopec students in the auditorium, their bodies had also been tampered with.
To be clear, it is a sinister potion; in other words, it is a large category of potions.
If there are no external factors, this magical medicine will lie dormant in the human body for a long time and be slowly metabolized by the wizard's powerful physique.
But once you come into contact with a certain substance, it will suddenly explode and take the victim's life.
The students who were petrified in the auditorium were attracted by mandrake. As long as they took the potion that Snape was brewing, several of them would die immediately.
For the twins, the lethal substance was Bai Xian, which is a common drug used to treat trauma.
From this point of view, even though Tom was only sixteen years old when he made the Horcrux, he already had a vicious and murderous character.
In other words, under Dumbledore's nose, this magical seed with amazing talent has grown crooked.
"I didn't expect you to really succeed."
The old principal appeared under the stone pillar and looked steadily at the place where Tom disappeared, with complicated eyes.
"It was just a temporary idea after seeing you hiding. I didn't expect Tom to be so angry."
Ani slightly choked Dumbledore. Although he knew that he and Voldemort must maintain a certain tacit understanding, being thrown out to fight alone still made the young professor a little unhappy.
"There is no way, we must follow the boundaries."
Unless the other party takes the initiative to provoke, or one is sure of killing him with one blow, Dumbledore cannot take action against Voldemort who has not recovered his strength. Otherwise, he himself will have no fear, but the rest, including the young wizards, will be in misery.
"He has crossed a line, Dumbledore."
While telling the old principal about Voldemort's backhand on the little wizard, Ani opened the Eye of True Sight to analyze the runes of the trap potion on the twins.
"No, Ernie. Tom is not Voldemort, and Voldemort is not Tom, and he did not kill directly."
Dumbledore doesn't respect the rules, but that doesn't stop him from following them.
Humans are social creatures. The essence of wizards is still humans, but they are just people who have mastered magical power.
The most important thing for society is rules. They can be written on paper, or they can be some kind of agreed consensus, or simply a tacit understanding between two people.
A great wizard who forms a clique and seeks to dominate is not scary, but Voldemort who is forced into a desperate situation and abandons all worries is even more terrifying.
Although there is an anti-murder clause in the castle, even if Voldemort does use deadly poison, he will not be harmed by various "accidents", but the disaster will not be reduced without reason, but will be passed on to Hogwarts as a whole.<
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"Okay, you are the principal, you have the final say."
Ani shrugged and walked towards Lockhart, who was lying at the foot of the statue.
There are many types of trap potions with different solutions. Although they look very powerful, due to their long history, the rules have long been discovered. St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries has very complete and detailed treatment measures. After analyzing the runes on their bodies, Aini can easily brew the corresponding potions, but now there are still some things that need to be dealt with.
"Lockhart is still alive, what are you going to do with him?"
Having experienced the experience of becoming a stinky person, Eniko was too lazy to touch the guy on the ground. After turning on his senses and taking a look at him, he waved his wand and threw the Professor of Dark Arts Defense back to Dumbledore.
"Everyone should pay the price for their actions, but before that, I need to take away some of his memories."
The old headmaster took out a few crystal balls, and strands of silver-white light mist floated out from Lockhart's temples on both sides, and were inhaled by different crystal balls.
The mist rolls in the crystal balls, adding a bit of mystery to them.
However, in Aini's eyes, images flashed from time to time in the monotonous mist.
The ugly old wizard and the even uglier werewolf, the gaping witch and the sinister female ghost...
Obviously, these are the scenes Lockhart simulated in his mind based on other people's stories.