Chapter three hundred and ninety seventh special poison
Slowly stroking the wand in his hand, little Voldemort began to have a comfortable expression on his face, as if he was having an aftertaste after doing something very happy.
After caressing for about ten minutes, the door of the school hospital opened, and Dumbledore walked in together with the school doctor Buddy. He stared at the two of them with an ominous premonition in his heart.
The two of them walked up to him, and Dumbledore looked at him with a look of regret, which made little Voldemort feel uncomfortable in his heart.
"Principal, why are you looking at me like this?"
Alas
"Child, I hope you can be stronger"
Tom nodded: "I am very strong in one thing. If you have anything to say to the principal, please tell me."
"You're poisoned"
Little Voldemort stared at Dumbledore, hoping to find any sign that the other party was joking, but no matter how hard he searched, he found it.
Little Voldemort: "Principal, what kind of poison have I got? Is it serious?"
Dumbledore nodded and shook his head: "It's a poisonous spider-like toxin. We haven't found out when you were poisoned. It's not serious, but you will have to suffer some pain."
Poisonous spider?
Little Voldemort suddenly had a suspicion in his mind. He knew what it was. The ugly spider raised by that big fool must be him waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on himself.
(〃＞ dishes＜)
I must make you look good.
Buddy, who was beside Dumbledore, took out a giant longan-sized pill with a special smell from his pocket and handed it to Dumbledore. Dumbledore handed it to little Voldemort, and then whispered to him: "
This is a detoxifying pill, because we haven’t seen what kind of spider it is, and your behavior does not belong to the common category, so we have prepared it for safety reasons."
"As for the effects, I don't know to be honest, but some of the drugs in it will cause some adverse reactions in the limbs and body. I hope you can be mentally prepared."
Dumbledore's expression was very distorted and weird, which made him feel that something was wrong, but there was an unexpected reason. If Dumbledore knew that he was the beast that opened the secret room and killed students, he could guarantee that he would be killed by Dumbledore on the spot.
Arrest him and send him to prison or directly send him to hell with a death curse.
Instead of using pills, which are cheap and easy to find, little Tom looked at Dumbledore and thought that maybe it was because the pills had not been tested under real names, and he was not sure.
Dumbledore handed the pill to Tom and told him: "It doesn't taste that good. Eat it in one go. Then you have to recuperate for a few days. Horace and Buddy will take care of you later."
Little Voldemort: "What about you?"
Dumbledore: "I will try to look for any clues. Do you have anything to say, Mr. Riddle?"
Originally, little Voldemort wanted to think that maybe the ugly spider raised by Hagrid came to take revenge on him, but he knew that the poisonous spider could not cause that effect. Once the matter about him framing Hagrid was found out, his special contribution
Even if the prize is gone, maybe the fact that I opened the secret room will be exposed.
"No, I can't think of anything special, principal"
Dumbledore looked very regretful: "Okay, I understand, then eat it first, Mr. Riddle"
"Good"
He agreed, looking at the pill and the weird smell, little Voldemort's nose was telling him that the pill must not taste good, but for the sake of his own survival, he still had to hold back.
He opened his mouth and put the pill into his mouth, and a special taste exploded in his mouth. The taste, the sourness, felt worse than the smell of socks that had not been washed for months in the orphanage.
It must be powerful, and there are other things mixed together, which is difficult to describe.
Looking at the strange expression on little Voldemort's face, Bard on the side took a water bottle and handed it to little Voldemort: "Drink some water and swallow it."
Open your mouth
Dun Dun Dun
He washed the indescribable taste of the pill into his stomach with water. He felt uncomfortable as it traveled down the esophagus. Once it entered the stomach, it was even more difficult to describe. His stomach wriggled back and forth, telling his brain that he was uncomfortable.
Europe
When he wanted to vomit, Buddy used his magic wand to stop him: "Mr. Riddle, hold on, your life is important after all"
life
No
I will definitely not die
Although this thing tastes unpleasant, compared to death, any price can be paid, even your own important organs.
The exit of the stomach is sealed, and those things can only churn in his stomach.
Uncomfortable
Very uncomfortable
Tom's body began to twist and deform unnaturally
Dumbledore: "Sure enough, the side effects of this drug are too great"
Buddy: "But we can't find any spiders with similar venom"
Dumbledore: "Well, Newt said the same thing"
Buddy: "If Mr. Scamander said the same thing, then there is nothing we can do about it."
Scamander
Newt Scamander
Little Voldemort had heard of him. When he was in school, he was obsessed with the research and breeding of various magical creatures. He often broke into the Forbidden Forest and did some strange things. Later, he was expelled from school due to some things.
Later, he entered the Department of Magical Creatures of the Ministry of Magic and is now the Director, responsible for the control and breeding of magical animals in the UK. The textbook on magical animals they studied was written by him. If the other party does not know what it is,
, then I might be the fault of the eight-eyed spider raised by that stupid guy Hagrid.
The birthplace of the eight-eyed spider is not here. It is normal for Scamander not to know. It is difficult for you to imagine that a rare eight-eyed spider will appear in Hogwarts. You must know that this kind of thing is wéiji
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Entry to British islands is prohibited.
If he could tell that he was an eight-eyed spider, he would be able to detoxify quickly, but he couldn't tell.
My stomach feels so uncomfortable.
Dumbledore looked at the ugly little Voldemort: "Mr. Riddle, take a good rest first, and then I'll ask some friends."
Little Voldemort could only nod his head due to the discomfort, and his mouth did not open for a long time.
Dumbledore told Buddy: "Take good care of him"
Buddy: "Yes, Principal"
Dumbledore turned and left the infirmary. After Buddy watched Dumbledore leave, he turned to tell little Voldemort: "Get a good rest. Mr. Riddle has a difficult night tonight. I will be in the lounge next door. If you can't stand it anymore,
Remember to call me." Buddy comforted little Voldemort, and then left the infirmary with Dumbledore.
Nod
Didn't speak
Buddy also knew the current situation of little Voldemort, sighed, and returned to his lounge.
Everything returned to silence, and Tom began his difficult night.
Outside the school hospital of Hogwarts, Garfield and Dumbledore looked at each other and smiled: "Has he taken the pill of my unique characteristics?"
