"Tom, I think you want to talk to me too?" Dumbledore knocked on the cage with a smile.
Tom? There seems to be something wrong with this name? Weston suddenly thought of something and his eyes suddenly widened.
What should I do if I catch a wild Voldemort? Wait online, it’s quite urgent...
"If possible, I really don't want to see you, Dumbledore!" A hoarse and dark voice suddenly came from the cage.
Weston looked carefully and grinned almost to his ears.
The pale face, snake-like pupils and nose, this face belongs to Voldemort, absolutely, yes, but if this face were placed on the face of a rabbit, it would only be funny.
The rabbit stood up directly from the cage with Voldemort's face in front. Its long front legs were like hands, pinched around its waist. Its two long ears and short tail were still dancing from time to time.
The ground is moving...
When Weston saw this scene, he became very playful. He stretched out his index finger and knocked on the table. A carrot appeared. Weston picked up the carrot and threw it into the cage. The rabbit subconsciously caught it.
, just put it into your mouth.
Then, he reacted, slammed the carrot to the bottom of the cage, and shouted angrily: "Damn it, how dare you! You are insulting me and the most powerful Dark Lord in the history of the wizarding world!
"
Not surprisingly, the carrot was broken directly, and the fragrant smell came out instantly. I don't know how the vegetables in Hogwarts are cultivated, but the smell alone was quite good.
"Gulu!" A small swallowing sound came out, and Weston looked at Voldemort with a smile.
A blush appeared on Voldemort's pale face, and then he became even more irritable. He threw the carrot out with great effort and shouted: "Dumbledore, are you just trying to humiliate me?"
Dumbledore was also shown off by Weston's tricks, but he quickly came to his senses and said with a smile: "Ah, please believe me, Tom, Weston is just afraid that you will be hungry. To be honest,
"Okay, okay." Dumbledore nodded with a smile. Watching Weston call out another white radish, Dumbledore smiled, "Okay, Weston, as a former strongman,
We should maintain a certain amount of respect for them!"
Weston curled his lips, a look of regret on his face, which made Voldemort jump around again.
"Okay Tom, I think we should have a talk," Dumbledore's eyes flashed, "I guessed right, you are indeed not dead!"
"Death?" Voldemort sneered, "It's just a small death. If you can't conquer it, it doesn't mean that I am. The power of time will definitely kill you one by one, but I will live forever!"
As he said that, Voldemort actually looked at Weston: "Boy, do you want to know this magic? Then help me kill Dumbledore!"
"Don't lie to me. The great Dark Lord knows everything. Nothing about you can escape his eyes! I can feel the majestic magic power in you. A phantom can actually span the entire France. Your talent should not
Such a waste!"
"Come and be my loyal servant, you will know how generous the Dark Lord will be to his servants! I will grant you eternal life!"
Seeing what Voldemort said to him, Weston was stunned, and then he couldn't laugh or cry.
"Aha, this is the power to conquer death, Weston, what do you think, don't you think about it?" Dumbledore said with a smile, "To be honest, I'm a little tempted!"
Bah, you are so tempted, you are such a disrespectful guy! Weston rolled his eyes at Dumbledore angrily, and directly attacked him: "Then why don't you quickly thank the generous Dark Lord, and give your
Crush this magic crystal!"
"No, no, no, kid, I am already old. This method may not be suitable for an old man. Young people should learn more knowledge!" Dumbledore smiled and shook his head.
"As a professor, shouldn't you learn knowledge and then pass it on to your students? Now, it's time for you to contribute, professor!" Weston deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the last word.
Just like this, in front of Voldemort, Weston and Dumbledore started teasing each other. Even if Voldemort was not clear-headed, he could see that he didn't take his words to heart at all.
Another burst of anger flashed through him.
However, this time he did not get angry, and just said calmly: "You are still young, and you don't know what a great achievement it is to conquer death. But it doesn't matter, the Dark Lord can give you time to take care of yourself."
Think clearly!"
Tsk! Weston glanced at Voldemort with disdain: "What's so strange? Isn't it just a Horcrux made? Do you really think it's a good thing?"
"You know?" Voldemort looked a little ugly.
"The Secret of Dark Magic Revealed", "The Power of Night: Dark Magic You Should Know", etc., there are at least ten books in Hogwarts that record this magic, two of which are in the restricted book area, and the others
Part of it is in the Ravenclaw library, part of it is in the Room of Requirement, and part of it is in the Headmaster's Office!"
"Do you know this?"
"Also, do you know where the magic of making Horcruxes originated?" Weston looked at Voldemort and was about to speak, and interrupted directly, "Don't say it is a despicable Haierbo, I admit that Haierbo is indeed a black magic.
Genius, but his talent is not creation, but improvement!"
"Just like the basilisk, the origin of the basilisk is the basilisk. This is a monster that originated from the inheritance of Medusa in Greece. After the improvement of Haierbo, a weakened version of the basilisk was obtained.
Beast, that is the basilisk.
In comparison, the chicken-tailed beast is too powerful and difficult to control, while the basilisk only needs to know Parseltongue to be able to communicate initially. As a descendant of the Medusa family, Haierbo can naturally also know Parseltongue.
cavity."
"Then the great Dark Lord, do you know this time?" Weston said with a bit of sarcasm in his eyes, "Although Horcrux is a relatively cruel and extremely flawed magic, I have to admit that Haierbo
Your talent. In comparison, you are nothing!"
"You are not allowed to say that to me, how dare you!" After Voldemort was silent for a while, he suddenly broke out and yelled loudly.