Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 210 The Eye of Little Thutmose

Voldemort was sure that Neville had awakened his magical gifts.

Ginny, Hermione, Draco, including Percy.

Of all the people Voldemort has come into contact with, perhaps only himself and Dumbledore are more spiritual than him.

And Dumbledore probably reached this level by relying on acquired training.

Neville was different from himself.

Their spiritual power is a kind of talent.

And talent determines this person's upline.

If you can really subdue him...

"Conquer me?" Neville asked suspiciously.

"Let's talk later, Neville, let me finish communicating with Professor Trelawney first." Voldemort said reassuringly.

Afterwards, he controlled Neville's body to raise his head, just in time to meet the eyes of Trelawney, who was very close.

Voldemort saw that Trelawney's expression changed from concern to surprise, and then she let out a short cry of fright and sat down on the ground.

"It's the Red Sea Celestial Eye, it's the Red Sea Celestial Eye..."

Her eyes widened and she stared fixedly at Voldemort's right eye, as if she saw something extraordinary.

"What Red Sea Eye, Professor?"

As Voldemort asked, he transformed into a mirror in front of him.

He saw Neville's right eye in the mirror, there was still blood in the corner of the eye, and the pupil had turned red.

"I've seen it, I've seen it..."

Trelawney had gone crazy again.

She got up from the ground, ran to [Cassandra's Prophet Notes], and quickly rummaged through it.

In the beginning, she still flipped through the pages one by one, but then she simply turned to the next few pages, and then stopped suddenly.

"that's it."

Voldemort turned his eyes away from Trelawney, who had just been examining the white light and flames on her body.

Brighter than Ron, but not as bright as Harry.

Following Trelawney's trembling fingers, she looked at the opened page:
A pair of red eyes stared at him as if through the pages of the book and time and space.

"Sigh~~"

Voldemort gasped, startled by the strangeness in those eyes.

"Little Eye of Thutmose, Neville, can your third eye resonate with it?" Trelawney asked nervously.

Voldemort raised his head and glanced at Trelawney, but the other party deliberately avoided it.

Looking at those eyes again, Voldemort did not immediately try to find resonance, but looked at the words above the eyes:
The Eye of Thutmose.

The third eye of the Red Sea.

There are two names written on it.

"Who is little Thutmose?" Voldemort asked Trelawney.

"The name of a person in ancient Egypt, more precisely, is the nickname of that person."

Voldemort looked at Trelawney: "Then what's his first name?"

"I don't know." Trelawney was still avoiding his eyes. "Ancient Egyptian wizards had two names. They were called by their nickname, and their real name was their real name. They would not tell others."

Voldemort nodded, looking back at the red eyes again.

"But he still has a name, you must know it." Trelawney said.

"what is it call?"

"Moses."

"Which Moses?"

"That's the Moses you thought of."

Voldemort blinked. "The Moses who parted the Red Sea?"

"Yes, so these eyes are also called Red Sea Eyes." Trelawney said, pointing to the names on the page.

Voldemort nodded in surprise, he really didn't expect this eye to have such a history.

"Watch it, Neville, and see if it resonates," Trelawney said again.

Voldemort nodded, looked into the strange red eyes, and asked at the same time, "What is resonance?"

Before Trelawney could answer, Voldemort's right eye seemed to travel through time, seeing scenes he had never seen before:
There are unusually magnificent halls, flooded frogs, and the Red Sea lined up on both sides...

"I don't know, Neville, it's up to you to judge, but..."

"I should have resonated with it, professor. Does this mean that my eye is the same as Moses' eyes?" Voldemort asked, interrupting Trelawney.

"God."

Trelawney covered her mouth in surprise. She went around the table and ran to Voldemort's side, staring into his red eyes for a while, then ran away again, flipping through the small print at the bottom of the book.

"No one ever thought that this pair of Celestial Eyes will appear again, my God..."

"Professor, it's only one, and what's its function?"

"I don't know, no, I mean, I can't quite read it."

Trelawney became confused again. She tried her best to organize her words and said, "The white light represents the children of destiny. They are the darlings of the river of fate, pushing the waves of fate forward."

Voldemort nodded slowly while thinking about the blinding white light on Harry.

"What about the red flame, Professor?"

"That's what's hard to read, Neville."

Trelawney pointed to the text on the book and said, "My great ancestor believed that Moses had given his brother a golden ring, which represented his unique love for gold, so he guessed that gold in the Red Sea Sky Eye represented Approval means."

Voldemort frowned. He had never seen golden light, or flames.

"My Xuanzu also guessed that there should be another color, representing rejection." After Trelawney finished speaking, she suddenly looked up at Voldemort.

"Refused?" Voldemort chewed on the meaning of the word.

"No, it's not necessarily rejection, it's like approval."

Trelawney hurriedly said, "Gold represents compliance, the good side, approval, whatever, and the other color, which is red, should represent its opposite."

"Defying fate?" Voldemort asked.

"It can be said that, but Neville, we usually don't use words like "resistance" and "rejection" in terms of fate, but adapt or change." Trelawney said quickly as if frightened.

"Changing fate." A smile bloomed on Voldemort's face, "That is to say, the red flame I can see means that fate is being changed?"

Joy rose from deep within, and if so, Voldemort would be delighted.

"So far it looks like that."

Trelawney didn't think there was any problem, she just asked curiously, "Neville, whose fate have you seen changed?"

"I don't know the man who passed by in Diagon Alley." Voldemort lied.

"Then... what about me, Neville." Trelawney looked at him nervously and asked, "What do you see in me?"

Voldemort looked at her, frowning.

This made Trelawney even more nervous.

"Red flames, professor, not many, but indeed..."

"Merlin's beard..." Trelawney cried out in pain, "I actually betrayed fate because I wanted to find Quirrell?"

Voldemort raised his eyebrows, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Look again, Neville, are there gold ones?" Trelawney asked.

"When you said Quirrell just now, there was a flash of gold." Voldemort began to lie again, which he was always good at. "But I'm not sure, Professor, it was too soon."

"Really?" Trelawney became happy again, "Maybe it's my destiny to go to Quirrell."

As soon as she finished speaking, in Voldemort's sight, the red flame instantly became much stronger.

Sure enough, changing the trajectory of fate will affect the red flame... Voldemort thought seriously.

(End of this chapter)