Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 271 Quirrell's Mission

Although he couldn't peek into Lockhart's second memory space completely, it had given Voldemort enough inspiration.

All along, he has always faced an extremely complicated problem:

who am I?
Different from ordinary people's philosophical self-question, his doubts come more from the fusion and opposition of two souls.

Lin Zuo's character is gentle and weak, while Voldemort's character is fierce and decisive.

Voldemort had no such confusion when they were not equal.

But since the fusion of the diary Horcrux, the two souls have become equal, and the personality dispute has become out of control.

Faced with this situation, Voldemort chose to favor the character of the remnant soul, because he is more suitable for the wizarding world and easier to survive.

But this does not mean that Lin Zuo's nature will not resist, and his soft heart from time to time is the best proof.

If this situation is allowed to continue, Voldemort can't imagine what the end result will be.

Perhaps, schizophrenia is the best ending.

He also thought about solving this problem, but there has never been a good entry point.

After this action, he finally arrived at a clear direction:
Build a second layer of space like Lockhart's in memory, and store all the memories of Lin Zuo and Remnant Soul in it.

At that time, the characters reflected by the two will no longer be harmful to me.

"It's a pity that he didn't explore the method for him to establish this memory model, but it is a good result to have a direction. Perhaps, trying Inception may not be an option."

Back at Malfoy Manor late at night, Voldemort couldn't wait to study it.

He is not a master of memory spells, but for a wizard of his level, it is not difficult to study a single spell in depth.

All he needs is time.

After staying up all night until noon the next day, Lucius came over to report that there was news from Barty Jr. that he had tricked Dumbledore.

"Unexpected news, Lucius, it seems we underestimated his talent." Voldemort said happily after being stunned for a moment.

Lucius nodded in agreement, and then said, "Dark Lord, can we meet those pure-blood families now?"

Voldemort frowned for a moment, then shook his head and refused.

"Wait a minute, Lucius, I'm going to develop a spell recently, and..."

His eyes glanced at the magic book on the side of the desk, "See you after they are fully revived. Now is not a good time for us to make a full comeback."

If you see those pure bloods, even if you meet them in private, it will definitely spread in the magic world.

He is very clear about the bottom line of the pure blood family.

"I see, Dark Lord, then I'm stepping down."

There was a little disappointment on Lucius' face, but he quickly adjusted his mood and bid farewell to leave.

"Wait a minute," Voldemort called to him, "Call Luna and Neville over here."

"Yes."

Lucius responded, and then exited Voldemort's study.

Voldemort continued to write and draw in his notebook, studying his new spell.

Not long after there was a knock on the door, Voldemort said "Come in", and the door was pushed open.

"Luna, how is your magic learning?" Voldemort asked without raising his head.

"Master, it's me."

Quirrell's voice sounded, and Voldemort raised his head in surprise.

"What's the matter, Quirinus?" Voldemort put away his surprise and asked with a smile.

"It's about the library, master." Quirrell said quickly, "I have transcribed all the books of the Malfoy family except the core banned books. I think I need to go to the next place that has a collection of books."

This is the task Voldemort taught him, collecting magic books, and recommending good books to Voldemort.

In this way, in addition to Quirrell himself being able to increase his knowledge, Voldemort also saves the time of choosing books.

The deeper purpose is that Voldemort has the idea of ​​building a magic library:
He wanted to collect all the magic books from all over the world, put them in one place, and open them to wizards for free.

"Old Nott's house, you can go there first, I told him."

Voldemort finished speaking with a smile, and asked again, "Have you encountered any magical problems recently? You know you can come and ask me anytime."

"The Killing Curse, master, I still can't use it well." Quirrell said with some self-blame.

Just because it doesn't work well doesn't mean it won't work.

Voldemort understood that Quirrell just felt that his Killing Curse was not powerful enough.

"It's not surprising, Quirinus, and you don't have to blame yourself for it."

Voldemort stood up, took Quirrell's hand and said, "That requires a sufficiently evil heart, boy, maybe you are not so evil."

"But... I'm a Death Eater."

Quirrell reveals the pattern of his left arm, which was given to him by Voldemort before.

"I doubted for a moment that Dumbledore wouldn't be able to use the Killing Curse, boy, but no one dared to say he wasn't strong enough, did they?"

Voldemort smiled and pulled his sleeves down, then turned to look at the two apprentices who just came to the door, "You too, you don't have to learn evil magic, the best choice is what suits you."

The two children nodded immediately, neither of them seemed to have any intention of learning the Killing Curse.

"But I still feel that in that case, there are not enough Death Eaters." Quirrell said aggrievedly.

Voldemort rubbed his head with a smile, and said: "You have a strong learning ability, Quirrell, I suggest that your fighting style move closer to the direction of the magic kaleidoscope."

"Curse Kaleidoscope?" Quirrell asked curiously, he didn't understand what Voldemort meant.

"You can use all kinds of spells, and you are good at using counter-spells in battle, Quirinus, you are suitable for this path, and this does not conflict with you helping me build a library."

Quirrell's eyes lit up at Voldemort's words, and he nodded vigorously, accepting Voldemort's suggestion.

Not to mention him, even the two children looked forward to it.

"You are still too young, you have to specialize."

Voldemort hurriedly wiped out the ambitions of the two little guys. They don't have the learning ability of Quirrell, and neither can Luna.

Everyone's talent is different, just like Ginny.

Let her go the way of transfiguration is no problem, let her learn black magic, that is to destroy her.

Voldemort likes to teach students in accordance with their aptitude, just like letting the people below do what they can.

Suffering can temper a person's temperament, but it is not certain whether the ability will improve after the suffering.

"Master, then I'll go find Old Turner and ask him to take me to his library."

Quirrell found his own way and said happily to Voldemort.

Voldemort nodded with a smile, patted the other side's shoulder again, and signaled the other side to go.

"If you are resurrected, master, please inform me and allow me to be there. You know that would be an honor to me." Before leaving, Quirrell couldn't help but say.

He was afraid that he would miss Voldemort's resurrection ceremony by wandering in the libraries of several families.

"Of course I won't forget you, Quirinus. Looking at our relationship from a certain angle, you are my child."

Voldemort said gently, "I need your protection, because you are one of the people I trust most."

Quirrell looked quite moved, he nodded vigorously, and then said goodbye again and turned to leave.

Voldemort watched the other go away with a faint smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)