Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 274 Mobius Ring and Ouroboros

With the slow movement of the wand, a ruler-wide horizontal line was pulled out of thin air.

Above the horizontal line, flames burn; below the horizontal line, water ripples.

What separated the two was Voldemort's magic.

Looking at the one-meter-long horizontal line in the air, Voldemort nodded in satisfaction.

To be able to control the magic power so finely, perhaps only Dumbledore can do it besides himself.

and many more.

Add Grindelwald, and maybe Snape.

Voldemort shook his head, shaking his complacency out of his mind, and flicked his wand.

"Shh."

The one-meter-long horizontal line turned and bent, and finally formed an ellipse, forming the Mobius ring he had just thought of.

That was originally the two ends, but now it has become a connection point, where water and fire hang upside down and connect in one place.

"Zi La~~"

Water and fire are incompatible, and the fire burns the water waves, making an instant sound.

Voldemort frowned, lost in thought.

In his vision, water and fire represent two memory personalities, which are finally connected in the form of a Mobius ring.

In this way, they, who were originally on two separate sides, meet again in this special environment.

In this way, he can achieve the situation of "opposition everywhere, unity at all times" that he wants.

But that doesn't seem feasible right now.

Water and fire are incompatible, let alone Lin Zuo's memory personality and Voldemort's memory personality.

If the two meet together like this, they will have to compete forever.

Voldemort lay down again, staring at the Mobius ring that had been making a "Zi La" sound, lost in thought.

After a while, the yew wand shook, and the Mobius ring began to change.

The magic plane is increasing, and the water and fire are beginning to shrink.

One becomes a small cluster, one becomes a droplet.

Water and fire began to wander at a constant speed on the magic Mobius ring, as if they could no longer touch it.

The furrowed brow relaxed slightly, and Voldemort was slightly satisfied with the result.

But soon he frowned again.

If he can keep the Mobius ring stable at all times and the two memory personalities run at an even speed, then this form is advisable.

At least in this case, the two memory personalities have achieved "opposition everywhere, unity at all times".

But he can't guarantee that he can always take care of them.

Not to mention some magical research that requires full concentration, at least in the decisive battle with Dumbledore that will definitely happen, he has no time to be distracted.

In this case, if the Mobius ring constructed in the memory and the two memory personalities change, it will definitely be the last straw that crushes him.

"This idea is too hasty."

Voldemort murmured, waving his hand to make the Mobius ring not far away disappear.

But just as he raised his hand, it suddenly hovered in the air.

He frowned and stared blankly at the Mobius ring for a moment, then suddenly shook his wand vigorously.

"call."

The flames and water droplets disappeared, and the magic power transformed into a python hovering in the air.

Its head swallows its own tail into its stomach, forming a Ouroboros state.

This is a well-known symbol in the magic world.

Immortality, reincarnation, destiny...

There are too many definitions of it, and wizards are obsessed with its uniqueness.

Voldemort stared at the Ouroboros hovering in the air, and was stunned.

From time to time, in his mind, the image of Ouroboros would take the form of a Möbius ring.

At this moment, Lin Zuo's memory personality and Remnant Soul's memory personality surprisingly reached an agreement.

There is no dispute between them, there is me in you, and you in me, harmonious and unified.

"Boom."

With the magic power exhausted, Ouroboros disappeared out of thin air, and Voldemort also broke out of this state.

In an instant, the two personalities were entangled again.

Peace no more.

Voldemort didn't pay attention to the confusion of mind, just tried hard to catch the little inspiration before.

With a wave of his wand, a much smaller Mobius ring appeared on the left side of his vision.

Moving the wand again, the same much smaller Ouroboros appeared on the right side of his line of sight.

The confusion in the mind was reduced a lot in an instant, as if both Lin Zuo's memory personality and Remnant Soul's memory personality could accept the situation in front of him.

"The Mobius ring itself is just an observation assumption of the three-dimensional world to the two-dimensional world. If this assumption is derived to the four-dimensional world...then the Mobius ring will increase the time characteristic."

"But time is just a concept. It is not something that can be touched or seen. How can I grasp it?"

"Wait, memory itself is also a concept, so the concept of time can be used as a rule and established in the memory world."

Voldemort's eyes grew brighter, and he swung his wand to write the time under the Mobius ring on the left.

But that wasn't enough, and he immediately turned his gaze to the right.

Voldemort's frown deepened. He needed to take a point that was acceptable to the character of the remnant soul and add it to the Mobius ring, otherwise the balance would not exist.

"Eternal life, reincarnation, fate...fate?"

Voldemort murmured, suddenly thinking of his conversation with Dumbledore in front of the fireplace.

That night, they talked about fate:
"Of course you can't change it when you're addicted to it."

He remembered that Dumbledore's smile was very gentle at that time, "What I believe in will definitely have an impact, so slowly, everything is moving towards the track of fate."

"Does destiny also have a trajectory?"

Voldemort couldn't help murmuring, at this moment, countless memories flashed:

Harry's old house, his own death, Harry's Parseltongue, Lin Zuo's own resurrection ceremony in his memory...

Everything seems to be a cycle, chasing the cycle of fate.

Voldemort raised his wand again, and wrote the word "Fate" under ouroboros.

"call."

He let out a long breath, put his head slightly off the recliner, and dropped it on the chair, while waving his hands to erase all the graphics and words in front of him.

Looking at the sky full of stars in the dark, the magnificence of the stars still stands in Qiongyu.

"Create a Mobius ring with time and destiny, let two memories chase like ouroboros, there is me in you, and you in me..."

He whispered his thoughts, but did not act immediately.

The Memory Cage Curse couldn't achieve the effect he wanted. If he wanted to follow this line of thinking, the first thing he had to do was to redevelop the spell.

It is not difficult to bless fate.

Wizards believe this, as long as there is a strong enough identification with fate in the mood.

But times are hard.

According to the cognition he inherited from Lin Zuo, time is only a parameter used by human beings to describe the process of material movement or the occurrence of events, and it itself is not a visible existence.

This made it difficult for him to incorporate the concept of time into his magic.

In other words, spells, rhythms, and magic circuits are not enough to express time.

"If you try to identify emotions..."

Voldemort murmured and immediately shook his head in denial of the thought.

Because of Lin Zuo's influence, it is difficult for him to recognize time as an existing thing.

The Möbius ring with time attributes created by such unsteady emotions is easy to collapse.

It's like not being firm enough when Apparating, and the result is decapitated.

He didn't want to play with his life.

"It looks like I need to go to the Ministry of Magic."

Looking at the infinite night sky, Voldemort murmured softly.

(End of this chapter)