Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 283 Like a Newborn
sea ​​of ​​consciousness.

Dark and dead.

But after the Mobius ring with the time rune as the base was extended, the darkness remained, but the dead silence seemed to be broken.

Time seems to flow in the endless darkness.

Beyond the invisible line of sight, an undercurrent surges.

However, this is not the end, this is just the beginning of everything.

When the two memories entwine and devour each other like ouroboros, and put them on the Mobius ring.

The darkness of the sea of ​​consciousness was broken by the unique silver light of memory, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness became alive.

The silence and darkness disappeared, and the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be a "living" world.

Voldemort quietly looked at the Mobius ring and the sea of ​​consciousness, silently waiting for the next change.

Sure enough, as the two keep spreading to the darkness, as the two memories keep chasing and devouring, the boundary of the Mobius ring is infinitely expanded.

The original simple elliptical trajectory slowly merged and changed, and finally expanded into a land-like existence.

The two groups of memories travel in this world according to their unique rules, devouring and chasing are still the same, but everything is restricted by time and fate.

Sometimes, Lin Zuo's memory occupies the top spot, as if defining Riddle's memory as a previous life.

But in a blink of an eye, their identities were switched, Riddle regained control of the world, and Lin Zuohua became his previous life.

Voldemort had an instinct that he could make the world more real.

If he wants to, he can do it.

But he didn't.

It may not be a good thing to construct a fantasy but real world in the sea of ​​consciousness based on one's own memory.

That will make your personality more complicated and lead you to an unknown road ahead.

"It's just right here."

Voldemort said with a smile, and slowly stretched out his index finger, pointing at the world of light in front of him.

"Boom."

As if there was a light sound, the boundless darkness of the sea of ​​consciousness began to gather, pressing down on the memory world overwhelmingly.

At first, the memory world was able to resist.

But gradually, it was overcome by the boundless willpower bestowed by Voldemort on the sea of ​​consciousness, and began to shrink slowly.

In the end, it was a point of light, no Möbius or Ouroboros.

"After today, I am neither Lin Zuo nor Riddle."

"My name: Voldemort."

Voldemort's voice echoed endlessly in the sea of ​​consciousness, and no distracting thoughts jumped out to oppose his will.

Voldemort threw the light spot upwards, and the light spot shot into the endless darkness instantly and disappeared.

A faint smile appeared on Voldemort's face.

Never before has his smile been so relaxed.

……

In the small building, Voldemort's eyes slowly opened.

With eyes as clear as springs, the three people in front of them were taken aback for a moment.

"Everything is going well, thank you everyone."

Voldemort smiled and spoke with a soft voice, which made people feel like spring breeze.

"you you……"

Old Nott said "you" for a long time, but couldn't say a complete sentence.

In his perception, Voldemort had changed.

Voldemort used to laugh too.

But that smile, it felt like there was a grinning rattlesnake hiding behind it.

He used to speak softly, too.

But it feels like being deliberately gentle, like tempting you.

In the past, no matter what he said or did, he gave people a sense of oppression hidden in the dark.

But now, that feeling is gone.

The Dark Lord became pure as a child.

The words and smiles give people a clean and pure feeling.

"I'm fine, old Knott."

Voldemort said to him, laughing, and he took his wand—the yew wand, the one with the phoenix tail—and waved it upwards.

In an instant, the silver-white creature flew from the wand and began to circle the room.

"Patron saint?" Old Nott asked in surprise.

"Phoenix?" Abu's voice was more surprised than the old Nott.

Voldemort smiled and nodded, he was finally free to use the Patronus Charm.

Moreover, the joy he used was the memory of Riddle's childhood when he was in power.

But Riddle's memory didn't have the slightest adverse effect on him.

The memory processing was very successful, and Voldemort himself was very satisfied.

"Why Phoenix?"

Abu asked puzzledly, and Old Nott also looked at Voldemort curiously.

Luna didn't know, so she didn't know much about this magic.

"Otherwise?" Voldemort asked with a smile, "Do you think it should be a snake?"

The two looked at each other, then nodded immediately, indicating that they thought so.

"Because I have infinite expectations for resurrection."

Riddle looked at the flying phoenix, stretched out his arm, and the phoenix landed on his arm, "It may also be because my request for resurrection is quite special."

Abu and Old Nott looked at each other again.

They found that although Voldemort seemed to have changed a lot, his liking for mysteries remained the same.

But they don't think it's strange, all wizards have this habit.

"Use Legilimency spell on me."

Voldemort made a request, which made the two people on the opposite side look puzzled.

"I have an idea, and I want to try it out, come on," said Voldemort.

"I come."

Old Nott spoke first, then shook his magic, and hit Legilimency on Voldemort.

Voldemort didn't activate Occlumency, he just let the spell explore his mind.

"You want to go to the Department of Mysteries to answer the appointment, because you think it is impolite to break the appointment." Old Nott said Voldemort's thoughts.

"Yes, see if I can see more thoughts," said Voldemort softly.

"You think..." Old Nott fell silent suddenly, gave Voldemort a weird look, and asked, "You haven't activated Occlumency?"

"No, you can feel that," Voldemort said with a smile.

There are two open states for Occlumency:

One is extreme resistance, which is easy to spot.

The other is wrong guidance, which is difficult to find, but the current state of Voldemort obviously does not meet this condition.

"Old Nott, what happened?" Abu asked curiously.

"Except for the thought just now, there is nothing in the Dark Lord's mind." Old Nott said in a surprised tone.

"Not Occlumency?" Abu questioned.

"Of course not, I can tell the difference." Old Nott said dissatisfied.

"Okay, old Nott, I roughly know the effect."

Voldemort smiled and signaled Old Nott to put away his magic, and then he looked at Abu again, "Give me an oblivion curse, Senior Abu, I want to try."

"you sure?"

Abu was taken aback and couldn't help asking.

"Sure, Senior Abu, I think... there should be no problem."

Voldemort thought for a moment and said.

Luna looked at his teacher curiously from the side. He felt that the teacher had really changed a lot.

that feeling is like...

He said it must be, and he said thinking is really thinking.

When he does something, he is really doing it.

There is no falsehood, no deceit, and the sincerity is extremely convincing.

This feeling is really strange.

(End of this chapter)