Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18.

Chapter 94 Dark fellow traveler?

"We are the same kind. Harry Potter!"

Voldemort's voice reverberated in the dead underground chamber. Although his voice was old and decayed, with the intention of dying, but Voldemort and Grindelwald were similar, their words seemed to possess some kind of magical power, able to Let people involuntarily choose to believe.

"Although the nose is still there, you do look quite pleasing to the eye."

Harry shook his head with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "Who is the same kind as your inhuman bastard."

"Bah~"

Harry spat in disdain, "Stop trying to get close here."

"I killed you, or you killed me, wouldn't it be good to really end this prophecy?"

Harry, whose body was gradually relaxing, was no longer tense as before. Since Voldemort was not in a hurry to make a move, he was also willing to pull out something.

"Haven't you been waiting for this for a long time? And now I am in front of you."

"Another Killing Curse? Don't tell me that you can't cast spells without a wand in your hand. That's too bad, isn't it?"

"If it is placed before, I will definitely kill you without hesitation."

Voldemort, whose face had cooled down, remained calm.

"But after leaving Albania, I wanted to understand many things. For example, there are no eternal enemies and friends in the world, only eternal interests."

"You're not like other guys, so I can forgive your offense."

"Oh, this is really an incredible kindness." Harry curled his lips in disdain, "Then I beg you, the kind Voldemort, can you lend me your head and let me put it in front of my parents' graves , as a late offering that hasn’t paid homage to them for ten years?”

"Are your parents that important to you?"

Hearing this sentence, Voldemort showed a smile instead, "You and I are the same kind of people, and I know you better than anyone else, even if it is only the first time we officially meet."

"Two strangers who never appeared in your life, are they really that important to you?"

"Our previous experience is so similar. We have never met our parents since we were young, and these two strangers do not exist in our memories. Ten years apart, even if they appear in front of you again, we will feel the same in our hearts. What appears is definitely not the excitement and joy of crying bitterly."

"I killed my father with my own hands. When I was 16 years old, I killed the guy who abandoned me and my mother with my own hands. I killed all of their family, but I didn't feel any trace of it." Voldemort paused, "I didn't even have the so-called joy of revenge, because I killed him only for myself, not for my mother."

"Those two strangers who didn't show up by your side, what's there to care about, isn't it?"

"Maybe you misread something." Harry's face turned cold, "I'm not like you, inhuman"

"Are you talking about humanity?"

"what?!"

Voldemort let out a short, harsh laugh.

"You are all the people I have ever seen in my life, and even the most improbable existence that has anything to do with humanity!"

"That moving darkness! A darkness deeper than the abyss!"

"Even looking at it from afar, I'm still shocked by the extreme purity of chaos and evil! That darkness doesn't belong to the human world at all! That darkness shouldn't even be controlled by humans!"

"You think I'm crazy? An inhuman guy?"

"Your evil is a thousand times purer than mine! Ten thousand times!"

"Because of this! It is because of this chaotic evil that even shocked me! I am sure of what was said in that prophecy!"

"You, who were born with this inconceivable darkness, do possess powers that I don't know about!"

"I used to think that I had reached the extreme on the road of black magic, and reached the end point that no one in the world could reach. I once thought that there was no way to go in front of me, but your appearance broke my previous life. cognition."

"You will become a greater than me! A true powerhouse who holds the power to rule the world!"

"But the premise is that there must be someone who stands at the top of this road to help you. You have the potential to take a step beyond, but potential is potential after all. Before it becomes strength, everything is illusory."

"Face your heart, Harry."

A voice full of dark temptations echoed in Harry's ears.

"There is no need to pretend that you care about those insignificant people and things. There are only two of us here. You don't need to continue to pretend to be yourself in front of me."

"Dumbledore can't teach you anything, and Grindelwald can't realize your potential. Only I can help you in the world, and help you obtain the supreme power, the powerful power that makes people immortal!"

Thick black mist rose from Voldemort's body who raised his hands as if he was embracing something. The strange lines smeared with blood on his feet seemed to be active at this moment. a little.

"Oh, really?"

Harry's indifferent answer did not show any emotional ups and downs, and such an indifferent performance made Voldemort confirm his guess.

Harry is the same as him. He was born to step on the dark road, and he will surely conquer the darkness and ascend to the top.

"You, a lonely ghost who can't put together a human figure, are you worthy of telling me about immortality?"

"Like you shivering and hiding in the Albanian forest for ten years?"

"This kind of immortality is indeed very powerful."

These few words seemed to pierce someone's heart, but Voldemort, still holding up a forced smile, waved his hands pretending not to care.

"But I'm still alive, aren't I? I can even live longer than anyone else. In the endless time, this short moment is not worth mentioning."

"Although it is true that I haven't recovered my complete body yet, it doesn't mean I can't do it, but that I don't want to create a low-quality body."

"Dumbledore hid the Sorcerer's Stone in this mirror, right? I need it. Even though I knew it was the bait put by that old fox, I still came. That guy knows what a person is afraid of and what he longs for. He told me that the first time I met him, and he taught me that if you have power, you can make anyone do things they don't want to do."

"I need a perfect body, not a random body shell."

"He probably wanted you to deal with me, but he probably didn't expect that I'm not as weak as he imagined now."

"I robbed that fool of Quirrell of his life force and magic power. With this rare supplement, I was able to escape from my weak ghost form and even regain a little ability to cast spells. I returned to England. Only then will I be able to come back completely.”

"But as I said before, there are no eternal enemies and friends in the world, only eternal interests. I was a little disappointed, but I quickly regained control of them, because my power can make them obey my will. Do things even if they don't want to do them."

"These are actually not important. I think the important thing is that when Dumbledore misjudged me, he misjudged you even more!"

"He never imagined that you are not what he expected at all. You are a naive and reckless idiot, an idiot who can be manipulated by him at will. The dark power deposited in your heart is amazing and frightening."

"You will end up on the same path as me. You, who are my kind, will sooner or later discover the plot that the old man brought to light. He wants you to be a hero, right? The Boy Who Lived, England's The savior, and the only guy who defeated You-Know-Who."

"Think about it carefully. If Dumbledore is really a great and good person, why did he deliberately mention this place at the beginning of school?"

"The devil's net that appeared in the first-grade textbook, the game-like key grabbing, the seemingly incomprehensible stone guards that can be defeated only by using the brain, of course, the dementors exceeded my expectations, although Grindelwald and We are not all the same, but as a dark wizard, he may have some crazy ideas in his mind, black wizard, this is normal."

"This is a brave adventure designed for you. When he knew that I would come to Hogwarts, he let you, a little first-year wizard, come to meet me. What is his idea?"

The quiet underground chamber was restored to silence. Voldemort was waiting for Harry to think. He thought it would take a little time for a child to digest these things.

After a while, Harry's voice sounded after a long absence.

"It's really interesting."

Harry looked at Voldemort, "Maybe we are really fellow travelers."

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