The Transformers at Hogwarts

Chapter 159 Final Conditions
Allen was stopped by Riddle's words. He really only wanted to use the thinking cabin in the diary, but he really didn't think about how to settle the magical life of Riddle.

Allen became anxious: Riddle was looking at him. If he hesitated for a while and couldn't come up with a good solution, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

Allen was silent, and Riddle's expression gradually changed, "Anyway, with your temperament, it is impossible to find me a wizard to possess me," Riddle said sarcastically.

Allen's brain was running rapidly, and he suddenly thought of his previous thinking about magical life, and Yordle is a magical life, and he instantly had an idea in his mind.

"The reason why I hesitate is because I worry that this method will make you feel that I don't respect you." Allen said calmly.

"Oh?" Riddle was very interested.

With a wave of Allen's hand, the image of a saber appeared in the thinking cabin, and Riddle looked at it curiously.

"This is the result of my research in the thinking hut. Ron said that you controlled him for a week. Maybe you can try to possess this saber to control it." Allen said bravely.

But Riddle didn't look angry, "Is this what you transformed with the Transfiguration Curse?"

"Yes! I have made various modifications to it, and it is very powerful now. Give me some more time, and I can DIY a carrier that suits you." Alan secretly observed while selling hard. Looking at Riddle's expression.

"You are a good idea. The transformed animal has no soul and cannot resist my control at all. I can even separate a part of my consciousness and attach it to it independently, so that I can break through the limitation of distance." About Del murmured.

Allen didn't expect that he would hit the right one.

"What is the distance limit?" he asked suspiciously.

"My control of people is limited by distance. My control will be weakened if the controlled person is a certain distance away from the diary, and the deformed animal has no soul. I can separate a part of consciousness to control him." Riddle patiently explained.

Allen understood what Riddle meant.
Anyway, I don't worry about the diary leaving me. It would be best if you can control it separately.Allen thought secretly in his heart.

He observed Riddle's expression secretly happy, and he felt that he was going to succeed.

"My transformation spell can last for 12 hours now. Your separated consciousness can control the saber to move around Hogwarts. The combat power of the saber itself can guarantee the safety of your separated consciousness." Allen continued to sell.

"Then you take back the separated consciousness, and you can gain knowledge of the separated consciousness. This is a perfect way."

"Sounds good!" Riddle said in a deep voice, "but why are you so relieved of me? You know, I have killed people before. The ghost Myrtle in the bathroom was the one I ordered the basilisk to kill. Yes." Riddle's expression became fierce.

"You can't lie to me about this. I almost died in an accident before, so I curiously checked the information on the recently deceased student at Hogwarts, and found that it was Myrtle who died in 1943. At that time, Voldemort had not yet died. Graduation, you haven't been born yet, have you?"

"So it was Voldemort who commanded the basilisk to kill Myrtle, right?" Allen smiled and looked at Riddle.

"Aren't you afraid that I will control the saber to attack you?" Yodel asked after being silent for a while.

Of course I was afraid, but who made your thinking cabin so important to me!Allen cursed secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He decided to take another dose of strong medicine.

"Is there something you haven't noticed?"

"what's up?"

"When you have an independent personality, your position has changed, and you have naturally stood on the opposite side of Voldemort!" Alan softly said this conclusion that felt ridiculous.

Riddle narrowed his eyes, and said with a sneer, "I really want to hear that."

"As a magical life with an independent personality, you have the most basic needs of all intelligent life: one is to yearn for freedom and hate loneliness; the other is to long for survival. When Voldemort is strong, he will deprive you of these two needs."

"I don't know why you fell into my hands, but I think the big reason is that Voldemort has fallen, and the things he left behind have become less important, so when Voldemort is strong, he will protect you Well, you will lose your freedom, and since you know too many secrets about Voldemort's childhood, Voldemort will not allow anyone to communicate with you."

"It is also because you know all the secrets of Voldemort before the age of 18. In order to prevent his secrets from being used by the enemy, Voldemort will definitely have the idea of ​​​​destroying you without harming the Horcrux. This will make your survival being threatened."

"So for you, the half-dead Voldemort is the best Voldemort, and your freedom and survival can be guaranteed. From this perspective, are you and Voldemort naturally on the opposite side?"

"When he is good, your living conditions will be worse, and when he is bad, your living conditions will be better!"

Riddle's expression became serious. He really hadn't thought about this angle, but it really made sense when he thought about it carefully.

Allen looked at Riddle's expression, and felt a little proud: Sure enough, there are no permanent friends, only permanent interests. When there is a conflict, isn't it just standing on the opposite side?
It took Riddle a while to digest these words. He didn't know how many times he was surprised by Alan's thoughts.

"Then how do I know that you are on the opposite side of Voldemort? How do I know that you won't betray me to Voldemort in the future?" Riddle asked suddenly.

Allen has already prepared for this, although he doesn't particularly want to show it
He opened two long-prepared memories in the thinking cabin, one was what happened on Halloween in the first grade, and the other was the memory of Voldemort and Quirrell.

"I have completely offended Voldemort to death," Allen said with some guilt and embarrassment.

Riddle looked through the first tasteful memory full of doubts, and he became uneasy when he saw the second memory of Voldemort and Quirrell on top of a man.
"Voldemort has become like this now?" Riddle said with some disgust.

"Yes." Allen said simply.

But these two memories seem to have prompted Riddle to make up his mind.

"What you said today really makes sense," Riddle said softly, and he saw an excited smile on Alan's face.

"However," Riddle's tone suddenly changed, "After all, the wizarding world is a world where the strong prey on the weak and rely on power to speak. You don't think you can make me surrender just by words, do you?" Riddle turned into that gloomy expression again. look.

"I didn't want you to surrender. We will be friends in the future." Alan argued, halfway through his speech, he suddenly felt that his language was so pale. Isn't his behavior today just a threat?

Riddle just shook his head, didn't say anything, just looked at Allen with black eyes.

"You want me to prove my strength?" Allen understood what Riddle meant.

"Yes!"

"How can I prove my strength?"

Riddle showed a weird smile, and said softly in Allen's ear:
"There is a thousand-year-old basilisk in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets. If you can defeat the basilisk alone, I will surrender to you!"

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