Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Voldemort finally gave up his search for the Magic Mirror. After all, the success rate of obtaining the Sorcerer's Stone was too low, and he didn't want to take the risk.

But he still tried to put the big guy in his bag and take it away. Although it was a whim and ended in failure, at least he tried hard.

He was so interested in getting the magic stone that he started to play with the magic mirror out of boredom. After all, this thing was quite fun.

After playing with the magic mirror using Occlumency for a while, feedback came from the magic he had arranged in advance outside, and the trio arrived.

Voldemort seized the time, took a small sip of the compound potion, and transformed into Snape.

"This greasy hair feels like I'm wearing a hat."

Voldemort touched his greasy hair with his wand in disgust and began to wait quietly for the arrival of the savior.

Soon after, Harry broke in.

"It's really you."

Harry shouted loudly and took the lead in raising his wand - having the courage to take action was something he learned from Professor Quirrell.

Voldemort was stunned...

Child, have you always been so brave?

Now that Snape's identity has been confirmed, won't you run away?

Can you, a first-year student, defeat a big black bat?

He praised Harry's bravery in his heart, but showed no mercy in his hands. He threw all kinds of magic that did little harm, knocking the unlucky kid to the ground almost instantly.

It seems that as long as I don't use fatal magic, the curse will not hurt me... Voldemort thought this way, waiting for Dumbledore to appear.

But Dumbledore seemed to be late, he didn't show up.

As a last resort, Voldemort began to play the bad guy. After all, every bad guy is nagging and nagging, which is enough to last a long time.

In the end, the effect of the compound potion was almost gone, and Voldemort was really a little anxious - it would be better to drink the potion in front of the child.

"Ah, Dumbledore is here. Good luck to you, Boy-Who-Lived."

Voldemort, who directed and acted himself, was about to save himself and leave, but suddenly a figure walked in from the door. He was overjoyed because it was Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore, oh oh, you are indeed here, but I, Snape, am not afraid..."

The words came to an abrupt end because McGonagall, Hermione and Ron came in right after them - what is going on? Has the script changed?

"Headmaster, Snape is stealing the Philosopher's Stone, stop him quickly, he..."

Harry's shouts gradually became lower, because he also noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

The four people who came in were silent, and the two friends kept winking at him to let him pass, while the "Snape" in his eyes frowned in thought - he was not afraid of Principal Dumbledore?

"The time is coming, Headmaster, are you sure you want to do this?" Voldemort asked softly.

He already had a premonition in his heart, but he still wanted to struggle, not necessarily to change anything, but... simply to struggle.

The good times with Dumbledore seem to be gone forever...

"Long time no see, Tom!"

Dumbledore, who was reluctant to speak, looked at Voldemort playfully after saying this, waiting for his reaction.

Under his gaze, Voldemort's face showed a gentle smile, as if he had foreseen this moment.

You can say that Old Bee is evil, you can also say that he is hypocritical, you can even use his orientation to humiliate him, but...

Never underestimate his wisdom and his extremely thoughtful mind.

Voldemort didn't even think about which link the problem was, because in his opinion, any link was possible - as long as you are acting, there will always be flaws, and Dumbledore happens to be good at finding flaws.

"Tom?" Harry whispered, looking very confused.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle."

Voldemort made several circles with his wand in the air, finally brought it to his chest, and bowed slightly to several people.

"I don't really like Marvolo as a middle name, it makes me feel deeply connected to Azkaban."

"Do you still believe in fate, Tom?" Dumbledore said with a smile, "I thought you had seen through it."

"Names have magic power, Albus. The Gaunt family should move to Azkaban. It would save a lot of traveling."

Voldemort shrugged and said, "This middle name curses me. Otherwise, how could I, who is both good in character and academics, become a bad person?"

The corner of Professor McGonagall's mouth twitched. She felt that Voldemort's fallacy was very absurd.

"You are still looking for excuses, Tom. When will you admit your mistakes and face your evil?" Dumbledore asked.

"Is it wrong? It's been so long since anyone has spoken to me so directly."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he stood there in a daze for a while. In the process, McGonagall pulled Harry to her side and explained Voldemort's identity to the three of them - this frightened the two children, and Hermione seemed very shocked.

And just when several children were either frightened or surprised, Voldemort's body began to twist, and soon he transformed into Quirrell again.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Voldemort rubbed his long hair vigorously and said, "I really don't understand how Snape accepted greasy long hair. Does he have no money to buy shampoo?"

"Pfft~~"

Hermione was amused by him, but then immediately kept a straight face, because several others looked at her in confusion.

Dumbledore frowned, his eyes full of meaning - neither the wise young Tom nor the old and mentally retarded Voldemort felt that he could say the words in front of him.

In his memory, that person's humor was always inseparable from discrimination, from blood to magic. In short, it sounded like a complete lack of humor.

But the person in front of me seems really different...

Voldemort ignored Dumbledore's gaze. He looked at Hermione and winked at her - he had often done this before - which made everyone believe that he was not nervous at all.

"You've changed, Tom."

Dumbledore said with certainty - he did not believe that Voldemort could perform another self, pride would not allow Voldemort to do so.

"People change. Albus, you also hated Muggles and the Ministry of Magic."

Voldemort's words caused several children to look at Dumbledore in surprise, but Dumbledore did not respond. He just frowned and paid attention to Voldemort.

"I'm not the same person I once was, Albus, maybe we can have a good chat."

Voldemort spread his hands and glanced at the lower left corner - at this time, he was in the [Lin Zuo Moment], the will of the remaining soul was greatly suppressed, and there was indeed no anger in his heart.

"Prove it to me, Tom, and I'll listen to you," said Dumbledore.

"Why don't you let them leave?" Voldemort did not speak immediately, but pointed at the three children and asked.

"Will you allow it?" Dumbledore asked.

Voldemort forced out a polite yet embarrassed smile and looked at Dumbledore.

"I am willing to change my past... mistakes. Yes, that was a mistake." Voldemort decided to make peace with Dumbledore. Although he didn't have high hopes, he would always try.

The residual soul's consciousness was resisting. He obviously didn't want to "surrender and lose half", but [Lin Zuo Moment] suppressed this emotion so that it could not be revealed.

"Do you repent?" Dumbledore asked, "To those who died, to Harry's parents."

Voldemort looked at Harry with an apology on his face: "Harry, I'm very sorry..."

The words stopped suddenly, and Voldemort squirmed, his face flushed - he seemed to want to say something, but seemed to be stopped by something.

The light of [Lin Zuo Moment] is dimming, and the will of the remaining soul seems to be breaking through the shackles of this skill.

"I cannot repent, Albus."

With these words spoken, the remaining soul's consciousness finally stopped struggling, and Voldemort let out a sigh of relief.

If the remnant soul consciousness takes the initiative at this time, the negotiation will be completely over. Fortunately, the remnant soul consciousness just does not admit its mistake, not that it does not want to negotiate - this emotion is obviously not as stupid as Voldemort imagined.

"What's stopping you, Tom, maybe I can help you."

Dumbledore noticed something keenly, and he also tried to communicate - to influence others. Dumbledore liked to do this.

"No."

Voldemort suddenly roared, [Lin Zuo Moment] dimmed directly, [Killing Moment] and [Darkest Moment] simultaneously showed signs of being ignited.

The emotions of the remnant soul affected Voldemort crazily. After breaking [Lin Zuo Moment], Voldemort was full of disgust towards Dumbledore and several others. This emotion came so suddenly and intensely...

The remnant soul's will felt that the main consciousness wanted to obliterate him. He was resisting fiercely and trying to gain dominance.

"Give me some time, Albus."

Voldemort frowned and said, while suppressing the irritability deep in his heart, "I think I have to leave, Albus, this place is no longer suitable for me."

The battle between himself made him want to leave here, but now it seemed that it was not time to communicate.

"You know I won't let you leave. I have enough reasons to keep you." Dumbledore said.

The expression on Voldemort's face was a little anxious, and the mixed emotions made him feel the pain of splitting - the desire to communicate and the desire to resist merged, and the two merged into one extremely complicated thing.

"Everyone stop."

Voldemort's sudden roar - which made him look like a psychopath - was so effective that both thoughts stopped.

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes, and he seemed to see the familiar Voldemort again, violent and cruel.

"Get out of the way, Albus, I don't want to hurt anyone." Voldemort looked at Dumbledore and slowly raised his wand, "Don't stop me."

Dumbledore remained silent and did not speak, while McGonagall nervously protected the three children behind her.

For a moment, she wanted to take the children and leave first, but Voldemort's raised wand prevented her from doing anything rashly.

People are afraid of him, aren't they?

Dumbledore didn't say anything more. After a brief silence, he also raised the Elder Wand that Voldemort had been obsessed with - after enduring it for a year, greed finally appeared in Voldemort's eyes.

"I refuse, Tom!"

Dumbledore said softly but firmly.

23:09. I don’t know how many times I have changed it. I checked it one last time. No matter what, this is the only way~~~