Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Emotion determines the effect, magic determines the power, and mental strength determines the hardness.

For the magic spell, the three determine almost everything the magic spell can present.

Spells, wand movements, and more are used to tilt the levers of these three existences.

But now, a thorn was planted in Voldemort's soul by spiritual power.

The magic pool accelerated the speed at which he deprived Riddle of his soul. Last time, he got more than a year's memory, but this time, it was nearly ten years.

If it were said that this huge, incompletely integrated soul only made Voldemort feel that his soul was swollen and dizzy.

There, Del's soaring mental power - teleportation was the surface - brought him the lingering thorn.

Even if he couldn't fully apply this powerful spiritual power, just using the power it radiated had already made him aware of the improvement in the effect of the spell.

The same spell, under the same magic power and the same emotional control, it is almost indistinguishable.

But if you add the radiated spiritual power attribute, this spell will become extremely hard.

Or calling it "sharp" is not an exaggeration.

"No wonder he's known as the most powerful dark wizard of all time."

Voldemort couldn't help but sigh, he finally found the root of his predecessor's strength.

With such mental strength, not only willpower and control will be enhanced.

Every ordinary spell becomes extraordinary.

In addition, I clicked on "Black Magic Specialization", and I would be damned if I wasn't strong in the past.

But this is also a trouble for myself.

Fusion of souls, because during the plundering process, there is a lot of magic power to help baptize, the speed will be very fast, there is no need to worry.

But if you want to completely integrate this powerful mental power into your own soul, you need to use your will to sharpen it day and night.

"If it doesn't work, it will take even longer."

He obviously couldn't accept this result. Although he had theoretically been accelerated, he just wanted to go faster.

Hiding behind the scenes and manipulating Lucius would obviously not gain the recognition of more purebloods.

Those hateful guys are no longer afraid of their own reputation.

They needed to see themselves, not as they imagined, and not in this desolate state.

Rather, it is a real, physical sight that can be touched.

“[The Secret of Time], I’m going to try it.”

Voldemort came up with new ideas, or in other words, he picked up the plan that he had previously rejected.

"I've been away from home for too long, Ginny, and that's the source of my pain."

Voldemort took advantage of his own discomfort - which was visible to the naked eye - and asked Ginny to serve him by "putting me back into the forbidden area, where I can be restored."

Ginny glanced at Voldemort worriedly, and then looked at the silver clouds in the sky. She was frightened by all this.

"Okay, I'll find a way, Jerry." Ginny said bravely.

"Thank you, Ginny." Voldemort rubbed her head, she is a brave child.

In the next period of time, in addition to fusing souls, Voldemort spent more energy on absorbing spiritual power.

With little success, he had to push Ginny.

"The book doesn't seem to be there," Ginny said. "I searched most of the restricted book area and was caught twice, but I couldn't find the book."

Voldemort frowned, he had to doubt that Dumbledore was still holding the book.

"Try again, Ginny. If it doesn't work, just put me back."

The best choice is to find it. If he can't find it, he also needs a quiet place to fuse his soul.

Being with Ginny was such a waste of time, the little one loved being around him.

"Don't worry, Jerry, as long as it's there, I will find it." She said firmly.

In fact, Voldemort had given up on finding the book.

In his opinion, it was very likely that the book was still in the principal's office.

But three days later, Ginny brought back good news.

And that night, he put the diary containing his soul into the restricted book area.

"I'll pick you up in a month, Jerry, come on."

Ginny whispered to him to come on, then hurriedly turned around and left.

She has been running to the forbidden book area these days and has been caught several times, but she doesn't dare to stay any longer.

After Voldemort said a silent farewell to Ginny, he began to try to let his soul leave the diary and enter the "Secret of Time".

This is not difficult, because [The Secret of Time] itself is also a Horcrux.

As the "Horcrux Master", Voldemort specializes in treating various Horcruxes.

"Bo."

As his soul broke into [The Secret of Time], there was a soft sound between the two books.

Mrs. Pince, who was chasing Ginny, glanced at him suspiciously and then looked away.

There were always strange sounds coming out of the forbidden book area, and she had long been used to it.

Voldemort, who entered the "Secret of Time", had already appeared in a dark and deep corridor.

"Elver Matthews."

Voldemort shouted in the corridor. This is the pseudonym used by the author of this book.

Logically speaking, every Horcrux has a Horcrux Master, which is the soul that was cut out.

But after Voldemort called many times, there was no response.

"Is it because he tortured his soul so badly that he died, or is he no longer able to control this world?"

Voldemort guessed and walked slowly deeper into the corridor.

Not long after, he discovered that there were many low doors on the walls of the left and right corridors.

"Creak."

He opened a door and looked inside, and saw a familiar scene:

Elf Matthews sat there while his friend applied a repair charm to his broken ribs.

"Ruthless Matthews, this is not the room I want."

Voldemort murmured, closing the door and walking deeper.

After some searching, he locked his target:

Broken souls repaired.

"Risk of breakage, but worth trying."

Voldemort murmured, coming to Matthews' side and putting his hand on his shoulder.

In an instant, his soul was sucked into Matthews' body - this is the rule of this book, it cannot be stopped, it can only be obeyed.

"Come on, give my soul a shot."

Voldemort heard Matthews's voice and felt his broken soul trembling.

Then the repair spell came, and the whole soul was shaken.

Voldemort, who knew more about this spell, could even imagine the vibration pattern of the ripples.

"ah."

After a short cry, Voldemort shook his head vigorously - actually shaking his soul - and he felt refreshed, as if his soul had become much lighter.

And that sharp thorn became much docile in an instant.

"The effect was unexpectedly good."

Voldemort's soul withdrew from Matthews, felt his own state and said, "If I can control the repair spell, the result should be better."

He said this without actually trying it himself.

The world of this book has its own unique rules, and if he tries it by himself, accidents are likely to occur.

In matters of the soul, it is better not to be too cautious and not to try randomly.

"One more time, I feel like I haven't reached the limit of what I can bear."

If the soul is hit too many times by repair spells, there is of course a risk of being broken, but that requires a threshold.

Before that, he could speed up the fusion of souls at will.

Sure enough, people should be cruel to themselves... He thought this before entering Matthews' body.