Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

As the wand moved slowly, a foot-wide horizontal line was pulled out of thin air.

Above the horizontal line, the flames are burning; below the horizontal line, the water ripples.

What separates the two is Voldemort's magic.

Looking at the one-meter-long horizontal line in the sky, Voldemort nodded with satisfaction.

Being able to control magic power so finely, perhaps only Dumbledore could do it except himself.

etc.

Plus Grindelwald and maybe Snape.

Voldemort shook his head to clear the complacency from his mind, and then flicked his wand.

"Uh-huh."

The one-meter-long horizontal line turned and curved down, and finally formed an ellipse, forming the Möbius strip he had just thought of.

What was originally the two ends has now become a connecting point, with water and fire hanging upside down and connected in one place.

"Zi La~~"

Water and fire are incompatible, and the fire burns the water waves, making a sudden sound.

Voldemort frowned, lost in thought.

In his vision, water and fire represent two memory personalities, which are finally connected in the form of a Möbius strip.

In this way, they, who were originally on two independent sides, met again in this special environment.

In this way, he can achieve the situation of "opposition everywhere and unity at all times" that he wanted.

But it doesn't seem feasible now.

Fire and water are not compatible, let alone Lin Zuo's memory personality and Voldemort's memory personality.

If the two meet together like this, they will inevitably compete forever.

Voldemort lay down again, looking at the Möbius strip that kept making a "sizzling" sound, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, the yew wand shook, and the Möbius strip began to change.

The magic plane is increasing, and the water and fire are beginning to shrink.

One becomes a small cluster and one becomes a small drop.

Water and fire began to wander at a constant speed on the magic Möbius strip, as if they could no longer touch each other.

The frown relaxed slightly, Voldemort was slightly satisfied with the result.

But soon he frowned again.

If he could maintain the stability of the Möbius strip at all times and keep the two memory characters operating at an even speed, then this form would be advisable.

At least in this case, the two memory characters have achieved "opposition everywhere and unity at all times."

But he couldn't guarantee that he could always take care of them.

Not to mention some magical research that requires full concentration, at least the decisive battle with Dumbledore that will definitely happen, he has no time to be distracted.

In this case, if the Möbius strip constructed in memory and the two memory personalities change, it will definitely be the last straw for him.

"This idea is too hasty."

Voldemort murmured, waving his hand to make the Möbius strip not far away disappear.

But just as he raised his hand, it suddenly hovered in the air.

He frowned and stared blankly at the Möbius strip for a moment, then suddenly shook the wand vigorously.

"call."

The flames and water droplets disappeared, and the magic power transformed into a python hovering in the air.

Its head swallows its own tail into its belly, forming an ouroboros-like state.

This is a quite famous symbol in the magic world.

Eternal life, cycle, destiny...

There are so many definitions of it that wizards are obsessed with its uniqueness.

Voldemort looked at the Ouroboros hovering in the air and was stunned.

In his mind, the image of ouroboros would occasionally turn into a Möbius strip.

At this moment, Lin Zuo's memory character and Remnant Soul's memory character unexpectedly reached an agreement.

There is no longer any dispute between them. There is me in you, you in me, and they are harmonious and unified.

"Bang."

As the magic power was exhausted, Ouroboros disappeared out of thin air, and Voldemort also emerged from this state.

For a moment, the two personalities are entangled again.

Peace no more.

Voldemort didn't care about his mental disorder, and just tried hard to grasp the little inspiration he had before.

He waved his wand, and a much smaller Möbius strip appeared on the left side of his sight.

The wand moved again, and the Ouroboros, also much smaller, appeared on the right side of his sight.

The confusion in his mind was reduced a lot in an instant, as if both Lin Zuo's memory character and Can Hun's memory character could accept the situation in front of him.

"The Möbius strip itself is just an observation of the two-dimensional world from the three-dimensional world. If we use this assumption and deduce it to the four-dimensional world...then the time characteristics will be increased in the Möbius strip."

"But time is just a concept. It's not something that can be touched or seen. How can I catch it?"

"Wait a minute, memory itself is also a concept, so the concept of time can be used as a rule to establish the world of memory."

Voldemort's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he waved his wand to write the time under the Möbius strip on the left side.

But this was not enough. He immediately turned his gaze to the right.

Voldemort's frown deepened. He needed to find a point that was acceptable to the character of the remnant soul and add it to the Möbius strip, otherwise the balance would not exist.

"Eternal life, cycle, destiny...destiny?"

Voldemort murmured, suddenly thinking of the conversation he had with Dumbledore in front of the fireplace.

That night, they talked about fate:

"When you're addicted to it, of course you can't change it."

He remembered that Dumbledore's smile was very gentle at that time, "Things that I believe in will definitely have an impact, so slowly, everything moves towards the track of destiny."

"Does fate also have a trajectory?"

Voldemort couldn't help but murmur, and at this moment, countless memories flashed:

Harry's old house, his own death, Harry's Parseltongue, Lin Zuo's own resurrection ceremony in his memory...

Everything seems to be a cycle, a cycle chasing the trajectory of destiny.

Voldemort raised his wand again and wrote the word "destiny" under the Ouroboros.

"call."

He let out a long breath, put his head slightly away from the recliner and landed on the chair. At the same time, he waved his hand to erase all the graphics and words in front of him.

Staring at the sky full of stars in the darkness, the beauty of the stars still stands in the Qiongyu.

"Create a Möbius strip with time and destiny, let two memories chase like ouroboros, you have me, and I have you..."

He murmured his thoughts, but did not act immediately.

The Memory Cage Curse cannot achieve the effect he wants. If he wants to follow this idea, the first thing he needs to do is to develop the curse again.

It is not difficult to bless your destiny.

Wizards believe this, as long as they add a strong enough sense of identification with destiny to their emotions.

But time is hard.

According to the knowledge he inherited from Lin Zuo, time is just a parameter used by humans to describe the process of material movement or the occurrence of events. It is not a visible existence in itself.

This made it difficult for him to incorporate the concept of time into magic.

In other words, spells, rhythms, and magic circuits are not enough to express time.

"If you try to identify emotions..."

Voldemort muttered and immediately shook his head to deny the idea.

Because of Lin Zuo's influence, it was difficult for him to recognize time as an existing thing.

The Möbius strip with the attributes of time created by such weak emotions is easy to collapse.

Just like if your heart is not strong enough during the Apparition, the result will be a different body and a different body.

He didn't want to play with his life.

"It looks like I need to go to the Ministry of Magic."

Looking at the infinite night sky, Voldemort murmured softly.