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In a dimly lit room, a figure used some kind of red liquid to outline mysterious and incomprehensible magic patterns on the wall.If you look carefully, there is no furniture in the entire room. The four walls, ceiling and floor are already covered with dense magic patterns.

There is a wooden platform made of locust wood in the center of the room, with six white candles placed on top of the wooden platform.The candle is lit, but the burning flame is not the warm color close to the sun that a normal candle lights, but a cold blue that is terrifying.

The wax oil of this candle is made of mermaid oil and werewolf bone meal, and the wick is made of Veela's body hair.

This kind of candle is called soul-locking wax. As long as it is lit, the surrounding ghosts or ghosts will feel the biting cold.It was the cold that froze their souls, making them gradually unable to move.

Under the six soul-locking waxes is a silver six-pointed star magic circle, which Rick sketched with a bottle of unicorn blood purchased from the black market.

"It's not easy to finally arrange this soul decomposition ritual! I haven't written so many magic patterns for a long time, and I am already a little rusty."

In a corner of the wall, after Rick wrote the last stroke, he stood up, wiped the sweat with his sleeves, and sighed in a low voice about the hardship of this job.

He put away the werewolf blood and the brush in his hand, then turned around and came to the wooden platform.His left hand reached into the leather bag at his waist and took out the black sealing bottle that sealed Voldemort, and placed it in the center of the six-pointed star magic circle.

"Seal release!"

Following Rick's order, the cap on the sealed bottle began to loosen.Before the lid was opened, a wisp of black smoke seeped out from the gap.

As the bottle cap completely detached from the mouth of the bottle, Voldemort's soul sealed inside rushed out of the seal like a river dam collapsing.

"Haha! I'm free! Damn wizard, I'm going to kill you! Ah? This is soul-locking wax! Damn it! What do you want to do?"

Voldemort came out of the sealed bottle and floated on the hexagram circle, looking at Rick with his scary face.When he discovered that there was no centaur seal in his body, he immediately thought of getting rid of the daring wizard in front of him.

But just when he was about to take action, the unusually cold breath made him realize that something was wrong with the situation in front of him.Voldemort looked down in the black smoke and found that he was trapped by six pieces of soul-locking wax. He was horrified and began to question Rick.

"What to do? Of course I'm going to squeeze you dry! You are full of treasures, how could I keep you locked in a bottle?"

Looking at Voldemort's ever-changing face, Rick smiled maliciously with the corners of his mouth raised.

"Little thief! I am Voldemort, the most powerful Dark Lord! I am immortal! If you dare to kill my soul, you will definitely take your life when you bring me back to life!"

Voldemort, as the Dark Lord of the generation, had a profound research on black magic.He had just observed his surroundings, looking at the six-pointed star formation below, the soul-locking wax, and the red magic patterns in all directions. He already understood that the wizard in front of him wanted to decompose his soul.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he was furious. As a Dark Lord, how could he endure such injustice.

His face was distorted and deformed.Loudly threatened Rick.

"Haha, didn't you just make a Horcrux? Do you think a Horcrux is invincible? It can make you immortal? Oh, let me think about it, your Horcrux should have a diary from your student days, right? Tom ·Riddle.”

Looking at the incompetent and furious Voldemort, Rick continued to smile evilly, and his words could be described as murderous.

"What? Little thief! What are you talking about? Let me go! As long as you let me go now, when I get the entire magical world, I will share half of it with you."

Voldemort's black smoke-like soul was shaking crazily, and he cursed in his heart that the wizard in front of him was well prepared and actually knew him well.After 12 years of failure, such a powerful wizard appeared in this world, which made Voldemort feel an inexplicable and strong sense of crisis.

This sense of crisis was stronger than the one brought to him by the prophecy that the son of prophecy defeated him.

Although what the wizard in front of him said was all true, Voldemort was not a fool. How could he admit it all the moment he came up? He pretended not to hear much of what Rick was saying, and continued to paint a bigger picture for Rick, tempting him to let him go. Own.

"A Horcrux refers to an object that hides part of a person's soul. The process of making a Horcrux is that you split your soul and hide part of it in an object outside your body.

In this way, even if your body is attacked or destroyed, you will not die.Because there is still a part of the soul that is not damaged in this world.Moreover, in order to successfully make a Horcrux, you must murder other people, so that the soul can be split and put into the Horcrux.

I'm right, Mr. Tom.You must have made a Horcrux based on this principle.Your first Horcrux is a diary, and the souls inside are mainly memories from your student days.

Also, your other Horcruxes include Gaunt's Ring, Nagini, Hufflepuff's Gold Cup, Slytherin's Locket, and Ravenclaw's Diadem.Do you want me to tell you where these Horcruxes are now?

You made six Horcruxes, right.Don't look at me with surprised eyes.If I say you have another Horcrux that even you don't know about.

Are you going to collapse on the spot!The Dark Lord, Voldemort, Mr. Tom Riddle. "

Looking at Voldemort's disbelieving expression, Rick felt that it was very satisfying to tell these most intimate secrets in front of him.

"Damn it! Who are you? Why do you know this?"

a bolt from the blue!

Voldemort had lost all control at this time. He didn't understand why the strange wizard in front of him knew the secret he had hidden so deeply.

A breath that was even colder and biting than the soul-locking wax came from his heart, making him feel like he had fallen into an endless abyss of ice.

"I'm an ordinary Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. The school I'm working at is the school you applied for and was rejected. Now you already have the answer in your mind. That's right, it's Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. .”

"Damn it! Damn it! I must kill you!"

Voldemort felt like a fruit girl without any covering, and the secrets about him had been clearly seen by the other party.

"Unfortunately, you can't do it. Well, in order to obtain your black magic inheritance, I would like to remind you that when you killed Harry Potter, you unconsciously divided your soul into another part and kept it. It's in Harry Potter's body, so according to the principle of making Horcruxes, he can also be regarded as one of your Horcruxes. The sea is similar to Nagini."