The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

"Damn it!"?0?2

?0?2 Suddenly, the pain stopped, and Voldemort stopped torturing.

"Pathetic Mudblood," he snorted, "you lost the opportunity to follow in the footsteps of the world."

"I don't want to see the world destroyed." Ricardo straightened up with difficulty and raised his chin.

Voldemort didn't say anything to him this time and waited for him to speak.

The bet was right. Ricardo was relieved in his heart, but his face remained expressionless.He needs to be taught by Voldemort. After all, this is a fragment of his memory. With his education, learning and control will be faster.

After all, he is considered one of the demon kings, so this skill shouldn't be a problem.

"Actually, I'm very curious, why don't you go to that hypocrite Dumbledore for help and come to settle accounts with me." Voldemort said suddenly.

"I can only threaten you, not him." Ricardo explained simply.

"It seems that you mudblood is not hopeless," Voldemort said with satisfaction, hearing Ricardo's distrust of Dumbledore in his words. "Look at his behavior! He even knew that I was attached to Quirrell, but he Still don’t care!”

Ricardo clearly saw that Kino's body shook - but it was not controlled by Voldemort.

"Do you know why? He wanted to use me to train the savior! Because it was difficult to kill me completely, he had to rely on the power of the predicted destiny!"

"Even I tell you, he knew you were injured that day! But in order to kill me, he did not hesitate to sacrifice everything. Even if you are a Hogwarts professor now, he will let you accept my torture! What kind of justice is he? ! He is just another choice for Grindelwald!"

"He is a good maintainer of order. Whether you admit it or not, he is there," Ricardo said, neither affirming nor denying. "I don't blame him. In this world, except for parents - oh, no need to except ——No one has to be nice to me, and I don’t have to blame anyone.”

"Are you an orphan?" Voldemort's focus was somewhat strange.

"I'm an orphan."

"..."

Voldemort felt a little uncomfortable and quickly changed the subject to divert attention:

"So, what do you want to do now?"

"It seems that we have reached the first step of consensus, you can't destroy me." After a short rest, Ricardo re-entered the state, "Then, we can continue to communicate."

"Okay, Mudblood."

Voldemort's aura became cold again.

"I have a preliminary understanding of black magic and mastered certain theoretical knowledge, but now, my mind is full of practical videos. This is the power of black magic that I already have."

"Now, what I ask you to teach is mainly the control technology of black magic and the principle system of black magic. Finally, if you can, give me some magic patterns of magic spells."

"The magic mark of the curse?" Voldemort laughed exaggeratedly, "Do you think I would be so kind?"

"You really have?"

"I'm too lazy to learn such boring things," Voldemort said with disdain. "However, there are a few families who are particularly enthusiastic about it, and the Slytherin Woley is their honored guest."

"Anyway, you just need to give answers to black magic problems and black magic control techniques." Ricardo still didn't ask for that much.

"What can I get?"

"How about an unbreakable vow?"

"Unbreakable oath?" The expression on Voldemort's face was subtle, somewhere between curiosity and ridicule.

"Are you sure, Mudblood? Make a deal with me? An oath with the devil?" He sneered. "I've known since I was six years old that an oath is the most unreliable thing in the world."

?0?2?0?2 "Of course, Tom Riddle, an Unbreakable Vow," Ricardo said softly, "Maybe Quilinas agrees to be our witness."

"What we want is not alliance, but cooperation, right?"

His black eyes without any emotion were staring at Voldemort. In a daze, Voldemort seemed to see Dumbledore.

"……it is good."

A stream of black gas floated out from the back of Kino's head and floated to a nearby bench.When the smoke completely disappeared, the back of Kino's head became bare, and someone sat on the bench.

其实很难说明对方是一个人——那东西有着人类孩子的外形。但里卡多从没见到过什么东西这么不像孩子的——它没有头发，而且表面有鳞片。它的背是裸露的，黑红色。?0?2?0?2?0?2

Its arms and legs were thin and fragile, and its face—never a face like that of a child—was flat, snake-headed, and had gleaming red eyes.

The little thing raised its tiny arm, and Ricardo stepped forward in time. Under Kino's stunned eyes, they held each other's right hands.

"You need to hold the wand, Quilinus? 6? 1 Kino." Voldemort said coldly.

He pulled out his wand, still looking surprised.

"You need to get closer, idiot," he said.

Kino finally regained his composure, walked forward, stood beside the two of them, and nodded the wand tip on their intertwined hands.

Ricardo spoke.

"Voldemort, are you willing to teach me wholeheartedly as I learn to control the dark arts?"

"I do," Voldemort said.

A thin, blazing tongue of fire shot from the wand, like a red hot wire, wrapped around their clasped hands.

"Are you willing to guarantee that I will not be intentionally harmed by you during this period?"

"I do," Voldemort said.

A second tongue of flame burst from the wand, intertwining with the first in a thin, glowing red chain.

By this time Voldemort was getting a little impatient.

"Also, if necessary...if I am controlled by black magic in an objective sense..." Ricardo whispered, "are you willing to kill me in time and send away my soul?"

There was a moment of silence.Kino looked at Ricardo, his wand hanging between their clasped hands, his eyes wide.

"I do." Voldemort said. At this time, his eyes were shining with strange light, as if he was looking at the Mudblood in front of him again.

Kino's pale face was flushed by the light of the third tongue of fire. The tongue of fire spurted out from the wand, intertwined with the previous two, and tightly wrapped around the two hands they held together, like a rope. Like a fire-breathing snake.

"Then, it's my turn next, Mudblood. I have only one request..."

Not far away, the boy named Harry Potter suddenly covered his lightning-shaped scar.

……

(Small theater: In the Gryffindor common room, the boy named Harry Potter suddenly covered his lightning-shaped scar.

"Snape must be doing something bad again!"

……at the same time.

In the Potions classroom, the man named Severus Snape yawned.

"Damn it, what are you doing!")