HP in the name of Slytherin

Voldemort could hardly describe what he was feeling at this moment.

At first, he only thought it was someone who looked similar to when he was young...maybe there was another ancestor that did exist. He was still thinking about how this guy appeared and how he could be used.

Although the book records that the snakewood wand was inherited by Aesop, Salazar was so partial to Catherine that it would not be surprising to make another snakewood wand for his younger son.

But Tom himself revealed his identity, he was just his young self.

How come he was recognized by Salazar and brought back to the Slytherin family by Catherine? !

Voldemort, who is proficient in soul magic, can easily capture Tom's breath. His blood and soul are all better than Voldemort's.

Purer blood contains more powerful magic power, and the soul is more stable.

Voldemort suddenly realized why he didn't realize immediately that Tom was him when he was a child.

——Because their temperament and appearance are completely different!

He has never split such a soul at all!

"You..." Voldemort gritted his teeth, [Where did you come from? ! 】

He subconsciously used magic to attack Tom, and even had the energy to use Legilimency on Tom who was watching him.

But Legilimency only read a blank... No, not a blank, but loudly shouting "Voldemort, idiot", and when it was read with force, it poured over like wastewater.

The magic attack was indeed close to attacking the young Tom, but he didn't expect that the lazy basilisk on Catherine's neck suddenly leaned forward, opened its mouth wide and bit it.

The magic power released by Voldemort suddenly disappeared. The basilisk smacked its lips and spit out: "Yue, it doesn't taste good." 】

Voldemort took out his wand, and sensing his emotions, Abraxas hurried forward and stood in front of Voldemort as a human wall.

The three Slytherins on the stage instantly divided into two camps. The Death Eaters below were all stunned. Even if they were controlled by Voldemort's magic field, they were all conscious except for Voldemort's orders. Shi's face was full of confusion, not knowing whether he should step forward to stop him or continue to wait and see.

"Don't be nervous," Catherine touched Haierbo's head, and the small but fierce basilisk immediately put its head back on her shoulder softly, "It was just a little joke, I didn't expect to scare you."

She smiled gently at Voldemort, and beside her was little Tom with an equally innocent face and a cane. At first glance, both of them looked like children.

What Voldemort could say, he couldn't possibly...

Tom blinked his beautiful black eyes like obsidian, opened his mouth slightly with a look of horror, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, Lord Voldemort, I just wanted to make a little joke with you... You won't be angry."

Voldemort:...

What else could he say!

Could he kill these two 11-year-old Slytherins immediately? !

"It doesn't matter," Voldemort twitched his face and pushed Abraxas away from him, "I feel relieved when I see you are so lively. After all, the banquet is held to introduce you, and it can make you feel at home. The best thing."

After he finished speaking, he shook his robe and left the banquet hall directly.

The fear caused by the accident made him dare not stay any longer, but Catherine told Tom in snake language: "His magic field is still there." 】

He just hid in a certain room and paid attention to this place using a special method.

Tom was not yet familiar with the magic field, and he was not as proficient in the flow of magic as Catherine. He had a vague feeling that Voldemort had not gone far due to his soul connection. He did not yet know what the magic field would bring.

But Abraxas soon gave the answer.

The platinum-haired man covered his forehead the moment Voldemort left. When Catherine and Tom finished speaking those words, he stood up straight again, no longer feeling any discomfort on the outside.

Using an elegant aristocratic accent, he said to the Death Eaters in the audience: "The banquet begins!"

The Death Eaters were controlled by Voldemort and spread out in a fan shape, making room for Abraxas, Catherine, and Tom. At the same time, they were neither far nor close. Once Catherine and Tom made any changes, these Death Eaters could immediately surround them again.

Voldemort's caution is evident.

Tom stared at Abraxas when he spoke. Even though he hadn't learned the magic field yet, he vaguely felt the change in Abraxas' aura.

"Father..." Lucius wanted to come up and care about his father.

Abraxas turned his head suddenly, glared at him and shouted: "Get out of here."

Lucius said: "I, I want to..."

Abraxas interrupted him with just one word, "Get out."

He was obviously trying to lure Catherine and Tom to the reception area nearby. As a junior, Lucius could be said to understand etiquette when he came up to serve. No matter what, he would not be scolded.

Abraxas was so impatient that his steps faltered a few times. He staggered to the table, pulled out a chair, and looked directly at Catherine and Tom: "Please sit down!"

Then he stiffly pulled out another chair: "Sit!"

Catherine sat down indifferently, and Tom also sat down, but he kept frowning. After sitting down, he said to Abraxas: "Don't be anxious, you sit down too."

Abraxas' gray-blue eyes had lost their luster, but his body was strangely active. He sat down with a bang, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured tea for Catherine and Tom with shaking hands.

He was like a shoddy puppet. After pushing the tea, he moved closer and said sinisterly: "Miss Catherine, what do you want?"

As if realizing that Abraxas' anomaly had been discovered by the two of them, Voldemort no longer concealed his presence. His voice was as hoarse as smoke, and his voice could be vaguely heard.

"I don't know what you mean," Catherine blinked innocently, "Tom is indeed my brother."

Tom clenched his fists, looked at Abraxas who was being manipulated, stared at the man behind the eyes, and said coldly: "You have something to say that you can't ask directly, why do you have to borrow it from someone else's mouth?" ?”

Abraxas remained motionless, only "looking" at Catherine, and raised his finger: "Where did you get him?"

Catherine smiled silently, picked up the tea cup and drank tea slowly.

Abraxas breathed vigorously and was forced to turn to Tom again. Catherine noticed the Death Eaters starting to walk out and immediately took out her wand.

"Avada Kedavra!" Abraxas threw a green light at Tom.

The distance was too close, and Catherine shook off Herbo and pushed Tom away, so that she was the only one at the center of Avada Kedavra's life.

She was knocked back several steps by the magic shock and was unscathed. However, Abraxas, who used magic, seemed to be hit by Avada Kedavra, and flew upside down amidst the exclamations of some normal guests. go out.

"father!"