Voldemort was dead, but not completely dead.

Just like many years ago, after being hit by the Killing Curse that came from himself, he still had the energy left to turn little Harry into a Horcrux.

At this moment, even though he had been killed by the Killing Curse, he still had the last bit of strength and the last bit of time before his soul dissipated.

However, this time he did not try to linger on, nor did he plan to take revenge on Neville, who was already prepared.

Instead, he set his sights on the giant, Morhot the Salty.

The reason he died was because the other party refused to give him strength. If he could obtain the giant's vitality and magic, he could have resisted this killing curse.

But the problem is that there is no option of refusing "dedication", only "agreeing" or "approving"!

So, how did this giant do it? Why did he dare to refuse his own request?

Could it be that the giant's magic resistance can also work on the soul realm? This is not magic!

"You... aren't you loyal to me? Why? Why would you refuse my request?!" As a loser, Voldemort didn't even have the mood to get angry. He only hoped that this giant, whom he had always despised, could answer his questions.

The giant sage also retracted his disguised "wise" eyes, and became calm and confident. Looking at the miserable appearance of Gaunt Ring Voldemort, Molhot retracted his original mocking expression. After all, this was a part of the master he identified with.

He replied calmly in a broad voice, "It is true that I am loyal to Lord Voldemort, but you cannot necessarily represent Voldemort. You are just a fake and do not deserve to be followed by the giant!"

"Fake? How could it be! Didn't Bella bring you back to swear allegiance to me..." Gaunt Ring Voldemort said in disbelief.

Suddenly, Voldemort's voice changed tone, from calm to a roar filled with anger and hatred.

"Wait! It's Bella! Bella betrayed me!? She's also loyal to another me... That's right! Absolutely!" His voice was as harsh as a wild dog whose tail was stepped on, which made people shudder.

As if he had thought of something important, he turned his head sharply, his eyes fixed on Harry's body, as if he wanted to see through him to see another self hidden inside.

"It's you! It must be you! You discovered Bella when she sneaked into Hogwarts! I was wondering why she was so strange during that time, and she even took the initiative to help me find followers. Only you had the opportunity to discover and contact her!"

There was accusation and resentment in his voice, as if all the faults were attributed to the Horcrux in Harry's body.

"Damn it! You old bastards actually used all these schemes against yourselves! How dare you call yourself Lord Voldemort?"

Voldemort's words were like nails that pierced Harry's heart.

Faced with the accusation that Gaunt's ring was a Horcrux, the Voldemort in Harry's body was obviously a little confused.

He didn't know how to respond, nor did he know what this so-called conspiracy meant.

However, before he had the chance to ask questions, Voldemort, who was conceived and resurrected by the Horcrux of Gaunt's ring, had turned into a ball of dust and completely dissipated.

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