[HP] Dark Lord's pet

It didn't even bother to discuss it, they just put Potter aside.

But obviously, both Olivia and Voldemort were in a very manic state.

Olivia forced herself to calm down and urged Arnold to go to rest quickly, even though she also felt that he didn't have a good rest tonight. After Arnold left, Olivia lay down on the bed weakly.

"Did I discover your greatest secret?" Olivia asked Voldemort suddenly, "Is this the secret of your longevity?"

He didn't answer, and Olivia ignored it. She calmed down slowly, truly calm, from the inside out.

"I just said too much, sorry," Olivia turned her back to Voldemort: "Ravenclaw believes that learning is above all else, we don't dislike people who are different, I have no right to judge your right or wrong, this right Your own."

"I found this book on the black market in Germany. It is said that the source is a declining black magic family. Although it is precious, it is not uncommon." Olivia continued: "About this diary, it is in Granada. In the hands of Ginny Weasley of Fundor, I think you should know the source of it best..."

The black mist suddenly floated in front of Olivia's eyes, and the Dark Lord's face was distorted so that no expression could be seen: "You are crying, Olivia, why?"

Olivia touched her cheek with her hand and found that it was indeed wet. She was also surprised: "Did I cry? Why?"

"Are you sympathizing with me? Sympathizing with the Dark Lord?" Voldemort's face was full of anger.

Olivia shook her head: "I didn't invite you, I know you, Tom Riddle—one of the best students at Hogwarts, I have seen your papers many times, and I can't find any mistakes, Some views are even cutting-edge, and you have many honors, prefects, student union president, special contribution awards... I never knew this was you."

Olivia ignored Voldemort's complex eyes and continued: "As Arnold grew up, I always wondered, are you like this too-yes, I know that Arnold is not like me. Now think about it, I am in Arnold So much of you, smart, polite, born to use the rules... But I have to admit, I didn't see him in you, I never knew why, and now I know, you abandoned past--"

"I saw the diary seduce the little girl with words in the Gryffindor Tower, like a smart, loyal and kind friend... I feel familiar and strange, and I am a little scared. What if Arnold becomes like this? "

Olivia stretched out her hand vainly, wanting to stroke the outline of the Dark Lord in the black mist: "You are born to feel that you are different, even though I have used various methods, I can still see his yearning for power , yearning for success. I will not stop him, but I always hope that he will not be confused by power and power. I always think that I am doing well, but I just discovered today that I actually have no confidence. You see, you Aren't you also being swallowed by your own desires?"

"You want to say that the Dark Lord has failed? It's only temporary..."

Olivia looked into the Dark Lord's eyes until he took the initiative to avoid it: "I saw hatred, towards Dumbledore, towards the Savior, towards me, towards the Death Eaters...you resent them, you blame them ?”

"Isn't it? My most loyal servants either died on the battlefield or were buried alive in Azkaban. Those who are outside now are all traitors who betrayed me. They let me down, very disappointed..."

Olivia spoke as if telling a story: "In [-], Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald, and Grindelwald was imprisoned in Nurmengard for life, which represented Grindelwald's supporters—pure The blood family began to decline, and the pro-Muggle faction headed by Dumbledore began to rise. At this time, the pure-blood families of Slytherin chose you. They think you are an excellent pure-blood family with Slytherin blood. The best representatives will inherit Slytherin's own wishes, and will become the sharp sword in the hands of the pure-blood families, leading them to rise again. Of course, you also chose them. This is a choice that is beneficial to both parties."

"But they didn't expect that you were not willing to be controlled, your power was beyond their imagination, the situation changed quickly, and you took the dominant position. But—"

"Shut up!" The Dark Lord seemed to understand what Olivia wanted to say, and made a stern voice: "Stop talking!"

Olivia didn't seem to hear: "But when the pure-blood family is still dreaming of revitalizing the pure-blood dream and trying to gain greater benefits, you have turned your back on them and their pure-blood dream. In other words, you don't Then take this as a dream, of course, you may never have thought about it, this is just an excuse for you to connect with the pure blood family. You started to pursue longevity, intending to eliminate death, and you created Horcruxes. But you didn't find it, you It began to change, the change in appearance You may not care much about it, and you may even like it, but sadly you don't find yourself becoming arrogant, paranoid... Death Eaters who died at your hands are better than those who died on the battlefield What's more, because of a prophecy, you ignored the upcoming victory and wanted to use a child to prove your strength, and then, you fell short..."

"I know." Olivia looked into the dark eyes of the Dark Lord, guessing that if he had a body, it would be as red as blood: "If you recover, you will probably kill me ten thousand times."

Olivia pursed her lips: "I will be careful and won't give you this chance, but if there is such a day, I hope you can still think about me rationally, and don't let Arnold become like you. "

"Olivia, Olivia..." Voldemort read her name with a flash of light in his eyes: "If you are willing to help me recover my body, I don't have to worry about everything during this period, and you can teach Arnold well." , I will not hurt him..."

Olivia smiled and closed her eyes: "My lord, I fell asleep."

Voldemort gritted his teeth and looked at this damn woman, and had to admit that everything was beyond his expectations.

Olivia woke up suddenly, and was surprised that she had slept well.Perhaps it was discovered that things have reached the worst step, and it can't be worse?

After she washed up, she realized that Arnold had woken up, with a slight bruise under his bright black eyes, obviously not well rested.He had already had his breakfast, and was holding a book, but his eyes looked at the diary on the side from time to time—it was said that the diary contained a piece of his father's soul.

Olivia was very glad that Arnold didn't explore it rashly out of curiosity.

After breakfast, Olivia asked Arnold to come over and sat next to the diary together. She clapped her hands: "Al, we are about to study a very dangerous black magic item-Horcrux. This is an extremely rare opportunity. I hope that through Our research can unravel the mystery of some Horcruxes."

Arnold nodded solemnly, and Voldemort floated over without making a sound.

"Okay, so how about starting with you? Let you take the lead, and I will assist—"

Arnold's eyes are shining, which is a sign of his great interest: "First of all, about it itself, the black cover is a little thin, and there is a date, which proves that it has a history of more than 50 years—"

Arnold cautiously turned the first page: "Belongs to TM Riddle, this is the father's name?"

The Dark Lord obviously didn't intend to pay attention to him, Olivia nodded, encouraging him to continue.

Arnold flipped back, a little disappointed: "It's blank, there's nothing."

If Olivia hadn't seen its magic last night, she might not be able to decipher the secret of this diary for a while. Olivia had to admire the idea of ​​the Dark Lord.

"You can write and write." Olivia reminded him.

Arnold nodded, dipped the ink with a quill, thought for a while, and wrote down: Hello, I am Arnold Star.

This line of text flickered on the paper, disappeared as if absorbed by the paper, and then, a line of text appeared on the paper.

Hello Arnold Star.My name is Tom Riddle.How did you find my diary?

Now Arnold didn't need Olivia to say anything, he thought for a while, and took the initiative to write: Hello, Voldemort.

Who are you?Handwriting became a little scribbled.

Arnold Star, your son.Arnold wrote a line of words with evil taste.

Are you cheating on me?Voldemort is my past, present and future, but I'm pretty sure there will be no children in my future.

Seeing this, Olivia smiled half-smile, and unconsciously glanced at the Dark Lord.

Arnold was not surprised. Since he was sensible, he knew that he was not the child expected by his father. If he just heard the news, he would be sad and disappointed. After so long, he has no feeling, let alone he has a Love his mother so much, don't you?

But the fact is that there is already, you released the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets?What do you want to do, clean Hogwarts of people who don't deserve to learn magic?

If you are really his son, you will not fail to understand my purpose. For me, killing mudbloods is not important anymore. My new target is - Harry Potter.

The diary reads quickly and scrambled: How did a baby, without any particularly magical powers, defeat the greatest wizard of all time?How did he escape unscathed, with only a scar, while Voldemort's powers were destroyed.If you were his son, you would know these things.

Arnold looked up at Olivia, who smiled and took the quill and wrote a line.

I know.

and who are you?The soul in the diary reacted quickly.

Olivia Star.I know why you were defeated, if you want to know, tell me the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets.

Olivia Star, the diary seems to be considering the name.can i trust you

Of course, we have the same purpose.Olivia wrote without hesitation.

The entrance to the secret room is in the bathroom on the second floor. If he really has an heir in the future, he must know how to open it.

Olivia raised her eyebrows and smiled, and wrote: Because of a prophecy, and you foolishly believed it.

Olivia didn't respond by looking at the diary again, she closed the diary with a snap, looked at the Dark Lord with raised eyebrows, and said inexplicably: "Interesting."

She turned to Arnold: "Al, tell me what you found."

"He seemed to have been asleep for 50 years, unable to perceive what was going on outside, only through the words written on paper. Besides, he was like a person who lived in a diary, and I noticed that, He's always referring to himself as 'he', not 'me'."

"Keep observation!" Olivia praised him: "This is what I also find interesting. He seems to think he is an independent person. What's even more interesting is that he is here, but the two souls cannot perceive each other. Not knowing existence, not sharing information, so what about harm? If someone destroys him, do you think you will have perception?" She looked at the Dark Lord at last.

Voldemort didn't answer her, but he was clearly thinking too.

"Maybe it's because of not having a body?" Arnold suggested a possibility.

"Maybe," Olivia didn't deny this possibility, but she had already thought of a worse one. I'm afraid they have become independent from each other since the division of the Horcruxes.

"I would also like to add that Horcruxes are not harmless, except for verbal bewitching, I noticed that little girl, Ginny, her body seems to be getting weaker, I guess he can absorb other people's power, if it continues , he may be able to regain his body. So back to this question, if he comes back to life, do you think he will help you?" Olivia looked at the Dark Lord.

Voldemort's eyes flickered.

If he is 16 years old and hears that he has a child, he will only feel that he has abandoned his great dream of longevity.

Voldemort with a child and a woman sounds like an ordinary person, doesn't it?

The great Dark Lord hated the ordinary the most.