Cannon Fodder's Struggle History

Chapter 86 Harry Potter 13

Voldemort took out the diary again, put it on the desk in front of him, and pondered.

"I don't want to. Eternal life is meaningless. I just want to live a full life with the person I love, and finally go to heaven or go to hell hand in hand."

When his little boy said this, his eyes were brighter than the stars in the dark night, staring at him so intently, as if he was making an oath to himself, cautious and yearning.

As long as he thinks that in the future, his little boy will grow up, slowly grow old, and finally close those heart-pounding eyes, his body will become stiff, and he will never call him Vidi affectionately again. I felt a terrible pain in my heart.

Boy, then I would like to grow old slowly with you.

Voldemort, who had made up his mind, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his indecisive heart calmed down. Perhaps, he had long understood that in his mind, the weight of a boy far surpassed eternal life, didn't he?

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the black diary. After a shock, Tom Reard appeared in front of Voldemort.

"Voldemort, it's surprising that you summoned me again." Tom Reard swayed nonchalantly.

The reason why he is so unscrupulous is very simple, Voldemort cannot give up immortality, and he is the Horcrux necessary to make the resurrected body.

"This is your last chance to speak, cherish it, my soul." Voldemort twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a grim smile.

He started chanting a spell, and the attraction between the souls instantly increased, and Tom Reard's white smoke-like figure rushed towards Voldemort's body.

"Ahhhh, you actually want to merge souls!! Don't you want to live forever anymore??" Tom Reard drifted towards Voldemort uncontrollably, and his fear could be heard in his voice and anger.

Voldemort didn't speak, but beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, his hair was disheveled, and after being wet with sweat, strands of it stuck to his cheeks. It seemed that he was also very laborious to fuse his soul.

When all the white smoke disappeared, Voldemort fell to the ground with a puff, his face contorted in pain, his head was held in his hands, and his body began to convulse.

The diary is the earliest Horcrux he made, and it is also the most important one. After 28 years, this Horcrux began to grow, with a different thinking from Voldemort, and began to become an independent individual.

And Voldemort not only made the Horcrux of the diary, but also the locket of Slytherin, the gold cup of Hufflepuff and the ring of the Gunter family. The production of these Horcruxes weakened the power of Voldemort's soul.

This made it extremely difficult for him to fuse the soul pieces in the diary.Two souls from the same source began to fight each other, each hoping to absorb the other and gain control of the body.

Voldemort's eyes began to change color constantly, fiery red and blue-black appeared alternately.

Regulus had just stepped into Voldemort's manor with a gift in his hand, and suddenly felt panicked, and the bag in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

problem occurs! !He nervously ran up to the second floor, pushed open the door of the study, and saw Voldemort lying on the ground with a huge amount of magic power erupting from his body. If he hadn't flashed so fast, he would have been almost overwhelmed by the sudden magic riot. Fry to pieces.

Everything in the room was flying and smashing everywhere because of Voldemort's magic power. The walls were almost destroyed. Tables, chairs, vases, bookshelves, books... were flying everywhere.

"Viddy!" Regulus yelled, and quickly dodged the flying stools. After struggling to avoid these flying objects, he finally came to Voldemort's side.

Voldemort is constantly devouring that piece of soul, revisiting his disgusting childhood once again, being bullied and isolated in the orphanage, it doesn't matter, he is accompanied by snakes, and was forced by Dumbledore to reflect and apologize, It doesn't matter, he endured it, when he first arrived in Slytherin, he was ridiculed by those students, it doesn't matter, one day he will trample all these people under his feet.

Until an anxious voice sounded next to his ears, with worry, his body was hugged, and he felt a very comfortable and joyful breath in his chest.

Regulus!his little boy!

Suddenly a terrifying power erupted, and Voldemort's eyes turned fiery red again. He finally swallowed the piece of soul completely, and his body didn't twitch anymore. Like the ones out of the water.

Without the control of magic power, things flying around fell from the sky with a clatter. When Regulus spit out the internal force in his body, he shook the big desk above the two of them away.

"Viddy, are you alright? Is there any other discomfort?" Regulus hugged Voldemort with great effort, kicked the overturned sofa upright, put him on it, and asked carefully, pulling out the sofa. Wiped the sweat off Voldemort's face with a handkerchief.

"I'm fine, it's just that a little accident happened." Voldemort leaned on the sofa a little weakly, his head was still a little uncomfortable, and he felt a strange feeling of dizziness, but his whole thinking seemed to be clear Wake up, even the magic power has increased.

He miscalculated the power of that piece of soul, and was almost devoured. Fortunately, the result was perfect, and he didn't want to say it to make Regulus worry.

"It's called a little accident. It really pissed me off. Did you absorb the soul in the diary?" Regulus saw the diary falling on the ground, and immediately gave Voldemort a hard look.

He took out the double-sided mirror and contacted Irene: "Irene, I need a soul stabilizer and the materials I need, I'll have the house elf deliver them right away."

Irene on the other side of the mirror was a little surprised by Regulus' eagerness, but she nodded immediately, expressing that she would get out the soul stabilizer as soon as possible.

Voldemort smiled. The little boy was worried about his appearance, which surprised and comforted him.

What flattered Voldemort even more was that Regulus put the hot water in himself, and Voldemort lay comfortably in the bath, while the little boy carefully scrubbed his body clean with a towel.

When the refreshed Voldemort sat at the dining table, Regulus brought the dinner himself again, cut the steak into small pieces, and fed them into Voldemort's mouth piece by piece.

Chewing the black pepper steak, Voldemort thought silently in his heart, when he fused other soul pieces, he must let the little boy know that he is struggling, his body is very weak, and he needs someone to take care of him.

"Okay, sleep well and take good care of your body." Regulus pulled the quilt up for Voldemort, slipped in himself, put his arms around Voldemort's waist, put his cheek on his chest, and rubbed against him, Seriously exhort.

"Sweet dream, my little boy." Voldemort naturally put his arms around him and said good night softly.

In the middle of the night, the whole room was silent, only the sound of long breathing could be heard. Voldemort on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, lowered his head, and could barely see the vague outline of the little boy in his arms.

I leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, it felt very sweet, even better than the taste of toffee in my memory, it was as sweet as my heart.

He couldn't help but continue to kiss those pink lips, a torn spell ripped apart the nightgown on Regulus' body, and touched that smooth and moist body with both hands, the touch was incredible.

The mouth followed the chin to the chest, and after kissing his small chest, Voldemort smacked his lips, with a little satisfaction and a little sarcasm: "In the end you still belong to me, boy."

When he was falling asleep, Regulus felt someone touching his body, couldn't help but raised his hand and patted it, and muttered: "Stop making trouble, go to sleep."

Being slapped on the head, Voldemort touched the place where he was slapped, carefully stopped his movements, and continued to carefully fiddle with the little sprout after Regulus fell asleep again.

He made a gesture, it looked very small, with a smell unique to Regulus, he lowered his head, took this small sprout into his mouth, and started to suck it.

He remembered that doing so gave a man the greatest enjoyment and pleasure.Not knowing Regulus' age at all, his little brother has only one use for the time being, and the remaining use is not ready yet.

His little brother was being kissed, licked and sucked, and even Regulus was woken up after sleeping like a pig, not to mention, he only fell asleep peacefully because he was by Voldemort's side.

The moment he opened his eyes, he immediately felt that his body was weird, with a black head buried between his legs, and his face turned completely black due to the stimulation.

"Bastard!!!" Kicking Voldemort hard, Regulus felt that his little brother was wet and numb, and he was even more furious.

"It's burning." After casting a spell, the whole room was lit up, and Voldemort was lying on the ground.

Regulus pulled the quilt to wrap his naked body, jumped out of bed angrily, and pointed at Voldemort: "Viddy, what are you doing at night?"

Unexpectedly, Voldemort got up slowly, staring at Regulus with dark blue eyes, and licked his mouth: "Little boy, didn't you enjoy it just now?"

Staring at him fiercely, Regulus gritted his teeth: "You are Tom Reard in the diary!! Where's Viddy?"

"Voldemort? Probably in a deep sleep." Tom Reard blinked, leaned over, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Didn't expect, I was able to fool him, pretending to be swallowed by him, glad to see you again Well, dear Rael."

sleeping?Regulus didn't care about Tom Reard's arrogant words, he just grasped such a word, suddenly raised his hand fiercely, and punched him in the stomach.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Tom Reard knelt down with a pale face and clutched his stomach. After a while, he raised his head. His eyes had turned into the red rabbit eyes that Regulus was familiar with. .

"My little boy, you're so ruthless."

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