Fantasy World Transmigration

Konjas looked at Tom Riddle when he was young, calmly said: “Very good, compared to those of Dumbledore, we should be more likely to communicate between the two…because those who believe in ‘love’ People, people who cling to their own ideas, people who believe in power are more likely to be persuaded, just as Dumbledore first saw you, he used power to make you admit mistakes, right?”

Konjas laughed: “It’s a hypocritical person. For a suspicion, a child who is born with cruelty, Dumbledore chose intimidation and violence to warn you and make you admit your mistakes.”

“From this point of view, Dumbledore is a hypocritical and intelligent person!” The scorpion said with a slight smile: “He saw your nature at a glance, and chose to use your way to warn you… … This proves two points. Dumbledore believes that you are a born cruel man, or that he believes that someone is a natural and savior, and that life is the Dark Lord… This is different from what he claims.”

“Hogworth has taught many of your professors that you are like this because they give you love is not enough.”

“But Dumbledore claims…you are just born to be so evil and cruel.”

“So he saw a first face in front of you at the orphanage and burned a closet in front of you. With the fierceness and violence of the fire, you will admit your mistakes, and for the prophecy will end your savior, but he will set him up. In a cold and cruel environment than you are in an orphanage, let him grow up in cold violence and contempt… just because you are the Dark Lord, he is the savior.”

“Although the wizards do not believe in religion, Dumbledore’s views are exactly the same as those of the Western Muggles who believe in Christianity. They all admire something above the ‘human’ itself. For Muggles, That is God. For Dumbledore, I don’t know what it is! It may be fate or it may be a certain idea.”

“They believe that everything is run under the idea of ​​God, or Dumbledore’s faith. Good and evil are born, prophecy is established, and human nature is determined before he is born… for example You are Voldemort, and Harry Potter is the Savior!”

“In a sense, what Dumbledore believes is more rancid than your bloodline theory!”

Tom Riddle laughed. His temperament was elegant and calm. Every move was more noble than the pure blood who claimed to be a natural aristocrat. It is no wonder that those pure blood would be led by such a muddy species. Of course, it really works. It is also the power of Voldemort, but it does not matter with the temperament of his appearance.

Tom Riddle, who is forbearing and disguised, is really easy to like.

After splitting the seven pieces of soul with him, the madness and temper, the exposed shackles and cruelty are very different. Both Chen Ang and the konjac believe that no one is born to be evil, but pinning his soul fragments on the application. On the Dark Lord’s items, let your souls touch the darkness, incitement and distortion of the Dark Magic for a long time. It is also difficult to think of evil.

And let the soul escape from the protection of the flesh, to touch the chaotic and distorted magic, what is the difference between the sugar and the sugar that is eaten?

Voldemort has only been a bit mad now, and has fully explained the strength of his will and the firmness of his heart. For this madman who pursues eternal life, there is a bit of appreciation for the madman. In the words of the monk, this is also a certain To a certain extent, the heart is firm.

Tom Riddle whispered: “I am very happy that someone sees Dumbledore’s hypocritical face like me. Dumbledore believes that there is absolute good and evil in this world, but I don’t think there is absolute good or evil in the world. The difference lies only in the strong and the weak who cannot distinguish the facts. In this sense, Dumbledore is a strong… but he always indulges in the will of the weak.”

“So you are sorry?” said Mufusi, who shook his head. “No, Dumbledore just insisted on his own will. Many people think that he is standing in the half of the weak, but in reality he is standing with him like us. One side. Carrying out one’s own will…not being moved by others. Do you think that Dumbledore is succumbing to the will of the group? In fact, he is driving those who carry out their will.”

“Dumbledore and you are very good at catching the weaknesses of the weak, you caught their fears, and Dumbledore caught their love…so Snape once succumbed to you…”

Tom Riddle, no, it should be said that Voldemort laughed. He nodded. “Yes, we are all strong…but our goals are different. I pursue, as my name suggests, Voldemort. – Beyond death, achieve eternal, and control everything. And Dumbledore, he is too weak. He is pursuing a pair of wool socks (in the English context, wool socks refer to family, or love). In the process of implementing our own determination, we are equally cold.”

“This should be the reason why we are strong.”

But at this time, Morris sneered: “Strong?” he asked, and then smiled: “No, no… for these people.” His wand drew on the heads of the Death Eaters. A circle said: “You may be called a strong, but now, I am here. And you or Dumbledore and they are actually no different … are weak.”

“Spiritual skills!”

Instead of wielding a wand, Morpheus took two words calmly, and applied a classic arcane spell to Voldemort. The arcane energy from the Well of the Eternal was turned into a circle of azure. Set on Voldemort, his subtle arcane control energy suppresses part of the mental retardation, lest Voldemort really become a mentally handicapped.

He just extracted all the Voldemort’s spell intelligence and memory.

“The mortal beings in this magical world…and your ideals can be counted as well.” The sorceress pointed at Tom with a slight smile.

“A wizard who has left the wand and can’t even beat the monsters can only claim the strong in front of you!” said the sorcerer of the Death Eaters.

“I want you to come out, not to discuss your beliefs about ‘weakness’ and ‘ridiculous’ with you, but to make my authority deeper and firmer in their hearts. I want these ants to be small and short. In my life, when I think of me, I will be deeply feared…” The whispers of Morpheus echoed in the ears of everyone.

“Now, you still don’t know who you are facing.”

“But you will know soon!”

Konjas lifted his wand to Voldemort, an incredible and resentful man, whispering: “Malicious deformation!” In the invisible field of the magic of the Arcane, Tom Riddle’s body suddenly twisted, his face fear The twisted into a ball, but the silk struggled, turned into a big black dog.

“I hope that Sirius will like you now!” said Devils indifferent to the black dog formed by Voldemort.

He glanced at the gu lu behind him, and he had become a gulu trembled with Bojin. He was so horrified that he pulled out a bottle of powerful fascinating agent from the arms, and Voldemort turned into a big black dog. It was up, but the gu lu, who was afraid of the genius, almost held him down and poured the fascinating agent into Voldemort’s mouth.

“Send it to Sirius!” Devils said indifferently: “I am also a chance to revenge for Sirius!”

“I hope he doesn’t hate me… The man who is the Dark Lord does not have a chance. The last such person is Albus Dumbledore.”

The big black dog eyes that Voldemort turned into must be pulled out! It has a pair of dog eyes full of bloodshot eyes, staring at the konjac with great grievances. The konjac bowed his head and said to him: “Hate me! Your hatred can bring you strength, as long as your soul still has a pin on the soul. Above the device, you have no resistance in front of me.”

“Pain and hatred will make you realize, realize that you are still a weak person… Try to become stronger! At least get the “Black Undead” to recover your lost soul fragments, otherwise you will re-taste the humiliation “”

“You have to be lucky to have Sirius closed here… Otherwise, a real dog will make you a joke in the whole magic world.”

“Look!” Chen Ang pointed at the Death Eaters. They looked at the fear of Chen Ang’s eyes and looked at Voldemort’s eyes. In the eyes of the sensitive Voldemort, there was no respect and fear in the past. Instead,… With a bit of weirdness, the konjac whispered with a smile: “Look at them, who will go to fear you, who is willing to be loyal to you from the bottom of my heart?”

“This is what I want, they surrender to power and surrender to me!”

Konjas turned his head and said: “Your Majesty!”

A unkempt Death Eater first hesitated to stumble, and then the second one, gradually they fell to the ground faster and faster, standing fewer and fewer people, but for a while, in Voldemort There is no one in front of the Death Eaters. They stumbled in the cell, and the wand in the hands of the konjac waved, and the black magic mark under the left hand wrist of the Death Eaters was vividly visible.

The Death Eaters rushed to the same pain, and all the Dark Marks disappeared. In exchange for the right hand, the pain of a hot iron, the Fire Dragon mark of an event, the enthusiasm of the students. On their right hand arm, move towards their heart.

“Hate me!” Capricorn said with a slight smile: “Your eyes are very powerful now… this is what I want.”

Rogers turned to the former Death Eaters and said, “Your loyalty to the Dark Lord, not Voldemort, this is very good, so that I can not kill, although you can live and die for me, but I still hope I can have some living people, wizards, not domestic little fairy or undead creatures.” He turned and restored the prototype.

“If someone violates my order, then I will not give him a second chance. I will turn him completely into a domestic little fairy, just like Bojin Bock.”

Hearing the name of gu lu, a whispered exclamation came from the former Death Eaters, and the sorrowful cold wand extended the wand to turn the former Death Eater into a ugly one. The domestic little fairy, the powerful force of malicious deformation, immediately took root in all the former Death Eaters.

“Master!” The house raised little fairy and screamed wildly: “Master, don’t, beg you, master…” But Gu Lu’s rapid apparition came back and took him away.

“You see, loyalty is cheap.” Konjac whispered with a smile.

The Death Eaters below were even more fearful and frightened. Everyone was kneeling on the ground and did not dare to make a sound.

“Now, your dark Lord of allegiance is me – Konjac!”

“As a new Dark Lord, I ordered you to contact your companions who are not in Azkaban, to convey this change to them, and bring them here. If they disobey, then I will give you to you. The power of the mark, forcibly bring them over. This mark is called the Milwaukee Star, through which you can sense the power of the Milky Star in the sky.”

“This power will allow you to contact me and borrow my strength.”

“It is also a punishment mark for traitors. My joy and hatred, rewards and punishments will be expressed through it.”