Hogwarts: Wizards Supreme

"Resurrection for me? You?" Tom said sarcastically.

"Yes, I am willing to do this in order for me to solve those confusions." Brian said, "Of course, it is also because you are not that difficult for me to accept. Although your idea is very extreme, it is at least good for us. "

"I don't object to resurrecting you, Tom. Although you once wanted to swallow my life." Brian smiled.

"You moved me to tears, Brian." Tom laughed mockingly.

"Who makes me not sure to get the real answer from you?" Brian said helplessly, "Even if I am sure to control you now..."

"Okay, as long as you resurrect me first, I will satisfy your request." Tom sneered.

"You know, Tom, trust is the most unreliable thing. But..." Brian paused and said, "We can make an unbreakable vow."

Tom narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Are you serious?"

"That's right, as long as you promise to answer a few of my questions truthfully, and of course...you can't reveal anything about me in any way - after all, I don't want to be noticed - then, I am willing to do whatever I can to help you resurrect, Tom." Brian mused.

"You know the consequences of breaking your oath, Brian, only death." Tom said in a soft voice.

"Yeah, I know very well." Brian smiled.

"I can promise you, after all, I have no other choice, right?" Tom said.

"Maybe." Brian nodded.

"We need a witness."

"Just in time, I brought one tonight." Brian smiled, "Although I originally wanted to find Lockhart..."

"Draco, you can come here." Brian called.

A gust of wind blew by, and there was a rustling sound all around. There was no other reaction.

"Emergency manifestation." The tip of Brian's wand emitted a ripple-like silver light, which flowed around, and finally outlined a motionless silver-white figure behind a tree trunk not far away.

"Draco." Brian pulled Draco out. The boy was looking at Brian in disbelief, as if he was meeting him for the first time, and he seemed to be looking at some terrifying prehistoric monster.

"You...Brian...let's go back, okay?" His tone was trembling slightly. Parts of the conversation he heard struck him as inappropriate.

Brian looked him up and down, looked at his extremely pale complexion and evasive eyes, and said helplessly: "I asked you not to follow me... But don't worry, you will be fine..."

"Him? From the Malfoy family?" Tom glanced condescendingly.

Draco shrank behind Brian, his face turning even paler. He remembered that this man had just used the Death Curse.

"Why don't you run, Draco?" Brian said, "If you are sensible enough, you should run for your life when he uses that spell."

"But you're still here..." Draco lowered his head and muttered softly.

Brian looked at him seriously, his eyes more calm and melancholy.

"Draco, he is the heir of Slytherin." Brian said softly, "Didn't you say you would help him? We will be on the same team after today."

"Really?" Draco looked up at him sharply and said in a difficult voice, "Is he Weasley or someone else?"

"Of course not Weasley." Brian comforted softly, "But maybe he will be a pure-blood savior or something..." At this point, Brian smiled sarcastically.

Draco's breathing quickened slightly. He looked at Tom, swallowed, and his face turned red.

"That's right, isn't this what you've always wanted?" Brian said seductively, "Do a great cause."

Tom had a mocking expression on his face.

"What should I do?" Draco gritted his teeth, a little excited and nervous. He felt like he was part of a great organization.

"It's very simple, take out your wand and come close to us, Draco." Brian said softly, "You just need to be a witness. You should know about the Unbreakable Vow."

"Of course!" Draco pulled out his wand and said excitedly.

"So, Tom, let's discuss the content of the oath..." Brian said with a smile.

In the deep forest, Brian and Tom held each other's right hands as if they were shaking hands in a friendly way. Draco lit his wand on the two clasped hands, his expression looking nervous and excited.

Brian only felt that the hand was as cold as if it had been fished out of ice water.

"Are you willing to answer my next questions truthfully and promise not to leak my information in any way in the future?" Brian said softly.

"I do," said Tom.

A thin tongue of dazzling fire spurted out of the wand and wrapped around both hands.

"So, are you willing to help Tom Marvolo Riddle resurrect to the best of your ability?" Tom said every word.

"I do." Brian showed a faint smile.

The second tongue of fire spurted out from the tip of the wand and intertwined with the first, forming a thin, glowing red chain.

Finally, when the two hands separated, the chain merged silently into their hands.

"Very good, then, we are a team." Tom said softly, his voice floating in the forest, seeming a bit hollow.

"Yeah..." Brian said.

The two of them smiled thoughtfully, for unknown reasons. Neither of them mentioned any agreement about not attacking each other.

"So, what are you asking?" Tom said lazily, leaning against a tree.

"Wait a minute..." Brian pondered for a moment and said to Draco, "I'm very sorry, Draco..."

"What?" He turned his head in confusion.

"Collapse!" There was a flash of red light, Draco fainted and fell to the ground, and his wand fell aside.

Brian picked up his wand and sighed softly.

"It's really wonderful." Tom clapped his hands gently and said mockingly.

"I'll make him forget what happened tonight. After all, I have to be careful about Dumbledore..." Brian said calmly.

"So, Tom, the first thing I want to ask...how does it feel to be reborn in another person's body?" Brian looked into Tom's eyes and said calmly.

"Is that why you asked?" Tom narrowed his eyes.

"After all, no one else can replicate your experience." Brian said, "Please answer my question, Tom."

"It's a bad feeling, Brian." Tom looked up at the sky, "You can never fully adapt to a body that doesn't belong to you. It's like putting on a heavy, rusty armor."

"Isn't it possible no matter what?" Brian asked, "Is there some way to transform the body and adapt to it?"

"Who knows? It's not worth the gain. No one has ever done that." Tom said, "A soul is stuffed into a body that does not belong to him. It is like being thrown into the ice and snow, painful and heavy. This is something that cannot be escaped. But creating a new body is simpler and more suitable."

Having said this, he had a sarcastic smile on his lips: "Otherwise, how could I be easily defeated by you, even if you know my specific information..."

Brian did not answer and continued to ask: "Does your current magic power belong to you or this body? Does Weasley's wand recognize you?"

"The magic power belongs to this body and is also affected by me. But there is not much magic power that I can use, and it is not very obedient." Tom said calmly, "That wand is obviously not willing to obey me, but it has little influence on me. "

"So, what would you do if... Fred Weasley's soul returned at this time?"

"Obviously, I will be excluded." Tom's voice sounded cold and hollow, "This body has been rejecting me, and there seems to be a special force preventing me from absorbing the life force..." At this point, his expression changed. He seemed a little disgusted.

Brian nodded, thinking it was probably the protection of "death"?

He put his hand on his chin and frowned: "So, do you think a soul can really be reborn in another body?"

"Swallow or expel his soul, gain his memories, inherit his identity, and then be reborn?"