Who am I?

This question has been haunting the mind of someone who might be called Tom Riddle. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The reason why he said it was about was because his mind was full of thoughts that he couldn't even figure out on his own.

In some memories, he was the most terrifying demon king in the wizarding world, and his prestige even surpassed that of a child's cry - even the most joyful feast among wizards, if someone accidentally said his name - even if it was just to replace the name of the mysterious man, it would make those joys disappear.

In other memories, he was the all-encompassing leader of a multitude of millions of people who fell to their knees and shouted his name in the voice of the most devout of faith—Thutmose.

Even, in front of him, several wizards of similar strength to Tom Riddle in his heyday looked at him with the eyes of the most fanatical Death Eaters, and then humbled down his waist, placed his knees on the ground, knelt in front of him, and kissed his feet as if they had received a supreme gift.

As for the third memory, he is the emperor who controls a great kingdom, a magical land called Shurima, and with the miraculous help of a magic called the Sun Disk, he will ascend to the gods and enjoy the noblest glory.

In the fourth memory。。。。。。

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All kinds of memories were intertwined in his mind, weaving into a mess - in short, who am I, where am I, what am I going to do?

For most of the time, he spent it in a state of confusion - and when he was awake, it was even more painful, and the feeling of his brain trembling was too much for even a man to bear.

However, even so, he still relied on his desire to live to complete the healing of his injuries and complete the remodeling of his body.

Even, he relied on the Imperius Curse and the use of ambition to control a young wizard whose aura was extremely attractive to him.

And all of this was not based on rational reasoning and thinking, but on his own instinct, which now told him that he had to get a little wizard inside Hogwarts.

Although he didn't know why, he decided to follow his instincts.

Then, the bastard was brought over.

The moment he saw the little wizard with his own eyes, the fragment of memory called Tom Riddle took the upper hand, and then in his anger, his whole body became cautious - he was almost wiped out after being bitten by a snake for ten years, and he couldn't forget that fear - the fear that was almost erased.

So, he did almost everything he could to attack the little wizard from afar, hoping to erase him and the shadow from his heart.

Unfortunately, it was just a beautiful fantasy, and even if he tried his best, the little wizard's embarrassment still couldn't change the sad fact that he couldn't erase the little wizard from a distance.

Therefore, even if he was helpless, reluctant, and didn't want to get close to the little wizard, he had to choose to take it personally—every second that passed meant that he was less likely to kill this guy.

Dumbledore is never so simple, as Dumbledore's old rival, he knows very well how difficult that old guy is, he will definitely pounce on the crime scene like an old dog that smells its prey, at that time, the possibility of him trying to find a chance to kill the guy in front of him will really become 0.

After easily taking out the summoned beast that the little wizard had made, he began to confront the wizard who had nearly wiped him out - and then, without a bit of mud, a green AvadaKedavra was thrown at the fellow.

There are no cruel words - just go straight to the point, please die!

The spell was easily dodged by the little wizard with a blue glow - his form became ghostly, and he became a loach.

Unfortunately, the loach's weakness was too obvious - Voldemort's wand instantly changed its target, and a spell smashed directly into the little witch who seemed to have lost his strength on the side.

This attack was blocked by a helpless Alan with a silver shield light, but Allen's face was only bitter and there was no trace of smugness.

There were still a full 10 seconds left before the circle was fully activated, and he had lost his greatest life-saving skill.

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Just after the little wizard had used the magical shield that could block Avada's curse, Tom Riddle's sandy face was filled with what looked like victory.

I didn't know what kind of magic it was, but there was no doubt that the little wizard couldn't use it multiple times in a short period of time - which meant that the last sturdy core of the walnut was about to be smashed, and he was about to eat the delicious flesh hidden inside.

The last resistance was insane and ineffective—all sorts of spells that Tom had never seen before were thrown at him like he was running out of money, but with little effect.

At the slightest discomfort, he even felt the urge to strangle the obstructive creature alive, and then, he did what he said.

A sandy arm reached firmly to the throat of the gift, and at the same time, the force that had been making him restless gradually faded as his palm made contact with the other person for the first time - which made him can't help but reach for the second hand to Allen.

As the restless power vanished, so did some of his own power—though it was nothing compared to the mysterious, curse-like power that gave him suicidal impulses all the time.

However, just as he was about to squeeze out more of his curse, a fireball slammed into him, and a powerful control spell that didn't even have time to react was also smashed into him at the same time - although the spell had no chance of killing him, it successfully interrupted his continued transmission, and the target of the curse he had diverted fell directly to the ground.

With rage, his wand was pointed at the troublemaker - but when the green spell was halfway through, the figure that had just fallen to the ground suddenly stood in the middle with a purple shield, and he hugged the girl firmly, and the life-reeling spell hit him directly, and then, the two figures flashed with blue light. Disappeared in place.