Like the godfather, Riddle has enough control over the school to keep him in hiding and carrying out his reign of terror.

If he had entered the Ministry of Magic after graduating that year, he would definitely have become a minister, or even a dictator.

Evan thought that Voldemort was much more terrifying than it was now.

Fortunately, Voldemort was not interested in becoming a godfather or dictator, and the power that almost all Slytherin students valued was not his main goal, but a means to accomplish a more purely evil end.

He never cared about the position of Minister of Magic, but let his clever Death Eaters seek it.

From the fifteen-year-old Riddle in the diary, it is known that Voldemort's original ideal was for his name and existence to be known to all and to be afraid.

To put it simply, it is a man who aspires to become a demon king, and he finally succeeds and becomes the most terrifying dark lord of all time.

This may have something to do with his humble origins and the idea of getting ahead, which Dumbledore had shown them before, and the young Riddle thought he was different. That was a long time ago, though, before he was exposed to so much evil dark magic.

As for now, Evan speculates that he may prefer to escape death, achieve immortality, and become an eternal being beyond this world.

At this point, crafting "Horcruxes" used to be his main method, but it was far less than the evil gods could bring him.

Sure enough, Tom Riddle, a young man in the room, rejects Slughorn's offer.

"I don't know if politics is right for me, Professor!" he said, "First of all, I don't have a background......

Because of his words, the two boys next to him looked at each other and smiled, perhaps they already knew Riddle's famous ancestor by this time.

As mentioned earlier, Riddle's most pressing desire at this time was to get ahead and become a dark wizard who scared everyone at the mention of his name, and the title of Slytherin descendant could help him with a lot of points. At least, it can help him gain the approval of those ancient pure-blood wizard families.

"What's that, Tom!" said Slughorn cheerfully, picking up another piece of candied pineapple, "Your talent must have come from a decent wizarding family, and this is all too clear, and I can prove it for you without any investigation or research." You've got a bright future ahead of you, Tom, and I've never missed a student. ”

At this moment, the little golden clock on Slughorn's desk struck eleven o'clock.

"Oh my God, it's time, it's time to go, boys, or we're in trouble. Lestrange, turn in your papers tomorrow, or you'll be locked up. So do you, Avery. ”

The boys rushed out, and Slughorn got up from his chair and brought the empty cup to the table.

The movement behind him made him look back, and Riddle was still standing there.

"Hurry up, Tom, you don't want to be caught until the lights go out and you're still outside, you're a prefect......"

"Professor, I want to ask you something. ”

"Then ask, kid, ask ......"

"Professor, I want to ask if you know...... Horcruxes. ”

There was a moment of silence, and Slughorn glared at him in slight surprise, his fat fingers caressing the foot of the cup absentmindedly.

"Defence Against the Dark Arts subject, huh?" he asked deliberately, but it was clear that he knew it wasn't schoolwork.

Hogwarts Defence Against the Dark Arts will not mention Horcruxes in any grade, as it is absolutely forbidden.

"No, Professor, I don't understand the magic I read in the book. Riddle said.

"Well, yes, of course you won't understand, it's hard to find a book at Hogwarts that goes into detail about Horcruxes, Tom, it's very evil stuff, very evil. Slughorn said, "Beyond the usual sense of the word, the average wizard doesn't know about it." In fact, don't say you know, I'm sure the vast majority of wizards haven't even heard the word. ”

"But you obviously know a lot, Professor? I mean, a great wizard like you, I'm sorry, I mean, if you can't tell me, obviously...... All I knew was that if anyone could tell me, it would be you, so I plucked up the courage to ask. ”

Just right, that hesitant, casual tone, subtle compliment, not overdone at all.

It was clear that Riddle wanted this information very, very much, perhaps for weeks in the making.

The Dark Lord, no, Riddle is a good student who is curious about the magic of Horcruxes.

Gifted, with a predictable future, clever compliments, and just the right timing, Slughorn wouldn't turn down a question from such a student, even if it had to do with an evil Horcrux, but what did it matter?

He probably wouldn't have thought that the boy in front of him would make a Horcrux, but in fact, Riddle had already started researching at this time, probably because of the unexpected Horcrux in the ring, so he had to choose to ask Slughorn.

"Well, Horcrux ......," Slughorn said, not looking at Riddle, but playing with the ribbon on the jackapple compote box, "of course, it wouldn't hurt to give you a brief introduction, just to give you an understanding of the term." You must know that a Horcrux is an object that holds part of a person's soul, which is why it is called a Horcrux. ”

"But I don't quite understand what that's all about, Professor. Riddle said.

His voice was carefully controlled, but probably because from God's point of view, Evan could feel his excitement.

"That is, you split your soul. Slughorn paused, as if digesting the word, and then continued, "Hide a part of it in some object outside your body, so that even if your body is attacked or destroyed, you can't die, because there is still a part of your soul left unharmed in the world." But, of course, in this form...... It's a terrible thing, and few people think like that, Tom, less and less, and it's better to die directly. ”

Despite Slughorn's words, Riddle's hunger is now evident.

His expression was greedy, and he couldn't hide his desires, his desire for immortality.

"How do you split the soul?"

"Oh, this, that......" said Slughorn, visibly upset at the continuation of the subject, "you must understand that the soul should remain intact. Splitting it is a transgression, an anti-natural. ”

"But how do you split?" asked Riddle again.

"Well, the soul can be separated by an evil act, the most evil act, by murder, killing will split the soul, Tom, the wizard who wants to make the Horcrux takes advantage of this destruction: the fragment of the split soul is sealed in the ......"