Chapter 1114: Go and destroy him
Like a venomous snake, Tom Riddle is good at disguise. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Before revealing his true face, he was a handsome, excellent student with good character and learning, and was very polite.
Probably no student has ever been as perfect as he is, with all the virtues you can imagine and envy.
Excellent in all aspects so that you can only envy but there is no way to envy the degree, the real pride of the sky.
Who wouldn't love such a guy?
After winning the favor, it is logical to give him the greatest trust and give him the corresponding convenience and care.
This is human nature, and it is also what Riddle wants to achieve, which is to demagogue.
But sometimes, being too perfect is the biggest problem in itself, and a normal person will not be so perfect.
Especially since he is only a teenager, he is still immature, and he should have all kinds of shortcomings and make mistakes.
As Sirius said, fifteen-year-olds are fools.
It's easy to make mistakes on impulse, for some inexplicable reason, which is normal and forgivable.
But there are no shortcomings, that's really terrible, it's not normal at all.
Regardless of what those who have been blinded by Riddle think, shudder to know his true colors.
He is arrogant and arrogant, full of bad deeds, and a gorgeous appearance hides his true and sinister side.
The darkness and depression of the heart continued to accumulate until the birth of the most terrible demon.
This is the trajectory of Voldemort's growth, what difference will be the fifteen-year-old Horcrux in front of him?
One thing is for sure, it was almost impossible for him to deceive Dumbledore, Dumbledore had been very attentive to Riddle before he became Voldemort, let alone after so much had happened.
Now that he's got Riddle back to being a physical entity, it means he's fine, at least not yet.
Walking through the door, the space in front of you becomes more cheerful.
In the faint light, a huge statue appeared in front of everyone, a statue of Salazar Slytherin.
Evan had seen the statue in the Alagog's lair before, and it was also left by Salazar himself, but the statue was scarred and covered with traces of damage by the eight-eyed spider, and the statue was very well preserved, and it could be seen as it was.
It's a Slytherin in middle age, calm and calm, more mature, and seems to have everything under control.
Compared with the sharpness of youth and the indifference of old age, the middle-aged Slytherin at this time is more restrained and mature.
With a faint smile on his face, he moved forward with his wand in his hand, exuding an unparalleled momentum in the mystery.
No one could stop it, just a statue gave Aven this feeling.
Although he was restrained, Aven had no doubt about the power of the magic that little wand could cast.
The most striking feature of the statue is the Slytherin chest locket, which is carved from a large emerald.
The Slytherin emblem on it glowed faintly in the dimness, and it also had a strong magical aura.
"My great ancestor!" Riddle whispered, looking up at the statue in reverence, "I had only seen or heard others speak of his greatness in the books before, and it was only here that I really knew what his greatness was, and what it meant. ”
Whether it's Voldemort or Riddle, being a Slytherin descendant should be the proudest thing in his life.
The theory of purebloods, born noble, is above others, and others should submit to them.
Evan had to admit that this idea made a lot of sense if it was applied to a pet like a cat or a dog.
Pureblood can prove the value of pets, but it is pure when used on people.
"Slytherin himself wouldn't want his descendants to be a dark wizard. Evan said, looking at Riddle, "If this place really has the message he left behind, you should be able to tell his dislike of dark magic, especially Horcruxes." ”
There was a nervous silence as Riddle looked down at Aven.
"I think you're right, Aven!" he said in just the right tone, seemingly accepting Evan's claim, "I was just too obsessed with the true meaning of death, and I chose the wrong method, and if I had found this place earlier, I would never have studied any Horcruxes." But this is all in the past, and for that twisted main soul, you might as well destroy him. ”
"You're going to let us destroy Voldemort?" Hermione looked at him in surprise.
"As you say, he's evil, isn't he?" replied Riddle with a smile, "and he's done so many horrible things, and he deserves a price for it, and I think destruction is best for him." Believe me, with what I know about him, there is no possibility of saving him, and the split soul has already made him a monster. ”
"But ......"
"Oh, Miss Granger, you are kind, don't care how I feel. Riddle said.
Although he smiled, it was really heartless and terrifying.
One part of the soul makes you destroy the other parts, and no matter how you think about it, that kind of thing seems weird.
"If we had the chance, we would have done it. Evan said, "Maybe I'll need your help." ”
"Willing to help!" Riddle said calmly, his eyes glinting strangely, "Alright, let's get down to business, you should find out that this statue isn't that simple, right?"
"It's magical......"
"Exactly, to be precise, it is the seal itself that my great ancestors left here. "The statue is filled with intricate patterns of magic and circles, and it gathers all the magic around it. Each of these manas is tiny, but when they come together, they form a powerful force, and if we activate it, we have a chance to destroy the monster inside. It's simple, isn't it? There's not that complicated spells, it's just a simple crushing of power. ”
I see, and so should the scene that Evan had seen in the eight-eyed spider's lair before.
Now that I think about it, those plankton floating in the air should be a form of magical existence.
Because the seal was broken by the eight-eyed spider, the magical power inside escaped into the air and wandered there.
When Evan touched the seal, the magic came back together to destroy the eyeball monster.
As Riddle said, it wasn't magic, it was the crushing of the most essential power, destroying everything......