As his own body, senior, and big brother, Voldemort collapsed overnight, bringing Riddle countless life lessons.

The biggest lesson is: don't use Arvada on Potter!

It is not for nothing that this spell is forbidden...... If he had heeded a few warnings from the Ministry of Magic, he wouldn't have fallen to such a point.

On top of that, there's the fact that violence and fear don't solve everything.

At the height of Voldemort's power, the servants were respectful; As soon as they lost their strength, the Death Eaters immediately scattered.

Hardly anyone thought of looking for him, otherwise he wouldn't have wandered around for twelve years.

This is the price of a high-handed policy and terrorism, and it is not only the enemy who fears him, but also his subordinates.

If it were the original Dark Lord Grindelwald, and see how those believers would go crazy to welcome him back after he lost his power?

Violence doesn't solve everything, sometimes it depends on charisma and the power of language.

Riddle is not like Voldemort, he is a sixteen-year-old soul, and he is good at this.

He decided to pick up the traditional arts that the Falling Earth Demon had lost, re-demagogue, and form a new team.

A more reliable team!

Peter Pettigrew is the one he's trying to get in touch with right now!

The journal leaves Ron and goes into Lockhart's hands, with Peter Pettigrew helping.

In the original plan, Riddle wanted to manipulate Ron and give the diary to Lockhart, but Ron's anomaly caught Peter's attention.

He reached out to the journal.

Riddle suddenly discovers that there is such an interesting presence next to Dumbledore!

But Peter Pettigrew is a wall-to-wall man who only cares about his own life and death.

Riddle decides to use his eloquence, his clever tongue, and his infectious energy to make Pettigrew loyal to him once and for all.

Riddle walked up to Peter, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered:

"Peter, though you call me master, I never thought I was your master.

You helped me in my toughest times, and you were my friend, brother, and trusted subordinate.

I'm not Voldemort, I'm Riddle...... Although I have the same soul as him, we are different after all, you feel it, right? ”

Riddle raised his right hand and motioned for Peter to feel his hot soul. Peter hesitated, nodded, and reached out a pair of fat, ugly hands.

Pitch black old room,

A middle-aged greasy old man,

trembling hands,

Touching the blonde man's chest in obsession.

"It's really different, master."

Pettigrew kept stroking Lockhart's chest, a look of excitement on his face.

The young man in front of him was really different from the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord would only: "Fool, damn it, Avada ...... for his life"

Never gently pats someone on the shoulder and smiles so brightly.

"Peter, I pity you." Riddle moved a little away from Pettigrew.

"I have been hiding as a rat for twelve years, I haven't lived a good life, I haven't felt the warmth of love, who caused this situation?"

"Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore? Neither, it's Voldemort himself! ”

"Look, he can't even beat a baby, and he will hurt you subordinates! This is my future, my being, the impotent Lord Voldemort. ”

"It shouldn't be like this." Riddle touched the top of Pettigrew's bald head in pity.

"Suffering is not a Death Eater, and suffering is never our goal.

When you are in pain for this, who hears your bitter weeping?

Where is Voldemort?

I hated him as much as you did, and he also abandoned me and banished me in my diary for fifty years! We both share the same disease. ”

Riddle stared straight into Peter's eyes.

"I know, Peter, you like to cling to the strong. The more powerful the being, the more you like to get closer.

You ask yourself, 'What's the benefit of following this young man in front of you...... He's no match for the most evil of the Demon King, and he's no match for Dumbledore'......"

"Don't forget, Voldemort lost most of his power because of your whistleblowing, and those Death Eaters in Azkaban were eager to kill you;

Because of your betrayal, the Potters are dead, and Dumbledore would have wanted to kill you if he knew the truth. ”

"I'm different, I'm not going to kill you, I'm going to trust you, and I'm going to treat you as my best subordinate, because you gave me ...... when I was at my hardest Help. ”

Riddle's voice grew softer.

"I don't want to give you too many verbal promises, but you have to remember something, Peter.

Voldemort is my future, I have the same talent as him, I have Slytherin's guidance...... I'll be as strong as him soon! ”

"Times have changed!

The future is not Dumbledore's, it's not Voldemort's, it's mine.

Of course, it could also be ours! ”

"Don't you know who to be loyal to?!" Riddle asked softly.

He took Lockhart's wand and drew a horizontal line of black flames around him.

"Peter, join me through the flames. Make an unbreakable oath to me and swear allegiance to me. ”

Peter hesitated, he was silent.

After a long silence, he finally mustered up the courage to penetrate the flames.

Riddle hugged Pettigrew, he touched Pettigrew's face, and said happily:

"Very well, I will save you from the curse of death, and I will lead you to a future that will bring eternal immortality."

"Master, where are we going to leave Hogwarts?" Peter asked cautiously.

Riddle shook his head, "No, Peter, I need you to stay for now. ”

Pettigrew froze in place.

"Listen to me, it's not that I don't want to take you away. I've planned a school year, I've done so many things, Dumbledore won't let me go, he'll keep tracking me. Riddle said.

"I won't die, I've conquered death, but you're different, I don't want to sacrifice you when I'm being pursued, you have a more important mission."

"What task?"

“…… At the right moment, I ask you to leave Hogwarts, find Voldemort, and find my body! ”

"What?" Peter shrank his head down in fear. "Master, he will kill me, he will definitely kill me......"

"No, it won't." Riddle's voice became gentle again.

"I know his state better than you...... He must be hiding somewhere now, shivering, waiting for someone to save him. ”

"You appeared in front of him, because of the events of the year, he would not believe you. But finally a Death Eater is willing to find him, and he will not kill you, let alone torture you. ”

"I need you to spy on me, spy on him!" Riddle's voice echoed through the room.

"I can't ......"

"You're too modest, Peter, there's no one more suitable, you've lived under Dumbledore's nose for twelve years."

"Besides, I don't need you to do anything, just help him come back to life, as he asks."

"If the Dark Lord Comes Back to Life......"

"Believe me, even if he is resurrected, he will not be Dumbledore's opponent, he will die, and I will absorb his soul and become whole!"

Pettigrew shuddered and said, "The Dark Lord has a great dementor, and he'll know what I'm thinking." ”

"No, it won't." Riddle said confidently.

"I'll help you forge a fake memory and modify everything about me.

You've just appeared in front of Voldemort, he won't dig deep into your memories, he's afraid to kill you; When you resurrect him, he disdains to dig up your memories.

Because he has strength...... Your memory doesn't matter to him!

I know my being, and he is such an arrogant, ignorant person. ”

"A mortal man!"

Pettigrew was silent, and after a moment asked, "Master, where are you going?" ”

"American...... There's something in Slytherin, I'm his heir, and I'm going to get it back. ”

"I want to ...... You'll hear about me in Britain soon! ”

……

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(P.S. Explain.) Sixteen-year-old Voldemort was very good at memory charms, and he created a fake memory for his uncle Morfin, which Dumbledore said "requires a lot of highly skilled Dementor Mind to elicit it".

Professor Raghorn had also tampered with his own memories, burying the truth in his heart to prevent Dumbledore from seeing through it.

With Riddle's abilities, Voldemort wanted to see the true memories and probably tortured them forcibly, just like he did with Bertha, but at the cost of Bertha being killed by him. Voldemort certainly wouldn't want to kill Pettigrew. ）

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