Chapter 40: Tom Riddle
Hearing the name, all the Death Eaters present subconsciously straightened up, while Bellatrix, who was already delirious and insane, screamed, "How dare you...... How dare you call this name directly! β
"What don't you dare ......," Morgoth's voice was very calm, "is it because Tom Riddle once cast a spell on this name so that he could sense the person who said it, and come to them in the form of an apparition, bringing them death?" β
"But he's a dead dog now!"
Morgoth sighed with emotion, "Wizards were terrified of the name, and even after his death, after he was unable to perceive the location of the person whose name was pronounced through a spell, they agreed to call him 'mysterious man' and 'someone who could not say his name'. In this regard, he did a good job, Voldemort was a man who knew how to enslave people with cruelty and fear. β
"Just as he enslaved you!"
"But fear can always be overridden by stronger fears...... It's like power can always be overwhelmed by greater power. There are people who have true convictions, I respect them, and I don't think I can control them. This is true even if these beliefs are either paranoid or distorted...... Take, Dumbledore! β
"But for those who surrender to their own fears and the cruelty of others, I have confidence in controlling them, for if they can submit to one Dark Lord, they will surely surrender to another, and if they can bow down to a Demon King because they are strong and cruel, then they will bow down at my feet...... Because I can always be stronger and crueler than others. β
"Didn't you ask who I am?" Morgoth smiled.
His whisper sounded in the ears of Bellatrix, who was already insane: "Devil Gous: In three steps, the tip of the tongue curls back, falls on the teeth, against the roof of the mouth, and reverberates on the tip of the tongue in the nasal cavity...... Morgoth! Morgoth pronounced the word 'horror darkness' in Quenya, then repeated it in blasphemous, abyssal, and lingua franca, and finally in English.
The real name is like a hyperlink, falling on Bellatrix's ears like a key, opening the door to the bottomless abyss, she uncontrollably peeks into the deep darkness and evil behind the name, a large amount of evil knowledge and dark power that she cannot understand poured into her brain, and the darkness from the owner of this name radiates and pollutes her soul like an abyss.
Bellatrix lost her voice completely, and she looked at the shadow of Morgoth standing in front of them, but through this shadow, she saw the bottomless, dark and deep abyss behind her.
A large amount of dark red blood oozed from her features, her eyes became completely black, her pupils and whites of her eyes could not be seen, her lips and nails became black, her mouth and nose were full of bruises, and the weak spots of the blood light could be seen in her skin, all dark and purple.
It's like a corpse spot that shines through the blood under the skin after death.
Bellatrix had begun to transform like an undead creature, the human part of her body was becoming less and less, and the part representing death and darkness had begun to gradually erode her soul, and her husband Rodolphus Lestrange watched all this in fear, but did not dare to approach her at all.
He was afraid of the Dark Lord, so he turned a blind eye to the absurd behavior of his wife, who had always been obsessed with and fanatically following Voldemort, and even wanted to marry Voldemort, because he also feared Voldemort deep down, and even his wife Bellatrix, and he believed very much that one day if he turned his back on Voldemort, Bellatrix would definitely strip him of his skin as a traitor for Voldemort.
In this fear, he called Voldemort 'our common leader' and tried to convince himself that it was not fear, but that they all worshipped Voldemort fanatically.
But when confronted with Morgoth, he could no longer convince himself like that.
Death Eaters have no loyalty, if there is, it can only be loyalty to profit and power, because all the authority of all Voldemort is based on their own cruelty, madness and strength, once there is a more powerful and ruthless existence than Voldemort, their loyalty will be thinner than paper, the fragile are not even as chaste, and their knees are as soft as noodles.
So, the 'loyal followers of Voldemort' and the 'ruthless Death Eaters' imprisoned in Azkaban sat quietly on the sidelines and watched Morgoth torture Bellatrix, Voldemort's most loyal follower, as if they were a group of harmless first-year Hogwarts students.
"What have you been looking forward to? It seems to be faithfully waiting for his return...... But I know you're not waiting for him, but a hope, a hope to turn you over, because without that hope, you'd be here, under the watchful eye of the Dementors, tortured to death! Morgoth sneered.
"You are like drowning people, clinging to the last straw, and the name of this straw is Voldemort."
"How loyal do you profes? No...... All I saw was a bunch of red-eyed gamblers who were losing and were in a frenzy to fight everything. Morgoth raised his right hand, clutching a small black notebook in his hand, "As the closest person to Voldemort, you should know about his Horcruxes!" β
"For the Hufflepuff Gold Cup, given to you by Lord Voldemort, his most trusted Death Eater." Morgoth bowed his head to Bellatrix.
"Ravenclaw's TiaraβThe Requirement Room at Hogwarts."
"The Slytherin locket, Voldemort, was kept in the seaside cavern he discovered when he was young, but it has been stolen and is now hidden in the Black family's old mansion."
"Marvolo Gaunt's ring, set with a resurrection stone, is hidden in the Gaunt's old mansion."
"The serpent Nagini - still with Voldemort."
"And, of course, - Harry Potter, the Savior's classmate, now attending Hogwarts."
Morgoth didn't say anything about the whereabouts of a Horcrux, and the onlookers were terrified, and Bellatrix struggled even more violently, especially when Morgoth mentioned the Hufflepuff Gold Cup she had hidden, and at the end, when Harry Potter's name came out of Morgoth's mouth, most of the Death Eaters were at a loss, but a small half of the really smart ones were only shocked.
It didn't occur to them that Voldemort himself didn't know about the Horcrux, but took it for granted that it was Voldemort's arrangement before he died, in order to hide the last Horcrux in the most unlikely place, and no one told him.
Morgoth pinched the black notebook in his hand and continued, "And Tom Riddle's diary from his youth, which he gave to one of his most important men, Malfoy, as a reward, and now ...... Yes, there is! Morgoth held up the black notebook in his hand, and on the cover, Voldemort's name was very glaring in the eyes of the Death Eaters.
Morgoth approached Bellatrix and asked her in a low voice, "You consider yourself Voldemort's most loyal follower and subordinate, are you willing to pay some price so that Voldemort's soul fragment in this journal can be replenished with vitality and resurrected?" β
Bellatrix dragged the journal from Morgoth's hand in her frenzy, laughing maniacally, and exclaimed, "He's going to make you regret coming to these worlds!" After saying that, she bit open the artery in her wrist with her teeth, spraying the gushing blood on the notebook, she looked up and laughed wildly: "Come back!" My master...... Come back! Let those who betray you pay, let those who offend you never live, let those Muggles and Mudblood die without a place to be buried! β
The black-skinned notebook was soaked in blood, the blood on the cover of its leather was disappearing rapidly, as if it was devouring with hunger and thirst, the originally dry cortex seemed to be full of blood, and began to become moist and fresh, the black cortex seemed to be alive, and the texture became warm and full of moisture, like the skin of some kind of creature.
It began to open automatically, and the blank pages greedily sucked Bellatrix's blood, and a line of bloody handwriting began to appear on it.
Gradually, the handwriting in blood became impatient when no one responded for a long time, and a wave of black magic came from above, all familiar to everyone present, and it seemed to invade Bellatrix's brain.
Bellatrix didn't put up any resistance, and just like that, she calmly exposed the vitality and soul of the handwriting in front of Voldemort's soul fragments, but the surrounding Death Eaters already showed a sympathetic expression, as if there was something that hurt their resonance. There is no doubt that the fragments of Voldemort's Horcruxes certainly know who is providing life force for them.
Even if he didn't know it at first, it should be clear when he had already used the dark arts to regain his strength.
But Voldemort is so ruthless, greedily absorbing the vitality of his most loyal subordinates, without the slightest hesitation, even if Bellatrix is dying and may die at any time, but Voldemort, who seems to know something from Bellatrix's memory, shows the momentum of not giving up until Bellatrix is squeezed dry.
He also wanted to squeeze out Bellatrix's soul and memories, but Bellatrix, who had once looked directly at Morgoth's true face and knew Morgoth's real name, had already had a large part of his soul polluted. Voldemort was afraid of the power that would pollute her soul, and only then did she preserve some of her soul and memories.
A thick black mist rose from the cover of the notebook, and the dark magic on it provided Voldemort's soul with considerable strength, and a very young, even handsome, young man appeared in front of everyone, and he looked at Morgoth as if he wanted to show off his skill.
This is the soul fragment split by Voldemort when he was young, different from Voldemort, who later became cruel, tyrannical, and crazy because of the creation of Horcruxes to split the soul, this soul fragment is more intelligent and rational, it inherits Voldemort's forbearance and intelligence during his Hogwarts schooling, and even a little calm when facing Morgoth.
He didn't tear his face in a hurry as soon as he came up, because he believed that time would make him stronger.