"I'm Voldemort... But I'm Tom Riddle too. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Riddle said word by word as he looked at Harry.

"It's a very simple play on words...", with a wave of the wand in his hand, an English name appeared in the air.

Tom Riddle

The order of the words in the name then changes constantly, eventually forming a sentence.

I'm Voldemort.

"That's where Voldemort got the name." Riddle seemed to be talking to Harry, and seemed to be explaining to the other men in black around him.

They were even more amazed than Harry that the name of the famous Dark Lord had been formed in this way.

"Surprised? I was surprised. I'm not the same shit I used to hide from myself, I'm the newborn Riddle and the reborn Voldemort. ”

"Some people feel that I am not qualified to be your leader, and I am always welcome to challenge my authority. But there is only one fate for the loser. ”

Riddle said very domineeringly to the group of black-clothed people behind him, and the surging magic power on his body dispersed, and the powerful magic pressure people were out of breath.

The Dark Lord is stronger than ever.

When Riddle finished speaking, all the men in black fell to the ground as a sign of submission.

Originally, the careful thoughts in the hearts of some black-clothed people were also put away.

Those who betray the Dark Lord can only die...

This is at the heart of the Death Eater philosophy.

Because of a defeat, although he once relied on his former prestige to gather these remnants of the Death Eaters again.

But their loyalty? I don't know how much is left.

Now Riddle needs to keep them around him again and let them know that the only way to do it is to follow him.

The original Voldemort was destroyed continuously because of the Horcruxes, so that his strength has reached the weakest period. He no longer dared to let go of all his momentum in front of his men, and he could only use moody killings to force the Death Eaters to gather around him.

As everyone knows, things must be the opposite.

There are advantages to forcible suppression, at least the morale of the military will not waver.

The downside was obvious, as when Harry appeared unharmed from Voldemort once again, quite a few Death Eaters broke down and fled on the spot.

So much so that when Voldemort and Harry finally fought, many of his men betrayed.

The gap between the two sides is too big... That's what led to failure.

When the last Horcrux, Nagini, was decapitated by Neville with the Sword of Gryffindor, his strength was weakened to a low point, and he was finally defeated at the hands of Harry.

A generation of Dark Lords ended up in ashes.

Riddle is different now, he is the Dark Lord of his youth. It was also the period when Corporal Dark Lord Lixian was the best at playing with human nature.

It was when a force gathered under Dumbledore's nose, Voldemort's intelligence.

Looking at the high-spirited Riddle in front of him, the older generation of Death Eaters among the men in black present recalled the Dark Lord who had led them to glory.

The man who made countless people in the wizarding world frightened and afraid, and was able to stop children crying at night.

Fanatics such as Bellatrix and Rodolphus were even more fanatical.

"I'm Voldemort back..."

Riddle smiled confidently, and Continuation turned into a maniacal laugh.

After a long time, perhaps enough of laughing, Riddle finally turned his gaze to Harry.

"Now... Make a sacrifice to this poor savior. As the world declares that I am coming back again, with blood as a warning. ”

Countless wands pointed at Harry Potter...

Poor Harry was about to be sacrificed to prove Voldemort's return.

"Sorry to excuse me. Harry, you can't move yet, because of him, I'm safe. ”

An abrupt voice interjected, and then a flash of white light interrupted everyone's movements.

Riddle was stunned and looked towards where the voice had come from.

Who the hell is it, he didn't even find out...

"Jelf! It's Jelf! One of the Death Eaters screamed.

Apparently recognizing the owner of the newly inserted voice.

There are many Death Eaters here at present, but they are still active in the wizarding world, and Jerf's name has long been heard of even if he has not seen it, so he is naturally not unfamiliar.

Jelf? Who's that? Unlike the Death Eaters who were active in the wizarding world, the Death Eaters who had previously been imprisoned in Azkaban had never heard of the name.

So they were at a loss.

The Death Eaters who knew about Gerf told them about Gerf's saga.

Also, Jelf rose to prominence during the period of their captivity, and only in a few short years.

Now Gerf's power is no weaker than that of the Death Eaters or the Order of the Phoenix, to be exact... The Magical Society, which contains the forces of neutral aristocratic wizards and accepts hermit wizards, is larger than the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters combined.

"Jelf?" Voldemort chewed on the name over and over again, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Master, that's what I told you earlier, Gerf von Heinfeldt Emris," a Death Eater whispered behind Riddle.

Emris! Riddle remembered something.

"Oh, I've heard of you... You're a lot like me before. Riddle watched as Jelf spoke, with a hint of inexplicable superiority in his tone. Seeing you now is like seeing me in the past... Join my Death Eaters. What do you want? Right? Money? Or is it a beauty? You can get whatever you want. ”

Hearing Riddle's words, this time it was Jelf's turn to be stunned.

He looked at Riddle with a strange look on his face and said, "You're soliciting me?" ”

Jelf and Harry teleported here together by the trophy, but at first Jelf chose to hide in the shadows and observe secretly.

He was also a little surprised by Jelf's new image, the peacock. But it was only a surprise, and it was not the first time that Voldemort possessed had appeared.

"That's right." Riddle Liso's admission.

The rest of the Death Eaters' eyes were red when they heard Riddle's words. Especially the Death Eaters who were imprisoned in Azkaban and knew little about Jelf.

Bellatrix tugged at her hair, and was so jealous that she was about to pull the scalp off her head.

The Death Eaters, who knew something about Gerf, had a natural expression.

And some... Originally at the top of the wizarding world, Death Eaters like Lucius had the same expressions as Jelf.

It felt like a tiger saying to a dragon, "Hey, man, follow me with meat." ”

"I'm very sorry, but for some reason I can't agree to your solicitation." Gerf tactfully declined Riddle's offer.

It's better to have a fight as soon as you come up... But this... What's it called?

"That's a pity," Riddle said with a hint of regret, and then the tone changed, "Kill him for me!" Since it can't be used by me, there's no need to exist! ”

Moody, this is the real Dark Lord. Whether it was Voldemort in the past or Riddle in the present, their essence is the same.

Countless wands turned towards Jelf, green glowing at the tip of the wand.

Avada suo. (To be continued.) )