"Three...... Two...... One...... Open!"

With Van Lin's whisper, the whole space became eerie.

At all times, the first three numbers always have an eerie magic that can be unsettling.

Counting to the last number, Van Lin's wand flicked upward, and with a "click", the emerald of the locket popped open. Like the most beautiful music box, the tick-tock sound rang in Van Lin's ears like a clock, coinciding into the rhythm of the heartbeat.

Van Lin felt a little thirsty, and this uneasy feeling seemed to linger.

Inside the locket was something resembling a crystal, which gave Van Lin the illusion that something was staring at him.

Fan Lin looked over carefully, and a black pupil gradually appeared in front of Fan Lin, it seemed to be his own eyes, but Fan Lin couldn't be sure at all.

It looked a bit of a trance, a dark red appeared under the black pupils, and suddenly, the black pupils thinned, like the eyes of a snake.

"I see your heart, child, I know what you want. Voldemort whispered, "I see your desires, child, and I see your fears. Whatever you wish for can happen, but what you fear can also happen, as long as you help me, it will all work out in a good direction, and we can be friends......"

"Really?" Van Lin froze, in fact, Van Lin's brain occlusion had never stopped, but at this moment, in the face of Voldemort's whispers, it seemed to have no effect.

Van Lin's desire to agree to Voldemort lingered in his mind.

"That's right, I can help you, help you succeed, whatever you want, strength, power, glory, I can give you, I can help you wholeheartedly until you succeed, even, including this girl next to you, you can ...... together"

Van Lin turned his head to look at Hermione, there was a little struggle in Heng Mo's expression, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was resisting, but the effect was minimal.

"Can we be together?"

Van Lin seemed to be asking Voldemort, but it was more like asking himself.

Whether it was right or not to bring Hermione in, and what she had changed, didn't seem to make it more dangerous now, and for the average wizard, death was a breeze.

Hermione was ordinary, in fact, with himself, everyone was one of the ordinary wizards of the wizarding world.

There is no difference in this, but the difference is that more experience has brought him more different choices, whether to obey or resist, or to take the initiative like now, but is Hermione able to bear it, and whether she should be able to really accompany him......

"Yes, that's right, you can work together, I can help you, isn't that what you want......?

"Put it on. Fan Lin looked at the open locket fixedly, the cold snake eyes were looking at him through the crystal, and their eyes were connected, which was more like scrutiny, looking at each other......

"Do you really, want to help me?" Van Lin suddenly felt a little strange, he didn't doubt that Voldemort knew what he wanted, but obviously, this was not in line with the purpose of this piece of soul......

"That's right, wealth, power, status, I can give you all this, we can ...... together"

"Your body doesn't have as much patience as you!" said Van Lin coldly, and with a wave of his wand, the pale blue light shrouded him and the Horcrux.

"Oh, you're strong, you're hungry for power, I can teach you how to be stronger, and, I can ......"

"What else could you want, Tom?, or should you call this Horcrux Voldemort?" Van Lin replied quickly.

"What are you talking about?"

"Do you think I'm the sad house-elf? or maybe you've tempted...... "It seems to me that you are nothing more than a poor reptile hiding in a sturdy shell, and perhaps you don't know that your very body, Voldemort himself, is nothing more than a dead man." ”

"No, you're lying!" a roar came out of the Slytherin locket, and Van Lin saw some black magical mist escaping from the edge of the locket.

"You should learn to be patient and not try to tempt someone when you see him. "Is it like a leech, or does the Horcrux also need to be fed?"

"Horcrux, no, I'm the main ......"

"Looks like you haven't figured out your position yet, crawler. "You're just a part of Voldemort's cut-off, and it seems to me that this is the sign of his littering, which can only hide in the protection of the Slytherin ancestors, shivering." ”

"You lied ......"

A black skull seemed to want to rush out of the locket, which was the embodiment of Voldemort's soul, and if it did leave, Van Lin wasn't sure what would happen.

Drill into the mind of one person and then form another him?

Fan Lin's left hand pressed it on the top, and the black mist was immediately suppressed in the air less than a centimeter away from the locket.

"You shouldn't have come out, staying there would have allowed you to live a little longer, but now ......" Van Lin shook his head, it seemed like this was the consequence of splitting souls.

Each soul retains the ability to grow into another Voldemort, which naturally makes these souls feel even more confused.

Who is Voldemort?

And in the eyes of each soul, they themselves are subjects.

Van Lin suddenly realized why Voldemort had kept the Horcruxes separate for protection.

On the one hand, it is to keep the hands to prevent all the Horcruxes from being destroyed together, and on the other hand, it should prevent these souls from killing each other.

There is no doubt that with enough power, these souls can re-form a Voldemort, like the sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle who appeared next to Ginny in the second grade.

It was only one step away from him that he would be able to absorb everything in Ginny, and Tom Riddle would reappear in this world.

As incredible as it sounds, it's not something that comes out of nowhere, it takes the whole of a young life.

If all of these Horcruxes grow, then which one is the real Voldemort?