In a dimly lit room, a figure outlined some kind of esoteric magic pattern on the wall with some kind of red liquid. If you look closely, the whole room is free of any furniture, and the four walls and ceilings are already covered with dense magic patterns.

In the center of the room is a wooden table made of locust wood, on which are placed six white candles. The candle was lit, but the flame was not the warm color close to the sun that a normal candle would light up, but the cool blue of a terrifying blue.

This is the wax oil of the candle, which is made of mermaid oil and werewolf bone meal, and the wick is made of Meiwa's body hair.

This candle is called soul-locking wax, and as soon as it is lit, the surrounding ghosts or ghosts will feel a biting cold. It was the cold that froze the souls, making them gradually unable to move.

Beneath the six Soul Locking Wax is a silver six-pointed star magic circle, outlined by Rick from a bottle of unicorn blood purchased from the black market.

"It's not easy to finally arrange this soul decomposition ceremony! It's been a long time since I've written so many magic patterns, and I'm already a little rusty. ”

In one corner, Rick stood up after writing his last stroke, wiped his sweat from his sleeve, and whispered a sigh at the hardships of the job.

He put away the werewolf blood and brush in his hand, then turned to the wooden table. With his left hand, he reached into the leather bag around his waist and took out the black seal bottle that sealed Voldemort, and placed it in the center of the six-pointed star magic circle.

"Seal Unlock!"

With Rick's order, the lid on the seal began to loosen. Before the lid could be opened, a wisp of black smoke seeped out from the gap.

As the cap of the bottle completely detached from the mouth of the bottle, the soul body of Voldemort that was sealed inside rushed out of the seal like a river dam collapsing.

"Haha! I'm free! Damn wizard, I'm going to kill you! Huh? It's soul locking wax! Damn it! What do you want to do? ”

Voldemort who emerged from the seal bottle floated on the hexagram, looking at Rick with a terrible face. When he found out that the centaur seal in his body was gone, he immediately thought of dealing with the daring wizard in front of him.

But just when he wanted to make a move, the unusually cold breath made him realize that the form in front of him was wrong. Voldemort's face in the black smoke looked down and found that he was trapped by six soul-locking waxes, and he was horrified and began to question Rick.

"What to do? Of course, it's to squeeze you dry! You're all over the place, how could I keep you in a bottle? ”

Looking at Voldemort's ever-changing face, the corners of Rick's mouth rose and he smiled maliciously.

"Little thief! I'm Lord Voldemort, the most powerful Dark Lord! I am immortal! If you dare to kill my soul, the day you will be resurrected, you will definitely take your dog's life! ”

Voldemort, as a generation of Dark Lords, has studied his dark arts deeply. He had already looked around just now, looking at the six-pointed star circle below, the soul locking wax, and the red magic patterns in all directions, he already understood that the wizard in front of him wanted to dismantle his soul.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he was furious in his heart, as a Dark Lord, where could he endure this kind of grievance.

His countenance was distorted and distorted. Loud threats to Rick.

"Hehe, isn't it just to make a Horcrux? Do you think Horcruxes are invincible? Can it make you immortal? Oh, let me think, your Horcrux should have a student diary, right? Tom Riddle. ”

Looking at the impotent and furious Voldemort, Rick continued to grin evilly, his words murderous.

"What? Thief! What are you talking about? Let me go! As long as you let me go now, when I get the whole magical world, I'll divide half of you. ”

Voldemort's smoky soul shook wildly, cursing inwardly that the wizard in front of him had come prepared, and that he knew everything about himself. After failing for twelve years, there is such a powerful wizard in this world, which makes Voldemort feel an inexplicably strong sense of crisis.

This sense of crisis is even stronger than the prophecy that the son of prophecy defeated him back then.

Although what the wizard in front of him said was the truth, Voldemort was not a fool, how could he admit it all as soon as he came up, he pretended not to hear much about what Rick was saying, and began to continue to draw a pie for Rick, tempting him to let himself go.

"A Horcrux is an object that contains part of a person's soul. The process of making a Horcrux is when you split your soul apart and hide a part of it in an object outside your body.

That way, even if your body is attacked or destroyed, you can't die. For there is still a part of the soul that is unharmed in the world. Also, in order to successfully make a Horcrux, it must also be premised on the murder of other people, so that the soul can be split and put into the Horcrux.

I'm right, Mr. Tom. That's how you made a Horcrux. Your first Horcrux is a diary, and the souls in it are mostly memories of your school days.

Also, your other Horcruxes include the Gaunt Ring, Nagini, Hufflepuff's Gold Cup, Slytherin's Locket, and Ravenclaw's Tiara. Do you want me to tell me where these Horcruxes are now?

You've made six Horcruxes, right. Don't look at me with surprise. If I say you have a Horcrux that you don't even know about.

Are you going to crash on the spot! The Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort, Mr. Tom Riddle. ”

Looking at Voldemort's incredulous expression, Rick felt that it was a very cool thing for him to tell these most secret secrets in front of him.

"Damn! Who the hell are you? Why do you know this? ”

A bolt from the blue!

Voldemort had lost his square inch at this time, and he didn't understand why his secret hidden so deep was known by this strange wizard in front of him.

An aura that was colder and piercing than the Soul Locking Wax came out of his heart, making him feel like he had fallen into an endless abyss of ice.

"I'm an ordinary Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. The school you worked for is the school where you applied for the job and was rejected. Compared to the fact that you now have the answer in your mind, that's right, it's Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. ”

"Damn! Damn it! I'm going to kill you! ”

Voldemort felt like a fruit girl who didn't wear any covering, and the secrets of his body had been clearly seen by the other party.

"Unfortunately, you can't. Well, as a way to get your dark magic legacy, I kindly remind you that when you killed Harry Potter, you unconsciously divided your soul again and kept it in Harry Potter's body, so according to the principle of Horcrux making, he is also considered a Horcrux of yours. The sea is like Nagini. ”