Listening to Rove's words, for a moment, Voldemort was indeed shaken.

It wasn't that he didn't suspect that the Ravenclaw crown was fake, not only because it didn't have the legendary wisdom enhancement effect, but also because it had already ...... Rusty.

On the other hand, Hufflepuff's gold cup and Slytherin's locket are also as good as new after a thousand years.

So why did he choose to believe that it was indeed the crown of Ravenclaw?

Because when he was young, Voldemort worked in Borgin-Bock for a while, and through stealing from Karaktarkus Bock, he had a considerable level of identification of ancient magical objects.

When Tom found the crown deep in the forests of Albania, he immediately decided that it was indeed an antique from a thousand years ago.

If Helena wanted to deceive herself, she would have to make a fake crown and leave it for another thousand years...... The cost of this counterfeiting is too high, right?!

But now another crown has appeared, not only in good condition, without rust, but also with Helena's certification...... Voldemort faltered in an instant.

Could it be that he traveled all the way to Albania to get the Ravenclaw crown made into a Horcrux, is it really fake?!

"Since it's fake, then of course you're not the consciousness of the so-called Ravenclaw crown, so who are you?"

The corners of Rove's mouth curled, and he smiled:

"It can't be the fool Helena said - Tom Riddle, right?"

“……”

Voldemort saw a playful look on the young man's face, he suddenly realized something, and his eyes instantly coldly said:

"Boy, it looks like you already know who I am?!"

"Of course, a small piece of soul of esteemed Tom Riddle." Rove smiled, "Nice to meet you." ”

The soul in the crown stared at the young man, "Who are you, and why do you know that I am in the Room of Request?" ”

Half a century ago, Voldemort returned to Hogwarts to apply for a position in Defense Against the Dark Arts, and by the way, put the crown in the Room of Requirement.

But no one knows about this matter except for himself, even Helena doesn't know, how did the young man in front of him know?

At this time, Shirley walked over, she still held a fairy dagger in her hand, and after Rove took it, he looked at the red eyes and grinned:

"It doesn't matter who I am, it doesn't matter how I know where you are, it's ...... You're going to die. ”

Luo Fu shook his beautiful knife flower and asked, "Do you have any last words to explain, if you have the opportunity in the future, I can help you convey it to your body." ”

Voldemort stared with a chill in his eyes at the goblin dagger quenched with basilisk venom, he was a horcrux, ordinary weapons and attacks, and could not destroy him at all, but the basilisk's venom was an exception......

But he didn't want to die, so he had to struggle hard:

"Child, it seems that you and my body have a great grudge, but I won't hide it from you...... I have a grudge against him. ”

"Elaborate." Rove said with interest.

"He stripped me and trapped me in this crown." Voldemort, in a voice full of hatred, said viciously:

"We are all the same souls, why can he occupy the body and move freely, and I can only be locked up in the dark room of the Needy for decades?!

I hate him!! ”

"I can tell you about his weaknesses and teach you the best magic to deal with him...... As long as you don't destroy me. ”

As a Horcrux, Voldemort's most powerful thing is his ability to bewitch people's hearts, and he believes that as long as he is not destroyed, he will be able to control him soon if he slowly contacts the boy for a while.

"Your proposal is very attractive." Rove seemed to really think about it, he thought for a moment, and said:

"So be it...... You beg me, I'm the softest hearted, as long as you beg me and say a few soft words, I will let you go.

I swear by the name of the Potions professor I respect the most. ”

Hearing that the young man in front of him made him beg for mercy, the soul in the crown suddenly burned with anger and felt a great humiliation.

Since he was a child, he had only taken it once, and that was in the orphanage, when he first met Dumbledore.

The old thing, let him return the loot to its rightful owner, and apologize to the weak.

At that time, Tom was only eleven years old, and he was still very weak, so he had to bow his head, but since then, especially in adulthood, no one in the entire wizarding world dared to humiliate him like this!

He's Voldemort!!

Therefore, the red eyes stared at the young man, he sneered, and said very hardly, "I...... Please. ”

To the body, he is only a small piece of soul, but to himself, he is a unique existence, and Voldemort does not want to disappear like this!

Although he begged for mercy verbally, he still thought in his heart that when he controlled the boy, he would torture him well and shame him for today's humiliation!

The corners of Rove's mouth curled up, and he said with satisfaction: "Very good, since you have begged for mercy, then I ......"

"Still going to destroy you."

“……”

Voldemort was stunned, and said angrily, "What you say doesn't count?" ”

"yes." Rove was straightforward, "What, you're not convinced?" ”

Voldemort was furious, his eyes were red, and he yelled at the young man, "If you dare to destroy me, my body will not let you go!" ”

Rove tugged at the corners of his mouth, smiling rather than smiling. "Your first Horcrux, the journal, threatened me like that, too,

After I destroyed it, I was scared for a long time, worried that Voldemort would trouble me. It's a pity that your body hasn't done anything, and it's obviously not as hard as your mouth.

Goodbye, Mr. Horcrux, when you see the journal, help me say hello to him. ”

The boy stabbed the dagger downward, only to hear the sound of metal, followed by a long scream.

The rusty crown was split in half.

Shirley looked at the cracked crown and asked curiously, "Can Voldemort feel his Horcruxes destroyed?" ”

"I can't." Rove shook his head, "If Voldemort could feel it, he would have known it when the diary was destroyed, but he didn't actually notice it.

He had split souls too many times, and for so long, that it was hard to feel the situation with the Horcruxes. ”

"Too many soul splits?" Shirley said keenly, "Did Voldemort make a lot of Horcruxes?" ”

"Yes." Rove nodded.

In addition to Harry's half-Horcrux, Voldemort also made five Horcruxes, of which the diary and crown have been destroyed.

Slytherin pendants and rings are easy to find...... Only Hufflepuff's Gold Cup is the most troublesome.

Rov has to speed things up.

Shirley put the two tiaras back into the box, and the young man looked at the back of the ponytail girl, and suddenly frowned:

"Shirley, is your leg hurt? I see you are walking on your right foot, and you seem to be a little weak? ”

"I sprained it yesterday." Shirley turned her head and said, "I've already applied an ice pack and smeared some potions that invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis, and it's fine." ”

"I'll heal you in a few tens of seconds with my healing hand." Rove urged, "Hurry up and put your pants ...... Ahh ”

Shirley sat beside Rove obediently, and after she took off her shoes and socks, she put a white and tender right foot on the boy's thigh.

The ponytail girl's feet are very beautiful, the toes are as crystal as cardamom, and the arch of the foot is just right to a perfect arc, but the ankle is slightly swollen.

Rolf pulled up his trouser leg and gently stroked Shirley's ankle with his hand, asking, "How can it be sprained?" ”

The ponytail girl blushed and said honestly: "I went to the library yesterday to borrow a book about dance, practiced according to it, and then accidentally twisted my foot. ”

Rove laughed dumbly, no wonder Shirley didn't want to tell him about the injury, it did sound funny.

He narrowed his eyes again, puzzled, "Why did you suddenly remember to learn to dance?" ”

"I've never learned to dance at all, and I'm afraid I'll step on your foot at the Christmas ball." Shirley whispered, "I just want to practice it in private." ”

"Learning to dance is something that you can't learn just by reading books, you have to let someone who knows how to teach it." Rove laughed.

Shirley hummed softly, suddenly widened her eyes, looked down at the young man's restless hand, and said in shame, "Where are you touching?" ”

Rove smiled and said, "Oh, you didn't have a sprained leg, I thought it was sprained." ”

The boy reluctantly took back the hand that had quietly rubbed the girl's calf.

Shirley glared, grabbed his hand again, put it back on her lap, her ears were red, and she said softly: "Just ...... I just sprained it, you can help me treat it again. ”

Rove laughed, and Shirley tilted her head over his shoulder and muttered:

"Rove, teach me how to dance."

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