N-A-A Chapter 256 This is saliva from Shakespeare's poetry!
Chapter 256 This is saliva from Shakespeare's poetry!
The 16-year-old Voldemort's soul, contained in the Horcrux of the diary, was previously injured by Dumbledore, resulting in a significant decrease in his perception. Currently, he can only communicate with wizards outside the world through writing and ink marks.
About two months later, the diary was mysteriously unsealed and even started being read and written on. The young version of Voldemort's soul originally wanted to stay calm, observe the situation, and make a move.
So that the person outside wouldn't be that old man he didn't want to see.
But after a while, he couldn't hold back any longer.
Because the auto-writing quill pen will automatically write according to the entered content.
As more and more errors in low-level spell knowledge and basic alchemy intrude into the mind of the teenage Voldemort, he can no longer remain silent.
Of course, the reason he no longer remained silent was that he dared to gamble that the person outside was not Dumbledore.
Because Dumbledore isn't that low-class or that despicable.
"Stop writing! Let me teach you the correct magic knowledge!"
The large amount of ink left by the automatic writing quill on the blank pages of the diary was absorbed.
Then, some ink smudges appeared on the blank pages of the diary, arranging themselves into the sentence.
Upon seeing this, Dudley revealed a wicked smile.
There's a response! That's good!
He had no interest in beating around the bush with the youthful version of Voldemort, or playing word games with ulterior motives and empty promises.
He interrupted the quill's automatic writing magic, and controlled the quill to write directly on the blank page of the diary:
"Tom Marvolo Riddle, 16-year-old Voldemort, how are you feeling? Do you need to replenish your life force and magic?"
As soon as I wrote that sentence, the diary went silent again.
The younger version of Voldemort in the story was furious.
He had just harbored a tiny bit of wishful thinking, believing that some foolish, unlucky little wizard had, by chance, obtained the method to break the magical chains and a diary, and had unsealed the diary, using it as a homework notebook.
It now appears that the diary has fallen into the hands of a wizard who knows his secrets and has ulterior motives.
I just don't know what the relationship is between this wizard and Dumbledore, or what the purpose was of writing that sentence just now.
"who are you?"
After a long while, a few words appeared again on the blank page of the diary.
This made Dali feel even more discouraged.
Do we have to answer questions with questions?
If he weren't afraid of accidentally sending the youthful version of Voldemort's soul into the world of the dead behind the veil, thus destroying a Horcrux with high fusion and experimental value, and if he weren't trying to figure out the current endurance of the youthful version of Voldemort's soul, he would have already taken action to torture and retaliate, plus experiment on it.
Since the youthful version of Voldemort's soul is so ungrateful, then...
"Avada! Let's eat a melon!"
Without warning, Dudley raised his hand and chanted a spell, unleashing a straight green beam of the Killing Curse that grazed the edge of the diary Horcrux and struck the open ground beside him.
Then, before causing damage to the open space, he used his mind to dissipate the energy of the Killing Curse.
All of this seemed like a dream that had never happened.
But the youthful version of Voldemort's soul in the Horcrux of the diary doesn't think so.
His current perception is not so weak that he cannot sense the energy of the Killing Curse that is only millimeters away.
Merlin's green fluorescent quill pen! If that Killing Curse had hit the diary Horcrux, he would be talking to Death right now.
"What exactly do you want? I need life force and magic, do you think you'll give them to me?"
A line of writing quickly appeared on the blank page of the diary.
"Of course! It just depends on how much you need to manifest your soul avatar. There's no need for such a laborious communication."
Dudley controlled the quill pen and wrote on the blank page.
"The more the better, of course! Find me a junior wizard, preferably a pure-blood, and use an Imperius Curse to control him, making him dedicate all his life force, magic power, spiritual power... everything to me!"
The youthful version of Voldemort, shamelessly using ink to form sentences, made extremely unreasonable demands.
"Dream on! A leopard can't change its spots. Just like Voldemort's main spirit, he's thinking of resurrecting his body to continue wreaking havoc on the wizarding world!"
Dudley wrote ruthlessly on a blank page in his diary.
This filthy curse instantly enraged the youthful version of Voldemort, and it took him a while to calm down and suppress his anger.
Unlike Voldemort's main soul and the most recently split soul, the Voldemort soul in the Horcrux is the first part of Voldemort to split, possessing the clearest and most rational mind.
He understood that the enemy was strong and he was weak, and that this enemy knew his secrets and was just as fickle as him, changing his attitude at any moment.
He couldn't just snap back because of his temper; he had to control himself, he had to...
"puff--"
Suddenly, a large spray of water mist landed on the diary-shaped artifact.
The youthful version of Voldemort's soul in it is just...stupid.
Who is he? What is he doing? He just... spat a huge mouthful of saliva at me?
Outrageous!
Wait, no, this isn't your average saliva, it's the saliva from Shakespeare's poems!
It contains life! And magic!
The younger version of Voldemort was in a dilemma, unsure whether to absorb the saliva or not.
Let's do it! A true hero should act like one; he can't sacrifice his life force and magic for the sake of saving face!
"Hahaha!"
Dudley looked at the water stains on the diary fading quickly and let out a hearty laugh.
He knew that Voldemort had always been a pragmatist.
Whether it's using the banner of pureblood supremacy to gather corrupt pureblood forces to be his underlings, or now shamelessly absorbing the elixir of immortality containing his saliva, these are all living examples!
Dudley noticed that the younger version of Voldemort's soul was responding slowly, and he couldn't wait any longer. So he condensed a large mouthful of water in his mouth, added the effects of the elixir of immortality, and infused it with some magic.
Then, he spat it directly into the diary.
This move would both control the amount of life force and magic absorbed by the youth version of Voldemort's soul and greatly humiliate Voldemort, allowing Harry and Dudley to vent their anger a little.
Dudley has never forgotten the Cruciatus Curse that afflicted the Gringotts vault.
Amid Dudley's mocking laughter and Harry's barely perceptible smugness, the youthful version of Voldemort's soul within the Horcrux in the diary absorbed all the saliva Dudley had just sprayed onto the diary.
They obtained a portion of life force and magic that was not quite enough.
These are far from enough to allow him to resurrect his body and become a completely new Voldemort.
Even getting him to manifest the simplest mental illusion was a struggle.
But he still decided to create a dim soul avatar to see for himself what kind of face this despicable wizard really had.