Chapter 117 - 117 I’m Lord Voldemort, of course.

Chapter 117: Chapter 117 I'm Lord Voldemort, of course.

Dracula frowned when he saw the pendant he had given away two months ago.

The original gloomy wood amulet should have been darker than black ink, as if it had gathered all the darkness in the world.

However, the amulet hanging around Harry's neck was not as black as before, but instead seemed to be stained with a touch of blood red -

Although it was still black, it was not as pure as before.

This was a phenomenon that would only occur after absorbing multiple powerful black magics. Those black magics that only appeared once or twice and had weak magic power could not change the color of the gloomy wood amulet at all!

"Don't leave in a hurry, I have something else to ask you." Dracula stopped Harry who was about to open the door and asked seriously, "Have you met any dark wizards recently?"

"Dark wizards?" Harry asked doubtfully, "No... if we exclude those weird wizards I met in Knockturn Alley."

"Have those dark wizards already attacked you before you met me?" Dracula frowned slightly.

Harry shook his head blankly.

Dracula also felt that the dark wizards who could survive in Knockturn Alley were not the kind of reckless people who would act rashly.

At that time, Harry suddenly appeared in Knockturn Alley, and those extremely cautious dark wizards first tried to test him, not sure whether this little wizard had any powerful backers wandering around.

The female demon who stopped Harry should be the first creature to take the initiative to test, and the spooky wood amulet should not have been triggered...

"Could it be..." Dracula asked slowly, "You were attacked in that Muggle's house?"

"No... Professor, I really didn't encounter any attack!" Harry said without thinking, "If Uncle Vernon locked me in an iron cage in the room doesn't count..."

"Wait." Dracula suddenly interrupted Harry and asked with a frown, "Why did he lock you in an iron cage, Potter? Has this kind of abuse happened often before?" Visitt novelbin(.)co/m for the latest updates

A cold light appeared in Dracula's eyes.

Dare to imprison his students, and the other party is just a Muggle who has accomplished nothing. This makes Dracula feel very embarrassed!

"Professor, don't be impulsive!" Looking at Dracula's cold eyes, Harry shuddered suddenly.

Although Harry hated the Dursleys and they were very unfriendly to him... but they were still his relatives who raised him since he was a child! Harry didn't want to let the family die on the street because of his own reasons.

After all, he knew that Professor Dracula would really kill them!

So Harry quickly explained, "Professor, it was actually me who provoked Uncle Vernon first, so he locked me up..."

"Really?" Dracula narrowed his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes faded a little, "Tell me, how did you offend him?"

"Because Uncle Vernon and his men hid all my magic-related things, I felt a little resentful..." Harry said uneasily, "So I messed up his big business..."

After saying this, Harry secretly glanced at Dracula, but found that his eyebrows were frowned even deeper.

"This is unlike you, Potter," Dracula said, "I don't think you'd take revenge on a little wizard in this way."

"Maybe I got carried away..." Harry scratched his head.

"No." Dracula interrupted him again, "It's true that getting carried away can happen, but you knew you couldn't use magic outside, and you knew that destroying your uncle's big business would make him hate you, but you still did it."

"This can't be explained by getting carried away, this is called stupidity!"

Dracula's tone was too harsh, and his eyes were full of cold doubts.

Harry's face froze, and he subconsciously wanted to argue that it wasn't him who did it, but a diary called Tom Riddle...

But Harry couldn't say it.

Because Tom didn't want him to expose its existence, he didn't want to betray his academic mentor and friend.

But Harry's hesitation of less than a second made Dracula see something different.

"Interesting." Dracula suddenly put away his stern face and raised his mouth, "Potter, you didn't tell me the truth, right?"

"Do you know what the name of that spell is, Potter?" Dracula looked at the mouse in his hand and slowly took out his wand from his pocket-

"Avada Kedavra."

A dazzling green light suddenly appeared!

The mouse was hit by the green light, lost its breath instantly, and collapsed in Dracula's hands.

"The name of this spell... is called the Kedavra Curse, Potter!" Dracula said word by word.

Harry opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak for a long time.

A scene vaguely emerged in his mind-

A woman was crying beside him, kissing his cheek... Then, an ugly man with distorted features walked in... The next moment, there was a dazzling and terrifying green light!

"Don't--" Harry suddenly shouted.

The next second, he collapsed on the cold ground with trembling all over...

After a dead silence, Harry took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and saw Dracula looking at him thoughtfully.

"Professor... What happened to me just now?" He asked uneasily.

Dracula's eyes moved, and he was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "It's okay, you may have had a dream, don't worry too much."

After that, he forcibly changed the subject, "Riddle, it's already this time, you still stay in Harry's clothes and don't want to come out?"

A faint black mist emerged, and the handsome black-haired young man appeared in front of Harry very abruptly.

"I knew you would find me sooner or later, Dracula." His expression was not panic at all, but relieved. "But I didn't expect that day to come so soon. I thought I had at least two months!"

"You...you are Tom?!" Harry looked at the black-haired young man in front of him, his mouth wide open in shock. His complicated thoughts were indeed dispersed by Riddle. "Didn't you say...you are just a diary with thoughts, and you can only communicate with me by writing?!"

Such a bizarre scene was no less than a volcanic eruption for Harry's mood!

He knew that he was really deceived. Professor Dracula was right...

Harry leaned against the wall of the office in a daze, his eyes almost losing focus.

"I'm sorry, Harry, I did lie to you." Riddle turned his head and looked at Harry's lifeless eyes, "But I had to lie to you. This is the task Voldemort gave me."

"What did you say?" The name of the old enemy instantly pulled Harry's thoughts back, "You just said... Voldemort?!"

"Don't you understand, Potter?" Dracula sighed softly and looked at the black-haired young man standing next to Harry, "Explain to him, Riddle, who are you?"

Unexpectedly, Riddle did not resist Dracula's arrangement, but just nodded to him gently.

"Voldemort..." Riddle looked at Harry and said softly, "It's my past, present and future, Harry."

He suddenly snatched his wand from Harry's hand, drew a few strokes in the air, and wrote three shining names-

Tom Marvolo Riddle (Tom Marvolo Riddle).

Then he waved Harry's wand, and the letters automatically changed positions and became -

I am Lord Voldemort.

"See?" He whispered, "I used this name when I was studying at Hogwarts, of course, only to my closest friends. Do you think I will use the name of my dirty Muggle father for the rest of my life?"

"No, Harry. I came up with a new name for myself. I know that one day, when I become the greatest wizard in the world, wizards everywhere will not dare to say this name easily!"

Harry's mind seemed to freeze.

He stared blankly at Riddle, this man, who was once an orphan whose parents died, and when he grew up, he actually killed Harry's parents and so many other people...

And he regarded this man as his close friend for a long time!