"Little Tom, what surprise did you give me again?"

Du Wei asked relaxedly into the air around him.

Beside him, brilliance flows.

Finally, those scenes began to change and solidify.

Finally, Duwei saw Tom. That was Tom after graduation. He had not yet turned into Voldemort. He was an adult wizard wearing a black robe. Neither his body nor his face had been tortured by alchemy.

trace.

He is still a handsome young man, this should be the day when he was working in Bojinbok Magic Props Shop.

But his expression was still gloomy, and he held a wand in his hand - just like Harry's sister wand made of holly wood and phoenix tail feathers, his wand was also made of Fox's tail feathers. If not necessary, Tom Riddle

He will never give up his magic wand.

In front of him was the escaping wizard. He was alone, but there were more than one of these wizards.

However, these people were so killed by Tom that they didn't even dare to resist.

"Leave something behind!"

Tom shouted sternly. What he held in his hand seemed not to be a magic wand, but a sharp sword. He chopped down the people in front of him mercilessly. There were wizards who wanted to escape, and there was something around them.

, will suddenly turn into a poisonous snake.

There was a man who wanted to leave the living room. His hand was about to grab the door handle, but the door handle turned into a poisonous snake. The poisonous snake bit the wizard's hand with a fierce bite.

This is one of the most brilliant spells among wizards, the transformation spell.

The venomous snakes transformed by these transformation spells all have venom glands, and they bite the wizards who are caught off guard, killing them on the spot.

His face was blue and black.

As for those wizards who dared to take up arms to resist, they were all easily killed by Tom.

Tom walked forward, leaving behind a middle-aged man, a man with a neat beard and a very panic-looking man.

He holds a book in his arms.

"What a pity that this is your family heirloom? But look at how useless you are.

You are really bringing it to shame!"

Tom said softly, "Now, it will be in my hands and flourish."

The man opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but unfortunately, just like that, Voldemort told him to shut his mouth!

Wave your magic wand!

Ava sued for his life and told the middle-aged man to shut up. Du Wei stood beside him and kept making noises.

"Little Tom, you talk too much. This is not your behavior."

This time, Tom ignored Duwei. He reached out and picked up the book. In this book, an alchemist was explaining the truth.

Take your own wand and put various materials into the crucible facing the cover.

Little Tom opened the cover of the book and began to study.

It was as if he didn't know Du Wei was with him.

His mouth is talking.

Du Wei heard about the Horcrux, the body, and the secret of never dying!

"Curiosity is the reason why humans seek death and the ladder of progress."

Duwei said lazily: "Okay, Tom, stop acting, dear, you have never seen Ms. Gunter die.

No matter how talented you are in magic, my dear."

Duwei did not try to pull out the wand. He knew that it was Voldemort's memory. For a master of Occlumency and Legilimency, memory is his home field. "When your mother died, you were just born, Riddle."

.

Did you use some kind of time conversion device to witness your mother's death?

Riddle, no, you didn't. You just felt that this woman deserved her death. If she were still alive, you would definitely kill her with your own hands, just like you killed your father and your grandparents with your own hands.

You won't go to see your mother.

What are you doing to see your mother?

To witness something you will never understand?

love?

Or is it the pitiful, unrequited love of a woman?

Or do you hate her?

Then you should smile a little when you see her die.

You can't imagine what you haven't seen, little Tom.

You can't imagine things that you haven't experienced before. Everything is prototyped in your own mind.

So, Tom, you don't know what love, friendship, or love is.

Still unwilling to talk to me?

Little Tom.

Is this why you ran away from Ms. Bella?

Are you running away from me like you're running away from Ms. Bella?"

Duwei talked lazily to himself. Tom did not respond to his previous words.

But when it came to Bella, Tom suddenly spoke.

"It's your pathetic theory about love again, isn't it? Have you ever seen love, Dowey Jones?"

In this relatively luxurious mansion, Voldemort's voice sounded out layer by layer.

He is talking.

The world is also speaking.

"No, but it exists just like maternal love. It may be short-lived, it may be mysterious, but it does exist.

I have never met love. Just like you, I am a monster soaked in hatred."

Du Wei licked his lips.

He moved his cheeks and made a "pop" sound.

"But I'm not resisting it, you're resisting it, right?

Little Tom, you are also scared.

You even wanted to kill Ms. Bella more than once, didn't you?

Tom, my poor little Tom, little Tom, you can tell that Ms. Bella is special to you. You see, I am talking about Ms. Bella. She has never loved her husband. She loves you, you know.

.

She not only worships you, she calls you master, but do you think she also puts you in the position of her lover?

Poor Ms. Bella is just like you, she doesn't know what love is.

She doesn't know what feelings are either.

But she has feelings.

She was brought up, and then she was left to her husband, another pure-blood family, before she had time to develop feelings. Obviously, my little Tom, you can't understand this thing, and I can't understand it either.

Bella knows.

If you don't like it, you don't like it. If you like it, you just like it. Sometimes, love has nothing to do with money or strength. Sometimes, it's just the opposite. Bella likes strong people, people who can conquer her.

Ms. Bella, I have seen her, and her admiration for you and her emotions for you have reached the point of madness.

Little Tom, my lovely little Tom, I believe you have also felt the hot and intense feelings. It is a pity that you don’t know how to respond, do you?

Killing is what you are best at, and it's over once and for all, so you are a fool, you have love, but you dare not touch it, okay?"

Duwei stared at little Tom and said: "You are afraid, you are afraid, because you found that it is something you don't know what it is."

"Shut up!"

Tom Riddle said solemnly.

"Shut your stinky mouth."

Du Wei didn't shut up.

He never shuts up.

"It hurts your fragile heart, doesn't it?"

Du Wei said with a playful smile. Immediately, an invisible spike appeared and pierced Du Wei's chest. Blood spurted out and Du Wei knelt on the ground.
To be continued...