Chapter 111 Voldemort's True Purpose

Voldemort leisurely admired Anton's expression, and licked the corner of his mouth, as if examining a delicious food.

Anton frowned.

There was only one thought in his mind—why is Mao at this time?

Why did Mao suddenly want to speak up at this time? Obviously this time reached a turning point that Anton didn't know about!

The wand in the hidden button of his arm slid, and the tail of the wand gently slid into his palm.

At the same time, the fingers of his left hand moved slightly, unhooking a hidden button, and a very elastic rubber band strangled his fingers.

Just lightly straighten your fingers, and the device on the arm will flick the spare wand into his hand, which is to prevent being 'disarmed'.

"Hahahaha..." Voldemort opened his hands and laughed heartily.

"I've noticed you since you were an ordinary student, Anthony Weasley."

He looked down at Anton on the chair. At this moment, the child looked so weak and helpless, "Thanks to Snape, he took special care of you, and then let you come into my sight."

Snapped!

He propped his hands on the table, bent his head close to Anton, and stared closely at Anton's face, "It's like looking in a mirror, looking at a person who is so similar to himself."

Anton looked at him coldly, "Really?"

"Hahaha." Voldemort smiled more freely, "Look at this calm and composed look, obviously terrified to death, but not showing any signs of expression, it's not too familiar, oh, I was like this to Dumbledore back then Yes, haha."

"Disarm you!"

call out.

The wand in Anton's hand fluttered and fell gently into his palm.

"Sure enough, I was not mistaken." Voldemort pinched the wand with two fingers, stroked it with the other hand, and smiled slightly, "Yew wood!"

"Because of the poisonous sap, the yew is often associated with magic and death. After the old outer layer of the yew dies, a new tree will continue to grow from the center, so it is regarded as the "tree of immortality." ", also symbolizes the reincarnation of the soul."

He raised his eyebrows. "So does my wand."

Anton sighed, it's great, Lao Fu found another common ground.

Voldemort stretched out his slender fingers and flicked the wand. "The core is the tail hair of thestral? That's really interesting. This kind of core is considered unstable and difficult to use in wand making."

"Of course, that's why I like you."

Voldemort casually threw his wand on the table and looked at Anton with a smile, "Unstable, dying, but wonderfully alive."

He walked casually in the office, waving his magic wand, and the entire office was covered by rays of magic spell light, "I'm talking about your soul, Anton."

"Your soul is so unique, twin soul?"

"Obviously, you have been tortured by many jinxes and even the Unforgivable Curse, and your soul looks broken, like a mess."

"You should be thankful for the existence of another unconscious soul, who maintained you through the dangerous moment when the early soul was wiped out."

"I was thinking then!" Voldemort turned to look at Anton.

"This is simply a gift from God. It is so wonderful and so magical to have such a messy soul appear in front of my eyes." Voldemort said with an aria, "I just want to put your memory, your will , your emotions, etc. are all cleaned up, and this mass of soul is the best tool to repair my soul."

"Not only that……"

Voldemort was obviously very happy, "Because of the characteristics of your twin soul, I can still be reborn in you! Anton, you are so unique! It's perfect!"

Anton pursed his lips, but still did not speak.

Although he wanted to complain that the villain died because of talking too much, he really had no spell to resist, and the proud Dumbledore obviously would not have thought that Voldemort would do it at this time.

Now only pray that Dumbledore's revamped dragon spell will work.

With his brain running fast, Anton kept thinking of ways to break the situation.

He guessed Voldemort's desire for immortality, but he didn't guess that the best way was not the Philosopher's Stone but himself!

It's very fucked up.

sigh.

Voldemort was still chattering over there, "It's a pity that the strength I can exert in this terrible body that I parasitize has no way to get rid of the twin soul in your soul."

"A small obstacle!" He smiled proudly, "Then who else has the ability to help me do this?"

Voldemort raised his lips slightly, "Dumbledore."

"Dumbledore is indeed the most powerful wizard." Voldemort mentioned this, but there was no admiration on his face. "But when it comes to understanding the soul, there is no one stronger than me in this world."

"I frequently call you to the office to teach, and it is impossible for the sensitive Dumbledore to put you aside and ignore you."

"It's not easy. I spent a huge price to control this body to teach you, and I will quietly cast a spell on you."

"Curse?" Anton was stunned, "I didn't realize it!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Voldemort laughed and leaned forward, "Perceived? How ridiculous, still noticed! It would be strange if I cast a spell to make you aware. Don't talk about you, as long as Dumbledore is not there, it is still impossible for Dumbledore to know."

He paced the office triumphantly, "How could he have guessed that what I cast on you was not black magic, heh, you thought I only knew black magic?"

"You're in the Forbidden Forest, don't you think it's strange that you were suddenly promoted from that ridiculous 'moving figure' to summoning a werewolf knight?"

"Of course, you are also very smart and outstanding. But most importantly, I have helped you increase the strength of your soul."

"Time and time again, little by little, very carefully."

"However, there was a little accident. I just wanted to destroy the balance between you and that unconscious soul, so that you would faint into a living dead at a certain critical point, and this would be in exchange for Dumbledore's shot. I didn't expect this That's one day ahead."

"very nice!"

Voldemort gracefully raised his wand, facing Anton, "Just do it right, and put your most delicious state in front of me."

"You should be honored that you are about to be a part of me, a part of greatness."

Anton's face was still evaluating, and he looked at Voldemort coldly, "And then? You devoured my soul and reborn in my body, Dumbledore will know immediately, he knows that I am in contact with you, and has been paying attention I."

"You're reborn, you can't beat him, and you can't escape from Hogwarts. This plan is just stupid."

"Stupid?" Voldemort was obviously irritated, he stared at Anton coldly, "Let me tell you what is stupid, werewolves are magical animals with a danger level of 5X, and the same level is a basilisk and an acromantula. It's a manticore, it's a fire dragon!"

Anton frowned, "Werewolves are wizards in essence, and shouldn't be classified as magical beasts!"

"Heh~" Voldemort sneered, "I don't want to argue with you about this, after I'm reborn on you, you'll be able to see clearly what a werewolf is! It's a 5X dangerous magical animal and a wizard at the same time. It is so powerful, but you only regard it as a trick of transformation, and you still have to learn some ridiculous ropes."

"Oh, it's a pity you won't be able to see it then, but Dumbledore will, which is a big surprise for him."

He held up his wand again and pointed at Anton, "Then, let us finally thank the teacher-student friendship during this period, goodbye, my only student."