Glory To Slytherin

Tom in his youth is panicked now.

Not long after graduation, Tom got the method of making Horcrux by chance. Obsessed with longevity, he immediately set about making it. The first one was his school diary.

The young Voldemort is a person who pays great attention to the sense of ritual. He can certainly not be used to make Horcruxes that can be seen everywhere on the roadside. Even if the diary is originally used as a Horcrux, it is because it has a special memorial to himself. For the sake of meaning.

After the Horcrux, he began to carefully consider, and finally set his sights on the relics of the four founders of Hogwarts. In his opinion, there is nothing more suitable for making Horcruxes than the relics of the four legendary wizards, and only these are worthy of his pride.

So, he worked as a clerk in a shop in Knockdown Alley and successfully got Hufflepuff's gold cup. He returned to Hogwarts a few years later, confuses Helena Ravenclaw through rhetoric, and took the crown away from Hogwarts.

The memory of the soul in the crown ends here, because this is a remnant of the young Voldemort, at this moment, I feel at a loss, I just feel a headache, and I can't figure out what the situation is.

The black air was volatile, and it took a long time to barely maintain his soul stability.

Young Voldemort resisted the headache and quickly watched the surroundings.

This is a gray room, in which stands a handsome boy who seems to be about to watch a show with a smile but a smile, a tall female ghost, and a cold-eyed woman who brings unlimited pressure to him.

look familiar……

The young Voldemort blinked in disbelief and blurted out:

"Roina Ravenclaw?"

As a man of fifty years ago, entering the Ravenclaw common room was naturally a trivial matter for him. In fact, he visited almost all the places in the castle.

In the Ravenclaw common room, he had seen the extremely eye-catching witch stone statue, carved by the legendary wizard a thousand years ago and one of the founders of Hogwarts.

At this time, the face of the woman in front of her was exactly the same as the stone statue.

Rowena Ravenclaw stared at the young Voldemort and suddenly turned to Ulysses and asked:

"do you know him?"

Ulysses pondered for a while, and said:

"His name is Tom Riddle. He was an outstanding Slytherin graduate fifty years ago. He was transcendent talented and highly regarded by professors. Later he came from the name Voldemort. He became the second generation of the British Dark Lord in a century. He was once powerful and terrifying. The shadow of "almost enveloped the entire UK...until he was killed by a baby fourteen years ago."

Young Voldemort's mood was ups and downs.

What Ulysses said gave him a touch of contentment, saying that this was me, a stunning black magic genius. But his last words almost made the young Voldemort spit out a mouthful of old blood.

What does it mean to be killed by a baby?

You said me so badly that you were killed by a baby in the end?

Are you joking?

"Pouch."

Helena on the side couldn't help laughing.

She naturally knew what had happened in the past few decades. Hogwarts was an important battlefield against Voldemort, and as the ghost of the castle, she had a clearer context of events. But it was so happy to say it from Ulysses.

Rowena Ravenclaw nodded slightly, her eyes refocused on the young Voldemort, and said without any emotion:

"Very interesting experience... so is this your reason and confidence to blaspheme the legacy of the founder?"

Her tone was indifferent, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her. But the young Voldemort only felt a tremor in his soul, knowing that she might break her own soul at any time, and for a while, all the pride of the genius dark wizard was thrown aside, and he said in a hurry:

"Ms. Ravenclaw, you are misunderstood... I am not blasphemy by doing this, but I show respect for you..."

At the moment of knowing the identity of the woman in front of him, the young Voldemort knew that today is probably too bad. The soul that had been silent in the Horcrux for decades had just been awakened and encountered an enemy called a nightmare, which made him extremely depressed, but his survival instinct still allowed him to fight for the illusory chance of survival as much as possible.

"respect?"

Rowena Ravenclaw smiled slightly, and she repeated the word again. She, with extremely high intelligence, immediately understood the reason why the young Voldemort chose the crown as a Horcrux.

She smiled suddenly, looked at the young Voldemort indifferently, and said, "Don't mention this for now. What I want to know is, where did you know the method of making Horcrux?"

The young Voldemort looked at her and said:

"I said you will let me go?"

"You have no right to bargain. Even if you are a remnant soul now, I still have a way to know everything I want to know."

Rowena Ravenclaw remained indifferent.

"The first time I heard it was at Hogwarts."

The young Voldemort hesitated, but after seeing Rowena Ravenclaw’s increasingly cold eyes, he said, “The potions professor at the time was a very talented professor. I saw a book in the library. For the vague description of the Horcrux in the book, I asked him about it, and he also told me how to make the Horcrux..."

He sold Horace Slughorn without any psychological burden, and now he is overwhelmed with his own thoughts, and he still has so many thoughts. "But just knowing how to make it is not enough. There is no curse to make Horcrux. ...Until later, I got an ancient heritage stele, from which I got detailed information about the Horcrux..."

"Inheritance stele?"

Rowena Ravenclaw frowned and asked, "Where did you get it?"

The expression in the young Voldemort's eyes changed, and he lowered his head and said:

"In a remote hill in Argyll County..."

"lie."

Rowena Ravenclaw interrupted him coldly.

The young Voldemort's tone was stagnant, and he sighed and said:

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you. In the dark forest of Albania."

With his head down, he concealed the beating fierceness in his eyes well. What Ulysses said he believed at most half, that his body could not die, the existence of this remnant soul is the best proof.

He concluded that Roina Ravenclaw's body must not exist in the world, and what he sees is nothing but memory or spirits. If you want to prove the own, it is this strange boy who is going to Albania. .

As long as Ulysses goes, there will be a big surprise waiting for him.

Ulysses discovered his extremely important secret, and he naturally wanted to do everything possible to get rid of Ulysses.

"Albania again?"

Ulysses murmured suspiciously from the side.

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