this infinite world

Chapter 151 Father and Daughter
"...Tom."

When Dumbledore heard this dangerously sweet voice like a thorny flower, he once again raised his hand in a movement that was too fast for the elderly to see clearly, as if he was facing an enemy. He pointed his wand at the inside of the cage: "Sure enough, you have always been possessed by your daughter!"

"Don't make such a fuss, Dumbledore."

Delphi... No, Voldemort, who is now using Delphi's body, smiled softly, and in that laugh, there seemed to be half-satisfaction and half-disdain.

Facing the Elder Wand raised by Dumbledore at this moment, the performance of the Dark Lord was actually much more normal than that of the somewhat hysterical Delphine. He was not at all worried that he was in a cage, and continued to speak in a relaxed tone. : "Shouldn't you have guessed this kind of thing a long time ago? The kid who went back to the past with Delphi must have told you what I did to Quirinus Quirrell in the future. "

"He told me, but I didn't expect that you would use this kind of parasitic evil magic on your own daughter!" Dumbledore's tone was full of anger.

"Parasite? No, my great Dumbledore, why do you think so?"

Voldemort laughed again, his smile was perfect, matched with Delphine's pretty face, like the Queen of England receiving guests calmly: "This is obviously a great soul magic, which can make the soul without a body rest On the living, sharing life with them... It's not some evil black magic, Dumbledore, a fool like Quirinus Quirrell, just because he can't stand Salazar Slater It's just Lin's blood."

Dumbledore looked at the disciple who finally showed his true colors, with some unknown emotion flashing in his eyes, but his hand holding the wand did not tremble at all: "Have you not given up on the old blood theory, Tom?" ?”

"Why not? The blood of wizards does have magical powers, and even you should understand that, my dear professor."

Voldemort put one hand in front of his eyes and looked back and forth, as if he was studying which of the different colors of nail polish painted on Delphi's fingers was more vivid and suitable for him: "Although when I first founded the organization of Walpus Knights, It is true that I want to take advantage of those pure-blood idiots who are full of ambition and calculation, and the pure-blood families behind them who are gradually losing their former glory. But as time goes by, I understand that the collection of books in those old antique homes is indeed a bit clever place... and I, too, got some inspiration from it."

"For example, my name."

Voldemort didn't use his wand either, and with a flick of his finger in the air, a bright green trace was immediately formed, which instantly formed his name, Tom Marvolo Riddle (Tom Marvolo Riddle).

And with his fingers moving slightly again, the letters changed their order in the air, forming a sentence, I am Lord Voldemort (I am Lord Voldemort), and he himself smiled and said: "A very interesting little word puzzle, Don't you? I kind of like the idea of ​​mine, and the powerful ancient magic cast on the name."

"...Especially, when those daring wizards pronounced this name, and I appeared in front of them a few seconds later, their expressions of surprise and despair."

"So that's how the magic on your name came about..." A long-held question in Dumbledore's mind was finally solved today, he took a deep breath, and said again: "But Tom, I'm here today. I'm not here to discuss the subject of magic and your family history with you."

"Oh? Then what is my dear Transfiguration teacher planning to discuss with me?" Voldemort casually blew on his nails, which seemed to have a trace of green light debris on them: "For example, recall the past and talk about my past. The eventful years at Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore stared at every movement of Voldemort's fingers, and shook his head: "I'm here to correct the mistakes I made."

Voldemort paused slightly, but Dumbledore continued: "Tom, before coming to Azkaban, those mysterious wizards from the Wandering Sea once told me that some people are born with evil seeds. To anyone with a keen sense of smell, they smell worse than frog piss."

Voldemort froze completely, and suddenly, half of her face began to contort again.Half of Delphi's face screamed with disgust, "Shut up! How dare you insult the great Dark Lord like that! You..."

"I said, be quiet, Delphi."

Suddenly, Delphi's voice stopped abruptly like a cut-off phone, and Voldemort's expression became a little more serious. Instead of his previous looseness, he put on a serious expression and said: "I should Have you said that? I will give proper respect to those enemies who can become my opponents, and those who have defeated me, because disrespecting them is a mockery of myself... just like you just tried to insult Haha Like Lippert, I've stopped you once."

"No matter how mediocre the 'Boy Who Lived' was, no matter how mediocre his magic, no matter how stupid his mind, in the original future, he escaped me and my Death Eaters by mere luck, he won the ultimate victory in the end ...Moreover, from the moment I heard the prophecy, 'the me at that time' personally chose him, and chose him to be my strong enemy."

"As for the rivals I admit, etiquette needs to be followed. Delphi, I have granted you the qualification to be an observer, but it does not mean that you can surpass it. I hope you know how to measure it."

"Remember, there is no next time."

After saying these words, Voldemort put down his hands, looked at Dumbledore for the first time and said, "It seems that my dear professor has finally decided to kill me? With all due respect, you should have made up your mind earlier."

"Tom, your performance just now surprised me again. Compared with the you when you went back to Hogwarts to apply for a job, and the you in the future, you are closer to the you when you were in school."

Dumbledore looked at Voldemort with complicated eyes: "Maybe people will think wildly when they are old... But I don't understand, is this another layer of disguise hidden under your mask, or you have really experienced many things. Even after having a daughter, I changed myself again."

"So?" Voldemort was not in a hurry, but asked with interest.

Regarding Voldemort's words that could even be called teasing, Dumbledore said firmly: "No, I have hesitated for too long."

"Tom Marvolo Riddle, you are such a natural villain, so as your teacher, I naively thought that you could change your ways...but I was wrong. To indulge you is cruel to everyone , so I am obliged to correct this mistake of mine!"

Amidst Dumbledore's shouts, the Elder Wand in his hand shot out a silver light, hitting Voldemort's chest.

"New magic?"

Voldemort looked down at his chest, where a silver light was spreading: "Not bad."

In the next second, his body fell down.

—Like a snake whose bones have been pulled out.

(End of this chapter)