Aphasia at Hogwarts

"Tom, your plan has failed." Dumbledore said with a serious face. He looked at Tom who was caught by him in the air, and said indifferently, "You will be judged as you deserve."

He has always been an amiable old man. Even if students make mistakes, he will give them a chance first and teach them to go on the right path.

However, the person in front of him has already proved that his educational ideas will not work for him.

Although, this is not Voldemort, it's just Voldemort's memory.

"Judgment?" Tom smiled. He was really a handsome young man with a sunny and gentle smile, which made people believe him and recognize him involuntarily.

Tom looked at the professors in front of him. They stood in a row, half surrounding him. Except for Lockhart who was still sleeping soundly, every professor had serious expressions on their faces.

And standing in front of these professors, it really seemed like he was being judged in a trial court.

Especially since his whole body was tied tightly like a prisoner.

But Tom wasn't nervous.

"I don't know what crime I have committed yet." Tom said with a smile, "I help the current Hogwarts students to make progress in their studies. Similarly, in order to maintain my existence, I took their A little vitality, it will not affect their lives, this is a fair equivalent exchange."

"As for what my main body did." Tom had a regretful expression on his face, "To be honest, I don't understand why I would do such a thing in the future. He probably encountered some accident and was stimulated. .”

"Besides, those have nothing to do with me. I'm just sixteen-year-old Tom. You can't use the future Voldemort to judge me now."

Tom said sincerely, and the expression on his face was so vivid that it moved people's hearts, as if he was really just an innocent memory that was divided.

Dumbledore took a deep look at Tom, just like this. Tom used to behave like this when he was studying at Hogwarts. The professors loved him and the students respected him. He understood people's hearts so well that Dumbledore didn't even notice his problem.

However, the things he did secretly proved that he was never a peaceful and friendly person.

as now.

Dumbledore looked at the trembling gray thread in the cocoon. While Tom was speaking sincerely, he was also using his power to try to influence the students so as to control them and cause chaos.

This was something that had already been expected. It was impossible for Tom to help the students so kindly. Controlling the students was his idea. Although there was no sign of any student being controlled in the early stage, Tom would definitely take action when things changed.

as now.

"Don't try, they slept well," said Dumbledore.

Tom's gentle expression froze, with indifference in his eyes, he looked at Professor Flitwick below, but Professor Flitwick just looked back calmly, not caring.

As for Snape, who was at the entrance of the auditorium, he looked at Tom in the air indifferently, and the bottle in his hand exuded a stronger breath.

But Tom shouldn't be able to smell it, his soul body has no senses.

Dumbledore looked at Tom in the air and waved his wand, "As for what you just said, Tom, I think you would be willing to tell me whose life you used to create this Horcrux diary, I think, You should have that in your memory."

Dumbledore waved his wand, trying to control those tentacles to connect Tom to the original notebook, and then sealed it.

As for whether to search for the soul or destroy it directly, it depends on his idea.

But obviously, things won't go so smoothly.

"I'm really sorry, Professor, I don't want to go back to that place again, it's too small for me." Tom no longer maintained his face, he said indifferently and coldly.

Then, he raised his head and opened his mouth to the ceiling.

"Hissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss (Greatest of the Hogwarts Four, Slytherin, please lower your strength and help me!)"

As his voice came out, the ceiling began to change, and the bricks began to move towards the two sides, revealing a huge hollow in the middle, exuding a deep and dark atmosphere.

Then, a torrent of black fell from the hole and directly poured into Tom's soul, making his eyes darken, fine green lines appeared on his face, and the wizard robe on his body began to agitate.

Dumbledore stared closely at Tom in mid-air, and swung his wand vigorously.

Tom was able to borrow the power of Slytherin in the castle, which was expected long ago, and he would not be unprepared.

The pattern on the surrounding walls began to emit bright light, and three clusters of light appeared from the wall, forming three blurred shadows, heading towards the hole in the ceiling, forming a triangle to surround the hole.

Subsequently, the power of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw formed a barrier, blocking the power of Slytherin and cutting off its connection with Tom.

At the same time, Dumbledore destroyed those white tentacles, trying to pull Tom's soul into the notebook.

But Tom just smiled contemptuously, a dark green light appeared from behind him, and then formed one after another dark green scaled snakes, those scaled snakes climbed along the tentacles that bound Tom, leaving behind black slime, Contaminates the essence of those tentacles.

"Professor, this little trick is useless to me." Tom raised his right hand, a scaled snake swam between his fingers, then raised his small head, and roared silently at Dumbledore .

Dumbledore's face was stern, and the wizard robe on his body fluttered, blocking the power of the curse for him.

"The power of Salazar." Dumbledore snorted coldly.

Although the Big Three have isolated Salazar's power, the moment just now was enough for Tom to absorb enough power, and don't forget, he had been staying with Salazar's power before , Maybe it has swallowed up a lot of Salazar's power.

If it was only Tom's own power, Dumbledore would not find it troublesome even if he drained the life force of all the wizards in the school. However, Salazar was one of the former Big Four, and his power made Dumbledore Feel a little tricky.

And, most importantly, he can't go all out.

Dumbledore looked down at the students, and across the Great Hall.

Whether it was to protect the students or not destroy Hogwarts Castle, he had to retain some of his power.

"Yes, the power of the great Salazar!" Tom said with wild eyes.

He stretched out his hands, and several giant pythons emerged from his back and rushed towards Dumbledore.

At the same time, several giant pythons rushed towards the students below.

The students were connected to the notebook in mid-air through the gray silk thread, and then the white silk thread from the notebook was connected to him, thus restricting his movement.

Although he had polluted the white threads with Salazar's power, keeping them out of Dumbledore's control, he still couldn't leave.

At this moment, he is like a kite, confined in the auditorium by countless silk threads.