Chapter 556 Tom's Decision
"Drunk."
The red spell flew out and hit Bertha directly, followed by another, and the worm tail, which was wailing with saliva, fell into a coma.
There was incredible in Voldemort's eyes - he would rather Dumbledore's guy appear here than the person in front of him.
"You said you," Tom leaned weakly against the nearby tombstone with two magic wands, but his face could not hide his pleasure no matter what. "You said why do you want to be so persistently resurrected."
"If you don't stick to resurrection, how do I know you can be here?"
Tom said as he snatched the last wand of the worm tail, "It is because I am getting weaker and weaker that I am determined that you are coming to resurrection."
"Look, I know only a few magical methods. You know more than me. After all, I don't have the memory of traveling in various countries. The only thing I am sure is this now, but why did you choose this?"
Tom looked at himself wantonly, "I admit that I have the gambling elements, such as finding Frank, and then putting him a small positioning spell, and making some poison in the cemetery."
"But this is really just my delusion. Have you not learned any useful magic in these years? Even if you have a stronger one!"
He was not in a hurry, but planned to tell himself about his anger.
"Prepare for a long time, make a grand plan, and then scare me, making me unable to prepare, and even kill me. You won't be deformed, right? Voldemort?"
"Do you know how long it takes for those great spells to be prepared? Do you know how long it takes for these two idiots to execute orders?"
"That's because you don't have a brain. You should give me the name Voldemort. You completely lost your brain!"
Tom looked disappointed, and he was very dissatisfied with the current situation.
He would rather die in his own hands, if he showed exquisite magic and outstanding talent - but this easy-to-handle idiot is really disappointing.
"Let me guess what you idiot are going to do?"
Tom looked at each other, "Look at himself in surprise, then threw the two loyal servants aside in disgust, and then went to find Lucius's group of insects and then did something pure blood?"
Voldemort didn't refute because he really thought so.
"Then what, conquer Hogwarts and take down the entire magical world?"
"Ha, you really disappoint me. You really don't deserve the title of Voldemort," Tom shook his head. "If I'm right, you even plan to turn that Andrew into a Death Eater, sing praises for you, and then make some weird promotional materials?"
"Because you will do that, we are the same, Tom."
Voldemort raised his head and licked the blood flowing out of his nose freely - because he lacked a nose, he did not feel it at the first time, and it was not too late to try now.
"We're the same?"
Tom laughed, "No, we are different. I am not going to abandon the name Tom. It is very good, very good. Taylor and I are the same type of people. We both inherit the wisdom of Muggle and the power of wizards. We are the existence that changed the magic world." "You, Taylor?"
Voldemort laughed wildly, "You just happened to have my strength. You are a lowly copy, a dirty lucky man, you actually think you are the same kind of person as Taylor!"
"I am the strongest man and conqueror in the entire magic world. I am more qualified to write a legend than Dumbledore. What qualifications does a student have to compare with me? You will never become Voldemort in your life. Even if you use some poison or some traps, you will not change your despicable and weak soul."
Voldemort tried to stand up, but it was difficult - Tom on the opposite side was too familiar with him, whether it was the resurrection method or the grave, even the poisons added were the most targeted.
He was not surprised that the other party could kill him, but this did not affect his contempt for him.
"You don't respect your wisdom and strength at all, Voldemort, you don't know what power you missed, "I should let you die, but I still don't want to die so confusedly, like a clown." ”
Tom took a few steps back to ensure that the two men maintain a safe distance.
"You don't know what I'm studying, and you don't know how stupid your pure blood clans are. The biggest luck of these guys is that they always encounter amazing powers, such as me, Taylor."
"I, or you, gave them a memory of wanton deeds, and Taylor, gave them a new power."
"I learned the method from him, a great method, and I've been working hard."
Tom nodded nostalgic, "I lurked among the wizards, ingesting knowledge little by little, learning to grow little by little, from Taylor, from Muggles, and my thinking. I was originally the best student in Hogwarts."
"I have found the key to power, and I'm even ready to master this power, Voldemort, no, Tom."
Tom even changed the name of Voldemort, and he had long felt it was inappropriate. He looked down at the poor worm over there. Under the influence of the poison, the other party's newly resurrected body was so weak that he could not stand up.
"The strongest one is always myself, I am the strongest one, but you can't even understand this sentence, Tom. But it doesn't matter. I will inherit your precious relics, two loyal and certified Death Eaters, which is simply great. They are better than the rest of them combined."
"Actually, if you are not in a hurry to resurrection, I wouldn't even bother with you. Knowledge is the power. I even want you to attract everyone's attention - but why do you have to be so fast? I'm not even ready."
"I still need a long time, a right-hand assistant, an experimental environment, too many, and you are resurrecting now, which really disrupts all my plans. It's really... OK, the last question, Tom, where did you hide the crown?"
He raised his eyebrows - the explanation was over, and he felt that Voldemort, who abandoned the name Tom, could not understand the rest.
It’s so sad. Everyone, like that Taylor, is an outstanding elementary school graduate!
"Don't think about it, fake."
Voldemort showed a smug smile on his face, "Maybe there is another fake guy who wants to kill you."
"Too much nonsense - Avadassoft!"
Tom raised his wand and a green light ripped through the darkness, illuminating his handsome and hideous face.
(This chapter ends)