Chapter 557 Tom and Bertha
"It's really a relief death..."
Tom's face was pale, but he felt warm.
Since Voldemort began to become stronger, the feeling of losing strength little by little, the body weakening little by little, and even now that I can't compare to myself when I graduated, I finally left him forever.
He could feel himself becoming stronger little by little, both in the soul and in the body.
"Voldemort, you're so dead!"
Tom admired sincerely, and the wand in his hand did not stop - he had the memory of the Horcrux, and knew that Voldemort would be protected from direct death under the protection of the Horcrux.
"But it's okay, I need it too, my man," he smiled and took out a golden chain from his pocket. What was dragged out with the chain was a small locket with the Slytherin logo.
"It's time for you to go in now!"
Tom chanted the spell, with a bit of wantonness in his tone.
The experience of memory made him feel unfamiliar with him. Voldemort, who was trying to escape, didn't even have a chance to speak, so he was violently stuffed into the locket and sealed it with a spell to create a Horcrux.
Layers of powerful black magic quickly followed, and finally the new Horcrux appeared in front of Tom.
"I will keep you well, Voldemort, but I won't die this time because Tom is the best wizard."
He smiled and put the locket around his neck - forgot the rest of the Horcrux, this Horcrux would never escape his sight.
"So, let me see what kind of rich legacy I have left for me?"
He walked over lightly, looked at the worm tail with a messy hair and beard, and looked at Bertha who fainted there.
‘I always feel that I don’t look very smart…but there is no doubt that loyalty is a good treasure. Ah, I almost forgot, and you...’
Tom turned his head and looked at the snake that was quietly swimming over and trying to sneak attack, "You're calling, um, right, Nagini?"
"This is not good, it's bad. I'm a serious wizard, at least before I master the real power. Snakes or something are too affecting their image. You should hide it in the dust with Slytherin's secret room..."
The wand swung, and Nagini floated into the air.
It began to struggle desperately, but with the second wand swing, a yellow red flame burned, burning its entire snake to ashes in the midst of Nagini's hissing cry.
The night wind blew, and white dust mixed into the snow, and no trace was found.
"Very good, there's this Muggle... and these messy rituals."
The fire of rift ignited again, and soon wiped out all traces of sins-now, the only ones left were two loyal Death Eaters.
‘That fool doesn’t need to be deceived, but it still takes some time to do this right now. ’
He began to use soul-absorbing thoughts and prepared to weave lies.
...
"Bertha?"
Bertha heard a gentle male voice in her ear.
She was surprised, but another extremely important thing soon emerged in her mind.
Lord Dark Lord is still in danger!
She almost instantly touched her hand towards the wand and tried to stand up - but unfortunately, because she tried too hard, she lost her balance again and fell heavily into the snow.
"Master Dark Lord!"
"I'm here, Bertha."
The gentle male voice rang again, Bertha raised her head, and then an incredible look appeared on her face. ‘I won’t be still in my dreams, are I? ’
‘Damn it, I should wake up soon! ’
But she really didn't have the courage to make a ruthless person for herself, and she had to admit that the boy she just saw perfectly fits all her fantasies.
Even Lockhart can't compete with the boy just now!
He looks like a fresh graduate, but he is almost as handsome as Professor Black from Hogwarts!
She didn't even dare to look up again, but the crazy man lying in the snow that she saw from the corner of her eyes suddenly made her have a bold guess.
It's not true, is it?
"Bertha, you should wake up. We still have a lot of important things to do."
The nice voice sounded again, and Bertha finally made up her mind. She made a harsh leg - it hurts very much, which is great!
"Master Dark Lord?"
She shouted tentatively.
"Of course I'm here, thank you very much for your efforts, Bertha, now I'm back."
The pleasant voice sounded again, and Bertha raised her head-yes, everything just now was not a dream, this dazzling boy who seemed to be the focus of everyone was the Dark King who responded to her!
"Sir Dark Lord, why have you become..."
"Some mistakes in the resurrection spells, after all, there is something wrong with the ritual. Fortunately, everything has been saved. Bertha, wake up the insect tail, we have something more important to do."
Tom said with great certainty that he needed helpers, and the verified loyal Death Eater is undoubtedly the best helpers.
"What's more important?"
"Of course, we have to find a remote place to restore our strength, help you cure the sequelae of the curse, and help the insect tail return to normal."
Tom smiled—this weapon is very useful.
Of course, the madman on the insect tail had to save him, especially that hand. Unfortunately, his transformation technique is much worse now. He cannot create active arms out of thin air without magical deformation.
But it doesn't matter, the more difficult it is, the more he pays attention to it.
Before he truly mastered his power, Worm Tail and Bertha were his greatest help.
"Don't we call on other Death Eaters?"
"Of course not, they didn't prove their loyalty, and, we need some time, which means we have to move to a safe place to go, Bertha."
Tom explained patiently—even though the person in front of him was a fool, he would not make the mistake of despising him.
"A safe place?"
"Yes, a place full of scammers and thieves, an island overseas. I have considered this issue before. No one paid attention to it even if there were any problems there. And it was really a chosen place over there. It retains a lot of original information."
"I don't know, Lord Dark Lord."
Bertha shook her head—it was too profound for her.
"You just have to follow my footsteps. A change in the entire Muggle world began there. I can't wait. Bertha, let's go, we're going to that prison, that Muggle's Azkaban."
Tom waved his wand and the worm tail woke up from the spell, "And you, worm tail, follow me."
"Yes, yes..."
The insect tail was scared for a moment, but after hesitation, he gave up running away and responded tremblingly.
(This chapter ends)