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Chapter 305 Voldemort’s Resurrection Plan
"I've been paying attention to you, classmate Malfoy." Quirrell showed a gentle smile.

"You are a true and true Slytherin."

"You are ambitious and your knowledge of magic is unique."

"Some people always attribute these qualities to being a pureblood, the heir to the Malfoy family."

The light in Quirrell's eyes had already melted Malfoy's defenses. His figure walked in front of Malfoy, as tall as a statue of a saint.

"But, I can see your true nature, Malfoy-san."

"You have the potential to become a great wizard like Dumbledore."

Malfoy scratched his nose in embarrassment and glanced around unnaturally, "Professor Quirrell, you are ridiculous."

Professor Quirrell put on a strange smile, and the next moment, his expression froze.

Quirrell's eyes were filled with resentment and confusion, as well as a trace of deeply hidden fear.

[The soul is amazing, right? Quirrell, no, I should call you Voldemort. 】

[Russell, how could you appear here! ? 】

Voldemort turned his head, and Quirrell's face blurred, as if it had been wiped away by something.

And at some point, a vague white figure appeared beside him.

[Your soul was transformed by me. If there is an extra piece or if there is a missing piece, I will naturally know it clearly. 】

The white figure gradually became clearer, and Russell walked to Malfoy and looked at him quietly.

As if separated by time and space, Malfoy chattered endlessly about his experiences in front of Russell and Voldemort.

There were two big 'living people' right in front of him, but Malfoy's eyes were focused on the empty space between Russell and Voldemort, just like the object of his complaint was standing there.

[Voldemort, you actually injected part of your soul into Malfoy for your own good. 】

Russell clicked his tongue in surprise, turned around and looked at Voldemort with admiring eyes.

[I have to say, you are a genius. 】

[The split soul fragments are very small. Such fragments enter Malfoy's soul, just like a virus entering the human body, and are suppressed by Malfoy's soul immunity mechanism. 】

[Next, you just need to teach Malfoy how to destroy the Horcrux and let him find the location of the Horcrux, and you will be able to achieve your goal. 】

Voldemort snorted and did not refute.

[However, I will not perform soul surgery on Malfoy. 】

Russell smiled, facing Voldemort's surprised eyes, he smiled indifferently.

[You are betting that the evil in Malfoy will cause him to study Horcruxes in private to gain powerful power, and then Voldemort will use Malfoy's body to complete his true rebirth. 】

[I don’t care whether you win the bet or not. 】

[This is a race against time. Quirrell and Tom are already sprinting towards the finish line, but Voldemort, you haven't finished your warm-up exercise yet. 】

[I hope you can hurry up, otherwise, this wizarding world will be too boring. 】

After saying that, Russell's figure disappeared.

Voldemort was inexplicably relieved.

"Professor Quirrell, how can I catch up with Harry? Do you have any idea?" Malfoy looked at Voldemort. In his eyes, the faceless Voldemort still looked like Quirrell.

Moreover, Malfoy's gaze did not change, and Voldemort was still standing in his original position.

However, the two of them were able to look at each other face to face, as if there was an invisible hand that gently turned the space under their feet without them noticing.

"Yes." Voldemort was horrified, but said without changing his face: "You should know the legend of the founder of Hogwarts."

"Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff." Malfoy replied immediately, with a strong desire to express himself.

"That's right. The four of them are all very powerful wizards. After they founded Hogwarts, they were afraid that the school would be destroyed by outsiders, so they exhausted their efforts to create four powerful magic weapons."

Voldemort looked at Malfoy's dancing eyes and couldn't help but grin, and continued: "They are Slytherin's locket, Gryffindor's sword, Ravenclaw's diadem, and Hufflepuff's golden cup. "

"Knowledge, strength, wisdom and endurance, the outstanding talents needed by great wizards, are hidden in these four powerful magic weapons."

Malfoy heard this and blurted out: "As long as I get them, I can surpass Harry!"

Voldemort frowned, but soon relaxed.

He looked at the black flames burning on Malfoy's body and finally couldn't help but laugh happily.

The 'good guy' attribute on the soul fragment was really suppressed by Malfoy's ambition!

Russell, your only failure is not making this damn "good guy disease" contagious!
I will complete my revenge on you, absolutely!

Voldemort looked at Malfoy as if he were looking at a treasure, and said in a devilish tone: "Yes, Malfoy, yes, I will tell you where they are."

"As long as you get them, you can surpass Harry and even become the new Headmaster of Hogwarts!"

"When the time comes, your father will be proud of you!"

……

"Draco! Draco!" Crabbe shook Malfoy's shoulders and shouted loudly: "We should go to the next classroom!"

Malfoy woke up as if from a dream. The next moment, he felt his body shaking. His eyebrows stood up and a cold light shot out of his eyes, "Let me go, Crabbe."

"Uh, okay..." Crabbe's hands quickly retracted as if being electrocuted.

His throat twitched as he swallowed dry fear.

He just seemed to see Malfoy's eyes turning into vertical pupils, like a big snake!
Malfoy glanced at Crabbe and straightened the wrinkles on his shoulders with his hands, "Goyle, Crabbe, I won't be going to the next class. Please help me ask for leave. Just say I have a stomachache."

"I think you are doing well now, why do you need to take leave?" Gore asked naively.

"Don't, don't ask!" Crabbe looked at Malfoy's cold face and pulled Goyle's sleeve hard, interrupting what Goyle was about to say.

"Whatever Draco wants us to do, we just do it. There's nothing to ask."

"Crabbe, you're getting so weird."

"I didn't, you got it wrong." Sweat was dripping from Crabbe's forehead.

Even if he was just paying attention to Malfoy's normal gaze, he felt like he was standing on the fangs of a python.

"You two go to class." Malfoy stared at Crabbe and said, "Don't forget to ask for leave."

"I will never forget it."

"me too!"

Malfoy nodded with satisfaction and left the classroom.

The moment Malfoy left the classroom, Crabbe slumped down on his chair and murmured: "It's so scary, as if he's a different person."

"What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing." Crabbe shook his head, wiped the sweat off his face, then got up, pulled Goyle and rushed to the classroom, "Hurry up Goyle, we can't be late!"

"Oh, don't pull me, I will run away on my own!"

At the same time, Malfoy walked around in the corridors of Hogwarts, and finally came to a wall made of ordinary gray bricks.

"As requested, I'm coming in." A wicked smile appeared on Malfoy's lips, and then he took a step forward and kicked the wall with his toes.

Then, the entire wall seemed to come alive, swallowing Malfoy in one bite.

The corridor was empty again, with only the faint sound of the school bell echoing here.

　Death

　　
　
(End of this chapter)