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Chapter 328 Tom Riddle of Chaos
Tom Riddle was very happy to come to Hogwarts to be a teacher, especially the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

However, after teaching students for nearly half a year, he suddenly wondered why his predecessor had been so desperate to become a teacher.

Most of the students were stupid, and even after drinking the academic master potion, they could barely keep up with his slightly faster teaching pace.

Finally, there are a few people with good talents, but there are too few who are studious and motivated, so there are only a few who are worthy of my attention.

More of a waste of time.

Take the brothers George and Fred, for example.

They should grow up faster by playing pranks and bragging all the time.

Alas, it was because he wanted to teach others that he specially gave them an advanced version of the academic master potion.

Seeing how hard they were studying, Tom Riddle felt sincerely gratified.

However, it was time to leave Hogwarts.

Ever since Tom Riddle heard that Voldemort had been defeated by Dumbledore, he knew that he should get involved in the wizarding world.

The advantage on Dumbledore's side was so great that Voldemort and the pure-bloods were reduced to a state of barely surviving.

"Mr. Peter, let's go." Tom looked at the owl standing on the desk and said respectfully, "I have been looking forward to Mr. Russell's surgery for a long time."

The owl opened its mouth and uttered a human voice, "Yes, Master Riddle."

It flew off the table and landed on Tom's shoulder.

"Mr. Peter?" Tom was wondering, and then he felt the space around his body distorted. The familiar feeling of weightlessness shocked him.

Disapparate!

Animagus can also cast spells! ?

This is impossible!

Unbelievably, Tom and Peter had moved to another place.

There is rolling white mist everywhere, but whether visually or from the feeling under the feet, it gives people an incomparably solid and heavy feeling.

Russell was wearing a white attending physician's uniform and standing in front of the only thing in the space - the hospital bed.

Peter had turned into a human form. He was still wearing the butler's attire and stood respectfully by the side.

Tom opened his mouth. He had a lot of questions, but after thinking about it, he held them back.

"Lord Russell, I'm here to observe your operation." Although Tom was very curious about who was lying on the bed, he did not rush over to take a look. Instead, he stood where he was, lowered his head slightly, and asked for instructions.

"come on."

Tom suddenly felt dazed. Russell's voice seemed close but far away, as if it was in a different space from him.

When he came to his senses, Tom suddenly found himself standing next to Russell.

When did it pass?

I didn't move my legs.

Hypnosis?
Tom quickly shook his head to dispel the disrespectful thoughts in his mind.

Lord Russell would never resort to such a lowly trick.

As if sensing something, Tom looked back at his original position.

Familiar figure! Familiar face!

Each of them was closely packed together, like the bellows of an accordion. As he turned his head, the 'Toms' behind Tom also turned their heads one by one, as if they were mirror images.

Tom's mind went blank and he twisted his neck stiffly, trying to look at Russell.

To his inner horror, Yu Guangzhong and his friends also began to turn their heads with frightened looks and expressions.

Although he felt that those people would only make the same expression as himself when he had his back to them.

However, what made him feel uneasy was that the scene of himself behind him making other expressions kept lingering in his mind.

"Mr. Riddle, don't worry too much about those mirror images." Russell's calm eyes reflected Tom's expression exactly. "They are just some tricks."

"After they run out of energy to sustain themselves, they will disappear."

After hearing Russell's words, Tom's fear increased instead of decreasing.

Because of Yu Guangzhong, those themselves have begun to make other expressions.

But his expression was artificial and stiff, like a stupid machine that could only imitate but not innovate.

Soon, they began to get annoyed because their expressions couldn't keep up with Tom's.

Then they swung their upper bodies and stared at Tom in the gaps between the swaying of the others. The dim light in their eyes made him feel cold. It was not the look of looking at one's own kind, but more like the look of looking at food or playthings.

Russell waved.

Those mirror images suddenly disappeared with unwilling expressions and screams.

Tom swallowed, lowered his head and hunched his back in a hurry, subconsciously not daring to look Russell in the eye.

"Mr. Riddle, I would first like to tell you about Mr. Lestrange's ideas."

Tom nodded and stared closely at Rodolphus Lestrange lying on the bed.

The familiar face, the strength weaker than his own, and the complete loyalty to him, these built a safe haven for Tom.

Russell's magic is comparable to that of the gods and demons in legends, and he is like an inconspicuous speck of dust when God created the world.

Although God is omniscient and omnipotent, He also knows that although God can see the dust, He does not care about their thoughts.

Perhaps only when the dust gathers into a whole piece of land will God think about the meaning of their existence.

"Please go on." Tom no longer had much time to think about the flesh and blood reconstruction surgery.

He just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

"Mr. Lestrange feels that it is extremely disloyal for the Lestrange family to have only the lady serve you."

Russell, expressionless, repeated Rodolphus's waking thoughts.

"Moreover, he feels that Mrs. Lestrange's service to you is far from wholehearted."

"She is taking care of her family and is afraid of worldly moral condemnation."

"this is not right."

"Mr. Lestrange was very angry about this and planned to teach Mrs. Lestrange a lesson by example."

It was as if a thunderbolt exploded in Tom Riddle's mind.

What's the meaning! ?

What does Rodolphus mean!?

"He hopes to become an outstanding woman, Mr. Riddle." Russell said with a slight smile: "Congratulations, you have the full loyalty of the Lestrange family."

"After Rodolphus, Mr. Rabastan will also be a Lady Lestrange."

"Mr. Riddle, I have to say that your subordinates are really good at sharing your worries."

"I'm starting to think things are getting interesting."

Tom was horrified.

Russell's hands, glowing blue, gently pressed on Rodolphus' body.

Without any obstruction, Tom clearly saw a male body slowly transforming into a curvy beauty.

"no no……"

Tom, however, did not feel any joy.

The masculine face of Rodolphus still lingered in his mind.

No matter how much the beauty on the bed changed, Tom could still see some of Rodolphus's appearance in her face!

Thinking of this, even Bellatrix, who had once cheated on him, began to look a bit like Rodolphus!
No, God!

Do not!
"Sir Riddle, my transformation surgery will also allow a person's soul to grow again."

Russell looked at Tom, whose expression collapsed, and comforted him: "Mr. Rodolphus would not act in the world from the perspective of women in his own eyes."

"She will experience a girl's natural life. All of this has been written down in Rodolphus's surgery book. If you have time, you can learn about Ms. Rodolphus's life based on this."

"Moreover, in respect of his wishes, I have erased Mr. Rodolphus' memory, retaining only his loyalty to you."

Russell looked at Tom with a long-lost look of anticipation.

"Will she, then, erase your impression of Rodolphus?"

"Will the soul's memory be stored in a secret space, or will it be changed by external forces?"

“This is a topic worth observing.”

After saying that, Russell put his hand on the top of Tom's head.

Tom felt a chill in his head, and then he passed out.

(End of this chapter)