The Malfoys are gone.

    They got what they wanted.

    And Klein, too, reaped unexpected joy.

    "Hey, hey, hey, hey."

    Like a child with a new toy, Klein smiled brightly.

    Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, he thinks that his bright smile should be more evil

    "I''ve always wondered if the soul fragment would abide by Asimov''s statement if he had his own thoughts."

    While muttering to himself, he opened the blank diary.

    Klein thought for a moment and blinked directly from St. Mungo''s magic and injury hospital to change a feather pen.

    "Hello."

    He wrote in his diary.

    The ink seeped into the paper and soon disappeared. After a while, a piece of writing floated up.

    "Hello."

    "Ha, interesting."

    Klein smiled and deliberately released the restrictions, conveying more magic to the diary.

    "Who are you?"

    He asked knowingly.

    "Tom, you can call me Tom. I''m Tom Riddle."

    Another paragraph of handwriting emerged.

    By absorbing Klein''s magic, the handwriting was a little clearer this time.

    "Then meet me, Tom, just the two of us."

    Knowing the true face of "Tom Riddle''s diary", how could Klein continue to waste time.

    Seeing that the other party had taken the bait, he wrote this paragraph with a smile like a strange uncle who abducted a little girl to see a goldfish.

    There was a silence.

    "Tom Riddle''s diary" seemed to hesitate.

    Although it''s just a fragment of his soul, it doesn''t mean he doesn''t have wisdom.

    On the contrary, "Tom Riddle" is smarter than most people.

    Between the lines of Klein''s words, he inexplicably felt a trace of danger

    "Why not?"

    Feeling each other''s hesitation, Klein smiled gently and interrupted the magic transmission.

    Now it''s Tom''s turn Riddell couldn''t help it.

    "Wait, we can talk again!"

    What soul fragments lack is magic nourishment.

    Yes, Tom For Riedel, Klein''s magic is the only oasis in the desert.

    If you never reach it, but you have to leave after reaching it, it feels like life is better than death!

    The light spilled from the diary, Tom Riedel''s phantom gradually condensed in the open hall.

    I have to say that Voldemort was very good when he was young. He was almost able to catch up with Klein

    "Hello, Tom."

    Leaning on the hard skeleton throne, Klein smiled.

    "Well, hello."

    Watching the young man with evil smell, Tom took a step back quietly.

    "Don''t be so far away from me. Come on, let me have a good look at you."

    Looking at Voldemort in his youth, Klein laughed. Holding out his hand, he hooked his finger.

    On the surface of the ring, the flame and magic patterns flicker.

    "This..."

    Tom Riddell rarely gets nervous. Although because of some special circumstances, he retained only Voldemort''s memory when he was young.

    But as a guy from small black to big, he is very sensitive to people who have the same breath as himself.

    He was sure that the man sitting on the skeleton throne was an ambitious man like him.

    No, that man is more terrible!

    Tom Riddle began to tremble slightly.

    He is worried about his fate.

    "Come here and I''ll give you this ring. I never lie."

    When he took off the ring of Voldemort''s pit, a glimmer of expectation flashed in Klein''s eyes.

    One Voldemort is broken. You can change another one ~

    Tom Riedel looks so much better than Voldemort.

    “......”

    Tom Riedel was silent, but his eyes were involuntarily staring at the glittering ring.

    Klein''s ring was cursed by him: any unclean existence who sees this ring will raise uncontrollable greed.

    Tom Is riddle an "unclean existence"?

    Of course!

    As a trinity figure of "black residue and deep", tomley Del did a lot of "big things" when he was young.

    Little white face is cruel.

    "Come here and I''ll give it to you."

    The magic item made on a whim was only a decoration in Klein''s hand, but it fell to Tom In Riddle''s hand, it''s a real treasure.

    Although there are some side effects

    Greedy desire impelled Tom Riddle came to Klein, or Soren.

    He stared at the ring in each other''s palm, as if a flame had risen in his heart.

    He wants it!

    This is its baby!

    "Good, here you are."

    Nodding with satisfaction, Klein threw the ring away.

    It is also strange that the ring with entity was destroyed by Tom Riddle, this soul fragment is firmly caught.

    "Hiss!"

    Take a cold breath, Tom Riedel got the ring, but he didn''t show his ecstatic expression. Instead, he threw the ring away like a ghost.

    He looked frightened, as if it was not a ring, but a terrible snake and scorpion!

    "Oh."

    Klein was not surprised.

    Because he knew there was a spell of "soul weakness" on the ring.

    This spell has no effect on Tom Li For soul fragments like del, it''s more toxic than poison.

    "Very unwilling."

    It''s like I didn''t see Tom The ferocious expression on Riddle''s face made Klein smile.

    He went on without waiting for a reply.

    "Sorry, I forgot that you are just a fragment of your soul, not even a complete person."

    Tom Riddle gritted his teeth and said nothing.

    Now he has no strength to fight Klein, but can only bear it silently.

    "Desire, but you can never touch, because you have no real body."

    Feeling each other''s inner anger, Klein took the opportunity to fan the flames and had a good time.

    "Tom Riddle''s diary" is the most special Horcrux made by Voldemort himself.

    His diary is the carrier of his soul fragments, which is different from the Horcruxes with great origins such as the hutch patch gold cup.

    "Tom Riddle" fused with Voldemort''s memory is Voldemort''s "trumpet".

    A "trumpet" with independent thinking ability that can replace the Lord at any time

    Two Voldemorts shoot the "Avada takes his life" spell?

    That scene must be very interesting ~

    "Who are you and what are you going to do?"

    Shake your head and suppress that greedy desire. Tom Riddle looked warily at Klein.

    He knows that the evil guy on the throne is definitely not kind!

    "Me? Hehe, I am..."

    Klein changed a more comfortable position on the skeleton throne.

    "I am the owner of the Deathly Hallows, the Lord of the black wizard, the master of Paradise Street, the eternal shadow, Soren."

    After a pause, he smiled and lit the diary in his hand.

    "Of course, it''s also your master."