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Chapter 224: Soul Artifact
Chapter 224: Soul Artifact
When faced with Voldemort's recruitment, Kyle's heart remained unmoved.
Sixty years ago, the "main antagonist" had his own grand ambitions for a greater cause.
That sounded so high-end and inspiring, making one's blood boil with enthusiasm.
In contrast, Voldemort offered nothing but empty promises of power and status, which were as hollow as they could be.
Honestly, such an old trick could only deceive a naive simpleton like Chiro.
However, Kyle reconsidered and soon found peace within himself.
After all, whether it was Slytherin's Pendant Box or Hufflepuff's Golden Chalice, all the valuable items Voldemort had collected were turned into Soul Artifacts, so it was natural that he wouldn't offer them.
Moreover, if Voldemort had an inspiring slogan...
For instance, if he had declared, "I am the chosen one, the only one," or "I fight for a better tomorrow," perhaps the current Headmaster of Hogwarts would be Riddle instead of Dumbledore.
Kyle inwardly mocked him.
Protected by the Occlumency Charm, Voldemort was unaware of Kyle's thoughts. Seeing Kyle's lack of reaction, Voldemort assumed his offer was insufficient.
"What a greedy little brat..."
Voldemort continued in his raspy voice, "What if I could grant you immortality... Like me, you wouldn't have to endure the pain of aging or worry about the ravages of time. You could become eternal in this world!"
This time, his temptation finally had some substance.
"That's exactly what I wanted to ask," Kyle said, lowering his head and pondering for a moment before asking, "Lord Voldemort, could you tell me how Soul Artifacts are made..."
"Kill him!"
Before Kyle could finish his sentence, Voldemort's furious roar echoed in his ears.
Soul Artifacts were Voldemort's greatest secret. Although he didn't know how this young wizard had discovered it, it didn't matter anymore; he had to die!
Chiro seemed to have been waiting for this moment, immediately turning and raising his wand)
A faint green light flickered...
"Avada..."
But Kyle was faster. At the same moment Voldemort gave the command, Kyle also opened his trunk...
A three-headed dog rushed out and bit Chiro's arm.
"Crack..."
The crisp sound reverberated through the room.
Chiro's arm was broken, and his wand fell to the ground. He tried to pick it up, but the next second, a scorching heat engulfed him.
Norbert, the Norwegian Ridgeback Dragon, hovered behind Kyle, spewing Dragon Flame.
Having been parasitized by Voldemort for a long time and losing most of his life force at the Mandrake, Chiro was already on the verge of exhaustion.
Under the scorching Dragon Flame, his screams lasted only for a moment before fading away.
After Kyle dispersed the Dragon Flame, Chiro was left with only a faint breath.
He lay motionless on the ground, his chest rising and falling slightly.
If not for the Unicorn blood he had consumed earlier, he might have already perished.
Rubeus bit down on half of Chiro's body, and Norbert flew to the side, ready to spew Dragon Flame again.
"I was just about to say..." Kyle walked over, shaking his head slightly, "Waving your wand at others is very dangerous, Professor Chiro."
"Who are you!" Voldemort's eyes flashed with malice.
If looks could kill, Kyle might have died countless times... Well, Voldemort's gaze could indeed kill, but unfortunately, he was too weak at the moment to perform wandless magic.
Chiro's condition was not suitable for another Life Force extraction.
"Lord Voldemort, your time is precious, so I suggest we don't waste it with pointless talk," Kyle said.
"How are Horcruxes made?" Kyle asked again.
Voldemort seemed to accept the situation and gradually calmed down.
"How do you know about Horcruxes?" he asked.
"It's a coincidence, but you should know about the Room of Requirement, that magical room on the eighth floor," Kyle said with a smile.
"You won't believe what I found in there..."
"That plaster statue is indeed hideous," Kyle said with a click of his tongue.
"The Ravenclaw's Crown..." Voldemort said dryly.
"Of course, you must know about it since you placed it there yourself," Kyle added.
Read the unmistakable version at 69 Book Bar! 6=9+Book_Bar
"When I first discovered it, I was overjoyed, but soon I realized something was off," Kyle said.
"I spent an entire academic year searching through all the books in my collection to confirm that the crown had been made into a Horcrux."
"I was curious about this, but the books were too general, with no information about the Horcrux-making process."
"I checked the Restricted Section in the library, but there were no clues there either..."
older brother, teased, "Is it Dumbledore? Perhaps he collected all the books related to Horcruxes, that hypocrite."
"So, I had to ask you," Kyle shrugged. "I can't very well ask the headmaster for those books."
"Why should I tell you?" Voldemort mocked. "You can kill Chiro right now. He's just a waste, a tool that's not very useful. Even if he dies, it won't affect me."
"It seems you don't intend to tell me," Kyle said, disappointed.
"No, I've changed my mind. I'll tell you everything about Horcruxes as a reward for discovering the crown! I'll teach you everything!"
Voldemort suddenly laughed maniacally, "Ahahaha... Dumbledore, my dear professor, you wouldn't approve of me teaching him this, but I will... What can you do about it, great... Dumbledore?"
"Listen carefully. Making Horcruxes requires the act of murder, but before that, you need to master a special spell that allows you to touch your soul..."
Kyle was slightly taken aback. He had planned to use the crown as leverage against Voldemort by threatening to give it to Dumbledore, but Voldemort unexpectedly agreed without any conditions.
Is this about competing with Dumbledore?
What is this, a love-hate relationship? Dumbledore seems to be too popular...
But these thoughts were irrelevant to Kyle.
Kyle glanced at Voldemort with caution and took out a quill and parchment.
The room seemed to transform into a classroom, except the professor before him was a bit dangerous, the kind that could take lives.
To be honest, Voldemort had the potential to be a professor. He could identify the most critical issues and then use his understanding to summarize lengthy content into a few concise sentences.
Even with a complex topic like Horcruxes, he finished explaining it in just a few minutes, without any unnecessary words, only the essential information.
"I'm looking forward to it..." Voldemort smirked. "If Dumbledore discovers you while you're making the Horcrux, his expression will surely be priceless... Hehe."
(End of Chapter)
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