Hearing that name, all the Death Eaters at the scene subconsciously stood up straight, while Bellatrix, who was already delirious and crazy, screamed, "How dare you … How dare you call out that name!"
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Morgoth's voice was calm. "Is it because Tom Riddle cast a spell on the name so that he could sense the person who said the name and appear in front of them with the Phantom Shift to bring them death?"
"But he's already a dead dog now!"
Morgoth sighed and said, "The wizards are afraid of this name. Even after he died, they couldn't sense the location of the person who spoke the name through the magic spell. They agreed to call him 'the mysterious man' and 'the person whose name cannot be spoken'. In this regard, he did a good job. Voldemort is a person who knows how to use cruelty and fear to enslave people.
Just like how he enslaved you all!
"But fear can always be overshadowed by greater fear … Just like power can always be subdued by greater power. Some people with true beliefs, I respect them, and I don't think I can control them. Even if these beliefs are paranoid or distorted … For example, Dumbledore!
"But for those who submit to their own fear and the cruelty of others, I have confidence in controlling them. Because if they can submit to one Dark Devil, they can certainly submit to another. If they can kneel to a Dark Devil because of their strength and cruelty, then they can kneel at my feet … Because I can always be stronger and crueler than others."
"Didn't you ask me who I am?" Morgoth smiled.
"Morgoth: Divided into three steps, the tip of the tongue curls back, falls on the teeth, presses against the roof of the mouth, reverberates in the nasal cavity … Morgoth!" His whisper rang in the ears of Bellatrix, who had already gone mad. Morgoth used Quenya to say the word that meant 'horror and darkness', then repeated it in the language of blasphemy, the language of the abyss, and the common tongue, and finally in English.
The true name was like a hyperlink. When it fell into Bellatrix's ears, it was like a key that opened the door to the bottomless abyss. She could not help but peep into the deep darkness and evil behind the name. A large amount of evil knowledge and dark power that she could not understand poured into her brain. The darkness from the owner of the name radiated like the abyss, polluting her soul.
Bellatrix lost her voice completely. She looked at Morgoth's shadow standing in front of them, but through this shadow, she saw the bottomless, dark abyss behind it.
A large amount of dark red extravasated blood seeped out of her facial features. Her eyes became completely black, and her pupils and the whites of her eyes could not be seen. Her lips and nails turned black. Her mouth and nose were covered in blood, and the weak spots of her skin where the bloody light could be seen were all dark and purple.
It was like the livor mortis under the skin after death.
Bellatrix had begun to transform like an undead creature. The parts of her that were human were becoming less and less, and the parts that represented death and darkness had gradually begun to corrode her soul. Her husband, Rodolphus Lestrange, looked at all this in fear, but did not dare to approach her.
He was afraid of the Dark Lord, so he turned a blind eye to the absurd behavior of his wife, who had been obsessed with Voldemort, and even wanted to marry Voldemort. Deep in his heart, he was also afraid of Voldemort, and even his wife, Bellatrix. He was very sure that if he betrayed Voldemort one day, Bellatrix would definitely skin him alive for Voldemort.
In this fear, he called Voldemort 'our common leader' and tried to convince himself that it was not fear, but that they all worshipped Voldemort fervently.
But when facing Morgoth, he could no longer convince himself like this.
Death Eaters had no loyalty. If there was anything, it could only be loyalty to benefits and power, because all of Voldemort's authority was built on his cruelty, madness, and strength. Once there was an existence that was more powerful and ruthless than Voldemort, their loyalty would be thinner than paper, weaker than even their chastity, and their knees would turn to jelly like noodles.
So these 'loyal followers of Voldemort' and 'cruel and ruthless Death Eaters' who were locked up in Azkaban just quietly watched Morgoth torture Bellatrix. This most loyal follower of Voldemort acted as if they were a group of harmless Hogwarts first year students.
"What have you been waiting for? You seem to be waiting for his return loyally … But I know that you are not waiting for him, but a hope, a hope that will allow you to turn over a new leaf. Because if there is no hope, you will be here, under the watch of the Soul Catcher, tortured to death! "Morgoth sneered.
"You are like drowning people, tightly holding on to the last straw, and the name of this straw is — Voldemort."
"You boast of your loyalty? No … I only see a group of red-eyed gamblers, fighting with everything they have. " Morgoth raised his right hand, in which he held a small black leather book. "As the person closest to Voldemort, you should know his Soul Vessel!"
"The Golden Goblet for Hufflepuff, given to you by Voldemort — his most trusted Death Eater," Morgoth lowered his head and said to Bellatrix.
"Ravenclaw's Crown — in the Room of Hogwarts' Absolute Response."
"Slythrin's Locket — Voldemort kept it in a cave by the sea he discovered when he was young, but it has been stolen, and is now hidden in the Black family's old house."
"Marvolo Gaunt's Ring — embedded with a Resurrection Stone, hidden in the Gaunt family's old house."
"Nagini the Great Snake — still by Voldemort's side."
"Of course, and — Harry Potter, the Savior's classmate, now studying at Hogwarts."
Every time Morgoth mentioned the whereabouts of a Soul Vessel, the surrounding Death Eaters grew more fearful, and Bellatrix struggled even more violently, especially when Morgoth mentioned the Hufflepuff Golden Goblet that she had hidden. In the end, when Morgoth said the name of Harry Potter, most of the Death Eaters were at a loss, but a small portion of the truly intelligent ones were aghast.
They didn't think that even Voldemort himself didn't know about this soul armament. Instead, they took it for granted that this was something Voldemort had set up before his death. It was to hide the last soul armament in the most unlikely place, and he didn't tell anyone about it.
Morgoth held the black leather book in his hand and continued, "There's also Tom Riddle's diary when he was young. He gave it to one of his most important subordinates, Malfoy, as a reward. Now … it's here!" Morgoth raised the black leather book in his hand. On the cover, Voldemort's name was particularly glaring in the eyes of the Death Eaters.
Morgoth came in front of Bellatrix and asked her in a low voice, "You think of yourself as Voldemort's most loyal follower and subordinate. Then, are you willing to pay a price so that Voldemort's soul fragment in this diary can be replenished with life force and be resurrected?"
Bellatrix grabbed the diary in Morgoth's hand in a frenzy and laughed maniacally. "He will make you regret coming to these worlds!" With that, she bit open the artery on her wrist with her teeth and sprayed fresh blood on the diary. She raised her head and laughed maniacally. "Come back! My Master … come back! Let those who betrayed you pay the price, let those who offend you never be reincarnated, let those Muggles and mudbloods die without a burial ground! "
The black leather notebook was soaked in blood, and the blood on its leather cover was rapidly disappearing as if it was devouring thirstily. The originally dry leather seemed to be full of blood and began to become moist and fresh. The black leather seemed to be alive, its texture becoming warm and full of moisture, like the skin of some creature.
It began to open automatically, and the blank pages greedily sucked Bellatrix's blood. A line of words written in blood began to appear on it.
Gradually, the words written in blood became impatient when no one responded for a long time. A wave of black magic that everyone present was very familiar with came from it, and it seemed to be invading Bellatrix's brain.
Bellatrix did not resist at all, and just like that, she exposed the life force and soul of the words to Voldemort's soul fragment. However, the surrounding Death Eaters were already showing expressions of sympathy, as if there was some resonance between them. There was no doubt that Voldemort's soul fragment knew who was providing it with life force.
Even if it did not know at the beginning, it should have been clear when it had begun to use black magic to recover its strength.
But Voldemort was just so cold-blooded, greedily sucking the life force of his most loyal subordinate without the slightest hesitation. Even though Bellatrix was on the verge of death and could die at any time, Voldemort, who seemed to know something from Bellatrix's memory, showed an imposing manner that would not stop until he squeezed Bellatrix dry.
He also wanted to squeeze out Bellatrix's soul and memory, but Bellatrix, who had seen Morgoth's true face and knew his real name, had a large part of her soul contaminated. Voldemort was afraid of this power that would contaminate her soul, so he preserved a part of her soul and memory.
Thick black mist rose from the cover of the notebook, and the black magic on it provided Voldemort's soul with considerable power. A very young, or even handsome, young man appeared in front of everyone. He looked at Morgoth as if he wanted to show off his glib tongue.
This was a soul fragment of Voldemort when he was young. Unlike Voldemort, who later became cruel, violent, and crazy because he split his soul to create a soul fragment, this soul fragment was more intelligent and rational. It inherited Voldemort's forbearance and cleverness during his time at Hogwarts, and was even somewhat calm when facing Morgoth.
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