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Chapter 1085

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Just like the scary Lifestone, the tears of Lord Voldemort were actually crocodile tears, false compassion!

This was an old saying. Everyone knew that crocodiles had both a fierce and cruel side and a cunning and treacherous side at the same time.

When it peeped at its prey, such as humans, livestock, beasts, or fish, it would often shed tears first and put on a pitiful expression, so that you would be paralyzed by its false appearance and lose your vigilance against its sudden attack. Then, in a defenseless state, it would devour you violently.

While it greedily devoured, it also pretended to shed tears incessantly.

Soul Vessels all had their own thoughts. Elwyn could be sure that the soul fragment in this ring must be extremely excited right now.

Because it discovered that its prey was actually Dumbledore, the person it dreamed of killing.

It was even possible that this spell was specially set up for Dumbledore, which was why the ring was left here.

Lord Voldemort must have calculated that after the war started, Dumbledore would definitely find the secret of the Soul Vessels and find this place.

Based on his experience against Dumbledore, he used human nature to set up a spell for Dumbledore that he could not resist at all.

Everyone had a weakness, and his sister Arianna was Dumbledore's weakness.

In Lord Voldemort's plan, when Dumbledore put his hand into the mouth of the Bone Snake, he would definitely die.

How terrifying, this was the plan of a fifteen-year-old boy. He did not need to be that strong to kill Dumbledore.

Fortunately, because of the soul fragment again and again, Lord Voldemort had now lost his greatest weapon.

If he was still as cunning as he was when he was a student, perhaps no one would be able to defeat him, not even Dumbledore.

"Hang in there, Professor!" Elwyn shouted.

This time, Dumbledore seemed to hear Elwyn's voice.

He stopped and turned to look at Elwyn in confusion, but only for a moment.

He still didn't seem to see Elwyn. He immediately turned back to stare at the Lifestone, at the non-existent Arianna, and spoke to her. He reached out to the ring.

"Damn it!" Elwyn quickly took out the tattered Sorting Hat.

It was his turn to attack. He couldn't let Dumbledore touch the ring. He had to destroy it.

With this in mind, Elwyn reached into his hat and touched Gryffindor's sword.

He took it out, and in the fluorescent light, the ruby on the hilt glinted.

Elwyn wanted to destroy the ring before it was too late.

As if sensing his thoughts, in the next second, the ring protruded and let out a terrifying wail.

The darkness became darker. In a flash, all of Dumbledore's blood on the ring was absorbed.

"It won't work. He's immersed in his own sorrow. You won't wake him up!" A voice said to Elwyn.

Elwyn saw a blurry silhouette appear in front of him. It disappeared and appeared again, and gradually became clearer. It was a tall, black-haired boy. His face was pale, but he was very handsome. It was as if he was looking at him through a foggy window, far and near, very unstable.

"Tom Riddle!" Elwyn took a deep breath. He actually came out of the ring!

This was terrible. He was absorbing Dumbledore's power. It was the blood that gave him a physical body!

Elwyn had destroyed so many soul armaments, but he had only seen him in Riddle's diary.

Because he had obtained power from Ron, he had never communicated with Lord Voldemort's soul armaments again. However, Dumbledore was obviously a much stronger wizard than Ron. Just a little blood could have such an effect.

"Oh, you know me!" Tom Riddle said in an interested tone. He turned back to look at Dumbledore. "That's not surprising. Since you came here with Professor Dumbledore, you should know something."

"I know far more than you can imagine!" Elwyn said. "Now shut up, I'm going to destroy you!"

Although Riddle's shadow appeared, he couldn't do anything. The power of the few drops of blood was not enough for him to recover his strength and use magic.

There were no snake monsters for him to control. He could only watch from the side as Elwyn destroyed the soul armament.

"So, how many soul armaments have I been destroyed?" Tom Riddle said calmly. However, when he saw that Elwyn was unmoved and was determined to use Gryffindor's sword, a trace of panic flashed across his face. "Listen, kid. I think we should put down our weapons and have a good talk. Don't rush to wield that sword to destroy me. I don't know what happened, but it's obvious that you've seen through my original plan! I told him long ago that splitting our souls into pieces and throwing them everywhere was a stupid idea. That idiot's main soul just threw us away like trash and then got destroyed one by one … "

"I don't see what there's to talk about with the devil!" Elwyn said. He walked to the ring and raised the sword high.

"Stop!" Tom Riddle screamed. He flashed in front of Elwyn and said quickly, "I don't want to disappear. I can help you. No matter what you want, I can promise you anything. What do you want? Wealth, power, or power?!"

"You're really boring!" Elwyn said. Gryffindor's sword slashed down forcefully.

In fact, he had already obtained everything he needed from Tom Riddle's other shadow.

Because this was Lord Voldemort's first soul armament, the Riddle in front of him was younger than the one in the diary. He looked more immature.

But the danger was the same. Iven had never doubted it.

"Stop, I want to talk to Professor Dumbledore!"

"You want to talk to Professor Dumbledore?" Elwyn finally stopped as he screamed.

The shadow became even more unstable, as if it could disappear at any time.

"Yes, keep your damn sword away from the ring," he said angrily. "No matter how many I am, I don't want to be destroyed."

"Well then, remove the magic on Professor Dumbledore now. Don't play any tricks!" Elwyn said carefully. "Don't tell me you can't do it, and don't let me touch the ring. Otherwise, I'll let you know how much I've improved since four years ago. "

"Idiot, I'm just a memory, a soul without a physical body. Do you know what this means? You don't do anything, so how can I remove the magic on him with my mind? "Tom Riddle said angrily, without any of his initial calmness.

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