Chapter 773

Morgos looked at young Tom Riddle and said calmly: "Well, it should be easier for us to communicate with each other than Dumbledore... Because people who believe in power are easier to be convinced than those who believe in 'love' and stick to their ideas. Just like Dumbledore used his power to make you admit your mistakes when he first saw you, right?"

Morgos smiled: "what a hypocritical person. For a child full of suspicion and born cruel, Dumbledore chose intimidation and violence to warn you and make you admit your mistake."

"From this point of view, Dumbledore is a hypocritical and intelligent man!" said morgos with a smile: "He saw your nature at a glance and chose to warn you in your way... This proves two points. Dumbledore believes that you are a natural cruel person, or that someone is a natural good Savior, and someone is born the Dark Lord... It's different from what he claims."

"Many professors who teach you at Hogwarts believe that you become so because they don't give you enough love."

"But Dumbledore declared... You were just born so evil and cruel."

"So the first time he saw you in the orphanage, he burned a wardrobe in front of you. He made you admit your mistake with the intensity and violence of fire, but he put him in a colder and cruel environment than you did in the orphanage, so that he could grow up in cold violence and contempt... Just because you are the Dark Lord, he is the Savior."

"Although wizards do not believe in religion, Dumbledore's view is the same as that of Western Muggles who believe in Christianity. They all advocate something above 'man'. For Muggles, it is God. For Dumbledore, I don't know what it is! It may be fate or some idea."

"They believe that everything works under God or some concept of Dumbledore's belief. Good and evil are born, prophecy is established, and human nature has been determined before he was born... For example, you are Voldemort, and Harry Potter is the Savior!"

"In a sense, what Dumbledore believes is more rotten than your bloodline theory!"

Tom Riddle smiled. His temperament was elegant and calm, and his every move was more noble than those pure blood who claimed that they were born aristocrats. No wonder those pure blood would regard such a mud species as a leader. Of course, Voldemort's power really played a role, but it had something to do with his deceptive temperament.

Tom Riddle, who is tolerant and disguised, is really likable.

This is quite different from the madness and irritability, exposed ferocity and cruelty after he split the seven soul fragments. Chen ang and morgos believe that no one is born evil, but it is difficult to put their soul fragments on the items imposed by the Dark Lord, so that their soul can be exposed to the darkness, agitation and distortion of dark magic for a long time.

And let the soul get rid of the protection of the body to contact the chaotic and distorted magic. What's the difference between eating grams of sugar?

Voldemort is only a little crazy until now, which has fully explained his strong will and inner firmness. For this madman who pursues immortality, morgos still appreciates it. In the words of monks, this is also a firmness of Tao to some extent.

Tom Riddle whispered: "I'm glad someone saw through Dumbledore's hypocritical face like me. Dumbledore believes that there are absolute good and evil in the world, but I don't think there is absolute good and evil in the world. The difference is only between the strong and the weak who can't distinguish the facts. In this sense, Dumbledore is a strong... But he always indulges in the will of the weak."

"So you're sorry?" asked morgos, shaking his head "No, Dumbledore just sticks to his will. Many people think he is on the side of the weak, but in fact he is on his side like us. He carries out his will... Not moved by others. Do you think Dumbledore is succumbing to the will of those people? In fact, he is driving those people to carry out their will."

"Dumbledore and you are good at catching the weakness of the weak. You caught their fear, and Dumbledore caught their love... So Snape once succumbed to you..."

Tom Riddle, no, it should be said that Voldemort laughed. He nodded and said, "yes, we are all strong... But our goals are different. What I pursue, as my name says, Voldemort - surpassing death, reaching eternity and ruling everything. And Dumbledore, he is too weak. What he pursues is a pair of wool socks (in the English context, wool socks refer to family affection, or love). But in the process of implementing our determination, we are also cold. "

"This should be the reason why we are strong."

But at this time, morgos sneered: "strong?" he asked, and then smiled, "no, no... For these people." his wand drew a circle on the heads of the death eaters and said, "you may be called strong, but now I'm here. And you or Dumbledore are no different from them... They are weak."

"Mental retardation!"

Morgos didn't wave his wand at all, but calmly jumped out two words and applied a classic arcane skill of the puzzle control school to Voldemort. The arcane energy absorbed from the well of eternity turned into a circle of cyan aura, which emerged out of thin air and covered Voldemort. His exquisite arcane control energy suppressed part of the effects of weak wisdom, so as to prevent Voldemort from really becoming a retarded.

He just extracted all Voldemort's magic wisdom and memory.

"All the people in the magic world... Your ideal can be counted," morgos nodded and smiled at Tom.

"A wizard who can't beat a troll without a wand can only be called a strong man in front of you!" said morgos, glancing at the trembling Death Eaters.

"I asked you to come out, not to discuss your 'weak' and 'ridiculous' beliefs with you, but to make my authority deeper and more firmly rooted in their hearts. I want these mole ants to have a small and short life. They will be deeply afraid whenever they think of me..." morgos's whisper echoed in everyone's ears.

"Now, you don't know who you're facing."

"But you'll know soon!"

Morgos raised his wand and whispered to Voldemort, who looked incredible and resentful, "malicious deformation!" in the invisible force field of arcane magic, Tom Riddle's body suddenly twisted, and his face twisted into a ball of fear, but he couldn't struggle at all and became a big black dog.

"I hope Sirius will like you now!" morgos said indifferently to Voldemort's black dog.

He glanced at the grunt behind him, which had become Bojin's groan. Trembling, he took out a bottle of powerful ecstasy from his arms in great fear. Voldemort's big black dog struggled violently, but the grunt afraid of morgos almost held him down ferociously and poured the ecstasy into Voldemort's mouth.

"Send it to Sirius!" morgos said indifferently, "I'll give Sirius a chance to avenge himself!"

"I hope he doesn't hate me... Not everyone has a chance to be the Dark Lord. The last person to do so was Albus Dumbledore."

The eyes of the big black dog that Voldemort has become will pop out! His dog eyes were full of blood, and he stared at morgos bitterly. Morgos bowed his head and said to him, "hate me! Your hatred can bring you strength. As long as your soul is placed on a Horcrux, you have no resistance in front of me."

"Pain and hatred will make you realize that you are still a weak person... Try to be strong! At least get the black book of the dead and recover your lost soul fragments, otherwise you will taste this kind of arbitrary humiliation again."

"You have to be glad that Sirius is locked here... Otherwise, a real dog will make you a joke in the whole magic world."

"Look!" Chen ang pointed to the death eaters. They looked at Chen ang with great fear and Voldemort's eyes. In the sensitive Voldemort's view, there was no respect and fear in the past. On the contrary... With a trace of strangeness, morgos whispered with a smile: "look at them, who will fear you and who is willing to be loyal to you from the bottom of his heart?"

"This is what I want. They submit to power and to me!"

Morgos turned his head and scolded, "kneel down!"

A unkempt Death Eater first hesitated to kneel down, and then the second. Gradually, they fell to the ground faster and faster, and there were fewer and fewer people standing. However, after a while, there was no Death Eater standing in front of Voldemort. They knelt down in the cell, morgos waved his wand, and the black devil mark under the wrist of the Death Eaters' left hand was prominent.

The Death Eaters rushed to a sharp pain like gouging out meat. All their black devil marks disappeared. In exchange, their right hand was like the sharp pain made by a hot soldering iron. An active fire dragon mark slowly settled on their right arm and swam towards their heart.

"Hate me!" morgos smiled. "Your eyes are powerful now... That's what I want."

Morgos turned to the former death eaters and said, "it's good that you are loyal to the Dark Lord, not Voldemort, so as not to kill me. Although you can work for me both alive and dead, I still hope that there are some living people and wizards under me, not domestic spirits or undead creatures." he turned and restored Gulu to its prototype.

"If someone disobeys my orders, I will not give him a second chance. I will completely turn him into a domestic elf, just like bokin bock."

When he said Gollum's name, there was a low exclamation among the former Death Eaters. Morgos coldly stretched out his wand and turned the former Death Eater into an equally ugly domestic elf. The powerful power of malicious deformation immediately took root among all the former Death Eaters.

"Master!" the house elf screamed wildly, "master, no, please, master..." but Gulu quickly moved the phantom back and took him away.

"You see, loyalty is cheap," morgos whispered with a smile.

The Death Eaters below were more afraid and frightened. Everyone knelt on the ground and dared not make a sound.

"Now, the dark lord you are loyal to is me - morgos!"

"As the new Dark Lord, I command you to contact your companions who are not in Azkaban, convey this change to them, and bring them here. If they do not obey, then use the power of the mark I gave you to forcibly bring them here. This mark is called the star of Mirko. Through this mark, you can feel the belonging in the sky The power of the star of Mirko. "

"This power can let you contact me and borrow my power."

"It is also a sign of punishment for traitors. My joy and hatred, reward and punishment will be expressed through it."