v2 Chapter 1799： save ron (1/2)

”You can't help me, but thankfully, the battlefield of this battle is the soul of this boy, where he is the supreme master.” Riddle continued, ”The only one who can help me is himself, and you can The simple interpretation of this is that if he and I can defeat another stronger Riddle, then the boy will be saved.”

”No problem, Ron is strong, he's a good Gryffindor.”

”You two will definitely win.”

”I'm not as optimistic as you.” Riddle shook his head. ”Gryffindor? It's just a synonym for stupidity in my eyes. Please forgive my bluntness. Although this academy occasionally has amazing people, But most people are idiots who don't want to use their brains and don't know how to work around. They fight only by roaring, holding a wand as a long sword, and using disarm or stun spells to and fro, as if they can't do any other magic. Unfortunately, the bed This boy is one of them, he's no different from the idiots I've ever met, and I have no doubt that he wouldn't know any more than I did when I was in first grade even if I put him in seven years.”

Riddle's vicious tongue is no less than Snape's.

The two of them definitely have a lot in common!

If it were another occasion, Harry would definitely refute it fiercely, but now, they were all counting on Riddle in front of them.

He is a soul fragment that Voldemort accidentally shed from his main soul when he was fifteen years old. According to what Dumbledore and Ivan said before, he is the collection of all Voldemort's good thoughts and conscience.

Harry was very suspicious, did Voldemort ever have good intentions and conscience? Even when he was Riddle, from the many memories Dumbledore showed him, Harry knew that Voldemort had a strong malice when he was a child, and knew how to take revenge on other children.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but blurt out, ”Why are you willing to help us?”

”Considering the promises that Dumbledore and Irving Mason gave me, in a sense, I am on the same front as you, and I hope you can win and destroy the main soul. Of course, the battle will take a while, if not The enemy, I will not fight recklessly, and this matter must be explained first.” Riddle said with a smile, and said politely, ”If there are no other problems, then I will enter his soul. ”

He stretched out his hand, and the white ball of light that had been floating in the air slowly flew towards his palm.

Between the light and shadow changes, his body began to blur.

”Dumbledore's magic will guide the direction of the boy's soul consciousness. In the next battle, he will be the real protagonist.” Riddle paused, ”By the way, what is this boy's name?”

”Ron Weasley!”

”Okay, Ron Weasley, warrior of Gryffindor, I hope you won't let me down next time.”

Riddle's body disappeared completely, and the white ball of light flew towards Ron.

It wobbled and circled around Ron before finally flying into his ear.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other and hurried out to call all the members of the Order of the Phoenix.

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Darkness, endless darkness.

Ron stared blankly at the darkness ahead, feeling that he had lost all sense.

He stayed here motionless like a stranded ship.

Even time was useless, and Ron didn't know what he was thinking.

And just like that, he was stagnant, without thought, without perception, without meaning.