Chapter 177: A Deal Among Demons (Edited)
Now she had plenty of time to think calmly. She realized the source of the problem, but unfortunately it was too late. Professor Lockhart's words, "Never trust anything that can think for itself until you see where it hides its mind" still echoed in her mind, but it's a pity she had never paid attention to those words.
I trust that diary too much! Victoria regretted it, but in the magical world there is no such thing as regret. She was so heartbroken that she felt helpless before Riddle and had to fall to her knees and cry to make him let her go, but how could a cruel and heartless person like Riddle show kindness?
So the gleam in Victoria's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a pair of indifferent pupils. The door to the innermost compartment of the bathroom opened and Peggy stepped out.
"Come on, time to teach me a new spell."
Riddle, who was in control of Victoria's body, looked at her with interest, "You surprise me, aren't you afraid?" He wiggled his fingers, making a few crunching sounds.
Peggy stared at him very calmly.
"Miscalculated," laughed Riddle suddenly, "I taught you too much in advance, and it's not easy to control you now."
In the next moment, several beams of light suddenly crossed between the two, and Victoria's wand flew out in a whirlwind, fell to the ground, and rolled a long way.
Riddle made no more offensive movements, he moved his arms, his neck, his thighs and stretched, "This body is as rusty as can be. Don't point that stupid thing at me."
He waved his hand and the wand flew out of Peggy's hand, and snapped his fingers again, covering the sound of the sink.
"You are gifted and talented, so I grant you, so I give you permission to be my minion, Lord Voldemort, and I will teach you spells that Dumbledore could never have dreamed of." His voice had gradually changed from a soft feminine voice to a neutral tone with a snake-like hiss.
"Voldemort? Death Flight?" Peggy heard the name that would scare most wizards in the magical world, and the only thing that crossed her mind was its literal meaning.
"Yes, I'm willing to be your subordinate." said Peggy without hesitation, as far as she was concerned, if she could get stronger, they could work together. If the Hogwarts professors had not been so reluctant to teach her powerful dark magic, or even powerful white magic, she would not have collaborated with a journal of unknown origin and obvious malice.
Peggy has had enough, there is a Killing Curse that kills people, there is the Imperius Curse that can control the body and mind of others, there is also the Patronus Charm for defense and the Disarming Charm to remove the threat of the enemy....
None of the Hogwarts professors taught these spells! Day after day, they studied how to warp matches and how to make feathers float. How can these spells help me realize my two cherished wishes?!
As for Peggy, if the teachers didn't teach them at school, she could learn them herself. This is a common occurrence in the Muggle world, where many public school teachers are content with the spirit of education, and don't teach the serious stuff in class. So students have to go home after school and hire their own tutors to teach themselves, some have been teaching themselves calculus since middle school.
In Peggy's eyes, the teachers at Hogwarts were public school teachers, and Riddle is the tutor she found herself. She had felt that Tom seemed to know a lot and wanted him to play the role of tutor. In her experience, all she had to do was smile and say something nice, and any wish was granted, and Tom was no exception. As a result, Tom was attacked and hospitalized.
That's when Riddle came along, perfectly suited to his needs. As for Riddle's need for human life as tuition, what did that have to do with it? His father had taught him that there was no mourning when people died, and since there was no mourning, it wasn't a bad thing, was it?
Seeing that he had come to an understanding, Riddle signaled him and brought both wands over to him, handing Peggy's back to him.
"Invisibilis!" He pointed the wand at his own head and Peggy's. Instantly, Peggy felt as if a raw egg had been cracked on the top of her head, and she felt a cold liquid run down her body from where Riddle had hit her.
She looked down at her hands and saw that all she could see was the bathroom floor, her hands had changed radically, the color and texture had become identical to the tiles in the sink. It was as if she had turned into a humanoid gel, or a chameleon.
"The spell works like an 'invisibility cloak', but sometimes the cloak has the problem of not covering the body well, while this spell completely hides the person." Riddle explained proudly, he thought it was quite a feat for a student to learn this spell while still in school.
"Come on, come with me, I'll take you to a place to learn magic spells, but in return, you'll have to do some things for me."
The two left the bathroom, one after the other. Riddle decided to take the schoolgirl to an interesting place, a place he had also "just" discovered.
The place was called the Room of Requirement.
With the Disillusioning Charm cast upon them, the two strutted toward the Room of Requirement without anyone seeing them on the way. Riddle led Peggy to the seventh floor of the castle, in front of a tapestry. He concentrated on the spot he needed, and after passing in front of the wall three times, a very smooth door appeared.
The moment Riddle put his hand on the knob, his face changed slightly, but his face quickly returned to normal and he opened the door to the Room of Requirement.
Inside was a large room lit by torches and laid out like a subway classroom. The walls were lined with wooden shelves, and there were no chairs on the floor, but several large cushions. At the other end of the room, on shelves, were several strange instruments and several mannequins.
Upon entering the room, Riddle smiled and said to Peggy, who had followed him and was observing the surroundings, "If you do a few things for me, I'll teach you the mystery of immortality. I'll teach you how to make... a Horcrux!"
"Horcruxes?" Peggy hadn't heard of the concept, or it's safe to say that there aren't more than ten people at Hogwarts who are familiar with the concept.
"A Horcrux is a curious object used to store fragments of souls..." Riddle introduced the Horcrux in a nonchalant manner. The principle of a Horcrux is to split a wizard's soul and hide a part of it in an object outside the body so that, even if his body is destroyed, he does not die. To create a Horcrux, a special spell is used, plus the wizard must commit a murder, and the process must take place immediately after the murder.
The murder required for the creation of a Horcrux is very strict, killing in self-defense or in defense of others is not enough to divide the soul, the crime of killing must be committed deliberately and consciously, without remorse, for such a sin to divide the soul.
"Eternal life at the cost of a divided soul? Interesting." Peggy pondered.
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Unlike Riddle, who used a Disillusioning Charm, Fred and George were always cautious when they went out, planning every move well in advance and, like a meerkat, evacuating as soon as they sensed danger. Born Gryffindor, they have the courage to take risks, but not the recklessness to do so.
They will pull out their prized "Marauder's Map" to research it before going out every night.
The Marauder's Map is a very magical map that shows all the information about Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It shows the user not only all the classrooms, corridors and corners of the castle, but also every inch of the school grounds and the secret passages that are hidden. The location of each is also marked with dots. Best of all, the map correctly identifies everyone, whether or not they are Animagus, have taken a Multijuice Potion or are wearing an invisibility cloak, and even Hogwarts ghosts and house elves appear on the map.
If Tom's system is used to rate the Marauder's Map, it is likely to be rated five stars. However, there are flaws, such as the inability to distinguish between those with the same name, and the fact that the map does not show all locations in the school, such as the Room of Requirement and the Chamber of Secrets, either because they are not accessible or because the Four Marauders are not aware of them. The map also has a secret door: the four members of the Marauders can hide their footprints on the map, which only the four Marauders have access to.
This is normal, the developers leave their own administrator rights.
Why did Fred and George hold the Marauder's Map for so many years, but never discovered that there was a name on the map called "Peter Pettigrew"?
Not to mention the two years the twins themselves held Scabbers. A normal person would be curious to see a guy named Peter Pettigrew clinging to his brother every day, right? Not to mention the Weasley twins, who were already very curious. They didn't know about it at all because they weren't allowed to see Peter Pettigrew's name.
Today, for the first time since the school year began, Fred and George went out late at night, as they had run out of summer stock and had to go to Hogsmeade today to restock and drop off a shipment.
They both held out the map, tapped their wands on it and said, "I solemnly swear I have done nothing wrong."
They had both known how to use the map, and they had not been blind. Since they had gotten it, they had been studying it, learning how it worked, and the map was giving them clues, "teasing" them as they got closer and closer to the correct way to open it, until they got it.
The map is activated.
The first thing they did when they opened the map is to find Filch, then find Peeves and the professor on patrol today, memorize their positions and avoid them.
"Argus Filch... Argus Filch... I found him, in the infirmary!" Their eyes roamed over the places where Filch was usually found, and finally George spotted the name.
"Why is he in the infirmary?"
"Treating a cold. I heard he had a cold... Wait, why is Lockhart in the infirmary too?"