Voldemort had no idea that the trap he had set would be discovered by his Horcrux, and he treated Bree as his own child as a matter of course. Voldemort did not have such a bastard son.

The black energy on Xiu Xiu's body became more and more fierce. The long-term torture made his soul fragmented. It was only held together by strong hatred and unwillingness. He stared at Bree with bloodthirsty, as if he wanted to rush at any moment.

Come out of Xixi Xiu's body and bite the cloth.

The situation of Voldemort's soul made Bree's eyes light up. This was the soul he had been looking for. Only a soul that was almost shattered and broken but extremely gathered together could make a perfect house elf.

Well done, Tom!

Blood-red cracks continued to spread on Sniff's body, and Voldemort roared: "This is a trap. Take a closer look at the contract on me. We cannot complete the creation of living creatures, you idiot!"

A contract appeared on Voldemort's soul, and what was connected to it was Bree's wrist. The difference was that the restraints on Bree's body were extremely weak, while Voldemort's body was full of shackles.

Voldemort originally thought he could control Bree, and only regarded Bree as a scheming 12-year-old child who pursued power. But he was wrong. In the dark lamp, Bree learned how to make Horcruxes.

He stopped seeing him until Xiu Xiu knocked over the wick and he was able to see the light of day again.

Tom stared blankly at Voldemort, who was still struggling. He knew that the contract on his body was also a trap that could make one person submit to another person. But obviously, his future life failed and was countered by Bree.

"Sorry, Tom, I didn't know that you were Voldemort's predecessor. Sniff stole Nico and accidentally took away my sealed Voldemort."

Bree said to Tom calmly: "I think you are different from Voldemort. You have emotions and reason that he doesn't understand. Maybe we can become friends."

Tom's heart was pounding, and he gritted his teeth and said, "So this blood magic is fake?"

"Of course." Bree couldn't bear it and said awkwardly: "Maybe I can do it in the future and help you become a child, but obviously last year's Voldemort has not reached this point. He is not an expert in this area. He just wants to deceive.

Fooling stupid kids.”

Bree said, looking at Tom, who was 16 years old and 1.75 meters tall, and couldn't help but smile in her heart: Voldemort in his youth was so innocent and cute.

The stupid boy Tom's face darkened, he lowered his head, his cheeks blushed in embarrassment unconsciously, and the tips of his ears turned pink.

"Damn it!" Tom snapped: "Are you laughing at me, Bree!"

Tom stared at Bree with shame and anger. Voldemort on the side saw this and immediately said seductively: "Let me out quickly. You have not made a contract with him. Kill him!"

"Ah!" Voldemort's strong murderous intention towards Bree made Voldemort cry out in pain, and the tragic screams echoed in the stone hall. The professors outside had just come down when they found a giant snake coming towards him. Snee had no time to react.

Pu hurriedly waved his magic wand, and a powerful black magic hit him.

Professor McGonagall threw many buttons, and soon the buttons turned into giant tigers and pounced on the basilisk. Professor Flitwick also used the powerful magic he knew to hit the basilisk hard.

For a moment, the magic shines freely.

Unfortunately, the basilisk was thick-skinned and its face only became more angry. It quickly passed the professor and prepared to rush out of the hole with its bloody snake body.

"Stop it, the kids are outside!"

Unfortunately, the basilisk was extremely fast. In an instant, it broke through the elevator transformed by Professor McGonagall and rushed out of the secret room.

The bathroom door was instantly knocked open, and the basilisk rushed upstairs desperately, looking for the little wizard of Hogwarts.

The professors hurriedly used magic to create items and chased him out.

"Must find it!"

The basilisk was so fast just now that the professors didn't even react. Thinking about it now, they should close the door to the secret room!

At this time, on the seventh floor, Luna had been taken to Ravenclaw's tower by Sprout, while Harry, Ron and Anna were being taken to the Gryffindor lounge by Professor Lockhart.

"Don't worry, Professor Lockhart will send you all to the dormitory safely. I will also participate in the battle with the basilisk later, which will be recorded in my book!"

At this time, a ferocious scream came from downstairs. Harry immediately looked down from the guardrail and saw Snape waving his wand, and a stream of ink-black light hit the huge monster that was constantly shuttling in the corridor.

The basilisk, and because he could not look directly into the basilisk's eyes, Snape kept dodging, looking very embarrassed.

Professors McGonagall and Flitwick also continued to support Snape, but the basilisk was too cunning, making it difficult for them to trap it.

"Oh, oh, God, let's run!"

Lockhart gave the order and took the lead in running towards the Gryffindor lounge. There were other professors guarding there at the moment, and he didn't want to be swallowed up by the basilisk.

"Don't run, Professor Lockhart!"

Harry shouted loudly, but Lockhart didn't listen to him at all, and this also attracted the attention of the basilisk. The basilisk immediately rushed towards them. Snape heard Harry's voice and immediately blocked it.

The basilisk was hit by the basilisk's tail and almost hit the wall.

Professor McGonagall took out a dagger from his pocket and threw it hard. The dagger turned into a steel eagle and kept rushing towards the basilisk's eyes, intending to peck it out.

"Don't leave, go to the secret room. Someone must be controlling the basilisk in the secret room!"

Harry suddenly realized. He looked at the basilisk that was constantly fighting with the professor. The hissing voice of the basilisk conveyed the message that it wanted to involve the professor. This proved that there were still people in the secret room doing shady things!

Harry looked at Ron and nodded seriously: "The murderer must be in the secret room!"

"murderer?"

Ron, whose eyes became sharp, immediately said: "We have to find him and punish him severely. He petrified my sister and brothers!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, immediately left the seventh floor and ran from the path towards the secret room.

Yana looked behind her and said indifferently: "Impulsive lion, huh."

She transformed into a little wolf and ran downstairs. She just smelled Bree's scent, which came from the damp smell in the secret room.

The fighting in the corridor became more and more intense, and the basilisk gradually became unable to hold on any longer. The young wizards in the lounge listened to the sounds of fighting outside and waited for the result in fear.

Lockhart, who was escaping, suddenly looked at Harry, who was running downstairs. His eyes lit up, and a ferocious snake face slowly appeared on his wand.

"Go to the Chamber of Secrets, Lockhart. Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets is there. All the magical books. This is what you are looking for. It can help you."

Lockhart chuckled strangely and said, "I thought you had been killed by me in the Room of Requirement, but I didn't expect you could still speak."

"You should believe me, Lockhart. No one can stop you from forgetting everything. You can go to the secret room with confidence and kill the guy who ruined my plan."

"Of course, as you wish, the great Lockhart also recognized the deal between us. I helped you find the Sorting Hat, and you helped me find the treasure left by the Big Four, but now you have to satisfy me first."

After Lockhart finished speaking, without waiting for a response, he concealed himself and chased after Harry.

…

Just as Lockhart and Harry rushed to the Chamber of Secrets, Voldemort in Xiu Xiu's body smiled sinisterly, waiting for the arrival of his soul fragment.

It is difficult for a soul fragment that is too weak to give birth to self-awareness, unless a large piece is split in two and has no connection with the rest of the soul body. The soul fragment on Lockhart's wand has always been controlled by him.

Voldemort, who was thinking this way, looked at Tom, who was still struggling and didn't know how to take action. The anger in his heart became even higher.

"What are you waiting for!"

Tom's eyes were complicated, but he still slowly stretched out his hand.

"Although it was not your fault, I still have to erase this stupid thing." Tom looked at Bree seriously and said: "Don't worry, I will kill him too, and no one can know about me.

Mistakes, including my own.”

Tom retreated quickly, wanting to rush into Azar's body, but at this moment, the cold air on the ground spread quickly, and the biting coldness could even affect the soul. Ice crystals instantly condensed on Tom's feet, and Tom's feet were instantly frozen.

His legs were frozen in place.

Of course, this still couldn't stop Tom, but Bree took out the diary again. The diary was covered with a thin layer of frost. Tom, who had been damaged along with the diary, could not break free from the ice on his feet.

piece.

"Soul magic!"

Tom suddenly looked at Voldemort and said sternly: "You taught him that!"

Voldemort was choked into silence for a while, and then became furious.

"Hmph, I only gave him enlightenment. Who knew he could learn so quickly? He is obviously an idiot when it comes to learning snake language!"

After hearing Voldemort's words, Tom's mind flashed to the scene where he discovered that Bree was studying soul magic, and he was still communicating with Bree eagerly, imparting some experience to him without reservation, and suddenly he became silent and didn't speak, because except for the soul

In addition to magic, whenever Tom found out what Bree was studying, he would talk to him and tell him what he knew. At this time, he had already discovered many things left by Slytherin in Slytherin's secret room.

Magic information, this is knowledge that Dumbledore has not touched.

The frozen Tom seemed to have his heart frozen, and his voice was cold and inarticulate.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

Tom looked at Bree silently, not knowing what answer he was waiting for. His eyes were indescribably dazed and sad.

"This world has deceived my feelings for the first time, but I have never been so happy..." Tom carefully used the soul power in his body to break the ice under his feet, but he said sincerely and sadly: "I originally thought I would not

I have feelings, but when I discovered blood magic here, I was so happy that I could do anything for you."

Bree's soul magic is unexpectedly strong, which makes Tom feel a little troublesome.

Bree glanced at the pretentious Tom, a chill flashed in the corner of her eyes, but she still said: "Don't do anything stupid, I'm not planning to kill you."

"I just want to...make a Horcrux. Of course, this requires a soul as a test subject."

Bree looked at Voldemort and said: "Maybe I have to thank you for the crucible. I have all the materials ready, I just need it."

The secret room is a very nice place, and no one will disturb it. If there is, it will be after he makes the house elf.

Now he has to seize the time to arrange everything, especially to clean up the blood magic. If Dumbledore comes, it will cause more trouble.

That old bee is no master of the soul.

Briley used the flying spell to capture the crucible, and the sound of the crucible hitting the ground shocked Voldemort and Tom's expressions.
To be continued...