"Senior Tom, be my dog!"

A chuckle that he would never forget rang out. Tom, who was sitting on the stone floor, immediately looked up with his eyes wide open.

The disgustingly brilliant blond hair was so conspicuous under the fluorescent wand.

And That face that always maintains a slight smile, like that of an aristocrat……

"Lorne Geralt?!"

Tom's face gradually darkened after seeing the familiar face.

Although he didn't know what happened to him, he heard clearly what Lorne just said to him.

Be your dog. ?

Tom Riddle is the future Voldemort. You want him to be someone else's dog?

What are you dreaming about, you bitch!

"Don't be so angry. In my impression, Senior Tom is very calm."

Lorne walked up to him, slowly squatted down and looked directly into Tom's gray pupils.

"How about it?"

"Does it feel good after being resurrected?"

Resurrection?

Tom was stunned when he heard the word. Only then did he realize that some changes had taken place in his body.

There was touch and taste, and this was no longer the previous soul body.

I was resurrected by Geralt Already?

"What do you mean, Geralt!"Tom stood up slowly, staring at Lorne with a pair of gray pupils.

He didn't understand!

He didn't understand why he was resurrected by Lorne.

And resurrecting a soul possessed by the diary...

Tom really wanted to There is no magic spell that can resurrect a soul!

This is simply a fantasy

"Didn't I say, I want you to be my subordinate!"

Lorne patted his shoulder and whispered softly.

"Of course, your answer is not important to me"

"Because you can't go against my will, my dear senior Tom."

After the words fell, Tom sneered.

"Although I don’t know how you resurrected me, do you think you can control me this way?"

"Stop dreaming, Geralt!"

Lorne didn't answer him, but threw Selwyn's wand to him.

"Okay, use Avada Kedavra on yourself!"

"Don't joke——"

Tom subconsciously caught it, and before he could react, he saw that his hand had been raised uncontrollably.

Shining green light burst out from the tip of the wand.

Bang - the death curse directly hit Tom's head under Tom's horrified gaze.

But……

"I'm... okay?"

Tom opened his eyes wide and looked at the wand pointed at him in disbelief.

The green light just now was indeed a death curse, and he even felt his hair standing on end.

It was a warning from danger.

However, The death curse hit his head, but he did not die, and even his nosebleed did not flow out.

No, the focus is not here!

But - why did he obey Geralt's instructions obediently!

Thinking of this, Tom Finally found something was wrong

"What have you done to my body! ?"He asked in a deep voice, but the trembling in his tone could not be concealed.

"It's just a way to make you obedient."

Lorne said, and took out a mirror from the Divine Power Space and handed it to him.

"In addition, you can be said to be immortal now."

Immortal body?

Tom picked up the mirror doubtfully and found that his skin had a large number of irregular cracks, like a cracked pottery figurine.

The most eye-catching thing was the pair of black eyes. And the gray pupils looked full of death, without any agility.

"Is this...me?"

A sense of fear arose in Tom's heart.

In this body, only the soul residing in it belongs to him.

"You resurrected me just to let me do things for you?!"

He raised his head and looked at Lorne and asked

"Otherwise, resurrect you and make you a mascot?"

Lorne picked up the fluorescent wand and opened the wooden planks in the basement.

"Come on, maybe we can go outside and have a cup of black tea and have a good chat."

To be able to make Tom surrender wholeheartedly, Lorne knew that was impossible.

After all, when he was at Hogwarts, what he did to senior Tom was indeed a bit excessive.

However, there is no way for Tom to escape his control now, so There is still room for negotiation.

What Lorne needs is Tom's wisdom and charisma, not an unconscious corpse.

"You devil playing with souls!"

Looking at the unsuspecting back, Tom wanted to shoot Avada Kedavra at him, but he could not lift his hand.

It was as if he had no arms.

This kind of resurrection spell, It's really insidious.

Geralt, you are indeed an out-and-out dark wizard!

After pondering for a long time, Tom finally followed.

He couldn't commit suicide and didn't know the counter-curse of this curse. This meant that he There's no way to escape Lorne's control.

"Lord Geralt!"

Morris, who was waiting at the door, shouted in a low voice when he saw Lorne coming out.

Not to mention that Lorne lifted the werewolf curse for him, the power that he did not need a wand to burst out at that time was enough for him to surrender.. However

, after seeing the handsome young man with a gloomy face following Lorne, Morris was stunned for a moment.

"Who is this?"

"Tom Riddle."

Lorne gave a brief introduction.

Morris nodded clearly and did not continue to ask.

Tom, who followed out, sat down on the wooden chair opposite Lorn.

"So, Senior Tom, do you still understand the situation in Knockturn Alley? Lorne asked as he handed over a cup of black tea.

"Do you want to master this place?"

Tom sneered. He could hear Lorne's undisguised purpose.

"This is nothing more than a gathering place for dark wizards, werewolves and pure-blood nobles!"

Although he was extremely resistant to answering Lorne's question, he still couldn't help but said it.

This damn curse!

Tom cursed fiercely in his heart.

"Don't be so resistant, you are completely obedient to me now"

"Rather than resisting in vain, you might as well follow me."

Lorne looked at the face that was gradually distorted, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm really looking forward to seeing you face off against Voldemort!"

"It must have been fun at that time!"

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