Dragon Roar Master at Hogwarts

"Be honored, Dudley Dursley!" Tom's eyes showed enthusiasm and excitement, and then he pinched Dudley's neck and lifted him up: "Your soul will be crushed to make up for my soul. Materials and make unparalleled contributions to my great cause!"

Dudley just wanted to spit a bloody spit on his handsome face, but due to excessive blood loss, his consciousness was already a little blurry.

Tom's hand gradually became stronger, and suddenly, he paused as if he remembered something, and turned to look at Delphine.

"Delphine, I want to confirm, are we on the right path to the future?"

Delphine's tendons in her hands and feet were severed, and she could only lie half on the ground.After hearing Tom's words, she closed her eyes. After a moment, she opened her eyes and said firmly:

"I almost don't feel the world's rejection of me anymore - there is no doubt that the future of this world will be the future where you, father, succeed in achieving your great deeds and dominate the world!"

Tom smiled with satisfaction, then turned back to look at Dudley.

"Crack."

With a crisp sound of bones breaking, Dudley's head moved feebly to one side.

Tom took a deep breath, and at the same time, it seemed as if an invisible force poured into his body along the hand he held up Dudley.

"It's so perfect... This soul is incomparable with me..." Tom shouted excitedly: "Celebrate, the real king of the magical world is finally coming to this world again! "

dark.

cold.

silence.

It seemed that there were countless pairs of invisible hands tearing at his body, trying to divide himself into countless pieces.

Dudley tried to struggle, but found that he could not move even a finger in his body, and his senses were also deprived, and he could not see or hear.

However, he felt that the only organ he could control was his mouth—throat, to be precise.

Although he couldn't breathe any air, Dudley could still feel that there was a force stirring in his body, as if calling him to release it through his throat!

"LokVahKoor!"

Dudley felt vaguely that he should use the Clear Sky Dragon Roar at this moment. With the release of the dragon roar, Dudley suddenly felt refreshed all over, and the things that had surrounded him before were instantly washed away - at that moment, he The things around him were invisible substances like black clouds.

But in the next moment, he suddenly felt weightless, and then landed rapidly.

"Boom!"

Dudley originally thought that he would be smashed into pieces, but to his surprise, he did not suffer any damage after falling from an altitude of about a hundred meters.

"This is the space of consciousness, the world of souls. You will not be harmed by falling down." A voice sounded from behind Dudley, "However, it is possible to fall to death directly or be decomposed on top. I’ll be a little happier.”

Valley</span> Dudley touched his chest and found that the wound he had been stabbed by Pansy was gone, and the hand that was chopped off by Voldemort was also intact.

Turning his head, he saw Tom Riddle looking at him with a smile as a victor.

"I have to say, I still admire you a little, Dudley Dursley." Tom said slowly, while looking up at the sky: "You were not directly broken down into soul fragments... But it doesn't matter. It’s important, the part of your soul that contains my power has been left.”

Dudley also raised his head and saw that the sky was filled with darkness. At first glance, Dudley thought they were dark clouds before the heavy rain came, but when he looked carefully, he found that black matter was surging and changing, forming an ugly and ugly picture. A face with blurred features.

"That's the body of my soul. Isn't it very spectacular?" Tom's tone revealed arrogance. "The strength of the soul is linked to magic power and will. I have been surviving for such a long time, and I have almost no one else." To match the magic power and soul strength, even Dumbledore probably can't compare with me."

Dudley looked around and found that it seemed to be a cemetery in the wilderness. Looking up, he saw countless graves surrounding him.

"So this is the depth of your spirit? Tom." Dudley showed a sarcastic smile, "The environment is too harsh, and how afraid of death are you? The entire spiritual space is inseparable from the tomb that symbolizes death. ."

Hearing Dudley's words, Tom was stunned for a moment, and then laughed darkly.

"Hahaha - Dudley, are you really fearless or are you missing a muscle?" Tom grinned cruelly: "Do you know how tragic the end you are about to face?"

Tom raised his slender, pale hand and made a crisp snap of his fingers with a "click" sound.

Rumble.

Dudley almost thought it was the sound of a thunderstorm, but he immediately realized that this was a spiritual space.

If you look closely, you will see that the roar is the sound of the ground cracking beneath the countless tombstones in the wilderness.Then, countless ragged, pale-skinned people, or corpses, crawled out from under the cemetery.

"These are all people I have killed with my own hands." Tom looked at this hell-scroll-like scene with satisfaction, as if he was admiring a world-famous painting: "Let me tell you one thing, when killing people, besides killing people, In addition to the splitting of the victim's soul, a very small part of the soul fragments of the victim will also enter the body of the murderer."

"For some fragile people, this small fragment will torture their spirit, make them unable to let go of their guilt, and even attract the ghosts of the murdered people to take revenge."

"But for people with strong spirits - for example, I will treat the painful wails of these dead as beautiful music. Their death is a medal that proves my greatness, and it will only make me stronger!"

Dudley frowned and said coldly: "You mean? I will join them soon?"

"No, no, no... you are even more pitiable than them, Dudley Dursley." Tom licked his lips and said expectantly: "The main part of their souls has gone to the other side and stayed here. There are only empty echoes of soul fragments - but you are different, your entire soul has been absorbed by me!"

"This means that you will enjoy the torture of eternal peace here, and then after a complete collapse, you will be unable to maintain yourself, turn into fragments and become a part of me - there is no other shore, no afterlife, it is a complete eternal life!"

While Tom was talking excitedly, Dudley lowered his head thoughtfully and pressed his chest gently.

"What? Are you desperate? But it's too late." Tom seemed to think that Dudley had given up resistance: "If you want to blame it, blame it on why you have the power in your soul that is so consistent with me -"

"No, I was listening carefully, Tom." Dudley raised his head and looked at Tom Riddle meaningfully: "Didn't you hear - this high-pitched and powerful dragon roar... But , you’ll be able to hear it soon too.”