Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

In the principal's office at Hogwarts, the magic power of three people continued to be output.

The power of the soul is illusory, and Louis' soul leads to the inside of the locket along with the magic beam.

There was a white light in front of him. He looked around and saw an environment just like the Slytherin common room.

He had seen this scene in his inner vision.

Slytherin once said that a person's soul will reflect his inner thoughts, and the environment of Voldemort's Horcrux and soul residence was actually Hogwarts.

It seems that for Tom Riddle, Hogwarts is still an extremely important scene in his life.

It gave him a home and allowed him to experience the ultimate happiness brought by power.

He walked along the passage. The Slytherin common room looked even more gloomy than Gryffindor. The dark and hard walls reflected the beliefs of the Slytherins, and the blue torches around them reflected the nobility. temperament.

With every step Louis took, the surrounding scene became clearer and darker, and eventually the surrounding white light was replaced by a dark environment.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a black door appeared in front of me, with a snake-shaped symbol engraved on it.

"open."

Subconsciously, he touched the door handle in the shape of a snake's head in a snake-like accent.

The fangs slowly opened, the tongue retracted, and with a snap, the locked door opened.

What caught his eye were three top-notch black sofas, facing a huge stove in the middle.

"You're finally here." A voice sounded from over there, holding a red wine glass in his hand and a faint evil smile on his face.

I have to admit that this young man is extremely handsome, ranking among the top three.

"Tom Riddle." Louis closed the door smoothly. He maintained a high degree of vigilance. After all, this was the opponent's territory. Although Voldemort's young image looked harmless, he was still the second generation Dark Lord.

"Sit down." He patted the seat next to him.

Lewis walked straight over and sat not far from Riddle, always keeping a certain distance.

"Want something to drink?"

His hand slowly moved across the table, a row of red wine and whiskey appeared, and tequila appeared out of thin air.

Lewis didn't speak, he always looked at the boy with his eyes.

"I know what you came here for this time." Riddle took a sip of red wine, "It's just that I didn't expect that Dumbledore would send you here."

"Really? Are you not worried at all?"

"Worried?" Riddle shook the red wine in his glass, "You should be the one worried."

"Do you really think you can hurt me in this space?"

He snapped his fingers, and a strong space squeeze moved around Lewis, and spikes suddenly struck from all directions.

"boom!"

Like the sound of breaking glass, a protective film formed around Louis shattered.

"I see."

Riddle stood up from the sofa, one hand instantly enlarged, and the black substance covered the entire arm, and he slapped Louis hard.

"boom!"

The violent black power exploded in the space, and Riddle was very confident that he would be killed or injured with this slap.

"What a pity." The young man standing in this space looked at his palm, which had returned to its original state. He was always very decisive in his actions.

However, this move also cost him a lot of soul power, and it will take some time to repair it in the future.

"Um?"

Just when he was about to go back to rest, the young man's figure appeared in front of him intact.

He patted his body. He was able to block Riddle's attack this time, thanks to the use of ancient magic.

It is a kind of magic that is biased towards the use of the soul. It not only allows one's soul body to enter the magic item, but also has two opportunities to protect the body.

Voldemort's first test really made him take the bait. He thought that the protective force around Louis was the result of Dumbledore's action, so he used his extremely powerful force to kill Louis as quickly as possible.

Now, the strength of his soul body has become weak, and it is no longer as powerful as before.

"Oh, interesting. As expected of Dumbledore's student, he really played a good game of chess."

Voldemort has grown to the point where he is almost invincible. Only Dumbledore is the most difficult enemy in his life.

To this day, he still thinks that it is Dumbledore's protection and not a reflection of Louis' own strength.

"It's very much your style, Tom." Louis walked up slowly, "But your glory ends here."

"Humph, do you really believe in that old man?" Riddle mocked, "You have to know that he is just using you."

"What's the meaning?"

"He has a past that you don't know about, boy. He is a liar who spins a world of lies." Riddle said with some resentment in his tone, "He is an existence that even I can't see through."

Louis knew about Dumbledore's past, which was a story full of darkness. He and Grindelwald had a relationship that went beyond friendship, and accidentally caused the death of his biological sister. He almost lost himself because of his excessive pursuit of power.

"But he is not like you. Dumbledore is guarding the world." Lewis said, "And you are just to satisfy your own desires and destroy this already fragmented reality."

"Do you really think so? Then let me show you!"

Tom Riddle suddenly appeared in front of Louis, using almost all his strength to cover his head with one hand.

Louis' body seemed to be under a full-body binding spell. He was unable to move at that moment and allowed Riddle to press his head.

"I said, this space is still my home field."

After doing all this, Riddle's figure became a little dull, but his face was filled with that evil smile.

"not good!"

Although Nick Flamel, who was standing outside the locket space, didn't know what was going on inside, he knew something must have happened inside when he saw the change in Louis' face outside.

However, Dumbledore remained calm and maintained the spell on the locket with one hand.

Louis' soul was filled with extreme negative emotions, including anger, jealousy, evil desire, killing, and all kinds of emotions.

He felt as if he had transformed into a wild beast hunting in the forest, killing as much as he wanted.

"Come on, boy, become a member of our darkness, magnify the hidden corners of your heart, this is your destination."

Whispers filled Lewis's brain, his eyes turned completely red, and his soul fell to his knees in great pain.

He saw, in the red sky, a black eye staring at him slowly, as if sucking him into the eternal darkness.