Vol 2 Chapter 1635: Live Horcrux

"Vo, Volde" Ron was trembling all over, and he shrank back and shouted palely. "You are Tom Riddle!"
Ron was too familiar with Tom Riddle in front of him. In the nightmare of the nightmare, he spent more than half of his time dealing with him.
In the end, he was controlled to release the basilisk and make so many terrible things.
In a sense, Tom Riddle is even more terrible than Voldemort.
"You know me? It seems that you have been in contact with me." Riddle said, looking at Ron, "It's not surprising, I feel the power from the body, just before, you contacted him. The magical power that he left in your body awakened me."
"Call, wake up," said Ron.
"Yes, right in this place, just four years ago, I entered your body, but I have been unable to contact you. In the long years, I did not get any supplements, I am weak, The magic stone left by Gryffindor is far beyond my imagination. I can't control it, absorb its power, I become weaker and lose all power. I thought that one day I will be like this. Disappeared, I have to admit that my original idea was a little risky, relying on only one magic to control the magic stone, I failed until I met you! Until my body once again gave me magic, I have a chance to appear."
"I don't understand what you are talking about!"
"You are too weak, even if a magic enters your body, you can't feel it." Riddle said slowly, his mouth smiled. "It's pathetic, but I can help you, help you gain strength, help you." Learn about it. Now, tell me your name."
"Ro, Ron Weasley." Ron didn't want to answer, but under Riddle's gaze, he answered the other's questions uncontrollably.
"Weasley's family, so you are still a pure blood, great, I hate the mud!" Riddle said slowly, with a hint of greed in his eyes, "Pure blood should have been better than Muggles and mud." Kind to be noble, we are born to be superior, Ron! Do you agree with me? You are very lucky, as a pure blood, you are selected by the great Voldemort! What do you want? I will give you beyond imagination. Power, rights, wealth, I can satisfy you as long as you want it."
"No, no, go away, I don't want anything, don't try to seduce me!" Ron yelled, waving a wand and a red light flashed past.
Riddle waved his hand gently and easily resolved his magic.
"Poor spell, is this your strength? You will agree, Ron, I can see your heart, you are not willing to be ordinary, only I can help you."
"Get out, Riddle, you can't seduce me anymore! I know what you are, you are a Horcrux!"
"This makes me a little surprised, you actually know the Horcrux!" Riddle said.
"I know everything, this time you can't lie to me, I won't be fooled again!" Ron sent another spell.
The curse hit Riddle but did not cause any harm to him.
"You have no power in the magical spells, you don't understand what is the real power, just like you don't know what the Horcrux is." Riddle walked over to Ron without hesitation. , it can help people get eternal life, how fascinating, do you want to live forever, Ron?"
"No, don't come over!" Ron stepped back.
"Don't lie to me, Ron, your heart betrayed you, you want to gain strength, you want to get eternal life, you want to make a head to achieve immortality. I can help you, and only I can help you, without my help, these You can't get things in your life." Riddle's voice is full of confusion. "Don't deceive yourself because of the ridiculous prejudice. There is no hatred between me and you. I am here to help you. Face your own desires, Luo. Well, say it out loud, you want these. Come on, Ron, and I will be one, you will become the great Horde of the Voldemort, a unique Horcrux, you will be immortal."
"Ah, what the are you?" Ron thought he was going to collapse, he was about to be driven crazy.
"I am the soul of Voldemort, a soul that has fallen from the soul of the Lord. Only when I find a container can I be called a real Horcrux. Now I have found it, that container is you! This is your chance, Luo Well, surrender to me, we will be one, you will be integrated with Voldemort."
"No!" Ron gasped, and strong pressure squeezed him from all directions.
All the sights in front of me began to distort, the temple of the Ma, the body of the mountain, and the statue of Tom Riley.
They are twisted, screaming, and screaming with Ron’s shouts, and the whole world is insane.
"No, no, get out, get out!" Ron screamed in amazement, his wand in his hands waving and firing a spell.
"You will accept me, Ron, only I can help you, and you will help me to gain the power beyond the imagination of the world."
"Do not!"
When Ron woke up, he was soaked in sweat all over his body.
He stared blankly at the front, remembering that he had made a very, very terrible nightmare.
What is the specific content, he can't remember it!
That terrible dream, the monster that appears in the dream
No one saw that behind Ron’s sweaty neck, a black black demon mark flashed past.
After the transfer operation, the time has passed three days.
These days, members of the Order of the Phoenix have been in and out of the house, passing the news.
They took the eye-catcher Moody and went out to find a professional therapist to treat him.
Ron woke up in the middle of the next night. He seemed to be frightened by this incident. He kept yelling at it and told everyone after he calmed down that he had made a long, terrible nightmare, but But I can't think of the content of the nightmare. He repeatedly recited the dream and even feared not to sleep.
Ai Wen is not sure if this is due to the influence of magic, and the average person will become like this when he is greatly frightened.
What he can be sure of is that there is absolutely no black magic like the Soul Curse affecting Ron.
Poor Ron, the therapist gave advice to let him rest, and don't get scared in the short term.
Ivan, Harry, and Hermione also tried to stay with him. After a few days, he finally recovered, but only occasionally a person with a melancholy mood.
His mood has become very bad, and Harry, who is also guilty and sad, has been blaming himself for Moody, Ron and George.
Even though the wedding of Bill and Serem is getting closer, an inexplicable mood is still over the top of the house.
After that night, Voldemort and the Death Eaters disappeared, and no one knew what they were planning.
Calm, restless, like the tranquility before the storm, but the low pressure but the pressure of the people can not speak.