Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 163, Section 161: Senior Tom, you're just a mixed-race person too.

"Money, power, strength, or women—I can give you whatever you want."

Voldemort tried to paint a rosy picture of the future for Dudley.

It all boils down to one word—promising something for nothing.

He tricked Dali into falling into his trap; as long as Dali was willing to help him, he would be on this pirate ship.

As long as Voldemort doesn't lose his mind, he still possesses the basic qualities of a leader.

"As a member of Slytherin, you should probably know who I am and what my abilities are."

Seeing that Dudley still hadn't returned, Audrey (Voldemort) grew impatient: "So what's your answer? Tell me."

After hearing Voldemort's words, Dudley was certain of one thing: the memories between Horcruxes were not shared.

Otherwise, Voldemort would have known that he had killed him more than once.

Forget recruiting, just raising your hand and saying "Avada" upon meeting is the least of your worries.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he said it on purpose.

"My dear senior, I think it's a bit too early for you to tell me these things now."

"I'm only 12 years old now, and I haven't started thinking about the future yet."

It would be absurd to believe such a rotten excuse, especially since Voldemort believed it.

"Are you taking me for an idiot?"

Audrey (Voldemort) stared at Dudley with displeasure.

"Fine, fine, since you insist on hearing the truth."

Dudley shrugged: "I, Dudley Dursley, love to say NO to self-righteous people."

"So you're refusing."

Audrey's (Voldemort's) face instantly darkened: "Very good, very good."

Just as Dudley thought he was about to make a move, he heard him speak again: "Actually, I want to see someone else more, your brother—Harry Potter. I want to know why I failed, why I lost to a baby who doesn't know anything."

"Based on my observations over this period of time, he is just a slightly clever little wizard. I am so powerful, while he has nothing."

Do you know why?

Do you want to get information from me first?

No, perhaps it's for...

Dudley paused slightly, his back to Audrey (Voldemort), and gently opened the red and white orb at his waist. The blue-skinned sprite flew out silently, made a face, and disappeared with a sly laugh.

"It would be so much more convenient if I could just make a phone call."

As Dali was thinking this, a thought suddenly struck him: he seemed to have drawn something similar from his ten consecutive draws.

"Is it possible that he's a well-hidden dark wizard?"

"Is it possible that there's something wrong with your magic?"

Is it possible for two in a row? They're saying Audrey (Voldemort) is blacker than the bottom of a pot.

They're trying to fool him.

"Is it possible that it's a prophecy, a destiny?"

This last statement made Audrey (Voldemort) slightly change her expression.

What Dali said was exactly what he had found out during this period.

He sought out Harry Potter because of a prophecy, and he died because of the same prophecy.

He died inexplicably.

"I will kill him with my own hands and shatter this thing!"

He said firmly.

"By the way, don't you want to know where the other basilisk is?"

Audrey (Voldemort) suddenly changed the subject and gave Dudley a cruel smile.

"I think it should be with your girlfriend right now."

"Her reflection will be in those large, clear yellow eyes. She will die without any pain. Many people will die at Hogwarts, and then it will all shut down."

As she spoke, Audrey (Voldemort) stared at Dudley, wanting to see a panicked reaction on his face, but to Voldemort's disappointment, Dudley remained calm and expressionless.

"No one will die, senior."

Dudley glanced at the lewd statue next to him: "It goes out from here, following the pipes to various parts of Hogwarts."

"You know?"

Audrey (Voldemort)'s smug smile gradually froze, and she paused slightly: "How did you know?!"

"Is it possible that it betrayed you and sided with me?"

"No, it could never betray me. I am the heir to the Chamber of Secrets, I am the heir to Slytherin."

"Maybe I am too." Dudley interrupted him: "Senior, you should add 'formerly' before 'successor'."

"Don't forget, you're dead. Even if you were once the heir, you weren't the heir the moment you died."

"I can speak Parsley too."

"You're nothing but a Muggle wizard, Dursley!"

Audrey (Voldemort) shouted loudly, and he was somewhat taken aback by what she said, but upon closer reflection, it made some sense.

"Slytherin blood is noble, but you..."

"Dear Tom Riddle, don't forget, you're a half-blood wizard too."

Upon hearing this, the other party abruptly stopped.

He actually revealed his identity in one sentence.

At that moment, he felt as if he had been seen through.

"If you can do it, so can I."

Dudley's words were like a sharp sword piercing Voldemort's heart.

His lineage has always been his greatest source of pain.

"Come on, try your talk-no-jutsu! Who's afraid of who?"

Desley, the king of trash talk.

"Whoosh!"

A dark green spell shot straight at him, but Dudley dodged it by flipping over.

"Senior, this is dangerous."

"Dali said, then suddenly realized, and said in an exaggerated tone, "Could it be that you're getting anxious?"

That expression was incredibly smug.

In arguments, whoever strikes first is the one who loses their temper.

Audrey (Voldemort) stopped talking, raised her hand and cast another spell, but unfortunately it missed again.

I'm so angry!

One curse after another came crashing down on Dudley as if they were free, but he dodged them all with agile movements.

Even the most powerful spell is meaningless if it misses.

Ugh, so annoying!

After observing the opponent's spellcasting for a while, Dali realized one thing: the person in front of him was not as skilled as Quirrell, whom he had met in the Forbidden Forest last year.

After all, that was Voldemort's main soul, albeit a fragmented one, and it was still far superior to the current existence that survives by stealing the lives of young wizards.

In terms of both magic and skill, they are far inferior.

"I see. You deliberately led me here because you're afraid of the other professors, right?"

"You're afraid of being defeated by them, but even more afraid of them discovering your identity."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Audrey (Voldemort) finally couldn't hold back and screamed loudly. This time, it was no longer the male voice, but a pure soprano voice.

He was weak, very weak. Even after absorbing the life force of a minor wizard, he was still very weak, far from being as weak as he was in his prime.

If he were to face any professor, except for Lockhart, that complete fraud, he would have virtually no chance of winning.

As Dudley said, he should have run away, leaving the basilisk behind, but he was too arrogant.

He never expected that Dudley, who was just a student, would be so difficult to deal with.

I thought I had overestimated the other party, but it turned out I had underestimated them.

And this mistake was the key factor in his failure.

He shouldn't have messed with Dursley!

(End of this chapter)