Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

Hear the words of the basilisk.

Ringo's body stiffened for a moment, and his fingers immediately covered the storage ring. Fortunately, there was a rooster and a music box inside.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "His appearance has changed. How did you find out?"

"Before he was petrified, he said that I was his subordinate, and there was a hint of familiarity." The basilisk didn't hide anything, "Do you want to kill him?"

"In no mood."

"In no mood?"

"He and I are related by blood." Ringo lied calmly, "Theoretically, I have to call him father or uncle."

"Then you still want to treat him like this?"

"Because the concepts are inconsistent." Ringo looked at the stone statue of Two-Face with a hint of sadness, "He is the most typical Slytherin heir you know. He hates Muggles and wants to kill all Muggle wizards.

And he put it into action, so much so that he started a war in the entire magic world, but he failed, so that he became like this now, in a state where everyone is shouting to beat him... Ah, is your petrification strong? "

"..." The Basilisk didn't expect Ringo's turn to be so abrupt, but he still said, "Strong."

"In order to prevent accidents, we still need to reinforce it from time to time." Ringo looked at the basilisk, "Believe me, I don't intend to hurt him, but I can't let him continue doing this, because what he did has caused Sri Lanka to

The descendants of Trin no longer have the glory they once had, as if they have turned into mice and cannot see the light. We need to change our thinking, no longer hate Muggles and Muggle wizards, but should rule them."

The basilisk listened quietly: "Is this your idea?"

"No, this is the unanimous thought of all the descendants of Slytherin. We want to resurface and regain our greatness." Ringo said calmly, "You don't want the descendants of Slytherin to be humbled.

Like a bedbug, right?”

"certainly."

"Then will you help me? Well, help me keep a tight eye on Tom, at least to prevent him from reviving until the family becomes great again."

"Can."

"Thank you. Without you, I really don't know how to deal with him." Ringo sighed, touched the scales of the basilisk happily, and then said, "Okay, don't stay here anymore.

Let me take you away."

Wow…

As soon as I heard this.

The basilisk immediately crawled happily and got into Ringo's ring. Before entering, it even hissed: "I want to eat beef..."

Whoosh!

It disappears.

Ringo was left looking at the stone statue of Voldemort.

A touch of excitement arose in my heart.

In his previous life, he had read a lot of hp fandoms. Not counting those complicated essays, the more refined ones were all about gaining achievements on Voldemort. He might not like the Dark Lord, but in the end they all killed Voldemort directly or indirectly.

.

This still made her quite regretful.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that he is not a good person - he doesn't think Voldemort is bad or evil in killing people. As a protagonist of justice, he must kill him...

Others will die.

What does it have to do with yourself?

If it's a weak person that he knows or sees, he doesn't mind trying to pull him if he has the ability, but he doesn't know him, has never even seen or heard of him, so why feel sad?

On the contrary, it was Voldemort...

This is the serious creator of the HP world.

What a pity to kill?

Moreover, Voldemort cannot be killed until all the Horcruxes are destroyed - he does not intend to destroy Riddle's diary, which means that as long as he does not hand over the diary, Voldemort cannot die at all.

Since I can't die...

Then why let him just like Quirrell, who was possessed by Harry after being killed in the first movie, and then fled to hide in a forest somewhere in Romania or Albania?

It’s not good for you!

A Dark Lord hiding in the darkness who doesn’t know when to jump out, and a Dark Lord controlled by himself——

Ringo still thinks the latter is more beneficial and useful.

Not to mention…

His eyes fell on the red stone next to the stone statue: "There is also the magic stone."

He walked over.

First, he put the stone statue in a closed place in the storage ring, then picked up the magic stone and looked at the small stone curiously.

He can feel the magic in the Philosopher's Stone.

but……

Other than that, there's nothing else.

It seems that if you don't know how to use it, the magic stone can only be regarded as an ordinary small stone.

"No rush, I still have a lot of time..."

Ringo put away the magic stone, checked in the secret room again, cast the Disillusionment Curse again, left, and returned to the Slytherin dormitory.

Malfoy seemed to know he was going to take a nap.

I didn’t come back to bother you.

While Ringo lamented that the three of them were becoming more obedient, he locked the door and took out Riddle's notebook.

wrote:

"Mr. Riddle, I found a piece of knowledge in the restricted book section today."

"What knowledge?"

Riddle didn't keep Ringo waiting long.

"The knowledge of Horcruxes." Lin Ge's face showed a hint of surprise, "I finally know the reason why Mr. Voldemort is still alive even though his body was damaged."

Riddle was silent for a moment: "Did you guess it?"

"Yes, you should be one of Mr. Voldemort's Horcruxes, right? But it looks a little special, and you actually have memories." Ringo looked very curious.

"I was his first attempt at a work. In addition to his notebook, I also left behind memories of the time."

Riddle's writing speed increased again.

Doesn't seem worried.

One is because of Ringo's identity - he has confirmed with high probability that Ringo is his heir;

The second reason is that Horcruxes are difficult to destroy - even the diary in the original work cannot be destroyed by magic spells, and must rely on the venomous blood of the basilisk.

"That's it." Lin Ge simply replied, but nothing more happened.

This made Riddle a little confused.

He waited for a while.

Seeing that Lin Ge didn't continue writing, he had to take the initiative to ask: "You suddenly asked, is there something wrong?"

Ringo's face was very troubled.

He sighed after a while.

Bit your lip for a while.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he wrote in his diary: "There is something wrong, but before I talk about it, Mr. Riddle, can you listen to me tell a story? Well, although it is a Muggle story, I

I hope you can listen to what I have to say."

"Of course, I will listen carefully." Riddle comforted, "Don't be sad. As a genius, nothing will trouble you. Believe in yourself."

"Well, I'm starting to talk."

"OK."

A glint in Lin Ge's eyes flashed away.

He wrote heavily:

"In the Muggle scientific community, there is a new technology called cloning. It can extract a part of a person, put it into a machine, and then let this part grow back into the person. It is called a clone, and the clone is the same as the original person.

They look exactly the same, and they also have a sense of autonomy."

"Yeah." Riddle replied inappropriately, indicating that he was listening, "What then?"

"With the development of cloning technology, another technology has also emerged. It is called consciousness grafting. Simply put, it can exchange the consciousness of people with a 99% matching degree of various indicators." Lin Ge's writing speed increased, "

Then something interesting happened, the world changed."

Riddle agreed: "I think I can probably guess it."

"Yes, clones used to be treated as normal people, but now, they have become pigs and sheep. Rich people have been cultivating their own clones since childhood. Once their original bodies are damaged, they use their consciousness to graft

, forcibly seize the body of a clone to achieve resurrection, and the resurrected body will be healthier and more powerful." Ringo looked at the diary, "Under this premise, I would like to ask, Mr. Riddle, if you are a young force

A strong clone, facing the aging original human, would you be willing to let him erase your consciousness and take your body?"

Write here.

Ringo added: "Even in theory, you are the same person."

Riddle's diary was silent again.

seem……

Since meeting Ringo, he has often been said to be silent.

But this time...

Ringo can obviously feel different from before.

Yes.

This time, Riddle's diary was silent for a full ten minutes. Ten minutes later, under the gaze of Ringo, who had been waiting, it wrote: "Something happened to me?"

This "I" is not the current "I".

It's the "I" outside.

The "I" in Ringo's works who has an aging body and wants to clone people.

Riddle is a smart man.

At least in this memory, his thinking had not been affected by black magic, so he immediately deduced the result after thinking for a long time.

See this.

Ringo nodded and wrote: "Yes, I told you before, Mr. Voldemort was injured by the young Harry Potter, his body was damaged, and his soul wandered to no one knows where, but I don't know when he started.

He merged with my Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and possessed him on the back of his head, trying to seize the magic stone, but..."

"Killed again?"

"No."

Ringo shook his head and wrote: "It's more terrifying than being killed. He was captured alive."

"This is indeed worse than being killed," Riddle wrote. "He was imprisoned in Azkaban?"

"No."

"That is not bad."

"Okay?" Ringo sighed, "Although the news has not been made public...it seems that the Ministry of Magic does not intend to make it public, but I secretly heard it outside the professor's office and they mentioned an old prison."

"where?"

"Nurmengard."

"..."

"And this time, Mr. Voldemort will be imprisoned by Dumbledore himself, together with Amelia Susan Bones, Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Professor Flitwick, Professor McGonagall, Mad-Eye Moody and other wizards.

."

"There were a few people I didn't know, but I figured it must be tough, right?"

"Yes."

"So when you tell me the story of human cloning..." Riddle's handwriting became bolder, "You must have some ideas, right?"

"Yes."

"Tell me."

"Mr. Riddle, can a complete memory, such as yours, become a real person? Real enough to make people believe that you are the real Mr. Voldemort, and the one in Nurmengard is fake?" Ringo

One stroke at a time, he said, "Do you want to be the real Voldemort, not just a memory?"