Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

As little Frank grows up, the pictures in the kaleidoscope are constantly changing.

For example, when Mrs. Longbottom chose how to educate little Frank, Voldemort saw a picture of pampering.

But as the central mirror was chosen to teach harshly, the scenes of pampering in the countless surrounding scenes became less and less, and in the end they no longer appeared at all.

"Different choices, different fates, very interesting."

Voldemort smiled and murmured that he had roughly determined the meaning of these mirrors.

Every mirror is a different life.

It can be said that this is Frank's fate.

And do those fates that are not chosen really disappear completely?

Maybe it disappeared.

Or perhaps, those fates are playing out in different parallel worlds.

This was a guess based on Lin Zuo's knowledge, and Voldemort found it very interesting.

"But if everyone can derive so many choices, how many parallel worlds will there be?"

Voldemort, who didn't dare to speed up Frank's memory combing too fast to prevent the result from not being solid enough, thought this out of boredom.

"No, there may be some people who, no matter how their fate changes, cannot escape the river of destiny. Such people should have little influence on the river of destiny."

"If there are parallel universes, maybe they cannot exist as singularities in parallel universes."

After boringly guessing at such a conclusion, Voldemort shook his head and smiled, and stopped thinking about the problem.

He set his sights on Frank again, and soon he discovered that his memory had entered the Hogwarts he was familiar with.

Because of Mrs. Longbottom's strict teachings, little Frank performed well at Hogwarts.

His academic performance is very good and he is honest enough, which allows him to make many friends.

Among these friends, one person is the most important, he is Frank Jr.'s future wife Alice.

The two went through their time at Hogwarts together, both graduated with honors, and both became Aurors.

With his rise, the two of them joined the Order of the Phoenix and began to become enemies of themselves.

They are good enough, so their performance is also very good.

Slowly, they began to be noticed and praised by people.

And time finally came to the end of everything, but in the center of the picture, I chose the Potter family.

But at the same time, in the kaleidoscope-like mirror, a small half of the picture of myself chose the Longbottom family.

This surprised Voldemort and even led him to get closer to one of the clearest mirrors.

It was at this moment that his consciousness was suddenly sucked in uncontrollably.

…

The ancestral home of the Longbottom family.

The hooded Voldemort was lying on the window sill, trying hard to look inside.

Behind him, a shadow was slowly emerging from the void.

"Avada Kedavra."

Voldemort in front roared, and green light broke through the window and rushed into Mrs. Longbottom's old house.

Mr. Longbottom, who was lying paralyzed on the sofa, was instantly killed.

"It's Voldemort, Frank, prepare to fight."

Shortly after the roar sounded, a figure jumped out of another window.

"Expelliarmus."

The figure suddenly jumped out, roaring and activating the magic spell before landing.

Voldemort was caught off guard because the other party appeared too suddenly.

The red curse hit him hard, and the yew wand flew out.

"He doesn't have a wand..."

Alice, who rolled around on the ground and stood up, suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

Just because the wand that flew half a meter out of Voldemort's hand suddenly flew backwards into Voldemort's hand.

"What's the matter, Alice?"

A muffled voice of questioning came from inside the building, and it was obvious that the owner of the voice was not on the first floor.

"he……"

Just as Alice was about to speak, the hooded Voldemort still waved his wand.

"Whoosh."

The green magic spell drew a strange arc, and Alice, who was jumping to avoid it, looked like she had taken the initiative to hit it.

"Bang."

Alice fell to the ground, but her vital signs had completely disappeared.

"Wow~"

A figure upstairs broke open the window and jumped down. Voldemort, who had been teased, cast the killing curse without any hesitation.

"Bang."

The figure shook, but did not make any human sound.

At this moment, another figure jumped down and rode directly towards Voldemort.

"Whoosh."

Voldemort shook his wand directly, but such a short time was not enough for him to brew a powerful death curse.

He chose the disarming curse, and the red curse hit the opponent.

The opponent's wand flew out, but his figure did not stop.

And the man's hand without the wand was shining with the light of a short knife.

"Bang."

The two figures overlapped, and the ethereal figure that suddenly appeared heard Voldemort's roar of pain.

The blood spurting out of Voldemort's face should not be fatal.

But from the right forehead to the left cheek, a horrific wound of flesh and blood appeared.

"Bang."

A muffled sound suddenly came from between the two figures lying on the ground.

No movement was seen from Voldemort's wand, and Frank was already blown away by him.

"Except you..."

"Avada Kedavra."

Voldemort shouted the curse at a faster speed, and green light shot out first.

Frank kept raising his wand, but he was hit by the green light and died on the spot.

"No~"

A roar came from the room, it was Mrs. Longbottom's voice.

She rushed out frantically, swinging the wand in her hand.

Magic attacked Voldemort in disorder, but he easily resolved them one by one.

Another death curse was cast, and Mrs. Longbottom knelt down in front of the door.

The whole long street was silent, and the cry of a baby could be heard in the room. It was the young Neville.

Voldemort raised his feet to enter the room, but suddenly, the ethereal figure behind him swayed.

"Huh~~"

There seemed to be a sound of wind, and Voldemort stopped vigilantly.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the void behind him.

Nothing at all.

But just when he was about to turn around and continue, the void figure shook again.

"Huh~~"

This time, Voldemort's sight accurately captured the void figure.

He held the wand in one hand, wiped the blood from his eyelids with the other, and looked carefully towards the void.

Slowly, an unclear figure emerged.

Voldemort's black pupils suddenly dilated, and his heart tugged.

The ethereal figure opposite had exactly the same reaction as him.

Just because that nothingness also looks like Voldemort.

It's just that the shadow's age looks much younger.

"Who are you?"

Voldemort shouted, raising his wand and using the Death Curse without hesitation.

"Whoosh."

The magic spell passed through the body of the void, causing the void to slowly disappear in place.

…

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Voldemort gasped loudly, looking at the scene in front of him with uncertain eyes.

At this time, the world of Kaleidoscope has become different.

Except for the lens that still exists and has always occupied the middle position, there is only the picture of Voldemort still staring out in confusion.

"This feels... too real."

Voldemort murmured softly, watching himself walk into the room and kill the last living person in the house - Neville Longbottom.