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Chapter 185 Horcrux in hand 【For subscription, for data】

"Damn, why is this little wizard so vigilant?"

Seeing the vigilance and doubts on Amber's face, Riddle couldn't help but curse again and again.

If it wasn't for the fact that this blond strong man was very sensitive and had some plans for Cadmus, he would not have approached this little wizard at all.

Where does such vigilance look like a second-year student?

But now, in the face of Amber's doubts, Riddle can only calmly and try to characterize this matter as a misunderstanding.

"Amber, listen to me, Dumbledore can't help me."

"It's a very powerful curse that he can only solve in a special way. 99

"And a powerful wizard like Dumbledore will not choose a special method step by step. He will use his own experience to solve this matter, but doing so will undoubtedly harm Dumbledore."693"35

Having said that, in order to prove that what he said was true, Riddle took the initiative to activate the notebook.

A black mist of the curse above rose up, instantly wrapping Crow's right hand.

After a scream, Crow twitched and collapsed to the ground, and his entire right arm, as if it had been fried at high temperature, became dry and rolled, which was extremely miserable.

Even though he knew that Tom Riddle was Voldemort, Amber's heart palpitated because of this decidedly vicious approach.

This guy, more vicious than Voldemort's methods, and more reckless about consequences.

Until then, Amber realized that he seemed to have entered a misunderstanding.

He has been substituting the Quirrell he met last year into the Horcrux in front of him.

But he forgot that the diary in front of him was made by Voldemort during his school days.

At that time, he was arrogant and arrogant. Although his mind was still gloomy, his dealings with others would inevitably become naive and extreme.

This is completely different from the wily Voldemort who has survived for more than ten years.

This guy, do things without considering the consequences!

"Okay, stop, I believe you."

In a hurry to stop Riddle's movements, Amber looked at Crow, who was twitching on the ground, and cold sweat broke out on his head.

If he hesitates for a moment, this guy will die here.

In this case, there may be other changes to the conspiracy of the Presbyterian Church.

For Amber, that's not a good thing.

Looking at the diary, Amber made up his mind not to let this guy sabotage his actions.

So after just a few seconds of silence, Amber asked the diary:

"So, Riddle, how can I help you?"

"Take me away!"

Riddle's reply was unequivocal.

The weird thing is that although Crow, who was collapsed on the ground at this time, looked particularly miserable, even his life was in danger.

But he, who was firmly controlled by the diary, still opened and closed his mouth stiffly, and from his own mouth, said what Riddle wanted to say.

"Amber, I know you want to claim your Slytherin legacy, and I can help you in this regard.

After getting Amber's promise, Riddle finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued to start his own coaxing operation.

"This black magic notebook is inextricably linked with Slytherin's legacy. As long as I enter the legacy, I can completely escape the confinement of the notebook with some rituals."

As it turns out, that's what Tom Riddle was for.

Riddell figured it out and stated his ultimate goal, and Amber also instantly determined the course of action after that.

Although I don't know what his plans for a Horcrux to enter the heritage, but this does not prevent Amber from draining its value.

After so long of soul research, Amber still managed to deal with a Horcrux.

But before that, Amber needs to use the power of this guy to help him cut off some of the black hands that the elders will stretch out.

After making up his mind, Amber's tone instantly became firm, acting like a righteous Gryffindor.

"No problem, Riddle, I will definitely take you to Slytherin's legacy.

Amber's promise was undoubtedly a boost to the exhausted Riddle.

He happily flipped the pages of the diary, wanton expressing his joy.

"Don't worry, Amber, I just used the magic of the Slytherin legacy, everything in it is yours.

Riddle's promise seemed a waste to Amber. He bent down to pick up the notebook, flipped through the blank pages, and asked suspiciously:

"Then how will you talk to me after I take the diary, Riddle? You shouldn't control me like this guy.

"No, of course not.

Riddle hurriedly flipped the pages, like a person waving his hands, and a few lines of large characters appeared in an instant on the unfolded notebook.

"In the future, if you want to communicate, write it in your notebook, and I will automatically display the text."

"Don't worry, that guy just wants to use me to fulfill his selfish desires, and I will control him like that if I have to."

"You are my friend and I would never use this method against you.

Edit, then edit.

Amber kept sneering in his heart, Riddle's words, not a single punctuation mark could be trusted.

The reason why he did everything possible to get close to himself must be a plot.

If it wasn't for Amber's long premeditated plan for this piece of soul, he would have shot at the very first moment of meeting and destroyed this Horcrux.

Now that this guy has taken the initiative to send it to the door, why not do it?

Thinking like this, Amber and Shang diary, deliberately took out a new bag and put it up separately.

There are too many secrets in his dragon skin pocket, which is not suitable for Riddle to see.

And above this bag, there is a magic circuit that has already been carved.

He was able to suppress magical creations silently, and when Riddle really reacted to something wrong, 2.0 was the time when he dedicated his soul.

After taking good care of the diary, Amber turned to look at Chloe, who was lying on the ground, still twitching, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

Horcruxes kill people.

This guy can be sent by the elders to calculate himself, at least he has a certain strength.

I don't know if Riddle's blow just now caused him serious damage.

I hope that within the Presbyterian Church, there is a solution to this curse.

What's more, Amber wanted to know.

After losing the diary, the elders will think of other ways to solve the big trouble in the secret room.

Thinking about it this way, I'm really looking forward to it.

Anticipating the turmoil that the Council of Elders was about to face, Amber whistled as he walked towards the lounge.