Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 570 The Changed Past
The moment Lucius and others rushed in, Voldemort finally drew a complete rune on the ground.

It was a black rune with densely forked black runes in the middle and around it. At the same time, the rune was constantly twisting on the ground, as if it was changing at any time.

Literally dark, with this weird blush.

And the moment it was completed, Voldemort's body shook violently.

At this moment, the consciousness seems to be separated from the body, and begins to swim in the endless void:
Riddle's birth...

The arrival of Lin Zuo...

The Orphanage Years...

Kindergarten life...

The two memories kept intertwining and finally merged at the same point in time.

Then there is the memory after the confluence, there is the Black Forest, there is the University of London, and there is also Diagon Alley.

Somewhere, Voldemort had a feeling that he could stop at a certain moment and make some changes to the past.

And this ability seems to be a reward from this world to those who break through.

"stop."

The mind was slightly controlled, and the picture stagnated in a position familiar to Voldemort.

……

1993 spring.

Malfoy Manor.

Voldemort and Old Nott, each with a deck chair, basked in the sun comfortably with their backs to the fountain.

The spring breeze blew, and the two of them were too lazy to talk.

This was the period when Voldemort first created perpetual magic, waiting for his comeback.

Voldemort, lying on the recliner, waved the Elder Wand boredly, and a shapeless rune kept appearing and disappearing in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Old Nott asked curiously.

"The time rune in the memory world, Old Nott, I want to write him into reality."

Voldemort murmured and replied, the movements of his hands did not stop for a moment, and he kept writing and drawing.

"Time rune?"

Old Nott straightened up in surprise, staring at the wand in Voldemort's hand, as if he wanted to witness this incredible opportunity.

Time passed, however, and Voldemort's attempt was unsuccessful.

"Haha." Voldemort smiled wryly, "Perhaps it was a wrong attempt, old Nott."

He said, slowly putting away his wand, looking as if he was about to give up.

Old Nott lay down again disappointed, ready to continue enjoying the spring breeze and sunshine.

However, at this moment, Voldemort's body suddenly froze.

The next moment, his right eye glowed red, and he picked up his wand again.

"Still trying?" Old Nott asked in surprise.

He had just thought that Voldemort had given up.

"Try again, old Knott, I think it will work this time."

Voldemort spoke, with a slight smile on his lips.

Old Nott looked at Voldemort suspiciously. He always felt that something changed in Voldemort at this moment, but he couldn't be sure what it was.

This made him puzzled, and even felt that he was thinking too much.

But in fact, he didn't think much about it.

At this time, Voldemort has been replaced by himself from a long time ago.

I saw him drawing the time rune with his eyes focused. Unlike the long rune he drew before, this time he drew a round rune.

Round and round like a ring, it goes round and round, endlessly.

The tentacles of change seem to contain countless changes, indicating that time has no end and everything is changing.

This is still a long process, and Voldemort did not get the result he wanted in an instant.

From sunset to moon, the sky is full of stars.

Lucius and his wife tried to approach suspiciously, but were chased away by Old Nott.

Abu came out to inquire, Old Nott hurriedly explained a few words, and also drove the person away.

The days passed day by day like this, Voldemort, who had no reference, continued to study from nothing to something based on his own cognition.

"If time is the motion of objects, what magic makes it all go round and round?"

Voldemort, who hadn't spoken for several days, suddenly murmured to himself.

"Fix Porto, the Dark Lord, don't you?"

Old Nott, who had been standing beside Voldemort, suddenly spoke.

Voldemort raised his brows, his dull eyes suddenly brightened.

He turned his head to look at Old Nott, showing a smile that puzzled Old Nott.

Then he withdrew his gaze and focused on creating the time rune again.

As if he wanted to understand a certain trick, the time rune in Voldemort's hand took shape faster and faster.

Not long after, a dark ring-shaped rune that kept twisting appeared in front of his eyes.

"Puff~Puff~"

The rune made strange sounds from time to time, and the figure disappeared and reappeared in place.

"Failed?" Old Nott asked curiously.

"Successful, old Nott, that sound is made by it constantly traveling through time."

Voldemort said in a deep voice, and then slowly pressed the rune to his left eye.

Old Nott watched this scene with piercing eyes, he didn't want to miss any details.

After a while, the rune completely merged into Voldemort's left eye.

At the same time, a light shot out from Voldemort's left eye.

Slowly, a different scene appeared in the light and shadow, like a long corridor, with countless figures fighting inside.

Suddenly, green light bloomed there, turning the entire light and shadow into emerald green.

"What's going on here?" Old Nott asked.

"The present of the future, Old Nott, I'm leaving."

Voldemort replied with a smile, blinking his left eye at the same time.

In an instant, all the figures in the light and shadow froze in place.

"Go?" Old Nott wondered.

Voldemort clicked on the map, turned to look at Old Nott and said, "Thank you for helping me, Old Nott, this is very important."

As Voldemort spoke, his body jerked violently.

In an instant, the scene in front of him, as well as the smile on his face before, all disappeared.

"Tom?"

Old Nott, who noticed that Voldemort was in a bad state, anxiously called out Voldemort's most original name.

"Ah, wait a minute, Nott, I think I need to sort something out."

Voldemort said in his mouth, slowly frowning and thinking.

That is, while he was thinking, there were countless images flickering in his left eye.

The beginning is about the memory of the past, from the beginning to the present.

Slowly, these pictures began to come to the present, but they did not stop here, but kept moving forward.

For a moment, it seemed that the past and the future were all peeped by him.

And old Nott, who was always staring at him, also saw those flashing images from Voldemort's left eye.

At first he didn't know what happened, but soon he noticed that there was a past between himself and Voldemort in the pupil picture.

This made him feel very strange, how could the past pictures be so clearly shown in the eyes?

Could it be the time magic text, reflecting the past time?

As he thought about it, he noticed that the picture had come to the present.

And when he thought about it, the picture would stop here.

But who knew that the picture would continue to be deduced backwards, and after flashing countless pictures, it stopped at a picture he had seen before.

It was a long corridor, a corridor with countless figures.

Then, he saw Voldemort frowning suddenly in front of him, and suddenly shouted to the void in front of him: "Death, stop for me."

(End of this chapter)