bacchusnovels Chapter 128 Advanced Emotional Control Training
Chapter 128 Advanced Emotional Control Training
Chapter 128 Advanced Emotional Control Training
"In fact, your main soul did not die," Sean wrote. "When his body was destroyed, his soul escaped."
"I saw him once last year."
From here on, Sean subtly distinguishes between the two pronouns "you" and "he".
"But just like what happened eleven years ago, he was defeated again by that baby, now the little boy, and his remnant soul, just like back then, disappeared like a stray dog."
Sean finally put down his pen at this point.
He downed the last bit of tea in the cup in one gulp.
Just right, a cup of tea tells a story—I have tea, do you have a story?
Meanwhile, Riddle remained silent and gloomy in his diary.
After a long while, a line of dialogue appeared in front of Sean.
"What can I do for you?"
"Very good," Sean thought, extremely satisfied upon seeing this.
When the other party stops talking nonsense and starts to put concrete actions into action, it shows that they are sincere about cooperating.
"I give you a chance to be resurrected; you will take his place and serve me."
"You have no choice. He has been secretly accumulating power by collecting Horcruxes over the years."
"Follow me, and I'll give you those soul artifacts first. Once you absorb them, they'll naturally become your main soul."
"Or perhaps, you...."
Riddle didn't say he believed the story the mysterious man had just told him without hesitation, but he believed at least 90% of it.
Because the mysterious person had no reason to lie to him about something that everyone already knew—after he left, he could verify the truth of the information himself.
Therefore, he now only has two paths before him.
The first option is to refuse cooperation and continue waiting.
However, this path is somewhat dangerous; given the enemy's methods, they might have a way to directly destroy the Horcrux...
Alternatively, one could find other Horcruxes and become nourishment for them.
Riddle was unsure whether his future selves would choose to cooperate with this person in order to survive.
No, it's not uncertain.
It's certain.
The reason this person approached me for cooperation first must be because...
Sean thought that Riddle in the diary was still young and, compared to the others, still had potential (controllability).
The second option is to cooperate with the mysterious person.
Just as he said, he would take the place of the main soul and serve him.
The third path is to feign a snake and await the master soul.
This route has already been bypassed by Riddle.
Because he now harbors a deep distrust of his own soul... which has even tainted his name, "Voldemort," with an indelible stain.
Who on earth could be defeated by a baby?
Who could possibly be defeated again by a young wizard who has only been enrolled for a year?
Riddle even wanted to make a righteous break with his main soul—he ≠ the main soul, so the actions of the useless main soul could not be attributed to him personally.
Therefore, the logic is now very clear.
After careful consideration, Riddle took a deep breath and slowly said, "I do."
"What do I need to do?" This was the second time Riddle had asked this question.
He was met with Sean's cold voice.
"Open the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin..."
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Before deciding to open Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets that night, Sean had one more important thing to do.
He opened the system panel and looked at the information on it:
[Character: Nymphadora Tonks]
Age: 18
Mood: 12
【Favourability: 14】
[Reputation: 2]
[Wandering Value: 7]
Main Quest (Tonks):
[Task Progress: 2/3]
[Task Reward: 3 System Operation Opportunities]
Main Quest (Tonks):
[Task Progress: 2/3]
[Task Reward: 3 System Operation Opportunities]
And... it's time for the next step of coaching.
As Sean was thinking, he heard a soft knock on the office door.
If you don't listen carefully, it's hard to tell that the second knock is slightly longer than the first.
"Please come in," Sean said, turning off the room lights as he spoke.
As soon as Sean finished speaking, the door was gently pushed open by a cautious and light hand. Accompanied by an almost inaudible "ouch," a faint light shone through the widening crack in the door, illuminating the dimly lit room.
However, the door was not fully opened; instead, it was pushed open to a width that allowed one person to pass through, and then suddenly closed with an almost equally light and swift motion.
The door closed very quietly, like a gentle breeze.
The wind smelled of lavender; Sean could already smell it.
At that moment, Tonks was standing in the doorway, her cheeks slightly flushed, which was even more noticeable in the dim light.
She lowered her head, not daring to look Sean in the eye, and said in a trembling, weak voice, "Professor Sean... I'm here..."
As before, Tonks would address Sean as Professor Sean during each after-school tutoring session.
Sean smiled and gestured for Tonks to come in, sit down, and talk slowly.
During this process, he noticed the item that Tonks was holding, and his smile became even brighter.
As the fabric slipped off.
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