Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 473 The Reclaimed Soul
It's an extremely wonderful feeling.

It can be said that this is a wonderful perception that even Harry, a living Horcrux, cannot experience.

Riddle, who already had two identities as a Horcrux and a main soul, when he came into contact with Hufflepuff's gold cup, which was Voldemort's Horcrux, he seemed to feel that another self was gradually awakening in the darkness.

Along with it came those memories that clearly did not belong to Voldemort or him.

There was a kind-looking woman, a scarred house-elf, a brown-haired boy who sneaked into the kitchen. And finally, he stretched out his slender fingers, pinched the handle on one side, and picked up the cup from the soft satin pad.

It is amazing how this golden cup seems to engrave the memories of all who resonate with it.

Hepzibah Smith, the descendant of Hufflepuff and the final owner of the gold cup, is probably the descendant of the brown-haired boy.

He secretly took the cup from the kitchen, against Hufflepuff's wishes that it remain in the Hogwarts kitchens.

The other self in the Horcrux began to think based on those memories.

Looking at the other self, and the feeling of loss that had penetrated his soul and that he had only just realized, made Riddle fall into a trance. He recalled the conversation in the principal's office an hour ago.

"Do you really want to repent as the main soul?" Dumbledore looked worried at that time.

But he answered decisively: "Only in this way can I be more complete, compared to Voldemort."

This is how he answered at that time.

But only he himself knows what is in his heart.

As he spoke, the image of Harry Potter summoning the Pluto dragon flashed through his mind.

It was then that he made up his mind to do this.

And just in time, the information about the Horcruxes that Harry Potter discovered yesterday allowed him to actually implement his plan.

Since gaining his human form, and even the identity of a main soul, Riddle can confirm that he is now much stronger than his seventeen-year-old self.

Moreover, after deeply studying Muggle knowledge, those concepts were refreshing to him and greatly improved his magic.

And after Voldemort's transformation, he also had some of the qualities of wizards in that field.

However, without going through those arduous magical transformations and without the memories of his adulthood, he ultimately stopped at that realm - the realm that only existed between Voldemort and Dumbledore.

He originally thought that by relying on the scientific knowledge he had learned that Voldemort did not understand, combined with his own magical theories, he could create a powerful destructive force to kill Voldemort, and then he could be a good teacher to him.

But Harry Potter's progress made him feel a sense of crisis.

He might be able to improve the destructive power of his magic step by step through scientific research and further theories.

But in terms of essential improvement, the progress has been minimal.

Although his path of combining science and magic has a bright future, his progress is far slower than Harry Potter's.

Therefore, he began to think about retrieving other Horcruxes to strengthen himself.

Because, there is Harry Potter, a powerful living Horcrux.

Those dead things are actually his weaknesses.

However, he did not intend to recover the Horcruxes according to the method recorded in the book.

In "Advanced Dark Magic Revealed", the only way to recover the soul in the Horcrux is to repent.

That is, to truly feel the killing that you go through in order to create the Horcrux, and experience it as a victim.

When performing this behavior, it is equivalent to cutting out the "scarred" part of the soul, allowing the "wounds" to fit together.

It is said that this feeling is so excruciatingly painful that the pain alone can destroy a wizard's sanity.

This is why Riddle did not choose this method to recover the soul.

And the new method comes from an existence that is ignored by everyone.

In Hogwarts, due to the magic of food spiritualization, more and more ghosts regained their blood color and were no longer pearly white.

They also gradually recovered a little bit of magic power. However, their magic power was not as good as before, and the state was very strange.

It actually needs to be used as it is taken. When it is used, it needs to be refined in the magic magnetic field or by digesting spiritual food.

But even so, a group of ghosts began to study magic again.

They existed like hands and feet when they were alive.

At that time, Riddle came into contact with many ghosts in order to reach the realm of demigod.

Try to find inspiration from the unique magic in their hands.

And the fat monk is one of them.

As Hufflepuff's resident ghost, he is also always kind.

A point that other ghosts and wizards overlooked.

He was a great man who almost became Pope.

He combined his belief in the Bible with some magic that was unique to him.

This even includes black magic.

After all, the devil is also a servant of God.

In stories from the Muggle world, there are many stories of priests reciting the Bible to subdue the devil, or even directly commanding the devil.

Riddle found the direction from the fat monk's magic.

Developed a magic called Holy Sacrifice.

He regards his evil thoughts as demons, and himself as Satan, the lord of all demons and the source of all evil.

Kill the evil side of yourself and sacrifice yourself.

And now, he would regard himself in the golden cup as a demon and begin to sacrifice.

"I am Satan, the enemy of God, the lord of demons, the most ancient serpent. I am the sinful and fallen soul, and you serve me." Riddle sang a poem written in Hebrew.

As the poetry played, his wand danced.

The golden cup began to float in the air, and runes emerged from Riddle's mouth.

These runes were absorbed by the golden cup one by one, and waves of ethereal sounds were heard.

Riddle's voice became increasingly hoarse, the whites of his eyes turned pitch black, and illusory dragon horns appeared on his brow bones.

Then there was the sound of fluttering wings, and black feathers slowly emerged from the golden cup. A Riddle with pure white eyes and snow-white hair stood in front of Riddle with black eyes and a prominent appearance.

The golden cup began to slowly fall with the sound of flapping wings. When it landed on the stone floor, the white-haired Riddle spread his black wings.

Dark flames began to burn from his body, from his bare feet to the tips of his hair.

A white marble cross appeared behind him, with golden chains binding him to it.

The real Riddle also stopped reciting the poem and began to breathe.

As Riddle inhaled, the burning flames began to flow along his breathing passage and into Riddle's mouth and nose.

The body of the white-haired Riddle gradually became illusory, and the cross and the golden chain began to emit little starlight and flew towards his black wings.

The jet-black wings were dyed white by the starlight, the cross and chains turned into nothingness, and only a shadow of the white-haired Riddle remained.

The real Riddle also stopped breathing.

The moment he opened his eyes, the two Riddles overlapped!
The Holy Sacrifice is over!

(End of this chapter)