Chapter -123 Refining voldemort soul.

Chapter -123.

Dudley set the diary aside, then pulled a sealed large barrel from his waist pouch.

He leisurely took out a gas mask.

Then he put it on his face.

He opened the lid of the sealed large barrel, and an extremely pungent smell emerged; the barrel was filled with a colorless, transparent viscous liquid.

He had no interest in flipping through the diary of this guy named Tom Riddle; he was not interested in the knowledge it contained.

These kinds of things could be directly asked of a professor or checked in a book; why ask something that might deceive or manipulate you?

But he was eager to use the soul fragments within the diary to create the Philosopher's Stone and magical power crystals.

The diary seemed to sense danger, buzzing incessantly as if trying to negotiate, resist, or plead.

Unfortunately, that was of no use.

Dudley had no intention of opening it.

Without absorbing enough life force, he couldn't even materialize an ethereal soul state; it was merely a black diary, at most equipped with a vibration mode.

With a rustling sound, the diary automatically opened.

A line of text appeared on the page.

"Please wait, I think we can talk."

Dudley completely ignored it and took out a huge pair of tweezers to grasp the diary.

The diary struggled to no avail.

The method for creating a soul artifact is extremely peculiar; even an unremarkable diary, once made into a soul artifact, is far sturdier than many things. To destroy it requires special methods. The known methods are the sword of Gryffindor or a fang covered in basilisk venom.

However, Dudley had neither.

So he used a new method—that liquid inside the barrel.

Did you think that what was in this barrel was a powerful potion (poison) comparable to basilisk venom? No, it wasn't; it wasn't even a potion.

This is a barrel of 'HSO3F-SbF5' or fluoroantimonic acid, which you can also refer to as — 'magic acid'.

It is an extremely strong acid with great corrosiveness, even more intense than aqua regia.

According to Dudley's calculations, this is the best way to destroy the soul device itself without causing a decline in the quality of the Philosopher's Stone.

Of course, this is only aimed at the diary; if it were a pendant or a resurrection stone, the effect might not be as good. It does have remarkable effects on the Hufflepuff cup, provided that it is made of pure gold.

He threw the diary into the large barrel, and the thick liquid inside instantly enveloped the entire diary.

The whole barrel began to shake violently, the liquid inside boiling as if it were boiling water. But to Dudley's satisfaction, the 'magic acid' was having its effect; the diary began to dissolve at a rapid pace, continuously emitting a sizzling sound.

The diary didn't sit still either, as large amounts of black liquid seeped out from various parts of it.

Unfortunately, this black liquid couldn't alleviate the corrosiveness of the 'magic acid'. When less than a third of the diary remained, a wisp of black gas emerged, accompanied by an indescribable stench of decay.

The black gas formed a twisted young human face that opened its mouth wide at Dudley, seemingly letting out a silent scream and roar.

"I'm finally out!"

Dudley showed a satisfied smile upon seeing this, taking a slight step back, then stamped his right foot, and a huge transmutation array covering the entire room immediately appeared beneath him.

"Hello, Tom, nice to meet you, I'm Jerry." Dudley introduced himself to the twisted face.

But that was merely a greeting; Dudley had no intention of communicating with the other party. After speaking, he waved his hand at the black gas.

"Well then, goodbye, Tom." He gave no time for explanation or communication.

With his hands combined, the red transmutation array illuminated the whole room.

In a moment, two gemstones, one red and one blue, lay quietly in the transmutation array, shining brightly.

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Hogwarts Castle

The girl named Madison watched Dudley leave, and as his figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, the corners of her mouth involuntarily lifted, forming a perfect arc.

She took a few steps to the right, leaned against the window sill, and lazily stretched under the warm sunlight, easing her body with gentle movements, involuntarily emitting soft purring sounds like a cat basking in the sun.

Although she looked quite young, there was a unique charm in her every move.

Perhaps the word 'charm' shouldn't be applied to a first-year witch, but it was indeed charm.

Yes, the girl exuded an aura called 'charm'.

She was not purely human; her mother was not human at all, but a magical creature known as a "Veela."

She was not a full sibling with her brother Marcus; they were half-siblings.

She was an illegitimate child.

Roberts was her mother's surname.

Logically speaking, pure-blood wizards look down on even Muggle Born wizards, let alone magical creatures, but that doesn't prevent them from 'playing'.

This is not surprising among pure-blood wizards; Malfoy's grandfather, Abraxas Malfoy, even died of dragon pox syphilis; guess how he got it?

"Truly deserving of being the king of Slytherin, he's indeed different from those little wizards." Madison licked her lips enticingly.

At that moment, she shed all pretense; if any other little wizards saw her, they would instantly be captivated and become her captives.

The Veela could make men obsessed and crazy, and Madison, with half Veela blood, inherited this perfectly, even more intensely than the original Veela, which she referred to as 'charm demon'.

She knew Dudley would definitely see through her disguise, as it was intentionally done.

The collision at the corner, the cheap love potion perfume — all of these were things that anyone willing to think a little could figure out.

But didn't that successfully attract the other party's attention?

Madison smiled gently, her beauty captivating, revealing eight sparkly white teeth.

As long as you remember me, you will pay attention to me.

The rest would be easy to handle.

In the future, if they are deeply attracted even without the love potion perfume, do you think the other party would consider it love?

Madison firmly believed in the plot she had designed and also in her own charm; her charm could not even be resisted by adult wizards, a fact she had already confirmed.

Moreover, it should be noted that she should have been sorted into Slytherin; however, she refused the Sorting Hat's allocation, which brought her to Ravenclaw.

In her words, she wanted to bring a different kind of experience.

The girls from her own house have become tiresome; why not take a look at the girls from the other house?

Just wait.

As long as I create a few more "coincidences."

He will deliberately get to know me, then pay attention to me and care about me. Then. It won't be long before he surrenders in my arms.

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