Chapter 1602

Because when he is in his soul, he is not aware of things outside.

Ginny waved her wand, and a blanket covered Darren's body.

Ginny gently stroked his face and said: "Silly, you always worry about so many things every day. When will you be able to let yourself rest?"

After Darren felt her leave, he breathed a small sigh of relief.

He looked helplessly at Voldemort, who was almost about to manifest his figure.

"My Tom-dad, if Ginny sees you, the fact that you ran out of my soul won't be able to be hidden."

Voldemort pursed his lips.

He said unhappily: "It's not like I can't be seen by people. Didn't Dumbledore already agree to let me leave your soul and go to the East you mentioned?

Also, don't call me Tom, I hate the name Tom!"

"The Headmaster agreed, but everyone doesn't know yet.

If everyone finds out that Lord Voldemort, who should have been dead, has appeared again, it will definitely cause unnecessary panic.

So, my Voldemort-dad, if you are going to appear, it's best to change your face. I don't plan on organizing another anti-magic campaign.

Recently, I've been so busy that my feet haven't touched the ground trying to get Headmaster Dumbledore to accept you, and I've only just managed to relax."

Voldemort huffed.

He acknowledged this, so his expression improved a little.

But he was still a bit unhappy.

"Dumbledore and Grindelwald, and even that Snape, can openly add their names to your name, why can't I?"

Darren is also his bloodline, why can't he have such treatment? Darren helplessly held his forehead.

He sighed softly.

"If it were just adding your name Tom, I guess no one would say anything, but if I added your name Voldemort, I'm afraid the magical world would be in turmoil tomorrow.

What's more, now that your body is complete and your soul is complete, you can go to the East to truly have a real heir of your own, instead of me, this..."

"Hmph, do you think I would be someone like Malfoy?"

Voldemort said unhappily.

He turned around in a circle.

Then he said angrily: "I heard that you have been constantly persuading Dumbledore and Snape, and even that werewolf Lupin, to have children themselves. Is it because you don't want to live anymore?"

Darren froze.

This was the aftereffect.

It might be that he performed too tragically.

Five years have passed, and Voldemort and the others still think he might want to die at any time.

He persuaded Remus and Dumbledore and the others to have children, simply because they seriously affected his life.

They would visit him almost every day.

Even if he was teaching at Hogwarts, those people would talk to him.

He felt that these people seriously affected his life with his thirty-plus wives.

Therefore, he forced those people to have children themselves to look after.

Of course, there was no way around it; the persona he had created for himself had to be maintained even on his knees.

So Darren showed a bitter expression.

"No, I didn't, I just... just worried that you don't have your own children..."

After he finished speaking.

He saw, as expected, Voldemort's worried and helpless expression.

"Alright, you can't lie again. I can tell at a glance that you are still in pain and haven't walked out of it!"

Voldemort sighed, what were they to do with this child?

"Don't worry, I will persist in living!"

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

Darren revealed a gentle smile.

Voldemort sighed deeply. Such a kind and simple child, why wouldn't Merlin be a little nicer to him?