Chapter 575

Tom Riddle's expression changed instantly.

He hated others saying his heart was filthy the most.

This made him think of the wardrobe Dumbledore once burned in front of him.

"Hmph, well said, but it ends here!"

Tom Riddle suddenly came to Darren's side.

He examined Darren's face and said fanatically: "What a perfect face, what a fresh soul...

Ah, I feel your soul is angry. An angry soul doesn't taste good; I'll help you cool down.

Why don't I talk about what that girl did.

Do you know? That girl opened Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, and she also strangled Hagrid's rooster.

By the way, she commanded the Basilisk to petrify your friend, and she also commanded the Basilisk to almost kill you...

Ah, sad, yes, that's it, keep the sad emotion, let me swallow your soul in one bite..."

Tom Riddle said triumphantly.

He was triumphant, seemingly about to swallow Darren's soul in the next second.

In fact, he did so.

Just.

Once.

Twice.

N times.

Tom Riddle was stunned.

He looked at Darren's soul strangely.

Yes!

He looked at Darren, who was indeed very painful, incredulous, and sad.

But.

How come it was of no use at all?

And, he felt this feeling of his was so familiar!

As if there was indeed one time before where he didn't swallow this guy's soul?

That's not right!

How could he have contacted Darren Potter before?

It made no sense at all!

No, no, no, can't think about these things now.

Perhaps he remembered wrong.

Actually, emotions need despair to be easy to swallow?

He began to doubt himself.

Perhaps he really remembered wrong before.

No, he still had to work harder.