I became Voldemort

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"My real name is Cyrus and I'm not from this world.."

"Changing yourself a name will not change your situation. I have come to terms with your shameless lies, Tom" Dumbledore said expressionlessly.

He looked at the two objects in his hand at the moment, and it was obvious that from that Traces of magic were detected in the crown.

Although the diary also has magical power in it, it does not seem to be a Horcrux. There is no soul of Voldemort in it. It is more like an ordinary pensieve with no other dangers.

"It seems that you relied on this thing to resurrect? The crown has been missing for nearly a thousand years... I guess the relics of the other two founders were also made into Horcruxes by you, right?"

He stood up and looked at the crown that had shown signs of time. It was almost impossible to repair this thing. He planned to destroy the crown later. As for the diary, he didn't intend to leave it to Cyrus.

"Soon, the Aurors will arrive and you will be escorted to Azkaban, but don't worry, none of us will kill you. I admit that just taking your life will not satisfy me. There are more ways to destroy someone." Dumbledore smirked sadistically.

He waved his wand, trapping Cyrus tightly, took the wand away from his hand, then picked up the Marauder's Map and took a look at it, then looked quietly at the sky. The flames had burned the shack completely, and now the moonlight was above their heads.

"You are thinking about it right?"

Dumbledore looked back at Cyrus after hearing his words.

"Heh, you are thinking about my behavior, the way I treated your savior's group, and what I said just now, aren't you?"

Dumbledore came closer to him, "What is it this time, Tom? Thinking you will fool me again?"

"Nah, I'm thinking that you look doubtfully. Even if you were not thinking about all those things you are now." Cyrus calmly said, "Why don't you find out the answers to those questions? " 

"Why don't you use Legilimency and find out if I'm lying or not?"

Cyrus pursed his lips.

"I must admit, your proposal intrigues me. However, I cannot help but wonder if this is yet another ploy."

Dumbledore pondered for a moment, weighing his options. It could also be Tom Riddle's last hidden card. What if using Legilimency on him is a trap?

However, the opportunity to delve into Tom's mind and uncover the truth was too tempting to ignore.

"Very well, let's see what you claim to be is true or not, Mr. 'Cyrus'"

Cyrus nodded in acknowledgment. He released the Occlumency barriers that shielded his mind, allowing Dumbledore access to his memories.

As Dumbledore delved into Cyrus's mind, he was met with a flood of images, thoughts, and emotions. He navigated through the intricate web of memories, searching for any signs of deception or manipulation.

Minutes passed in silence as Dumbledore delved deeper, his expression shifting from concentration to contemplation.

Cyrus was looking at Dumbledore with an expectant gaze, his thoughts swirling with a mixture of apprehension and hope.

Despite knowing that his magical prowess fell short of matching the peak Dark Lord, he couldn't shake the nagging feeling that he could have landed a serious hit if he had the intention to kill and utilized his Philosopher's Stone hart, catching Dumbledore off guard with the surprise factor.

He just wanted to be free after fleeing from Hogwarts but after seeing Dumbledore inside the house he was heartbroken. Still, he wanted to escape the situation somehow.

There was a slight 0.001% chance he would have harmed Dumbledore but he isn't sure if he could kill him and doesn't want to antagonize the old bee.

As he met Dumbledore's gaze, Cyrus silently hoped that the wise old wizard would see beyond the facade of Tom Riddle, Cyrus held onto that flicker of hope, praying silently that the great wizard would see that he was not a threat.

Dumbledore suddenly had a face of realization and then his beautiful blue eyes turned cold, Cyrus noticed a red system message flashing in front of him:

{Danger! An external party is trying to use mind-related magic to modify the Host's memories!}

'Wait, don't tell me he is...' Cyrus looked at the notification, which only he could see in disbelief.

Cyrus's disbelief quickly turned to shock and anger as he realized what Dumbledore was attempting. The white wizard, whom he had hoped would see the truth in his words, had instead tried to manipulate his memories and even attempted to use the Imperius Curse on him.

{Other party is going to find out about the system! Taking measures!}

*Boom!*

In a sudden surge of power, electricity crackled around Dumbledore's body, causing him to recoil. His attempt to tamper with Cyrus's mind had backfired, leaving him stunned and bloodied.

As the shock from the system weakened the restraints Dumbledore had placed on Cyrus, he looked at the elder wizard.

What the fuck was happening!?

With a grimace, Dumbledore wiped the blood from his mouth, his expression a mixture of surprise and curiosity. "What was that?" he muttered, his voice tinged with bewilderment. "I could see your memories after your transmigration, but I couldn't access your previous world."

Cyrus confronted Dumbledore. "You tried to use the Imperius Curse on me? Even after seeing what I did and why I did all that?"

"Ho, are we really asking that question, Mr 'Cyrus'? Because you are a great anomaly," he began, his voice solemn. "I don't know how you managed to merge with Riddle's soul or what your motives are. Whatever you did till now tells me to believe that you are a good person, but who has seen the future? For years, I have nurtured and guided the growth of the plant called Harry Potter, you know how far I have gone and am willing to change that prophesy, right? My goal is to paint and turn Harry into the greatest savior in everyone's eyes. That's the future I can see. I can glance at your memories and I can predict that you know about some things a normal 16-year-old Riddle would not know."

"I cannot allow an anomaly like you to disrupt my carefully laid plans and disturb my vision."

"I was going to send you to Azkaban, but the pretext was that you were Tom.." Dumbledore continued, "But you truly are not from this world. I can sense an unknown power inside you that blocked me from looking at its roots. I cannot let an unknown otherworlder roam freely in this world, especially one whose power I cannot gauge. You are far too dangerous for the future of this world."

"And I was unable to use mind-related spells on you. Alas, what a pity.. I am sorry Mr. 'Cyrus' but you need to die..."

Dumbledore said these words like he was talking about a mundane task.

This made Cyrus's back sweat profusely.

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