The state of these seven "Voldemorts" was incredibly strange.
Each of them was like a brand-new Harry Potter, with his own soul combined with one of Voldemort's Horcruxes.
They were also somewhat like Professor Quirrell back then, possessed by Voldemort's Wandering Spirit. Only now, the possession was so complete that it was no longer a simple matter of lodging in the back of someone's head. Voldemort had completely taken control of their bodies.
There was even a hint of the magical flavor of Potions such as Polyjuice Potion, which was used to transform oneself.
Potion-and-Charm Integration...
Anton quickly picked up on the idea behind it.
It made sense when he thought about it. The core members of Cabin already knew this Magical Theory inside out and made good use of it. There was no reason an unparalleled big shot like Voldemort wouldn't understand it.
These seven people—seven Voldemorts—could even be called Old Voldy's showpiece.
He'd set them before Dumbledore and Anton, then told his own professor and Apprentice, "Look! I'm the greatest!"
They really were impressive. Dumbledore and Anton were both stunned.
But they were also genuinely creepy.
Grindelwald looked sick to his stomach. He simply couldn't appreciate these seven things.
He tugged at the corner of his mouth and sneered. "Pay attention. This isn't Tom. It's Voldemort."
Anton and Dumbledore looked over at him. Narrowing his eyes as he stared at the seven men, Grindelwald said, "Tom has gone to Mars for good. At least, I can no longer see him anywhere in the fate of humanity over the next decade or so. Whether he'll reappear after that is anyone's guess."
"As for these seven, they look more like copies of the partially merged Horcrux that used to be inside Harry Potter's soul. It seems Tom figured this out