Frank's memories had never confused Voldemort.
But that brief glimpse into one of them had left Voldemort unable to control himself.
Even after he had calmed down, he still occasionally had the illusion that he had chosen Neville Longbottom instead of Harry Potter.
"Simple memories should never cause something like this. What exactly went wrong?"
Voldemort murmured as his consciousness slowly withdrew from the world of memories.
"Phew~"
The memories flooded back, and Frank's recollections returned to his body.
"How is he?"
Mrs. Longbottom's anxious question came the moment the memories had finished flooding back.
"His memories are intact overall. It's just that..."
Voldemort paused, and the few people watching him all tensed up.
"It's just that there's been a small problem. It might cause some changes in his personality."
As he spoke, he stood up and stepped aside so Mrs. Longbottom could come to her son.
"Could you be more specific?" Dumbledore asked with a frown.
"It's hard to say, Albus. You know I couldn't control it."
Voldemort looked Dumbledore in the eyes and said candidly, "I'm covered in sweat. I need to use the bathroom. Frank should wake up in a little while."
As he spoke, he headed for the bathroom.
Dumbledore moved aside to let him pass and didn't ask anything else.
As soon as Voldemort entered the bathroom, he hurriedly turned on the tap and washed his face.
That brief scene from the memory wouldn't leave his mind, and it made him rather anxious.
"Phew."
After letting out a long breath, Voldemort raised his head.
Suddenly, he saw a hideous scar in the mirror, running from his right forehead to his left cheek.
"Ah!"
Taken by surprise, Voldemort startled himself. The next instant, his wand was already in his hand.
Fortunately, at the crucial moment, he