I Swear on Voldemort!
Standing on the hillside, one can see the castle of Ilvermorny in the distance, its blue magical shield rising.
Scourers continued to attack, attempting to break through it, but all their efforts were in vain.
Tom did not go to the battlefield; he merely observed from the sidelines.
It seems that the dead Scourers had nothing to do with him.
He was originally just a tool to restrain the Targaryen, so his death is no big deal.
Now that we have obtained Slytherin's Wand, we no longer need to care about their lives or deaths.
Anyway, there are many wizards in North America, far more than in the United Kingdom... With his silver tongue, he can easily bewitch a group of naive young wizards.
Tom's entire attention was focused on the Slytherin's Wand.
William stood to one side, completely absorbed in excitement ever since Tom got the wand.
He was somewhat out of control, his usual composure gone. He kept touching his wand and occasionally let out a silly laugh.
It's just like a pervert who bought a 1:1 replica.
That's normal. No matter how high Tom's IQ is, he's still just a sixteen-year-old at heart.
Even after being resurrected for several years, one still only has the experience of a twenty-year-old and cannot completely hide one's emotions.
William glanced over and noticed a ring on his hand.
The ring was crudely made, without any carvings, and simply had a crudely set, ugly black gemstone.
That's not the point. The point is that the black gemstone has a Peverell pattern.
William knew what it was instantly:
The Slytherin Ring, buried in Gaunt Shack, which Tom took.
The Resurrection Stone is also... Horcrux!
William almost grabbed it, but he held back.
He also needs Tom to use Slytherin's Wand to sever the connection between those Horcrux.
Just then, the entire mountain roared, and Ilvermorny's blue shield shattered without warning.
It wasn't breached by the Scourers, but rather a volcano erupting.
Looking into the distance, the sky was dyed red, like a cloud of rosy clouds.
The entire mountain trembled, more violently and terrifyingly than any earthquake William had ever experienced.
That momentum was simply earth-shattering.
Tom looked up, frowning slightly, and said, "Is the volcano really about to erupt?"
He had just heard the Targaryen mention it and was somewhat skeptical... but it turned out to be true!
Catching a glimpse of Targaryen hesitating, Tom feigned an aged voice and asked, "What's wrong?"
William's face was serious, and he seemed somewhat angry. "You didn't tell me that taking away the Snakewood would cause a volcanic eruption!"
"Now I've brought you the wand. I've kept my promise; I need to return to Ilvermorny to rescue people."
"You still care about this?" Tom looked at him with a half-smile.
"Of course I care," William growled. "Ilvermorny has gathered all the underage wizards in North America."
If the volcano erupts, an entire generation will die, and the magical world of North America will collapse!
Tom squinted; he really hadn't expected this.
The main problem was that he hadn't expected the volcano to erupt after the wand was taken away.
William knew the sex scene was coming; wasn't it just acting?
Who's afraid of who!
Laozi transmigrated here and honed my acting skills for seven years. In my previous life, even if I couldn't win Oscar, I could at least get a Golden Raspberry Award.
His face was ashen, and his voice trembled slightly. "I don't care what you want to do, but these students cannot die."
What will be most important in the coming millennium?
He's a real talent!
If you want to recruit followers, or even rule the Wizarding World, these young wizards are the future; you can't let them die.
So, tell those damned Scourers to stop attacking and go save people!
Tom raised an eyebrow; Targaryen's words had reminded him.
Voldemort must die... Tom has made this goal clear ever since he was resurrected.
This is, after all, a matter of the integrity of the soul.
Tom was certain that once he severed the Horcrux connection, Dumbledore and Stark would be able to kill Voldemort.
It's just a matter of time.
But what happened after Voldemort died?
Dumbledore is old, but Stark is about the same age as him and is very powerful.
They're so strong that Tom is no match for them at all!
Without finding the Prehistoric Mysteries, Tom wasn't very confident he could defeat him.
The Stark ' power was already established; the Order of the Phoenix and the United Kingdom Ministry of Magic were practically under his control.
Tom would have to start the Third Wizarding War to have any chance of defeating Stark.
That was during the Great War between the United States and United Kingdom.
The scope of the war was definitely not limited to the British Isles!
Therefore, we must cultivate our own power!
The Scourers are too few in number. They're good for causing destruction and terrorist attacks in the United States, but if they really want to fight the Stark, they'll have to rely on the wizards of the magical world.
Taking control of the Magical Congress of the United States of America is his next goal.
If I want to complete the infiltration, I'll have to rely on this generation of wizards, like Ilvermorny.
These people will all enter important positions after graduation, and they are also the easiest to brainwash.
Then you can't die!
Tom understood this, his gaze sharpening as he scrutinized Targaryen.
He originally only intended to use Prehistoric Mysteries to lure the wizard and get him to help him obtain the wand.
Now that everything has been successfully completed, Tom discovers that Targaryen is not only powerful but also keeps his promises.
At least they didn't take the wand and run away, or blackmail him by exchanging it for Prehistoric Mysteries!
These wizards are of great use and must be recruited as subordinates.
Tom pondered for a long time, then slowly said:
"You just said that the Pukwudgie told you before it died that if you used the Parseltongue to put the Snakewood to sleep and then planted it back in, you could stop the volcanic eruption?"
"Yes," William said urgently, "Now is not the time to talk about this, we need to go back and rescue..."
Tom stared into Targaryen's eyes, as if he were Legilimency.
"I'm Parseltongue, I can help you too."
But if you save this school, are you confident you can quickly become Principal Ilvermorny?
William's Occlumency was still in operation, constructing false memories. He didn't avoid Tom's gaze and said earnestly:
"Of course, Principal Hicks will definitely retire by next year at the latest."
I saved New York, so I have a reputation boost. If I save this school too, you can definitely become the principal if you help me!
Of course, I won't stop you from doing whatever you want!
Tom smiled with satisfaction.
Excellent, in that case, Ilvermorny is his for the taking.
He'd always wanted Hogwarts, but Ilvermorny as an alternative... wasn't bad either.
Tom weighed the pros and cons in his mind. Although he was reluctant to return Slytherin's Wand, he knew that to accomplish great things, one must learn to make choices.
For a greater goal... that's all!
"Wait a moment, I need to do something with this wand," Tom said.
"I'll go with you to see Ilvermorny, and we'll bury the wand ourselves."
The most urgent task is to sever the connection with the Horcrux community.
Then, secretly have the little spy Wormtail relay this message to Stark.
Only then could they kill Voldemort.
Tom thinks this timeframe might take a year.
Ilvermorny is also moving, so I can take this opportunity to go find Death. After I return, I'll take Slytherin's Wand.
Then, using the Scourers and Ilvermorny as their base, they recruited new subordinates.
After seizing control of the Magical Congress, they launched the Third Wizarding War... The plan was perfect!
Tom turned and walked toward a cave.
William watched his retreating figure, a silly badger smile spreading across his face.
The eight teeth shimmered with glaze in the night sky, appearing exceptionally white.
Tom, you really are my best friend.
I swear on my most respected senior Voldemort, if I betray you, may he... die a horrible death!