Voldemort: Origins of the Heir Page #4

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from who you truly are.

You can't run away from your past.

Farewell, Grisha.

Since that day...

Have you seen each other again?

No.

Not yet.

Youre accused

of serious crimes, young lady.

Attempted robbery of materials...

held by the soviet auror department,

resisting arrest, contempt...

But...

I suppose...

there might have been

a big misunderstanding,

true?

You told me everything, Ms. McLaggen.

And,

unless you are immune...

to Veritaserum...

you said the truth...

But its still your own truth.

I cannot be sure

what you said actually happened.

We need facts,

we need proofs.

No one would believe

such a convoluted...

and inconsistent story.

Not even I,

can truly believe it.

Yet...

I see something...

extremely sincere in you.

Something different.

We cannot use this diary,

it doesn't belong here.

If the owner,

really is Tom Marvolo Riddle,

then,

its a problem of the brits,

so...

Im giving this diary to you.

I am sure that,

you can work on convincing

your department...

to take your investigation seriously.

After Gellert Grindelwald,

Im sure they wouldnt want

another dark wizard on their hands...

Am I right?

- General Makarov, I...

- Please,

take back your wand...

and the rest

of your personal belongings

before you use

the Portkey youll be given.

Im sure I will hear more of you...

Yes.

Be well.

Thanks, General.

Oh, Ms. McLaggen!

The diary...

What I cannot figure out is:

How did you know we had it?

I didnt...

Or maybe...

I did!

What in...?

Who the hell...

Who... Who are you?!

My name is...

Voldemort.

That's not possible...

Transfiguration?

Theres nothing that powerful...

The Veritaserum...?

Darkness hides secrets...

far more powerful...

than just a simple potion,

General.

You violated my soul's tomb...

the tomb where my past lies.

Grab him!

Enemies of the Heir...

Beware!

Whomever these remains belonged to,

is of little importance at this point.

Probably a sacrifice...

for who knows what kind of dark ritual...

It was a woman.

Come on.

We must go,

before we get caught in the storm.

Grindelwald was defeated...

but this notwithstanding...

because of him,

good people must still die.

When will it end?

It has no end...

There will always

be darkness in this world, Igor.

The darkness...

is all that we have...

How else...

would we remember the light?

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