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At that moment, hearing that Draco was coming to the dormitory, Basil relinquished control over Riddle's body.
He dragged Hermione out of the castle.
Then, Riddle began a direct conversation with Narcissa Malfoy.
"Everything? Why do I feel like that's a lie?"
Riddle, knowing the original plot, naturally wouldn't doubt the authenticity of Narcissa Malfoy's love for her son.
If he had been the one to visit Malfoy Manor before...
He wouldn't have gilded the lily like Voldemort by placing a curse on her; simply using Quirrell's identity as the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher to threaten Draco's life would have sufficed.
Not to mention, Lucius Malfoy was also in his hands.
But the reason why the Master, with the lie-detecting ability from [Veritaserum Connoisseur], sensed a hint of falsehood in Narcissa's words...
Was because she gained a sense of security from Dumbledore's attitude of treating people like them equally.
She wasn't worried now that her son's life would be threatened, as long as Dumbledore was there.
So, this "everything" was tainted with lies.
But shattering that sense of security was simple.
"Draco, Mom only has you left."
"This is your uncle, Sirius Black."
"I'm taking Lucius home. Are you really not coming back with me, Draco?"
Three simple sentences completely shattered the heart of this woman who, though prostrate on the ground, still held a shred of hope.
"How do you...?"
As a member of a pure-blood family, she naturally knew Occlumency.
And her proficiency wasn't low.
Even the Master couldn't pry into her inner secrets without her knowing.
These three sentences were exactly what she had said to Draco when Dumbledore was present.
This only proved one thing.
The Master could deceive Dumbledore and eavesdrop right beside him.
Then taking Draco's life would also be—
"What do you need me to do?"
At this moment, she submitted completely, submitted to the person in front of her.
Riddle smiled. "It's not what I need you to do. It's what my Master needs."
Narcissa's pupils trembled.
"You should be grateful that heaven gave you beauty and the status of a widow. My Master likes that very much."
——
"Lies! All lies!"
Hermione found it strange why Basil, who was walking with her by the lake, suddenly acted like his sore spot had been poked.
One moment they were talking about how pitiful young Malfoy was.
The next moment, his words defied normal logic, like ramblings in a dream.
So she asked aloud, "Basil, what are you talking about?"
Basil didn't answer.
Having been in the [Ignited] state for a long time, his dragon nature had overtaken his human nature.
"Seeing" Mrs. Malfoy's surprise and the moving smile blossoming on her cold, beautiful face after learning of his lechery...
"Driving the big car! Driving the big car! Driving the big car!..." (Slang for older woman/younger man relationship)
These words surged from the bottom of his heart incessantly, accompanied by some "spirited" images.
As he breathed, tongues of fire faintly flickered in and out of his mouth and nose.
Just as the string of reason was about to snap, the last shred of rationality summoned the [Wand Slot].
[Ding! Bzzzt! Bzzzt! Bzzzt! Wand wood mismatch. Non-Obsidian, non-standard wand. Spend 3,000 Gems to materialize?]
"Yes."
> [Twelve inches, Obsidian, Source of Negative Emotions, A Work of Miracle]
> [Cold Obsidian as the handle, embedded with the Source of Negative Emotions]
> [Shadows of the heart, bound by the handle, extending outward]
> [Your heart will forever possess absolute courage to remain calm]
> [Your spells will carry the power to induce breakdown and despair!]
> [Negative Mental Damage +50%]
> [Dark Magic Damage Reduction 50%]
> [Transfiguration Power +10%]
A finely carved strip of obsidian appeared in Basil's hand.
The restless lust of a youthful body, the confusion about whether to go to another world, the burnout from studying...
In all corners of his heart where the sun didn't shine, the lurking shadows were absorbed and bound by this cold stone.
Whoosh!
Like a lightsaber activating, the shadows turned into light, the wand shaft appeared, and a complete wand was born.
[Obsidian Shadow]
Cold, yet flowing with "magic" ignited by the unquenchable fire of courage, began to circulate in Basil's body.
The unquenchable Golden Eyes extinguished.
Azure blue eyes re-emerged.
In Hermione's eyes...
Basil, who was just as scorching as the rising sun by the Black Lake moments ago...
Suddenly turned into a cold sun.
Like the bright sun hanging in the sky during a blizzard.
While bringing warmth to cold cheeks, it seemed to dispel all the gloom in the heart.
And brought courage.
She no longer had scruples, no longer cared about the lawn gradually getting crowded because Basil came out for a walk, or the gazes of people around them.
She pressed her whole body against him.
"What are you doing?" Basil, in Sage Mode, had no expectation for snuggling and dodged directly.
"Ouch." Hermione landed on her butt. "Nothing."
But the next second, Basil realized something was wrong.
After comforting Hermione with a few words, a terrifying thought flashed through his mind.
"Holy crap! Am I impotent?!"
He hurried to check the information that appeared in his mind synchronously with the materialization of [Obsidian Shadow].
[Obsidian Shadow], due to its special material and the shaft being the manifestation of the owner's inner darkness, could not be classified under [Wand Skins].
It was directly materialized, hence the extra 1,000 Gems cost.
It existed permanently.
Meaning Basil now possessed two wands simultaneously.
Dark Magic Damage Reduction was because using Dark Magic—whether mild jinxes, moderate hexes, or severe curses—required negative, pessimistic emotions.
[Obsidian Shadow], with the ethereal "Source of Negative Emotions" as its core, naturally provided its master with defense against Dark Magic.
Likewise, a new talent appeared in his Family Traits column—[Inspire].
Just as Dementors could absorb happiness and bring fear...
His [Inspire] talent absorbed the negative emotions of those around him, bringing them happiness and mobilizing their positive emotions.
Like having a phoenix by his side, singing twenty-four hours a day.
Does this mean even if he slapped someone, they would only greet him with a smile?
The absorbed negative emotions didn't disappear; they could be fired as bullets or attached to spells, which was the [Negative Mental Damage +50%].
Pessimistic, negative emotions, classified as [Shadow], were relative to courage and reason.
The core function of [Obsidian Shadow] was to keep the master rational and courageous at all times.
So emotions affecting these two were judged as [Shadow] and bound by the obsidian handle.
The dragon nature brought by dragon blood in a pubescent body was the same.
It affected reason.
But conversely, as long as it didn't affect reason, it wasn't [Shadow].
The state resembling Sage Mode just now was merely a side effect of just materializing [Obsidian Shadow].
It would recover later.
Does this mean the [Heart of Killing] talent, and the [Killing Intent] contained within, wouldn't affect him even if he unequipped [Doctor of Spellcraft]?
Basil thought of such a possibility.