Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 264 Les Finley and Candy

"Why hasn't McGuffin arrived yet? Where did that fellow Lockhart take him!"

Ron's voice was a little trembling.

"What should we do? Move on?"

"Still trying to go back?"

Harry looked stiffly at the chute behind him and shook his head.

They couldn't go through the twisty tunnel that twisted around and turned up and down by themselves.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe a few hours.

——A dark environment can blur people's perception of time.

Still no one came down, not only MacGuffin, but even Hagrid didn't bring the professor to find him.

The tunnel on the other side has always been so silent, like a monster that is about to devour them, with a huge black mouth, quietly waiting for them to step into it.

suddenly,

--Snapped!Snapped!

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the opposite hole, gradually approaching.

The three of them immediately picked up their wands, holding them tightly and facing forward.

"Remember, watch out for the basilisk, and don't look down..." Harry whispered. "If it's not right, just close your eyes quickly..."

Hermione muttered, as if preparing for the Transforming Rooster's [Living Transformation] spell.

They desperately restrained themselves from trembling, but the cold and damp, as well as the creepy approaching sound, made them even more frightened.

The heart beats rapidly, and the blood hits the eardrum vigorously.

boom!boom!
Like hammer and drum.

"I also said why you haven't arrived yet? Are you waiting for someone here?"

A tall boy with dark hair came in from a dark tunnel and was watching them.

The boy was sixteen or seventeen years old, and the outline of his body seemed to be covered with a layer of light, misty and very strange.

It was as if a [Luminescence] spell had been cast in his body.

"Who are you?" Harry picked up his wand and pointed at the guy who looked like a Hogwarts student in front of him.

He remembered Lockhart saying that someone would be waiting for them below, but he didn't realize it was a senior Hogwarts student.

The boy didn't answer, he took two steps forward, and came within range of the light from Hermione's wand.

At this time, several people saw his face clearly.

His face was as handsome as Lockhart's.

The hair is slightly shiny, and with the layer of light that comes with it, it has a strange beauty.

It's just that the boy's pale face always reminded Harry of a corpse.

Hermione screamed, looking shudderingly at a badge on the boy's chest.

"Harry, don't go..."

"He wears an old Hogwarts badge from decades ago...he, he..."

"...he is not human!"

"Are you a ghost?" Ron asked tremblingly.He pulled Harry, and Hermione backed away again and again until they reached the pipe.

There is no going back!

"I...haha!" The boy sneered twice, "

It should be able to describe it like this...Harry Potter!I am a ghost who has been waiting for you for a long time! "

"A memory kept in an ordinary diary...!"

"You can call me...Tom!"

"Tom Marvolo Riddle!
When the last name was mentioned, the boy showed a trace of disgust on his face, but when he said his name in full, he stared at Harry closely.

The look on his face was like hoping Harry could guess something.

"Tom...can you tell me how we get out of here?" Harry tried.

Although such a strange wizard appeared underground, it was very weird, or he didn't look like a good person at first glance.

But Harry still wanted to try it, so that he could also determine who this guy was... or what it was!
Riddle didn't move.

He had an oddly dangerous smile on his face.

"Harry Potter, I've been waiting a long time..."

"I hope to have the opportunity to see you and talk to you... Finally, with the hard work of my collaborators, we have created such a good opportunity for you to come to such an appropriate place..."

He took a deep breath, "What could be more suitable for us to talk about than Slytherin's [Snake Way]?"

"Who the hell are you? Gerald Lockhart! Are you behind this series of attacks?"

Harry immediately raised his wand and asked loudly.

And Hermione behind him was trembling and couldn't even stand still.

"Harry, ha..."

She held Harry's arm tightly, as if she wanted to tell him something.

"That... that person is... the god-mysterious person!"

"Oops!" Tom Riddle, or a younger version of Voldemort, sneered at Harry, "It seems that your partner has figured it out?"

The mocking smile on his face became more and more obvious.

"I thought you could crack the little surprise I left for you? Really... what am I expecting in vain?"

Harry recalled Voldemort's ghostly appearance last semester, and felt more and more that the handsome young boy in front of him was completely different from Voldemort.

But for a while, he had no words to refute, so he could only stammer and say: "Voldemort! Impossible...I have seen him, he is..."

"he is……"

"—a bald head!"

Voldemort staggered.

I couldn't keep the smile on my face,

Hermione and Ron, who were full of fear, also turned their heads to stare at Harry, thinking that Harry must be deeply influenced by McGuffin.

To say such things at this time.

The young Voldemort's face was grim, his eyes stared at Harry like poisonous snakes, and there was a strange red light flashing.

"Ha!...It's okay, just show off your cleverness! Harry!" "Maybe this will allow you to feel the last bit of joy before the pain that follows!."

"I thought you were able to escape my pursuit back then... leaving only a scar and destroying all my strength... there was a reason for it, but now it seems that I was just thinking too much, you are just lucky!"

"Harry! You're not even as good as that Muggle witch before you..."

As he spoke, he pulled out a wand, drew a few times in the air, and wrote three shiny names.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle!"

Then he flicked his wand, and the letters switched places automatically, and it became:
"I Am Lord Voldemort"

"did you see it?"

"You can't recognize such a simple thing... This is what I used when I was studying at Hogwarts, and of course only used for my closest friends."

"A person like you actually has friends?"

There was hatred in Harry's eyes.

"Friend? A pleasant word . . . but I'm afraid I and you have very different perceptions of it."

"Talent, power, ambition...these are the cornerstones of friendship!"

"I have many friends . . . yes, I have many friends who could come in handy! Harry."

"I knew what my friend was when I came up with that new name for myself, away from the disgusting name my Muggle father had bequeathed me...

"As my Salazar Slytherin blood tells me, 'Choose your friends carefully, they will help you achieve great things'..."

"That's right, I knew at that time that one day, I would become the greatest wizard in the world... wizards from other parts of the world didn't even dare to say this name easily!"

Listening to Voldemort's self-flavoring, Harry felt more pain and anger... This is the man who destroyed his happy family, this man killed his parents, killed so many people... for his own selfishness.

"You're not!" Harry shouted firmly, "Dumbledore is the greatest magician in the world. I'm not the only one who says that, but everyone in the world says that...and you're not hiding in this dark and damp sewer because you're afraid of him?"

Although Hermione and Ron were afraid, they took a step forward, faced Voldemort, and stood firmly by Harry's side.

The weird smile on Tom's face faded away, and he showed an ugly face with red light in his pupils.

The guy stroked his wand slowly, picked it up, and tapped the writing floating in the air to disperse it,

He said in an unpleasant tone, "Harry! Harry!...I must teach you the etiquette of being a young and weak wizard..."

"When I was your age, I understood a truth... When facing a wizard who is stronger than you, it is good for yourself to maintain a little awe."

"For example... your stupid and provocative behavior will not only hurt yourself, but also your so-called friends!"

After speaking, he waved the wand in his hand.

"Soul out of the body!"

"Soul out of the body!"

Two green lights hit Ron and Hermione instantly.

"Hermione! Ron!" Harry yelled, staring at the two of them.

Hermione and Hermione both looked dazed and moved away from Harry stiffly, walked towards Voldemort, and stood behind him.

His expression was dull, as if he had lost his mind.

"Okay, too long a delay here! Let's go! Let me see what you have learned from the great wizard Dumbledore!"

"Let me 'open my eyes'!"

Voldemort sneered.

"Go and fight with my servant... and the little pet left by Salazar Slytherin!"

"Let me see what miraculous talent and magic spells the great Boy Who Lived has... How dare he provoke the great Voldemort wishfully!"

"If you win, it's not that I can't let your friend go, but if you lose... I will also be very merciful and let the basilisk deal with your...Harry Potter!"

"If I win, what about the MacGuffin? Does that include him? Where is he now?"

"Oh! Another 'friend' of mine is serving that little one!"

"Don't worry, what will he do to your friend for the time being..., not to mention that little wizard is much more capable than you, I'm afraid my friend will not get his wish!"

"Okay, I've said enough! If you care about your friends as much as you say, come along!"

"Let me see if your incredible luck... will save you again!"

After Tom Riddle finished speaking sharply, he turned and walked deep into the dark tunnel.

……

"you!?"

McGuffin looked at 'Gideroy Lockhart' in front of him in surprise!
"who are you?"

Lockhart's blond hair gradually disappeared, and his gleaming white teeth began to slowly become——

——It really shines!

Mouth full of diamond teeth!
"Oh! Is it time?"

"Calculate the time, this new formula, the [Compound Decoction] made of new materials is really useless as expected..."

'Lockhart' saw the terrified eyes of McGuffin and understood what happened in front of him, so he curved a horrified smile on his distorted face and said to him.

'Lockhart' was pulled like a piece of plasticine in front of the McGuffin, raised, and his skin slowly darkened.

The curls of the hair are shortened and thickened little by little.

Within seconds, Lockhart had turned into another black wizard entirely.

It's the second-hand shop owner in Diagon Alley.

— Les Finley!
His mouth was full of diamond teeth gleaming.

"clack-clack"

The guy twisted his neck, made a crisp sound, and then said.

"It's much more comfortable now!"

"Les Finley! You..."

McGuffin couldn't believe that the guy who pointed fingers, pretended to be a foreign accent, and was very stingy arguing with himself about the pennies for second-hand books dared to do such a thing at Hogwarts.

"You... this... no! Isn't it Voldemort?" McGuffin was confused by the current scene.

He never guessed that this guy was playing tricks behind the scenes.

"It seems that your investigation is very clear? Albert!"

Les Finley said with a smile.

"Les Finley, I remember you saying you have a big business!"

"Going to Hogwarts...to become another person, to be Voldemort's puppet, minion...is that what you call big business?"

McGuffin tried to pry some information out of the guy.

"Big business, that's right!... I didn't expect you to remember what I told you back then..."

"It's really a big business here... the biggest treasure in the wizarding world, the most amazing creation!"

He said frantically.

McGuffin tentatively asked, "What is it? The Philosopher's Stone?"

"The Philosopher's Stone? That imitation man-made runestone...a kind of inferior alchemy item in modern times...how can it be compared with a real miracle thing!"

"This is the greatest miracle that was plundered by those despicable Egyptian priests thousands of years ago, then transferred by the ancient Roman wizard legion, and finally buried by the four creators of Hogwarts...real magic, witchcraft in witchcraft..."

Les Finley had a look of disdain for the Philosopher's Stone, but it was best not to explain it clearly to McGuffin, but just said some unintelligible words.

After the guy said those words, he stretched his head into the mid-air below the limit, as if looking for... or confirming the existence of something.

Very weird!
When Les Finley got up again, the expression on his face looked very happy.

McGuffin then expressed the doubt in his heart.

——I hope I can express my cooperation, take this opportunity to lower this guy's guard, and see if I can get out of this situation.

"How did you become Gilderoy Lockhart? [The Polyjuice Potion] only lasts for a while... how can you keep... changing into someone else without drawing attention!"

"you……"

McGuffin stopped asking questions.

He saw Les Finley pull a handful of candy from his pocket.

Colorful, candies wrapped in sugar wrappers.

(End of this chapter)