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Chapter 100 Harry and Hermione Waking Up
When Harry woke up, his heart was broken.

The experience was too much for him to look back on.

Look what Hermione did.

She actually picked up her wand and stuck it in his palm.

Still so ruthless, so hard.

The cruelty of that moment made Harry still unable to recover.

It was too sudden, but if he had a process to react, he probably wouldn't let Hermione stick her wand into his palm.

Is it bad to use a gun?
No pollution yet!
"Sure enough, my guess is correct. In such a weak illusion, as long as one of us is greatly stimulated, the other will also wake up."

"What if you're not awake?"

Hermione, who was immersed in joy, was interrupted by the sudden voice, an unnatural blush appeared on her face, and she turned her head subconsciously, her eyes met Harry's resentful gaze.

Although she did it very straightforwardly before, but at this moment, she still felt a little embarrassed in her heart.

"Harry! Didn't I succeed? Since I succeeded, why am I still awake?"

"Furthermore... wait, where are you looking!"

She stared at Harry with open eyes, wanting to get the question over with as quickly as possible.

Lest Harry keep worrying about what she did to him before.

It was impossible for the two chatting all the time. Hermione, who found Tom, quickly reminded Harry.

When the two of them looked into the secret room, they could clearly see it.

Under the statue of Slytherin, Tom rose in mid-air, and at his feet was a little wizard who didn't know if he was alive or dead, and the green light turned into a ring around him.

A glowing inscription is printed on his forehead.

Even if they didn't know the text, when the two of them saw it, they would subconsciously give the answer in their minds.

It's as if the answer was already in their memory, but they just happened to meet.

That is a rune, which represents the meaning of life.

newborn?resurrection?or life?

"Voldemort?"

Without many words, Harry immediately understood the identity of that person, and some memory fragments flashed to confirm his guess just now.

He looked at the figure in mid-air with complicated eyes, and there was anger and worry in his eyes, except for fear.

"Voldemort!"

Suddenly, but not so abruptly, Harry yelled, pointed the gun at Tom, and pulled the trigger as he ran forward.

As if aware of something, Tom sat up cross-legged, and when he turned around, he waved his right hand subconsciously.

A green barrier appeared in front of him, blocking a magic bullet for him.

"Harry Potter?"

He raised his eyebrows, as if he felt a little surprised.

"Voldemort, I'm going to kill you."

Harry, who held the gun and never put it down, was naturally unwilling to only fire it this time.

In fact, he kept pulling the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun kept shining with some strange light.

The surroundings were not quiet, there were three kinds of voices around, one was Harry's roar, in this closed room, it spread too far.

The second is the miserable roar of the basilisk in the mouth of the Slytherin statue. The sound is so loud that it can be used as the background board for Tom and Harry.

The last sound was Harry's gunshots, one after another, without stopping for the time being.

It is precisely because of their existence that they have brought a little popularity to the secret room that has been very quiet for many years.

For the magic bullets that Harry shot out from the pistol, Tom, who had enough magic power, naturally wouldn't mind using the Iron Armor Charm to build an extremely powerful barrier for himself.

That is to say, this barrier is not the same as the white of other wizards.

It is green.

The magic released by using the magic power of the transformed basilisk will have a little bit of this special color.

"We should sit down and have a good talk, Harry!"

Just now, he was also taken aback, and was taken by surprise by the gun in Harry's hand.

At this time, Hermione also rushed to Harry's side, watching Tom warily with him.

"Professor Dumbledore will be here soon, Voldemort, you won't be happy for long."

Hermione also yelled at Tom. Although she didn't know why Harry called a young wizard Voldemort, she just had to believe Harry at this moment.

Seeing Hermione's compulsive composure and the words she yelled at him, Tom only felt like laughing, without the slightest bit of anger.

"Suddenly there is something dull!"

I thought in my heart, but it was impossible to say it.

"We are not enemies, two little wizards, you shouldn't attack me."

"Letting you in a coma is just for fear that you will ruin my good deed."

"But it doesn't matter if I wake up, my new student, for such a big feast, we need a few spectators."

His voice was not loud, but Harry and Hermione could hear him clearly.

Naturally, some small use of magic power is indispensable.

"Voldemort, what do you want?"

Although Tom made an explanation, the prejudices of people's hearts are like a mountain, and this mountain cannot be toppled with a few words.

Naturally, Harry and Hermione would not believe Tom's nonsense.

How can you just say that you are not Voldemort in a few words?

Evidence must be produced!

Clearly, it's both easy and difficult to prove who you are.

Tom has no way to prove that he is not Voldemort.

There is no way to prove that I am...

Ahem, there is still a way to prove this, but he just doesn't want to do it.

After finally getting rid of Voldemort's identity, how could he put this layer back on?
"I told you, I'm not Voldemort!"

Make more complaints, although they won't listen.

But Tom felt that he had to emphasize it a few more times. After he was successfully resurrected, he would no longer be Voldemort, but a newborn person with his own independent personality.

Tom also found that during the period when he was about to be resurrected, his emotions were higher, more excited, and more of a teenager's passion.

"As you can see, I'm now on my way to a new life!"

"Using the life of a little wizard to resurrect you?"

"No, no, trust me, I won't hurt this little wizard, you can rest assured, of course I use the life of the basilisk to bring me back to life."

When Hermione said that, her forehead was wet, and she could see that she was nervous, especially when facing that person.

Looking at Middle, who fell on the ground, and the green magic line connecting him and Tom, she had a bold guess in her heart.

It's just that her guess this time was not accurate.

However, Hermione believed in her own judgment even more in her heart.

(End of this chapter)