Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

Chapter 121 Conversation with Tom Riddle (plus more, two chapters in one)

I thought you were so strong, but it turned out to be rubbish that shatters at the touch of a finger.

Harry shook his head disdainfully, and a lot of spider silk appeared around him.

Using the spider silk, she moved quickly and landed next to Professor Lockhart's body.

Taking advantage of the fact that the basilisk was still some distance away from him, Harry pulled out the special magic mirror on his body.

After the original experiment, Harry realized that there are also spirits in this magical world.

Therefore, she specially added a ceremony to capture the spirit body on this magic mirror, and let the spirit body be imprisoned in the magic mirror, which is difficult to dissipate.

The current magic mirror is equivalent to a multifunctional charm that can be used permanently and repeatedly.

Although it is much more expensive and difficult to make than those one-time charms, this magic mirror is indeed more useful.

The witch is not good at psychic, and can only learn slowly through acquired magic rituals. But Harry believed that as long as he repeated the calls several times, he would surely be able to get useful information.

As for how to imprison spirit bodies, the witch who is good at cursing and black magic is an absolute expert in this area.

Harry's hair grew rapidly, and his wand was curled up and hung over his ear, making sure he could reach it at all times.

Then she stretched out her right hand and grabbed a few times in the void:

The law of all laws. This place forbids the spiritual body to attach itself to the dead body.

At the same time, Harry turned on his spirit vision, waved forward the magic mirror held in his left hand, and activated the solidified ritual on it.

In the state of spiritual vision, Harry clearly saw Professor Lockhart's bewildered face. Under the action of the Law of Ten Thousand Laws, Professor Lockhart's unresisting spiritual body quickly precipitated.

While using the ritual to capture him, she subconsciously glanced at Professor Lockhart's body, wanting to see if there were any valuable magic items on it.

Professor Lockhart is really rich! He actually carries such a valuable magic item with him...

Looking at the bright light cluster on Professor Lockhart's lower abdomen, Harry sighed in his heart.

Wait! Harry suddenly realized that something was wrong, Whose magic items will be stuffed in their stomachs?

Harry reacted quickly, his legs suddenly exerted strength, and he jumped into the distance. The spider silk wrapped around her also contracted at the same time, pulling Halle away from Professor Lockhart's body.

boom!

A violent explosion sounded suddenly, and Professor Lockhart's stomach exploded, with organs flying and blood splattering everywhere, exactly like the previous Auror Captain Higgs.

But he was even more fortunate, because the professor's head and limbs remained, only the torso became countless pieces that could not be pieced together.

Professor Lockhart once again set off his favorite fireworks, but with his own material.

Harry fell back to the ground smoothly, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

Fortunately, I was aware of the danger before and reacted quickly, so I avoided most of the explosions.

Harley even used the remaining power of the previously frozen world to use the snowflakes in the air to form a thick ice wall.

Coupled with Harley's armor protection, it helped her block most of the shock waves and kept herself safe.

But the feeling of almost having an accident is really uncomfortable.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Suddenly there was applause in the hall, accompanied by a loud rumble.

All the doors of the auditorium have been completely closed at some point, and there is a magical luster flowing on them.

A tall, dark-haired boy was standing atop the basilisk's head, applauding and watching her.

The boy was tall and handsome, his eyes were as deep as black gemstones, his short hair was clean and neat, and his thin body was not greasy.

He is different from Professor Lockhart's deliberately pretended charm. He is full of charm and has a natural charm.

Harley felt that if she was an ordinary girl, she would probably have a good impression of him at first sight.

The boy had a wand tucked between his ears, which, if Harry recalled correctly, belonged to the hapless Auror captain Higgs from earlier.

Tom Marvolo Riddle? Harry asked aloud.

Although he didn't know the boy in front of him, but in such a tragic scene, Harley could only think of the young version of Voldemort that Professor Lockhart mentioned earlier.

That's right, it's me. The boy raised his eyebrows, and the wand flew into his hand.

He bowed kindly, with countless tenderness in his voice:

Hi, Miss Halle. This is the first time we've met in real life.

I have to say, you are really beautiful like a rose, and your whole body exudes an invisible fragrance, which makes people want to be intoxicated.

But Miss Halle, I prefer you to call me 'Voldemort'. Don't you think it's a better name?

'Fly away from death', how romantic! Isn't that much better than Tom's common name?

Of course I don't think so. Harry said crisply, Does your state count as escaping death?

I saw your main body last semester, you know, he is just a cloud of mist, fragile and helpless.

And now you, I think you are probably a doppelganger! Aren't you also only able to lodge in a diary?

Riddle smiled without any embarrassment. He patted the basilisk, and let out a hissing sound from his mouth.

The basilisk lowered its head obediently, and stuck it to the ground.

Riddle jumped down and landed at the same height as Harry, and walked forward slowly, leisurely as if he was just going to meet an old friend.

Miss Halle, you know quite a lot. Although some information is not completely correct, it is basically close to the truth.

Riddle's eyes showed appreciation,

Although I don't know why you are still a baby, you can defeat my main body, that waste who thinks he is great.

But I think you do have the qualifications now, the qualifications to defeat the greatest dark wizard in history.

Riddle stood still not far from Harry, and then suddenly asked in a soft voice: We are all extraordinary, both young and in our prime.

Do you want to join forces with me, Harley? We can change the world!

His voice is full of bewitchment and has special magic power attached to it.

If it wasn't for the very strong charm of the witch herself, which made Harley more familiar with this ability, then Harley thought it was really possible to be tricked unconsciously.

Harry didn't answer right away, but tilted his head: Your body killed my parents, and you still want to join forces with me?

First of all, he is not my real body. Riddle shook his head and retorted, He is my future, a failed and stupid future.

Believe me, I hate him as much as you do, because he chose the stupidest path, the one that forsakes wits and gives up brains.

But I am different, I am still at the age of sixteen, I have reason, and I have unlimited possibilities.

If you are willing to join forces with me, I can kill him with my own hands to prove what I said is true, or I can let you kill him to get revenge, if you want.

Also, although he killed your parents, what are parents? I never felt the need for parents to—”

Speaking of this, the smile on Riddle's face disappeared, and he felt a little cold,

—they're just dirty tools, useless except for certain uses.

I've never cared about my parents, and you, who are like me, probably don't care about your parents either.

Harry didn't respond, but sat down on a chair beside him.

Black flames ignited on his body, cleaning the ice off the chair.

She gently raised her chin and looked at Riddle: Then can we sit down and talk? There are many things I can't understand.

You don't have to try to delay the time, wait for Professor McGonagall and that Auror to come in. A smile appeared on Riddle's face again,

I am an orthodox descendant of Slytherin, and I have certain control over the castle.

The Great Hall is now temporarily closed by the forces of Hogwarts, and no one can force their way in.

I'm just curious about some things, so I want to talk to you. Harry didn't change his face.

Okay then, let's have a chat. Riddle waved his wand, and the dark blue flame burned up the frost on the chair,

You can ask, Miss Halle, I can answer any questions you have.

Harry curled his lips secretly. For the young Voldemort in front of her, she would not fully believe a word.

After all, Harley, who has lived for so long, can tell at a glance that this is a standard liar.

Among other things, if it was true that no one could enter the Great Hall, why did he drive Dumbledore out in advance? Not because of fear!

What about the chain of attacks in the castle? What's your relationship with Professor Lockhart?

Although not entirely convinced by Riddle's answer, Harry asked anyway.

Our relationship? He's an idiot, I'm not, it's as simple as that. Riddle answered irrelevantly, with a little pride in his voice,

That little girl named Ginny got me and poured her affections on me as a diary.

I took the opportunity to extract part of her vitality, recovered a certain amount of strength, and manipulated her to carry out an attack.

It's a pity that she will soon be listed as a suspect, so I naturally have to choose to transfer.

And that Lockhart, who seemed to know nothing, was obviously a very manipulative person.

But I didn't expect it, I actually missed it. I thought he was a piece of trash, but it turns out he has some skills.

At least he has a good talent in memory magic and illusion, but it's just because of his own reasons that his performance is unstable.

He wants to control me, but I also want to control him, neither of us can do anything about it.

Later, we made a preliminary deal, he helped me have a body, and I helped him lift the curse and fulfill some of his wishes.

Then he used his handsome face to fall in love with some little witches, and took the opportunity to hand me over to different people to launch an attack and drain my vitality.

Too bad he's an idiot. Speaking of which, Riddle laughed sarcastically.

Before I couldn't control him, it was only because I was too weak.

After collecting a lot of vitality and fear, and extracting the lives and souls of those twelve monsters, that Lockhart is just a toy in my eyes.

Then I helped him lift the curse, quietly modified his memory, and infused him with a lot of combat knowledge.

Otherwise, how could he have acted so bravely with this trash who only knows illusions and sneak attacks?

So he's out of order today, and it's all because of you? I don't think that pompous guy has the guts to stand up to the Ministry of Magic in public.

I'm just trying to satisfy his wish. Riddle nodded,

His talent is stronger than ordinary wizards, but he is not satisfied with this, and wants to become a celebrity like Dumbledore.

He is unwilling to follow the steps, and in order to take shortcuts, he chooses to study illusion and memory magic, and express himself through grand illusions.

It was using this combination that he successfully stole the memories of many people and successfully packaged himself.

But the Swimmer drowned, and was cursed by the old wizard on his last sneak attack.

He himself was a pompous person, and this arrogance was magnified again, even interfering with casting spells.

So he chose to stop this behavior, after all, he was not absolutely sure. But he couldn't give up fame and fortune, so he chose to become a teacher.

After all, according to his impression, besides reading textbooks, what else does a teacher do?

Of course, he was still unwilling in his heart. After all, he wanted to become the greatest person in the magic world, and even be recorded in the history of magic, so that everyone would know him.

Then I naturally want to fulfill his wish. I used part of the power of those monsters to unseal Lockhart, strengthened him, and taught him a devastating spell.

However, during this period, I quietly modified his memory, blurred his thinking ability, magnified the fantasy and desire in his mind, and made him unable to distinguish reality from illusion.

Under such circumstances, he is naturally unscrupulous and unrestrained, and has the courage to charge the Ministry of Magic in public, and he will also be unrestrained during the battle with you.

You see how merciful I am! Let him fulfill his wish once before he died, and finally die in a waking state.

Speaking of this, Riddle sighed, with a look of compassion.

I probably understand. Harry nodded, So now, you want to cooperate with me?

That's right, we are all geniuses and young, we can totally change the magic world, can't we?

You see, Dumbledore was easily kicked out of Hogwarts by me, and the reason was simply because the Ministry of Magic was too corrupt and some high-ranking people were too incompetent.

As pure-blood nobles, we have surnames with a long history, so naturally we should change this magical world!

Would you like to help me? Miss Halle? Riddle held out his hand to Harry, his voice very sincere.

The temptation full of magic appeared again, constantly trying to attract Harry.

Of course... I don't want to!

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(Thanks to Nine-Tailed Yanhu for the reward!)