Hogwarts wizard

"Voldemort will be reborn, and you, Jellal and Harry, will become the next Voldemort!"

Before Riddle disappeared, he left behind such a sentence. Jellal didn't pay attention to it at all, but he was just struggling to his death.

Jellal drew it with his hand, "Sorry, it's a bit difficult. The letters in Harry's and mine's names really can't form the word Voldemort."

Shaking his head with deep regret, Riddle died directly in grief.

"You are simply Slytherin's nemesis..."

He was a good person, but unfortunately he had a mouth. He was from Slytherin and often said something Jellal said. Only then did Hermione realize how correct this sentence was.

"Haha, kids, thanks to you, I have writing material again."

Lockhart woke up at this time, and he saw Jellal and the others defeated Voldemort. God, even if Riddle was only the Voldemort fifty years ago, that would still be something to be proud of!

He was rummaging around on his body, damn, he was dragged over by Harry and the others, and he didn't even bring his wand with him!

The one closest to him was Ron who had not yet woken up. He picked up a knife next to him and said, "Don't come over here. If I move my hand even slightly, you will never see him again."

He groped around Ron's body until he got Ron's wand, "It was broken into two pieces, but it doesn't affect its use!"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Hermione asked. She used to admire Lockhart, but after seeing him escape from the battlefield with her own eyes, her mind has completely changed.

"Oh, Hermione, my fan, I have read your letter. I believe you will be able to see my new work soon. Salazar's Journey into the Chamber of Secrets? Or The Death of Voldemort? Both seem good.

By the way, you will lose your memory, don’t be afraid, even if you see it, it is just as a reader, maybe you will all become my fans! "

Lockhart pointed his wand at several people, and he kept saying that everything he did could be used as a way to show off, and he seemed to enjoy it.

"Liar! You will be punished!"

"Until this secret, I have lost my memory. You should know that if I didn't have some housekeeping skills, I wouldn't be where I am now."

At this time, Jellal and the others were all out of power and had no ability to resist at all.

"Forget it all!"

"Bang!" Lockhart flew backwards. Obviously, his magic hit himself.

"How pitiful." Hermione said, but her tone was not pity, but full of ridicule.

She once did regard Lockhart as her idol, but she didn't expect that it was all false. What she wanted to do now was to tell Dean Dumbledore about his crimes!

"Who am I? Where am I?"

Although he can no longer do evil at all!

"Ron, Ron..." Jellal slapped Ron, and Ron suddenly woke up, "Jeral!"

He hugged Jellal, "I felt that I almost died..."

"Don't worry, it's alright."

On the other hand, Harry also woke up Ginny.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to tell Harry, "It wasn't me, it was Riddle who asked me to do it. I'm so scared, I can't control myself... The scarlet writing on the wall... go look for it at Jellal's place." The diary... I want to throw it away, but I can’t get rid of it.”

Ginny was crying as Harry held her in his arms, "It's okay, it's all over!"

It seemed like he was trying to find some peace.

"Salazar has always wanted to eliminate those Muggle-born wizards, so he left this secret room. We should see if there are any other hidden dangers in the secret room." Jellal said, the power of the basilisk is very high. Yes, but the idea of ​​using basilisks to eliminate all Muggle-born wizards is a bit fanciful.

Hermione nodded. Her curiosity had always been strong, otherwise she wouldn't have been wanting to prepare Polyjuice Potion.

There were roads criss-crossing under the secret room, and I didn’t know which direction to go, but at this time a few people did not disperse. As for Lockhart, he didn’t remember who he was, but he felt that it was eerie and terrifying, so he followed Jellal and the others. Several people.

I thought I would find something, but I didn't expect that there was really only the basilisk in the secret room. Ron sighed, and Harry didn't understand.

"You seem very disappointed."

"Indeed, I thought there would be treasures in this secret room, but to my surprise, there was nothing."

Ron regarded this secret room as a treasure cave. It was a good idea, but it didn't come true.

Jellal laughed when he heard the conversation between the two of them, "Maybe you should be lucky that there is nothing."

Several people laughed, and the haze of this period was directly dispelled by this kind of joke.

"Hiss..." The snake summoned by Malfoy crawled past them without saying hello to Jellal. He was probably preparing to escape, so Jellal didn't pay attention.

Harry was a little worried.

They are ready to go out now. They want to report the situation here to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore and Hagrid should be back.

"Jeral, you and Harry go, my legs are still weak..."

Hermione said, Harry and Jellal had regained some strength, but they were injured, I'm afraid they should go take a look first.

"Oh, sorry, let's take you to the infirmary first!"

Only then did Jellal react. He only wanted to solve the problem, but he ignored the fact that several people were injured.

Hermione and the others nodded, they really needed to be treated now.

When they arrived at the principal's office, Dumbledore hadn't returned yet, but an owl dropped a letter, which turned into ashes and said, "Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

Jellal and Harry were waiting in the office. They didn't speak. At this time, both of them had their own thoughts.

When Jellal fought against Voldemort, he discovered that most of the magic Voldemort used was dark magic. Many of the spells they used were ineffective against dark magic.

But he saw in those ancient magic texts that white magic was better than black magic in the past, and could even restrain black magic. But why is this situation happening now? This is a question worth pondering. .

Has black magic become stronger with the development of the times, or is it that the spells they use have changed and are fundamentally different from before?

Or both, he must check the information to see what solution there is. From Voldemort's words, he can know that Voldemort will come back again!

The Voldemort of fifty years ago was already so powerful, but the Voldemort of twelve years ago...

He couldn't even imagine it!

"Hey kids, I already know the matter." Dumbledore hung the clothes on the hanger as soon as he came in, his movements were very skillful.

"The board of directors has decided to bring me back, and it's up to me to handle the rest of the matter."

Dumbledore knew that they were still children after all, and there were some things they didn't know.

"Dean Dumbledore, I..."

Harry was hesitant. He had a question he wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to ask it.

"Harry, if there is anything you can tell me directly, maybe I can solve it." Dean Dumbledore felt that this child seemed to be in a state of anxiety sometimes, especially when he encountered things he was unsure about.

"He said that one day Jellal and I would become the next Voldemort."

Harry expressed his thoughts, which made Dumbledore a little amused, "So you are afraid?"

Harry nodded, "I don't want to be called that kind of person."

When he said this, Harry felt very relaxed.

"Geral, what do you think?" Dumbledore did not reply immediately, but asked Jellal.

Jellal shook his head, "I don't know, maybe I should be a Slytherin."

"Do you know dark magic?" Dumbledore asked.

Jellal shook his head, "Not at all."

Dumbledore knew that Gerald had secretly learned dark magic, but he had not succeeded.

"Harry, how did you kill the basilisk."

"With a sword..."

"That's Godric Gryffindor's sword. The fact that you can pull it out and use it shows that you are all children with pure nature. You don't need to question yourself. You are the best Gryffindor... …”

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Gerald and Harry nodded, and they had been stuck in a strange circle.

In fact, no matter how things develop, as long as Jellal and Harry can always maintain their true intentions, what does it matter about other things!

"Don't forget your original intention."

"Why are you back?" Lucius Malfoy walked in.

Behind him was an elf.

Jellal was surprised when he saw it, "Dobby! I didn't expect you to be a house elf of the Malfoy family."

Dobby didn't speak. He looked at Harry with an apologetic look. His master didn't let him speak. He couldn't speak at this time...

"Hogwarts became a mess without me, and since things have been sorted out, I can naturally be reinstated."

Dumbledore's tone sounded a little flat, but Jellal knew very well that he must be happy in his heart at this time.

"Dean Dumbledore, it's better not to be happy too early, or extreme joy may lead to sorrow."

After hearing his words, Dumbledore took out the diary that was already in ruins. "Voldemort split his soul fragments into this diary. I don't know. Maybe he separated more soul fragments... …”

Dumbledore was a little worried. He felt that he should tell Lucius, maybe he would lead someone to destroy all Voldemort's relics!