Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

The moment Les pointed it out, Riddle felt an extremely bad feeling in his heart, as if he would be torn into pieces by the roaring spell in the next second.

He immediately dodged to the side, and the next second, there was an explosion from where he was standing.

Riddle was convinced that if the spell just hit him, although he would not die, he would definitely have to go back to the diary to recuperate.

Why did the situation suddenly deteriorate like this? Riddle couldn't understand. Didn't he and Rice get along very well? Why did he suddenly say a lot of cruel words to himself and then take action?

However, although Rice's attack surprised him, Riddle would not just stand there and act as a target. In his opinion, it was still possible to deal with Rice and then find an opportunity to escape.

He decisively used Ginny's wand to fight back.

"Oolong comes out of the hole!"

Riddle squandered a huge amount of magic power as if it were free of charge, and he mobilized all the magic power he had extracted from Ginny in the past few months. After this battle, even if he could escape, he would have to rest for a while - it would be best to find a new little wizard to draw strength from.

Dozens of black snakes emerged from the tip of Ginny's wand, landed on the ground, and spat out snakes at Les.

"That's enough. How dare you use the spell I invented against me?" Although Rice's own wand was knocked away by Riddle through the disarming spell, he still had a spare one. However, no matter what aspects of his youth, Riddle was not at a level where he needed to use a wand to deal with it, so Les did not take out the spare wand. After all, it was a Hufflepuff thing. Keep it brand new as well.

Looking at the black snakes all over the ground, Les just snapped his fingers and they turned into wisps of black smoke.

"Go!" Black smoke drifted toward Riddle.

Although he didn't know what would happen if he encountered the black smoke, Riddle still distanced himself from the smoke in front of him without hesitation.

He waved his magic wand, and a gust of wind blew up in the secret room. The black smoke was swept into the wind, and it only lasted for a moment before being shattered and dissipated.

Riddle wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but Rice's various spells followed him like gangrene, leaving him no room to fight back.

He tried his best to parry Les's attack - he still took advantage of his spiritual body. Several spells had hit him. If he had been a normal mortal body, he would have been unable to move. , but Riddle's current state is similar to that of a ghost. As long as he has enough vitality, he can ignore these injuries.

To make matters worse, Riddle vaguely felt that Rice on the opposite side seemed to be letting off steam. Several times, his spells could obviously cause more damage, but he chose to stop them...

It’s like I’m testing him!

boom!

Riddle released an extremely powerful explosive spell, blowing dozens of floor tiles into powder. Under the cover of the explosion, Riddle, who had turned translucent, reattached himself to Ginny, and then ran away suddenly in the direction away from Rice.

What an amazing sense of oppression? ! He was just standing there, casting spells with his bare hands, and he was almost suffocating! The last person who gave me such a sense of oppression was Albus Dumbledore - no, when I met Dumbledore, I was just eleven years old and could only use magic instinct to intimidate. Little children orphaned. I am now more than a hundred times stronger than before, but within his sight, I am no different from a swaddled baby!

Who is the "young man" in front of me?

"Hey, don't destroy the floor tiles here!" A somewhat angry voice came from the smoke generated by the explosion. The next moment, Ginny, who was possessed by Riddle, fell heavily to the ground - he found that he suddenly Unable to move.

Petrification spell? When was it?

Rice ignored Riddle who was throwing himself on the ground. He called Ginny's wand into his hand and began to repair the floor tiles damaged by Riddle.

Fortunately, the damage caused was not the kind that could not be repaired.

Les used a simple repair spell to restore the floor to its original state.

After repairing the floorboard that Riddle had broken, he looked towards where Ginny had fallen and caught her eyes.

The next moment, Les appeared in a sea of ​​withered dandelions.

Les knew that Riddle was pulling him into Ginny's soul world - that was his intention, and Riddle would save himself trouble by doing this.

"This place should be very beautiful." Les leaned down, picked a withered dandelion from the ground, and watched it turn into a handful of ashes in his palm.

"What on earth are you?" Riddle's shocked voice came from not far away.

Les raised his head casually, and then Riddle caught his eye.

Riddle in the soul world has changed a lot from the outside. His appearance is exactly the same, but only half of his body is left, as if he was split open by something forcefully.

Hundreds of root-like things sprouted from the crack, taking root in the sea of ​​flowers and absorbing nutrients.

"Horcrux." Les smiled contemptuously, "It's really ugly..."

"You have the nerve to accuse me?!" Riddle couldn't hold it any longer. In his eyes, Rice's appearance was much more terrifying than his own. He was at least half human. However, the Rice standing in front of him at this moment was A monster whose entire body was covered in snake scales. And the face covered with snake scales was also very strange. Half of the face looked like that of a young man, and the other half looked like an old man.

On the "junction line" between youth and old, the two states are slowly "fighting", creating a protrusion on the other side from time to time, and then being swallowed up bit by bit due to the lack of follow-up.

"Tom, there is no perfect way to live forever in the world, but I dare say that my method is the closest to perfection." Rice looked at his appearance, shrugged his shoulders, and said to Riddle.

Riddle: Are you quite proud?

"So what are you?" He couldn't help but ask for the second time.

Les glanced at him, raised his hand, and the name [Les Chasala Lint] appeared in the air.

"Reintroduction, my name is Salazar Slytherin." Les said softly.

As he spoke, the letters that formed "Les Chasara Lint" were also changing rapidly, and finally the name "Salazar Slytherin" was formed.

Riddle felt as if his head had been hit hard with a hammer.

"This, this, how is this possible!" He kept repeating one sentence like crazy.

"How is it impossible? An insect like you can survive, so it's normal for me to live a few more years, right?" Les said with a smile.

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The second update is here

The next update will be at midnight~

This Lockhart looks more and more like Riddle...