[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

"You're—" Harry was startled, "You're Tom Riddle!"

Riddle nodded, his smile was very gentle smudged by the dim candlelight.

Harry was still looking around carefully, he was worried that the basilisk would suddenly rush out from behind a certain stone pillar. "Have you seen Ginny? Weasley, a red-haired, short, thin girl." He walked forward while talking, and at a certain moment, he suddenly realized that Riddle It was weird—the boy seemed to be standing behind a foggy window. "Are you okay?" He wondered if Riddle was a person or a ghost.

"I can't tell you now." Riddle said politely.

At this time, Harry saw Ginny behind him, panicked for a moment, and rushed forward.He squatted down and shook Ginny desperately, but Ginny showed no sign of waking up. "Riddle, I need your help..." He lifted Ginny's head, "We have to get her out of here, there is a basilisk nearby, it may appear to attack us at any time, please help... "

Riddle just bent down and picked up Harry's wand on the ground, with a weird smile on his lips.

"You—" Harry finally realized, his knees were weakened by the heavy weight of Ginny, "please give me back my wand..."

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Christo woke up again, and the sound of ethereal and mysterious music echoed in the secret room.She groped to sit up, looking around, it looked like she had been moved.What should she do now?She thought for a while, and finally made up her mind.The potion rolled into her empty stomach and burned. She frowned and rested for a while before rubbing her joints and standing up.The wall was wet and sticky, and she suppressed her nausea and walked out slowly while supporting the wall.Suddenly, she vaguely heard the conversation between Riddle and another person.

This is a little troublesome, she thought to herself.But her pace still did not stop.

The field of vision gradually became clearer.Not far away, Riddle was fiddling with his wand, his entire face contorted with mockery.The other person turned his back to her, and on his shoulder was a big crimson bird, the size of a crane, with a golden tail as long as a peacock's.

"...Okay, Harry, I'm going to teach you a little lesson..." As soon as Riddle opened his mouth, Christo understood, and she hesitated whether to step forward.Riddle had already walked among the towering stone pillars, he stopped and raised his head, Christo followed his gaze and noticed the stone statue hidden in the darkness.

Christo couldn't understand what he said, but suddenly, the face of the stone sculpture moved, its mouth opened, forming a huge black hole, and there was the sound of rustling and sliding, and something moved. Coming out of the hole.

Christo's pupils constricted suddenly, it was a basilisk.The behemoth was suddenly dropped to the stone floor, the secret room trembled, and Christo felt her head dizzy even more.She was relieved to see Harry close his eyes.

"How long are you going to stay there?" Riddle suddenly turned sideways, looking at the messy Christo with disheveled hair in front of him, he smiled more wantonly, "Do you think you can count on him? Or count on him?" Dumbledore's stupid phoenix, or that old patched and heavily patched Sorting Hat?" He snorted softly, "Stand over here and watch the show." His eyes turned to Harry, who was being taken by the boy The basilisk stumbled after it.

Christo stopped ten steps away from Riddle. "I wouldn't count on you anyway."

Riddle smiled nonchalantly, Krystal's insistence was not as funny as Harry's embarrassment, but within a moment, he had to turn his head in astonishment, the wand in his hand was taken away, and Kerry Stowe - her slender fingers toyed with a wand - the wand he'd taken from Harry.

"Silent spell? Wandless spell?" He quickly recovered his expression, and said sinisterly, "I really underestimated you."

Christo just showed a confident smile and didn't answer.

The phoenix was circling with the basilisk, and its long golden beak stabbed fiercely at the basilisk's head. The basilisk frantically swung its tail, and Harry dodged around.

"Catch it, Harry—" she yelled suddenly, and immediately the wand in her hand drew a parabola.

Riddle was furious, and quickly pulled out the second wand: "Wand..." He had just finished chanting the flying spell, when he heard Christo chanting the spell quickly, "Avada Kill me!"

The green light quickly sank into his body.The sudden change made him startled, and suddenly, he laughed wildly, "What about the death curse, I am only a soul now, you can't kill me!" He still looked at her incredulously, no staff death curse?But he soon reassured.Those families that have been passed down for hundreds of years do not have a few unknown ancient magics, but the price required to use these magics is often beyond the reach of ordinary people.As for the one in front of him, it seems that he has not realized that the disaster is about to come.

Kristo tilted her head, her long golden hair was hanging on her chest, her brows were covered by her disheveled bangs, and the corners of her curved lips showed a bit of innocent gloating: "That's it, but, how can I I think you have become more transparent."

Riddle raised his arm, and the skin that was already close to solidification became blurred again at this moment.He glared at Krystal through gritted teeth, his wand aimed at her.

Christo didn't move, just raised her head, her sapphire blue eyes were shining.She looked serious: "What if I use one more, or ten more?"

"No, it's impossible! You can't do it, two wandless spells, one of which is advanced black magic! You can't do it again!" Riddle looked at her contemptuously. He enjoyed the momentary expression of panic.He continued: "I wanted to let you go, I need your help, but it's better not to be a disloyal servant. Let you watch Harry die before sending you to see Merlin, and regret your wrong choice !"

Christophe's face seemed to turn paler, she resisted, her voice was small and thin: "I am not your servant!" She looked around in a panic, and finally pointed in Harry's direction, with Somewhat joyful, he said tremblingly: "Voldemort, did you see that both eyes of your basilisk have been pecked out!"

"Damn it!" Riddle noticed the painful purring sound of the basilisk, and he screamed, "Get off that bird! Get off! He's behind you! Smell him! Kill him !Kill him!" When he turned his head, the pity in his eyes became even stronger: "I originally planned to show you the beautiful scene of Harry being torn apart by the basilisk, but now, I have changed my mind!"

"Why!" Christo exclaimed.

The corners of Riddle's lips curled up: "I have to give Harry a little stimulation, maybe he will be bitten by the basilisk when he panics, what do you think!"

Kristo shook her head desperately, and stepped back.

"Torn apart!" Riddle yelled, seeing Christo's fear in his eyes—her lips trembling, one hand waving, the other trembling uncontrollably.He laughed out loud. "Let Harry see you being..."

He couldn't speak anymore, his eyes froze in their sockets.

Christophe Ann stood in front of her, the light of the spell was annihilated half an arm away from her, a small smile curled up on the corner of her lips, and Riddle sensed a deep sense of sarcasm in it.

"Impossible!" He screamed, and suddenly his voice became extremely shrill, "No—"

The notebook that was left on the ground suddenly spewed out large streams of ink.

Riddle twisted, struggled, waved his wand, and screamed.

Christo briskly walked in front of him: "You want to kill me early? Coincidentally, I do too. I don't want Harry to deal with the basilisk, and then see how I can deal with you with black magic. Then I have to How many words does it take to explain?" She had time to watch the wand Riddle had relied on to save herself, being licked by the flames and reduced to ashes.

She continued: "Surprised, isn't it? Why not the Killing Curse? I was thinking at the time, how could I have so many chances to cast the Killing Curse again? So——I thought of this spell, which can kill everything A spell that burns things, Voldemort, surely you know what that is?"

Riddle stared at her, the blazing flames burned his body, the pain made his young face no longer look handsome, he stretched out his hand, trying to grab Christo.

His ferocious scorched hand barely stopped, unable to push any further, he roared angrily.Christo raised her right hand and pointed at him.He was angry and regretful——he finally saw the short, emerald green wand half covered by the long sleeves under the small hand.

It used to be on Krystal's long blond hair.

So, just two silent spells.

But it was too late, his figure became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.The pure and bright flame was still burning, and it was not extinguished until Christo uttered the undoing spell.The secret room returned to its dim appearance.

Kristo's feet went limp and she sat on the ground.Her heart was still beating violently in her chest, and she couldn't imagine what would happen if Voldemort found out about her intentions.Fortunately, Merlin was on her side. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, took out a bottle of potion from her purse and drank it.

While resting, she looked at the place where Voldemort disappeared.Suddenly, she bent her lips, and a soft smile spread on the corners of her lips.

She remembered the encounter before school started.The little golden snitch was held in her palm, and stupid Draco tried and failed to break the spell again and again.How did he know that it was too cold, she wore long hair, and she hid the magic wand in her sleeve.Whenever he recited the spell, she always used the silent spell slowly, and added it after undoing it.To this day, she can still remember Draco's shame and anger.

So, she just thought of that way.At the moment when Riddle chanted the spell, he first used the silent spell to resist the attack, and then he did say the Fiendfire Curse in a low voice. Riddle was too conceited, he believed in his own judgment too much, and he waited until the spell took effect. Realizing that moment, she used two spells instead of one.

"Kerry, how long are you going to sit still!" Harry's distressed voice came through.

Christo looked up at him, and he was already standing on top of the Slytherin stone sculpture, fighting the snake head with a silver sword.

"Of course until you kill it."

Harry still didn't forget to roll his eyes in his busy schedule: "If you don't come to help me, I will be bitten to death by it."

Christo said helplessly: "It's not like you don't know that snakes are what I'm most afraid of." In fact, the duel just now had consumed too much of her energy, and now she didn't even want to move a finger up.

A soft groan and groan sounded.Christo had more reasons: "Harry, come on! Ginny seems to be awake, I'll go and see her." When she crawled to Ginny, Ginny had already sat up, her blank eyes swept over the disheveled hair. Christophe, who was in a panic, fell to the place where Harry and the basilisk were fighting, and her last gaze was on the diary that was still lying in the ink, she shivered and gasped, Throwing into Christo's arms, weeping loudly: "Forgive me, McMillan, that's not what I said, it was Tom. Those things-I did it, there's nothing wrong with it-but I swear- I really didn't mean to..."

Christo didn't listen to a word, the only thought in her mind was that, hearing this voice, even Ginny was more energetic than her.

The author has something to say: No accidents, the next chapter of the Chamber of Secrets ends, 23333~~