[HP-DH] The second generation of the Big Four

The basilisk at Hogwarts is 900 years old.

In the long time, the basilisk must have enough food to survive.So Harry believes that the Forbidden Forest must have a secret passage leading to Hogwarts.

And the eight-eyed spiders obviously knew where their enemies' lairs were.

Faced with the threat of the two, the hapless spider had no choice but to lead them to the most terrifying place in the woods.

It was a swamp, intertwined with various green vines.Spreading on the ground, floating in the water... Scattered fragments of white bones, revealing a deathly silence.

"I can't go anymore." The spider said with a click.

"Where is the entrance?"

"Over there!" said the spider, taking advantage of the moment they turned their heads and ran away quickly.

Harry and Hermione ignored it, and Hufflepuff held his wand aloft, and after waiting for a while, caught the spell-flying broom.

"Hold on, Hermione," said Harry, driving the broom across the swamp.They carefully avoided the vines that seemed difficult to deal with, and rushed towards the huge cave on the other side of the swamp.

It can be seen from the fact that there is no grass at the entrance of the cave, it is relatively flat, and there are traces of sliding on the ground. It can be seen that there is a big guy haunting here all the year round, at least twenty feet long.

Basilisk.

Harry and Hermione didn't speak, and continued to fly forward.Until a huge original iron gate blocked their way, on which there were two snakes intertwined with each other, inlaid with emerald eyes.

[Open]

Harry said, and the round door burst open.A long, slippery tunnel with no end in sight appeared before their eyes.Hermione carefully held up her glowing wand, sitting on guard behind Harry and letting the broomsticks take them all the way up.

She was worried that she would meet the basilisk, that huge monster might be hiding in a corner, silently, and could bite the intruder at any moment.

But fortunately, they arrived at the hall very smoothly.

In the long, dimly lit marble room.Many stone pillars engraved with coiled and entangled snakes stand tall and support the ceiling that melts in the darkness of the heights. Against the light, they cast long and treacherous black shadows on the entire room filled with green and mysterious atmosphere.

And in the middle of the room, stood a huge stone statue.Beneath the statue, on the smooth floor between his feet, lay an unconscious young man.He was wearing a sky-blue robe, and his head was facing them.His hand drooped, his palm spread out, and the Merlin badge representing honor lay quietly in his palm.

Harry's eyes widened slightly - it was Gilderoy Lockhart.

He hurried over, and after seeing Lockhart's stiff, bloodless face, his eyes quickly searched around - where... where... how could there be no...

Hermione looked around, "Where's Malfoy?"

"This way, girl." A voice said softly.At the same time, the sound of flames bursting out one after another in the quiet hall, clusters of green flames scrambling to rise from the fire racks of the stone pillars.

Not far away, in the dim and bright flames, a boy with pale blond hair came out from behind the stone pillar.His gray-blue eyes looked at this side motionlessly, and his thin lips were pressed into a stiff straight line.

And on his shoulder, there was a pale, bloodless finger covered with veins.The owner of the hand had a snake face that was paler than a skeleton, and the red eyes on it shone with scarlet light.

"Welcome." Voldemort opened his hands and took a few steps forward, "Welcome, my guests."

His eyes fell on Harry's face, which contorted into a weird smile.

"It's not easy, Harry Potter!" Voldemort sighed, "It's very difficult to see you!"

"Didn't you see it?" Hermione's interjection caught Voldemort's attention.His cold eyes swept over, and his voice was cruel, "You have no place to speak here, little mudblood girl."

"What about you, Voldemort? What about you?" Harry sneered, "You always refuse to face yourself, the half of your blood in your body."

Voldemort looked at him, his eyes narrowed slightly, "It seems that you know a lot, a lot...much more than I imagined. But what can it prove? It can prove that the old madman Dumbledore has given you That way of yours—don't be kidding! It's all just luck, Harry Potter."

"It's like this time, but a small trick has played you around. Dumbledore tried his best but failed to find the heir of Slytherin—how could he have thought that Gilderoy Lockhart, who is unlearned and incompetent? The teaching of the art will be the key." Voldemort let out a cold, piercing laugh.

"How easy it is to let a fame-loving incompetent open up like a part of me. I don't even need to tell him what to do - every day, always wearing the Order of Merlin, showing off everywhere .Thanks to him, my plan went smoothly. And your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor obviously didn't realize this, he didn't even realize that a part of me was controlling him."

The Dark Lord talked about how Lockhart opened up his soul like a part of him, and how he created the petrification event.And the reason why he did this was for only one purpose, that is to win Harry Potter.

He wanted to be resurrected, with the blood of his enemies - of course Harry knew that.

"Why beat around the bush?" The blue-eyed boy raised his lips, "How about I tell you? I know more than you think."

Harry's words made Voldemort laugh amusedly. He opened his palms and said hypocritically, "Please, boy."

Harry Potter wasn't afraid of him, not at all.This realization both annoyed and excited Voldemort.The Dark Lord must be feared by all, even his sworn enemy, the boy who survived the Dark Lord.But it was precisely because of this that the boy who had made him a taste of failure really shouldn't be afraid of him.That was his opponent, and it wouldn't be interesting if it wasn't special enough.

"You're eyeing Lockhart, he's a really good candidate. It's very easy, people with desire are always easier to control. You have Morgan Le Fay Avalon replacing the Order of Merlin, by the way, Avalon is Your servant?"

"Of course she is," said Voldemort, "my most loyal servant!"

A wall in the secret room suddenly disappeared, and a woman in a black robe came out from it.

"It's all ready, master." She said respectfully.Waving the wand in his hand, a huge cauldron with white smoke appeared in the hall.

Flames sprang up under the cauldron, making the sound of boiling water.

"So you've already planned it?" Harry was wary, trying to get more words out of Voldemort, "A part of you didn't seem up to the task at first, so you asked Avalon to assist him, On Halloween."

Voldemort nodded, encouraging Harry to continue.

"Then let's talk about a part of you." Harry knew the topic was coming, he quietly took his wand in his hand, and looked directly at Voldemort, "It should be very weak, so weak that it can only use snakes Speech-controlled basilisk... You said it was part of you, what could it be? Your soul?"

Harry didn't tell, but it was enough to surprise Voldemort.

"Boy!" he said murderously in his voice, "you're a little too clever—but smart people don't live very long. Of course, the great Black Duke will make you live longer. I need your blood." , the blood of the enemy, go and help me achieve my goal. You will witness the moment of the Dark Lord's resurrection, I promise. But you should learn some lessons before that-Little Malfoy!"

The Dark Lord gave a cry, and a cruel red light flashed in his eyes.He beckoned to Slytherin, beckoning him to come. "The great Black Duke will give you a chance, a chance to reform and make a clean break with Potter." He said almost cruelly, pushing Draco in front of Harry and Hermione.

"Hold your wand, Slytherin, you know what you're about to do."

"Boy!" Voldemort commanded, raising his voice, cold and piercing, "don't make me say it a second time!"

Draco bowed his head, motionless, as if resisting Voldemort's orders.Just when Voldemort was about to be impatient, Slytherin tightened his grip on the wand, and finally lifted it up slowly—the corner of Voldemort's mouth showed a ferocious and cheerful smile, but just as he watched this scene with satisfaction At that moment, Slytherin quickly aimed his wand at himself.

A white light galloped from Draco's wand, passed through Voldemort's body, and hit the stone pillar behind him.

The failed blow ignited the Dark Lord's wrath.

"kill him!"

"Be careful!" Harry yelled, but it was too late!Avalon held up his wand, the core sparked a green light, "Avada—"

With a "bang", a dazzling red light streaked across the long tail.Before the spell was cast, the wand in Morgan Le Fay Avalon's hand was knocked out, flipped an arc in the air, and flew into the hand of Ron who cast the spell.

"All right, Malfoy?" Ron smugly arrived just in time.

He held two struggling roosters in his hands, clucking and fluttering countless chicken feathers.

Seeing something wrong, Voldemort turned around angrily, and hissed at the face of the stone statue—"Speak to me, Slytherin—the greatest of the Hogwarts Big Four."

The huge stone face moved, and its mouth slowly opened, getting bigger and bigger, and finally formed a huge black hole.There was a rustling gliding sound from inside, and then, the huge figure of the basilisk crawled out from inside.

"Close your eyes!"

Harry yelled, but before the basilisk could move, he heard the scream of the big snake.Hermione's emblem - the defensive badge Harry made. Before handing it to the girl, he not only made a defensive spell, but also some small attack spells - among them, the blinding basilisk Eye sickness curse.

When the basilisk said the word "kill", the courtyard emblem with the memory spell launched defense and attack.A bubble spell appeared on Hermione's head, and at the same time, several rays of light of different colors went straight towards the basilisk.

"Good job!" Ron praised, facing the two bloody black holes of the basilisk, Gryffindor rolled up his sleeves and planned to do a big job.

Unfortunately, a voice stopped him, along with three other restless little trolls.

"What reason gave you such an illusion? It made you think that four second-year wizards can kill a basilisk?" At the door of the hall, the head Slytherin in a black robe appeared There, behind him, there were McGmileva, Felius Flitwick, Pomona Sprout—a lot of them, and the four principals of Hogwarts were all present!

The author has something to say:

I was wondering whether to kill the main soul. . . .

In other words, can you understand it? ╮(╯▽╰)╭That is to say, the main soul wants to use Harry's blood to resurrect, and then the Horcrux that originally used Nagini (Nagini was made when Voldemort killed Riddle's administrator) now Made into the Order of Merlin.A weak Horcrux (definitely weak, this is the seventh Horcrux).Lockhart opened his heart to the Order of Merlin, which allowed the Horcrux to take control of him.Then, there are some explanations in the next chapter. . . .

Do you guys really not understand? QAQ I’m so sad, this article has neither favorites nor comments, how can I persist. . . .Even if you think there are shortcomings, just say it, how will I know if you don't tell me. . . . .