[HP] The Elegance of the Night

Turning and turning along the tunnel, Harry's every nerve trembled uncomfortably, his scar began to ache again, and Harry gave himself Occlumency, a spell he had recently More and more proficient.Ron and Ellie followed closely behind him, and they carefully turned another corner, and finally found a solid wall in front of them.

"Open." Harry said in a low, hoarse hiss, and the two intertwined snakes with large emerald eyes carved on the stone wall separated, and the stone wall split from the middle and slowly slid to the sides and disappeared.

This is a narrow, dimly lit room, and the stone pillars coiled by giant snakes on both sides are mysteriously hidden in the darkness.Ron's wand broke, and Ellie had to hand him Lockhart's wand.The cubs walked cautiously with their wands in their hands, and the sound of their footsteps echoed hollowly and loudly among the ghostly walls.

"Why hasn't Black followed? Has this suspicious guy escaped?" Ron sniffed his nose nervously. He felt that the empty eye sockets of the stone snakes were always following them.

"Don't say that, Ron!" Ellie held the wand in both hands, her voice trembling.

When they came parallel to the last pair of stone pillars, there loomed a statue at the height of the room, clinging to the dark wall behind, covered with dust.

"Ginny!" Ron cried, and on the bare instep of the statue's robe lay a small black-robed figure lying face-down, with hair red as fire.

"Ginny! You don't die! Please, don't die!" Ron threw his wand aside, grabbed Ginny by the shoulders, and turned her over.Her face was as cold and bloodless as marble.Ron shook her desperately, begging in a low voice. "Ginny, please wake up, don't die!"

"Ron, calm down, Ginny is not dead!" Ellie stepped forward to persuade, at this time a voice sounded softly behind them: "She won't wake up."

Harry, who had been holding his wand alertly, heard the sound and pointed his wand quickly in the direction of the sound. A tall, dark-haired boy was leaning against the nearest stone pillar, watching them.The boy's outline was blurred, but Harry recognized him instantly.

"Tom—Tom ​​Riddle!"

The fuzzy boy nodded, his eyes fixed on Harry's face.

"It was you! It was you who killed Ginny!" Ron quickly picked up Lockhart's wand with red eyes. As soon as it was issued, Ron was blasted heavily into the statue by the huge reaction force.The wand rolled out of his hand and rolled down to the boy's feet.

"Oh, my God! Ron, are you okay?" Ellie covered her mouth, and Ron leaned stiffly next to Ginny, stiff all over.

"Unfortunately, he was backlashed by the magic." The boy bent down and picked up Lockhart's wand, playing with it between his slender fingers, "This wand isn't his, it just started beating in dissatisfaction .”

"Tom, are you a ghost?" Harry asked uncertainly, his green eyes were a little moist.

"It's a memory," the boy said calmly, "it's been kept in a diary for 50 years."

"You've got to help me, Tom." Harry's voice quivered. "We've got to get her out of here. There's a basilisk... I don't know where..."

"Harry!" Ellie interrupted him, a look of determination in the same green eyes as the savior, "don't trust him, he's..."

"Drowsy." A strange smile appeared on the corner of the boy's mouth.The girl struggled and shook twice, then fell down. "Be careful..." This was what she didn't finish.

"Tom..." Harry stared at the boy with wide eyes, as if he didn't understand.

"Harry Potter, I've been waiting a long time," said the boy. "I've been hoping for a chance to see you and talk to you, alone, just the two of us."

"We're in the Chamber of Secrets now, Tom!" Harry raised his wand, trying to break the spell on Ron and Ellie, "The basilisk can appear at any time."

"We must talk now!" The boy approached Harry, blocking his way, and Harry noticed that his blurry body was gradually becoming clear.

"It won't come unless it's called," said the boy happily. "I made Ginny write a suicide note on the wall and come down here. I've been waiting for you, Harry. I know you will here."

"It's you!" The blue-eyed boy lost his mind for a moment, and only then did he realize that the magic wand in the boy's hand was pointing at him.

"Tom, I don't understand..."

"I heard from Ginny that you met Voldemort twice," Tom said calmly, "Voldemort failed to kill you twice. I want to know how you narrowly escaped death?"

"I don't know, I don't know why Voldemort didn't kill me, maybe my mother died trying to save me," Harry said stiffly, "Tom, why did you do that! You opened the Chamber of Secrets? You put Ginny..."

Riddle's face contorted, and he interrupted Harry to force a grin. "It turned out to be like this. Your mother died to save you. Yes, that is a very effective spell to break the curse. I understand now." The boy's calm voice was full of hatred.

"I thought you were special, Harry Potter, we were all half-bloods, both orphans, both raised by Muggles, maybe after the great Slytherin himself, into Hogwarts Only two Parseltongues. We even look a little bit alike... But after all, it turns out you just escaped me by luck."

"Escaped from you?" Harry stood there, somewhat at a loss.

"You let me down, Harry." The boy raised his wand, "I think you should understand." He said softly, "Voldemort, it's my past, present and future..."

He drew a few times in the air with Lockhart's spell and wrote three shiny names: Tom Marvolo Riddle

Then he waved his wand, and the letters switched places automatically, and it became: I am Voldemort (IAmLordVoldemort)

"See?" The boy smiled triumphantly, "I used this name when I was studying at Hogwarts. Of course, it was only used for my closest friends. I know that one day, when I become The greatest wizard in the world, wizards everywhere dare not say that name easily!"

"Tom—" Harry trembled all over, his fists clenched, his nails digging deep into his flesh, "it's not true, you're lying to me, Tom. You're lying to me, Tom..."

The boy raised his eyebrows, Harry Potter, this thin boy let him down so much, he actually cried. "It's time to say goodbye, Harry—" There was a trace of cruelty in the boy's eyes, the great Voldemort was defeated by this boy twice, but this miracle will be ended by him, "No, it should be farewell, Harry Potter."

The teenager raised his wand, and the green-eyed boy closed his eyes. "Awa..."

"Expelliarmus!" said a voice that hadn't changed, soft and sticky.

"Igil Black." Tom Riddle turned around, and the Snake Court boy walked in with his wand raised without making a sound.

"Silence and silence? Very alert." Riddle was not unhappy because the spell was interrupted, but laughed out loud, "You have been eavesdropping, so you know who I am?"

"Voldemort?" Igil's tone was a little helpless, he looked directly at the boy's unrealized body, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes, "I think it's more appropriate to call you Tom Riddle, I'm surprised how you know my name."

"The diary," Riddle said, "for several months, little Ginny has been writing her thoughts in it, telling me all her secrets." When he spoke, his eyes never left Igil's face, he There was a look almost greedy in his eyes.

"You are better than what she said, I like your appearance and eyes, it makes me want to get you." The boy's almost teasing words made Igil's whole body stiff, and his beautiful black eyes almost spurted out fire.If it's just a solicitation that doesn't mention his looks, damn Tom, I'm going to tell Dad!Kick you out of Black's house.

"You have shown courage and determination, and you are of noble birth. You will become a rare Death Eater. I need someone like you, Igil Black, and you will get everything you want." There was a gleam in the boy's eyes. Lust, Igil looked at him, and then couldn't stop laughing, his laughter was full of sarcasm.

"Very well," said Tom Riddle, with more danger than the cruelest spell in his smooth voice, "if that's your choice, Blake, I'll have to send you on my way, and I can make Your family is strong again, maybe you can reconsider my suggestion."

In the dark corner, Salazar Slytherin smiled silently in the portrait, Tom, you brat, this is your retribution for torturing my old man.Igil looks a bit like Regulus, right?Didn't expect you to like this genre.But it's a pity that your real deity has already done everything you want to do more than ten years ago.The Black family doesn't need you to revive, and Igil Slytherin is not something a Horcrux can tease at will.

By the way, how long will the old man Dumbledore be hiding behind?That bird was almost crushed to death by him...

"There's no need to think about it." Igil smiled, "Maybe you should ask the savior." Igil's sarcastic words made Harry wake up.

"Blake!" the blue-eyed boy said angrily, "You're insulting me!" His fists were still clenched tightly. Voldemort was the murderer of his parents, and he would not let Voldemort go.

"Then show some fighting spirit, Potter." Igil chuckled, this stubborn expression was the savior he knew, and the fragile look just now really didn't suit him.

At this time, the sound of music floated from that place. The sound was illusory, ethereal and mysterious, and it was exciting to hear. The two little wizards and Riddle were attracted by this sound, and they froze there and forgot to speak.

Flames erupted from the top of the stone pillar nearest them, and suddenly a crimson bird the size of a crane descended from the sky and played her strange music on the vaulted ceiling.

"Fox?" Harry was so startled that he couldn't breathe, the big bird flew straight towards him, and dropped a tattered thing at Harry's feet.

"It's a phoenix..." Riddle glared at it viciously, "Dumbledore found a helper for you, and brought the broken sorting hat from the school."

"Then I'm going to find a helper too." The teenager opened his mouth, and a cold hiss came out of his mouth [Talk to me, Slytherin—the greatest of the Hogwarts Big Four] For a moment, Igil was thankful that only the Parsel Whisperer could understand what he was talking about. His ancestor Salazar Slytherin, after Igil saw his true face, was deeply ashamed of his narcissism .

The huge stone face of Slytherin moved and opened its mouth under Harry's surprised gaze. Something moved in the statue's mouth and slid down from the depths of the statue.A gigantic object fell to the stone floor so violently that the secret room trembled.

[Kill them.] Riddle hissed.The basilisk moved towards the young wizards, its heavy body gliding slowly across the dusty ground.

Harry closed his eyes and fled to the side. The huge body of the basilisk did not attack him, but just looked back and forth between the two boys, as if wondering who to attack first.

Fawkes made a bird cry and swooped down, his long golden beak piercing the basilisk's head. 【Hiss... Painful...】The basilisk screamed, and Igil hit Fox with a binding spell, almost hitting Fox.

"Have you figured it out, Blake?" Riddle grinned harshly.Harry couldn't help opening his eyes a tiny slit, trying to see what was going on.

"I just don't want to see the basilisk in Slytherin being bullied by a stupid bird." Igil issued another binding spell.Fox yelled a few times to dodge, Baslisk took the opportunity to flick the phoenix to the corner of the wall with a flick of his tail.

"Riddle, it's ironic that Slytherin came out of your mouth." Igil snorted coldly, and Basilisk took advantage of the victory to chase and slapped Fox away again.

"Then go die." The boy said cruelly, hissing in the cold snake language, [Kill the standing boy] Basilisk left the disabled Fox and swam towards Igil. "Run, Blake!" It was Harry screaming.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Igil was already circled by the basilisk, and he was bound so tightly that he couldn't move.Hiss... Basilisk's cold tongue licked Igil's face, and Harry closed his eyes.

"What are you doing, you idiot snake!" Riddle shouted angrily in Harry's ears, and the basilisk licked Igil's face back and forth, but it didn't bite.

"It seems that Slytherin's basilisks don't bite the students of their own house, huh..." Igil's laughter was drowned in Baslisk's saliva.

"This damned waste..." Riddle raised the wand in his hand angrily, and instead of pointing at Igil, he pointed the wand at Harry Potter.In his opinion, Igil Black has lost his combat effectiveness, and the savior is the enemy he needs to deal with most.

Ding... Something fell out of the broken Sorting Hat that was patched. This crisp sound was especially loud in the empty secret room.Harry felt something long, hard under the hat.He pulled it out, and the gleaming silver sword showed his figure, and the hilt was studded with a dazzling ruby ​​the size of an egg.

"The famous Harry Potter is going to die," Riddle sneered, "look what Dumbledore brought you? A sword, what it can do. You will soon be with your dear Ma Mother Melon met...she kept you alive for another 12 years at the cost of her own life...but Voldemort finally killed you, in fact, you already knew he would do it. Farewell, I The boy... Ava..."

"Disarm you!" Igil's voice sounded again, and Riddle turned angrily, only to find that Basilisk was tied into a bow.

"How dare you turn your back to the enemy, you are not a real person, you are not afraid of our magic?" Igil stroked Basilisk's bright snake skin and said, "But the disarming spell is still useful for wands—Harry Well done Potter!"

Riddle turned to find the blue-eyed kid holding his diary.The silly bird that was crippled just now was flying beside him.

Fox really deserved to be called a phoenix, shedding tears silently in the corner for a while, then came alive again, and while Igil and Riddle were dealing with each other, it left the crucial diary on the savior.

"Goodbye, Tom!" Harry didn't hesitate this time, he raised the sword and plunged it straight into the center of the diary.With a terrible, sustained, eardrum-piercing scream, jets of ink spurted violently from the diary.Riddle twisted, struggled, and kept waving his arms, screaming, and then... he disappeared.

"..." Yigil watched silently, until the young Riddle disappeared, and then he exhaled heavily.The horcrux with 16-year-old memories is crazy and irrational, which is all caused by the incompleteness of the soul. Fortunately, his father no longer pursues this ridiculous immortality.

The blue-eyed boy watched Riddle disappear little by little, with a vague expression, at this moment a sigh came into his mind from the scar on his forehead.

"Harry..."

The blue-eyed boy was trembling all over, and barely stood still by propping up the ground with his sword.The relaxation at the moment of killing the diary released his Occlumency.

Tom, you liar!The boy screamed at the top of his head.

No one knew that Ellie's black note was emitting a faint, evil black light at this time...