[HP] Silver Green Pride

Walking in the dark and cold aisle, the atmosphere is even more eerie because of the sound of dripping water.

"That myrtle is really unlucky. She died at the hands of the basilisk. It's no wonder that people who are killed by the monster will become earth-bound spirits." The little white fox wagged its tail, trying to say something to ease the situation. After all, no matter how strong she is, she still can't get rid of her fear of the dark as a female.

"Well, it's very pitiful." Leaning his ear against the wall, he caught the almost non-existent echo, his eyes darkened.

Seeing An Ge like this, he also kept his mouth shut and his eyes became more cautious.

His face became a little more solemn, and Ange walked deeper without saying a word.

Suddenly, a small voice came from the darkness.

"Hermione, what happened to you?"

"Hermione...you...what's the matter with you?" Ron carefully looked at Hermione, looking at the person behind her.

"It's... really annoying." With a hint of impatience in her eyes, Hermione looked at Harry, her blood-red eyes gleaming with ominous and bloody light.

"Why is this idiot around, usually it's very hard, right?" It was obviously a gentle smile, but it was made by her at the moment, but it was also a bit more cold, high and hard to touch.

"It's okay." Harry twitched the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the other party, "Riddle, I warn you, get away from Hermione quickly."

"As you wish..." Riddle, who was possessed by Hermione, hooked his lips strangely, and a puff of smoke rose from Hermione's body, and Hermione fell down, but the next moment, she was swept up by the basilisk rise.

Riddle's body was translucent, but from that transparent outline, it could be seen that he was an extremely handsome man.

"Despicable!" Ron looked at this scene, wishing to step forward and tear Riddle's soul and body apart.

"Thank you." Riddle looked at Ron with a half-smile, and his blood-colored eyes became more and more scarlet. "But I prefer people to call me the Dark Lord."

He opened his hand and wiped it in the air, and a line of text emerged.

"Tom-Marvolo-Riddle"

"This is my original name." Riddle said with a smile, and then the combination of letters changed to form a new phrase.

"I-Am-L0rd-Volde—mort"

"But Voldemort is my past, present, and future." He smiled contentedly, but there was a kind of madness and undisguised existence in it, "This is the real me, the only me, Slytherin descendants of the greatest kings of the wizarding world."

"It's really unreasonable." In the dark, Ji Xue looked at this scene with complicated eyes.

Ange didn't speak, she lowered her head, held the wand in her palm, waved in the void, a starlight appeared in pieces, and turned into three Chinese characters in the air——

"Mo Qianfeng."

"Illusion into a thousand winds, unrestrained..." Mumbling what the woman once said to her by this name, the corners of her slightly raised lips became bitter, and with one hand, the Chinese characters became a line of English again.

"Angelena Blake"

Angelina Black, her first and last name in life.

No matter how nostalgic she was, Mo Qianfeng died, at the last moment of her previous life.

Even if she is unwilling to give up, but in this life, after all, there is no proof that this person, the experience and the existence of this name.

So she can only be Black, Angelina Black.The first and last name given by a man named Regulus.

Ji Xue glanced at Ange, looked at the changing characters in the void, her eyes were dim, but she didn't interrupt her actions with words, and only asked when the line of words disappeared, "Aren't you going to make a move?"

Looking at the atmosphere below, it is basically life and death, one side will not die and the other will never give up. If there is no one who comes out to disrupt the situation at this time, then it is conceivable...

Ange smiled slightly, took out a spray bottle from his pocket, and then took out a small electric blower to blow on.

After turning on the power, she lightly pressed the spray bottle, and a strange fragrance filled the air, but Ange held his breath, and waited until the smell drifted into the secret room before turning off the blower switch.

Then, without any surprise, she heard two "plops" falling down in front of her.

Ange put away the things in his hands, stepped into the secret room from the secret dark place with a smile, looked at the two teenagers who fell on the ground, stopped slightly, and then continued walking towards Voldemort.

"Ange?" Voldemort raised his eyebrows in surprise, then looked at her with satisfaction, "Good job."

"Thank you for the compliment." An Ge smiled slightly, then looked at the diary that was randomly thrown on the ground, walked over, and started talking.

Voldemort's expression changed, he stopped and said, "Put it down."

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the blackness in her eyes turned scarlet like blood, just like Voldemort's. In an instant, the corners of Ange's lips curved up even more, and the originally simple and gentle smile suddenly had a strange sense of danger.

"What are you afraid of?" Ange flipped through the diary casually, the smile on his lips became colder, "I won't be like them..."

After hearing what Ange said, Voldemort's face improved slightly.

"Ji Xue, seal this Horcrux." Suddenly, An Ge said.

"Okay." The little white fox in her footsteps said the mermaid, and a pair of fox eyes looked at Voldemort's translucent soul body, with a dark and cold edge shining in the eyes.

Pointing the tip of the tail and pointing the tip of the eyebrows around, a silver-haired little girl appeared in an instant, with a pair of silver eyes staring quietly, giving people the feeling of being underestimated for no reason.

Voldemort suddenly shouted: "I am your father."

"You're wrong!" Ange said with a smile, "You are my father's Horcrux." Although the real Voldemort would not speak softly to her, she knew from the former Quirrell that he He is still kind to her, not at all like this soul fragment, he just uses her, maybe because of blood relationship, this Horcrux has a little bit of trust in her, but so what?She is not interested in being used as a tool.

Ji Xue's eyelids drooped slightly, and one hand was slowly raised.

Gestures were constantly changing, a power different from magic condensed in her hands, and at the same time Voldemort's soul body began to twist, and the basilisk began to dare not move forward, wanting to attack, but for some reason, it was delayed. dare not.

"damn it……"

Voldemort roared and wanted to go forward, but Ji Xue smiled softly, "You should go back."

She squinted at the diary in Ange's hand, the diary was automatic without wind, and Voldemort turned into smoke and returned to the diary.

The basilisk hissed, and Ange could hear that it was calling for "Master".

Smiling, she looked at Ji Xue: "Let it move to another place to sleep."

Ji Xue nodded, her silver eyes met those of the basilisk, and with a flash of silver light, the basilisk suddenly became quiet.

"Speak to me, Slytherin—the greatest of the Hogwarts Four."

A hole opened, and Ji Xue's voice was so cold that it didn't fluctuate.

She ordered the basilisk: "Go in, and you will not wake up until your master calls."

After the basilisk entered, Ange closed the entrance. She looked at the three unconscious people, thought for a while, walked to Hermione's side, took out a bottle of potion from her arms, opened the bottle and poured it for her.

Ji Xue watched this scene without speaking.

Suddenly Ange's brows were fixed, and his expression was a bit solemn: "Someone is coming."

"Then let's go." Ji Xue said.

Ange nodded, she walked to a corner, and after uttering a few words of snake language to the unremarkable snake-shaped sculpture, a passage the size of a person opened.

Ange walked in first, and Ji Xue changed back into a little white fox and followed.

After a while, Dumbledore walked in, followed by McGonagall and Severus.

Looking at the scene, he frowned slightly and said nothing.

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