[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

The moment he saw the snake's head, the scar on Harry's forehead suddenly became more painful than ever.

It was so painful that it hit him unexpectedly. The pain made his eyes go black, and he couldn't even keep himself standing steadily. His body shook a few times, and he staggered and fell backwards.

His abnormality attracted the attention of both Ron and Hermione.They didn't bother to watch what was going on in the hole that suddenly appeared, and they all went to help Harry, and stared at him nervously and worriedly, seeing that he was covering his forehead, his face was pale, and cold sweat was oozing out very quickly. His face turned pale in an instant.

"Harry?! What's wrong with you? Harry?!" Ron supported him from behind, and Hermione carefully shook his shoulder anxiously and helplessly.Harry couldn't respond to them, his forehead was really hurting... And when none of them noticed, a voice suddenly came from behind them, they all heard it, the voice was full of surprise and playfulness .

"Look." The voice said, "Who did we meet? Harry Potter, the legendary savior... I wanted to invite you several times, Potter, but you didn't agree. We met here by chance, it seems that we are really destined, maybe what those people said is not wrong."

The sharp pain in Harry's forehead suddenly eased a lot when his voice sounded.His forehead was still throbbing and throbbing. Harry gasped for breath like he was alive after a catastrophe, barely opened his eyes, and looked at the speaker through the hazy sweat in front of his eyes.

Tom Riddle was standing right behind them, raising his eyebrows slightly, looking at them with interest.

Sure enough, he was the one who killed Hagrid's cock in the photo. He looked like he was only in his early 20s. He was as handsome and charming as in the photo. He was an unforgettable... ghost.

But his appearance is very different from other ghosts, and it is not the same as the translucent visual effect in the photo.Compared with a ghost, he looks more like a real person. You can hardly tell that he is transparent. He seems to be more ethereal than other real people, and seems to be able to exist vividly in people's dreams.

"Tom Riddle?" Harry murmured his name, and then suddenly realized something, looked at Ron and Hermione who were aside, saw that there was only surprise on their faces but no blank expressions, and they didn't understand. .

"Can you hear him?" he asked, a little confused by the expressions and reactions of his friends.

"Why not, Harry?" Ron asked him suspiciously, with a somewhat inexplicable expression on his face, "Isn't he just speaking normal English? But he said he invited you over, when did this happen, buddy ?”

"He's the... the voice you said before, only you heard? The voice that called you the heir?" Hermione quickly thought of this, her eyes surprised, "But...but why didn't we hear it before? We hear it now."

I have no idea.Harry shook his head, feeling equally bewildered.The three of them looked at each other, and then heard Tom Riddle laugh faintly.

"Because the Savior has a special talent, kids." He said lightly, his scarlet eyes fixed on Harry with interest, "I must say, when I speak in Parseltongue, Not to summon you. But you gave me a surprise, Harry Potter... I didn't lie when I said you were my heir. If you are a Parseltongue, then you may really be related to me by blood , as a child born in a pure-blood family, this is not too surprising."

Harry listened to him frowning, feeling confused.And he soon discovered that his friends showed a completely different level of shock than before - Ron's arms holding him were stiffly tightened.

"What's he talking about?" said Hermione in shock, meeting Ron's eyes. "We didn't get it - all we heard was a hiss - it sounded like, like -"

"Snake voice," said Ron, frowning, and his voice was full of surprise. "You're a Parseltongue, Harry? I never knew, you never told me."

"How do I know what I am...wait a minute, Parseltongue?" Halfway through Harry's question, he suddenly reacted, and suddenly remembered the topic he had heard Dumbledore talk about when he went to the headmaster's office to identify the language of magical creatures. .

"Communicating with magical animals is a very special ability. Some people can master some languages ​​in acquired learning. For example, a large part of the magical animal language I know is acquired. Of course, there are also some wizards who can master it naturally. This magical ability, such as when I described to my family at the age of five the cat chat topics I heard, and my family was shocked at that time... and one of the founders of Hogwarts, Sarah Chuck Slytherin, he is known for being able to talk to snakes naturally, he is the most famous Parseltongue in the world, and many of his descendants have inherited his ability, yes, this ability can be inherited by blood.”

"Salazar Slytherin's abilities?" Harry confirmed with them in a low voice, Ron nodded, and Hermione gasped suddenly after a brief moment of stupefaction.

"The Chamber of Secrets, this must be the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets!" she screamed softly. "This Tom Riddle opened the Chamber of Secrets and released the contents to clean up the school—the contents were a snake! Basilisk! I was in the The library read about fantastic beasts, but I wasn't sure at the time...he was a Parseltongue! He must be controlling a snake! Basilisk! Don't look into the Basilisk's eyes! Except for fang attacks, look straight into the Basilisk's Eyes kill too—"

"The answer is correct." Tom Riddle was behind them, watching them nervously leaning together and whispering with interest, and was not in a hurry to finish them off.After hearing Hermione's conclusion, he even clapped his palms twice decently, smiled softly when he put his hands down, and spoke slowly.

"But most of the time, knowing too much isn't a good thing," he said lazily. "Now that you know this, there's no way to get out of here alive. Go, my beauty, and deal with them —Eat them all, you haven't had enough to eat for a long time, poor little fellow. Don't bite them with fangs, it will be bad if you leave a trace of venom on the ground, Hogwarts It's not all stupid now, maybe it will be a little troublesome. Oh, that kid with glasses, bite him, I need his blood for paint, and leave something like "The corpses of the savior and his followers will be forever Stay in the Chamber of Secrets" was a warning and a lesson for him and those rebels who were not very stupid, but extremely stupid. "

The second half of his words were spoken in Parseltongue. Ron and Hermione were still panicked and confused by the continuous hissing sound, and Harry's eyes were tearing apart. Under the ultimate threat of life and death, China and North Korea reminded them loudly that their voices had already changed their tone.

"He wants to kill us - close your eyes! Don't be seen by the basilisk!!"

They closed their eyes tightly at the critical moment, so as not to be directly killed by the basilisk.But the act of closing their eyes is equivalent to basically giving up the hope of dodging and resisting. In such a small place as the bathroom, they faced a huge monster and Tom Riddle who was more terrifying than the monster itself, even though they held With the magic wand in hand, there is no way to make any successful self-rescue.

It was all a futile struggle—and they didn't even resist the struggle for long.The basilisk surrounded them with its body round and round, slowly wrapped them tightly between its body and abdomen, and tightened its strength little by little. It only took a while, and they would suffer from extreme suffocation. When you die, you won't even leave a drop of blood, and you will die painfully and silently.

Of course, that doesn't include Harry.After all, Tom Riddle specifically asked for his blood—Harry had a blood hole in his shoulder bitten by the basilisk, and the wound ran through his chest and back. The basilisk bit his body through with only one bite. , the severe pain in his body surpassed the pain of the scar on his forehead at this moment, Harry even felt that he lost consciousness for a short time, but that time should be very short, he woke up in the crying and shaking of Ron and Hermione, I couldn't help opening my eyes, and found that they had already opened their eyes. Since they had already fallen into this situation and death was inevitable, there was no need to have so many scruples.

Venus shot out of Harry's eyes, he stared at Tom Riddle in extreme pain, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke.

"If I'm going to die here today, I hope I can die more clearly." He said with difficulty, staring at Tom Riddle's face, and asked him every word with difficulty, " Is Professor Quirrell's death related to you? What did you do to Myrtle? What is your purpose, to clean up the school? Why are you doing this?"

"Quirrell chose to dedicate his life to me. He is great." Tom Riddle looked at them who were already in control, looked very happy, smiled in a good mood, and answered his questions one by one triumphantly and arrogantly, "Now there are not many people who are as enlightened as him. If a wizard does not pursue the ultimate power, what ideals and prospects does he have? It is extremely stupid. That ghost is an idiot. She offended me, so in the snake She died again under the strange gaze, and she deserved it. It’s so pitiful, I don’t know if she is clear, she died like this last time? She was killed by the little guy again after 50 years. I think this is also her life of lackluster One of the things I'm most proud of."

He's the one who killed Myrtle 50 years ago...not Hagrid!They later looked through the school records and found that Hagrid was accused of killing Myrtle 50 years ago, so he was expelled from the school, but now Tom Riddle himself said that the basilisk did it, and it had something to do with him!Hagrid was wronged - he shouldn't have been fired!He deserved a better life!

A burst of anger burned violently in Harry's chest, his eyes widened in the suffocating pain, and he tried hard to record Tom Riddle's appearance, hoping it would be useful... Maybe it won't help, but he must do something Something, like trying to leave a trail for someone to investigate later...

"Killing people is not my purpose." Tom Riddle said slowly, "Fear, and then surrender, this is the way for me to gain strength. Killing a hundred people is not as useful as killing one of you. The legendary savior, Harry .Potter...it's amazing, isn't it? Everyone thought you defeated Voldemort, but now you're dead at Voldemort's hands, and you should have died at my hands."

"... Voldemort?" Harry asked with difficulty. He didn't know why, but he seemed to have such a premonition in his heart.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle," said Tom, smiling, "Voldemort is my new name for myself, do you like it? I'll paint it on the hallway wall and make it a haunting nightmare for everyone , the god of death on your tombstone, so pitiful, but this is your fate."

Who will investigate his death, his uncle?Or his godfather?Harry's eyes widened, and in the suffocating darkness that was gradually pouring in, he could vaguely hear Tom Riddle hissing with a smile: "It's ok, the blood is almost enough, give them a good time, little guy."

The basilisk bent over their heads and opened its mouth towards them.

At the same time, several voices suddenly exploded from the door, mixing together in unison.

"Let them go—thunderbolt!"

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