Ravenclaw's Sapphire

"You're Voldemort!" Harry took a step back. It wasn't the first time he'd seen Voldemort, but he looked nothing like the dying, weak figure he had last year.The boy standing in front of him had a handsome face. He looked like the kind of pleasing good student, like Hermione and Percy, who wrote "I am excellent" on their faces. Even if such a person was a little arrogant, he would not It can be offensive.

But it was this boy who, when he grew up, became an existence that spread fear and death, not just Harry's parents, he and his henchmen caused many deaths.Harry had met him face to face last year, but it was under the protection of Dumbledore. Now when he met the cold pupils of young Voldemort, Harry tried not to show his timidity and acted calmly.

"Of course I am Voldemort. This is the title I used when I was in school." Riddle said lightly, "I have always been very interested in you, Harry Potter. How could a baby be under the hands of the greatest wizard?" Escape? And he actually counterattacked him, making the Dark Lord very embarrassed..." Riddle sneered, and said disdainfully, "That's why I talked to you, Harry, to know what kind of person you are. Now it seems that this A boy who is so much boasted by so many, is nothing but a brash brat who will only give his life here."

"Wh-" Harry was hit hard on the back of the head, and he felt weakly that the strength was being pulled from his body, and someone attacked him from behind him.Harry struggled to turn his head, and vaguely saw a figure covered in a black robe, with a faint trace of gold leaking from the hood.

His last consciousness was something he had been told. There was a dark wizard hiding in Hogwarts. He might be the heir, or he might be an accomplice of the heir...

Harry's mind sank into darkness.

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"I thought you would act sooner, but in the end you just used a disillusionment spell and hid behind to watch the show." Riddle's tone didn't sound harsh, on the contrary, it was kind of intimate, as if facing a familiar, close people.If there was his former servant here at this time, he would probably be so surprised that his jaw would drop.

"It's too cruel to let the little guy die inexplicably." Someone spoke, a black robed man covered in a hood.When she spoke, her tone seemed to be smiling, but it was not true, as if shrouded in a layer of mist. If you listen carefully, you will feel that there is no emotion in her words.

The man in black walked up to the unconscious Harry, and stroked the hair on his forehead with his hand, revealing the lightning-shaped scar: "This is the trace of the spell used by Lily Potter? What kind of method did she use?" , to defeat the greatest dark wizard?"

"I wasn't defeated, it was just a goddamn accident," Riddle said. "When I absorb the life of Harry Potter, I will gain more power. I will reshape my body and regain the power I deserve. The status and power I gained made the whole world tremble because of me again."

"Of course, you are the Dark Lord, I think you will do what you should do." The voice of the man in black was careless, as if the terrifying declarations of her titular master did not cause any fluctuations in her heart.She even yawned, and Riddle turned around.

"You should also remember what you should do." Riddle's voice was tinged with suspicion, "Why did you stop me from killing those students?"

"Looking at your current state, what do you think you can do? If someone is really dead in Hogwarts, what do you think Professor Dumbledore will do? He will do whatever it takes to find us out. Don't you would want to offend him, the legend is old but not old."

"Hmph, 'Professor Dumbledore', you still considered yourself his student after all these years? He was kicked out of Hogwarts with a little trickery, what can such an old fool do, like He failed to guard against your presence, he could not protect anyone!"

"Don't underestimate Professor Dumbledore, Tom. We have all suffered, and he is far more difficult to deal with than ordinary people... I think he should be aware of what he did to me." The voice suddenly changed its tone , said cheerfully, "Tell me about Mr. Slytherin's legacy, the basilisk."

"That's nothing to say, we both found the Chamber of Secrets, it's just that I can drive it and you can't. This basilisk will only obey Slytherin orders, but you obviously backed away from it, which is rare Yes." Riddle admired her, "I see some future from those memories that I never imagined in the past, and that is your existence. You will be a good servant, and I allow you to be closer to me. Before we leave here Before, you could have won a reward from your Master for your loyalty and..." He put the last few words to rest, dismissing it, the Dark Lord never needed such hypocrisy.

Although no one could clearly see her face hidden under the hood, she still showed a hearty smile habitually, "Yes, those rubbles can't stop Professor McGonagall for a long time... Tom, let it come out, let me see Look at it, it has never been close to me before, even if I talk to it repeatedly, it cannot be driven by me. I have never seen a basilisk before, and I am very curious about them."

"Weird." Riddle laughed loudly, hissing from his throat, and then opened an empty stone cave from the Slytherin statue, and a thick dark green creature emerged from the shadows .The basilisk slid out of the hole, its big, foul-smelling mouth open, as if against its master's request to please others.

"Remember me?" she spoke to the basilisk in Parseltongue.

(You...don't smell like Slytherin...get off!) The basilisk roared, as if pressing down on its body, Riddle made it succumb, the barren brain of the basilisk told it that it must obey its master Order.It crawled forward unwillingly, and finally stopped in front of the man in black.

"Oh, what a work of art... The skin of the basilisk is as tough as dragon skin..." The man in black robe took out his wand, and the basilisk immediately became alert, curling its tail restlessly, but Riddle comforted it again.

"Good boy, good boy..." She smiled very sweetly, her left hand was still on the cool scales of the basilisk, and the next second the right hand holding the wand was facing the basilisk's eyes—its few weak points— Used the tearing spell.

The eyeballs of the basilisk burst open, spurting large jets of black blood mixed with viscous liquid. The basilisk frantically sprang up from the ground, and violently hit the stone wall of the secret room with its tail as thick as a man, breaking the stone wall of the secret room. Statue of Lytherin, from the half-truncated statue of Slytherin hit the ground, causing a burst of gravel and dust.It wanted to attack the person who dared to hurt it, and bounced towards the position of the man in black in memory.The flashing fluorescent fangs were exposed to the air, and a strong stench filled the nostrils.

"What are you doing!" With Riddle's horrified roar, the man in black calmly retreated out of the attack range of the basilisk. This was also one of her intentions for attacking the eyes of the basilisk before. Threats put yourself in a favorable position in battle.

"The rooster crows." The golden light diffused from the wand, and the outline of a golden rooster quickly formed. This is a high-level transformation spell.The rooster raised its head and chest under the golden light, and let out a majestic crow that resounded throughout the secret room, and the sound of the rooster crowing was further amplified in this closed secret room.The basilisk trembled, lost all its majesty, and crawled on the ground, making a faint hissing sound, writhing on the floor in pain, and the crowing of the rooster was fatal to the basilisk.

The black-robed man squatted down and used a splinter at the basilisk, holding something and walked to Riddle step by step. He glared at her, which made his pupils seem to shrink suddenly, and the white part of his eyes took up most of them, which was extremely terrifying. up. "What are you doing! The basilisk is the heritage of Slytherin and my servant! How dare you kill it!"

"You don't know what kind of person I am, do you? The memories you searched obviously can't have this side." The black-robed man said tactfully, "Why do you care about the life and death of a mere animal, Tom, I'm just a little Excited too much..."

"Liar, woman!" Riddle snapped, "Pay attention to your identity! How dare you disobey Voldemort's order and make decisions without authorization?! Hand over your wand!"

Then Riddle watched her take off her hood, revealing her dazzling blond hair, her face was full of disappointment, with a condescending sense of looking down: "It's a pity, Tom, who is conceited and ambitious, but can't see clearly the future." Lu...the 16-year-old you are not the one I need, what a pity."

Her trademark passionate smirk was back on her face, "Torn apart won't break you, I need a fatal, irreparable damage, Tom, you'll love that eternal silence." First hand, holding a broken basilisk tooth, stained with deadly venom, the basilisk's fangs are effective against many things, including Tom Riddle's diary.

"How dare you, how dare you! The betrayer will pay with his life, and I will never forget this humiliation." Riddle watched the man in black stab his fangs into the diary - the shelter of the 16-year-old Voldemort fragment "You have already planned it! So you don't kill those students, so you keep Harry Potter, so you lure Dumbledore away, so you don't give me more power..."

A large amount of ink seeped out from the diary, dripping all over the floor like the blood of a human body. Riddle's figure quickly distorted and deformed, and the white halo that originally covered his body disappeared without a trace. He struggled , looked at the smiling black-robed man with resentment, and tried his best to reach the black-robed man's direction, but couldn't prevent his own demise, "Max Siegel!" With a shrill and disgusting scream, Riddle disappeared.