The secret room filled with green light fell into a long-lost silence, and the cold air was filled with suffocating pressure.
The basilisk in the cage seemed to have regained some courage. It raised its head slightly and used its keen magic sense to capture the direction of its great master's descendants. The scarlet snake's constant opening and shrinking movements revealed the It was uneasy, but the huge magic source standing just a few steps in front of it made it dare not move rashly.
Amosta and Tom Riddle looked at each other. They were both wizards who could see through many things through induction. Although they did not speak, they had already gotten a glimpse of each other's reality.
"You don't have to be like this, Professor Brain, we are friends, not enemies, aren't we?"
In the end, it was Riddle who spoke first, and there was no doubt that he had not been fully resurrected. Being on the disadvantaged side in the confrontation with Amosta, he smiled restrainedly and spoke softly and politely, as if Amosta was really his teacher.
" I heard from Harry Potter about some things about you in the past and after returning to Hogwarts this time. Professor Brain, there is no doubt that you are not the common mediocre person who does nothing. We are all great. The kind of unique elite in the eyes of Salazar Slytherin, but now, Hogwarts and even the wizarding world are occupied by hypocrites and a group of idiots who can only whitewash peace. The world is in desperate need of change, and we are the only one."
"Mr. Voldemort"
Amosta interrupted Riddle's speech. He tilted his head and looked directly at the core of the Horcrux in front of him with penetrating eyes. , the wand was spinning on his fingertips, Amosta said in a lazy tone,
"Do you think this is the first time I have faced your Horcrux"
Riddle stopped talking. He showed surprise. The calculation in his eyes soon turned into the red light that appears when a hungry wolf is hunting. The wrinkled nose made his delicate face become ferocious and ugly.
"What do you mean?"
Riddle seemed to have given up pretending. He glared at Amosta fiercely and asked,
"The Horcrux?" What is it? You mean, you have faced my original form before, right? Then you should know that Voldemort is the greatest wizard in history. His power is beyond the imagination of even those idiots who have dug their brains out. ”
Amosta pursed his lips. He saw something more in the illusory figure of the boy in front of him. It was not the extremely evil magic, nor the heart-stopping magic power, but the soul. , a soul that shines with color
This is really a wonderful thing
Amosta still remembers the place he faced when he destroyed the crown, which was completely soaked in endless evil desires and The soul fragments in the darkness are completely incommunicable and can only use bewitching magic to lure people into giving up their lives.
"Amosta Blaine, you have dealt with Dumbledore, you should know that he is a narrow-minded villain.All gifted young people are wary and deliberately want to destroy their talents. I can guarantee you that Dumbledore will deal with you one day. No, he has already taken action, hasn't he?"
Amosta's increasingly oppressive gaze made Riddle feel like he was stuck in his throat. He turned his lips and said in a fast tone,
"The professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts was Dumbledore who persuaded Are you doing this right? Everyone knows that this course has been cursed by the Dark Lord himself. He wants to use this to kill you. Take me out of here. Brian, when I recover all my magic power, I can help you deal with it. "Dumbledore"
Amosta has never dealt with Voldemort, who has become the second generation Dark Lord, but the Tom Riddle in front of him is indeed a cunning guy who is very good at finding opportunities.
"It seems that this diary is the first Horcrux you made, right?"
What Amosta said softly made Riddle speechless. It seems that he realizes that no matter what he says, this rising star of Slytherin House is determined to kill him.
“Emotions come from the soul, and evil magic like Horcruxes will first strip away the soul. The reason and emotion in it turn a person into a madman controlled by desire."
Da Da
When Amosta took steps forward, there was something in his eyes. The purple color began to fade at a speed visible to the naked eye. Under the influence of the magic power that was strong enough to make the fire dragon tremble, the air lingering around Amosta was like the scorched asphalt road in the summer. The space was distorted.
There was a sudden rumble in the large and empty chamber, and the basilisk in the cage hissed in fear. It hid its snake head in its coiled body, as if I have met the end of Tom Riddle.
The sculpture of Salazar Slytherin, which is flush with the ceiling, silently stares at Amosta Blaine and Tom Riddle at his feet. He is about to stand alone for a thousand years. Witnessing a Slytherin destroying his bloodline, or protecting his true glory
"I saw in your soul the emotions that normal people would have, Riddle's fear, hatred, Loneliness, oh, there are many other interesting little emotions."
"Wait, wait a minute."
With a pale face, the faint silver mist exuding around Riddle was forced back bit by bit. In his illusory body, unable to move, he struggled to squeeze out a voice through his teeth,
"You long for power, right?
We are all the same kind of people, Slater This is not the only secret Lin left in this castle. Professor Brain, I am willing to share the powerful ancient magic he left behind with you, as long as you don’t.”
Riddle’s next words He was completely speechless, because Amosta finally walked up to him with an expressionless face.
He watched this person, and he had been feeling uneasy since he knew of its existence. The young professor, who did not hesitate to be exposed in advance and wanted to recover as soon as possible, had a layer of blood on his body.There was a faint light, and then, he stared at Amosta in horror. He slowly raised his hand, and his fingertips touched his eyebrows little by little.
Hmm
Amosta ignored it. Riddle whimpered in pain. His fingertips, palms, arms and even his entire body sank into Riddle's body bit by bit. The diary in Riddle's pocket flew out and floated in the air. Although there was no wind, the papers in the diary were still there. There was a noisy sound as if being blown by a strong wind, and wisps of black smoke came out from the pages of the book. In the empty secret room, such a scene was eerie yet strange
A burst of brilliant light shone in Ah A flash flashed before Mosta's eyes, and when he came back to his senses, his body had already appeared in a strange space.
This space is as vast and boundless as the outer universe. The silent space is filled with tangible and fierce gray hurricanes. Every wisp of these airflows that dye the space gray contains evil and evil. The powerful magic power must be the protective magic that Voldemort cast on the diary and on the Horcrux itself.
Boom Boom
The fluorescence attached to Amosta instantly became strong, forming an oval magic barrier around him, and there was a steady stream of hurricane strikes. Behind the reddish barrier, the magic powers of completely opposite natures offset each other, and the explosions that erupted made Amosta feel as if he were standing in the midst of fiercely burning flames
Amosta's eyes wandered around, Not long after, he sensed something strange in the space in front of him to his right.
There seems to be the core of the entire gray world, where a ball of black and white light is continuously radiating ominous magic power to the surroundings.
"Ah, I found you"
Amosta smiled slightly. He took out a glass bottle from his arms, straightened his collar and walked leisurely. Please remember to collect it before you go, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft