From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

"Okay, Rosier." Riddle said coldly. "There is no need for you to point fingers at me like a senior. I, Voldemort, don't need anyone's advice!"

"I'm sorry, I was only focused on my career in the magic world and paid less attention to you." Xiwen was not angered by Riddle, but said apologetically. "Riddle, I should have guided your character well.

Yes, this wouldn’t have brought you to where you are now.”

"Enough! I said I don't need your preaching! And my name is Voldemort, don't call me Tom Riddle." Riddle angrily pulled out his wand and pointed it at Sivan, shouting. "Let

Let me see what kind of strength you have to compete with Grindelwald, Rozier!"

"I don't understand why the core of the unicorn's tail hair has such powerful power. I even don't understand how a wizard who has never used black magic has the right to be a Slytherin!"

Sivan stared at the wand that was as pale as a corpse in Riddle's hand and asked calmly: "Why do you look down on unicorn tail hair? Is it like you look down on other Muggles or mixed-blood wizards?"

"Because I am the most unique wizard and the best successor of Salazar Slytherin!" Riddle said arrogantly.

"So your wand is...?" Sivan asked.

"Thirteen and one-half inches, yew wood, phoenix feather core." Riddle gently raised his wand, gently stroked the handle that extended like a joint, and said softly. "Compared to ordinary people.

The unicorn tail hair and phoenix feather are one of the rarest wand cores."

"Wands with phoenix feather cores can cast the greatest variety of magic. These wands are always the most picky when choosing their owners, because the phoenix itself is one of the most independent and detached creatures in the world. These wands are also the most difficult to tame.

A species from which wizards find it difficult to gain loyalty."

Riddle said in a somewhat showy tone, and at the same time glanced at Xiwen coldly and arrogantly.

"It seems that you have completely tamed this wand with a phoenix feather core, right?" Xiwen said with a smile.

"Of course." Riddle raised his head and said arrogantly. "Of course my wand is much easier to use than your wand with a unicorn tail hair core."

"I'm curious, who told you that my wand is made of unicorn tail hair?" Xiwen said with a smile.

Riddle frowned and said, "In the five years I have been at Hogwarts, I have never seen you use dark magic once. Doesn't this explain the problem?"

"If you ask me, you should use more black magic to invalidate the wand you are currently holding." He continued. "You don't look like someone who is short of tens of galleons to buy a second wand, Luo.

Qil. Even if you change it to a dragon heartstring wand, it is still better than a unicorn tail hair that has no power."

Sivan shook his head at Riddle with a smile, took out his wand from his sleeve, and gently rubbed the straight pine wood pattern on it.

"First of all, I want to correct one thing. The wand with unicorn tail hair is not as bad as you think. Secondly, the core of my wand is not unicorn tail hair." He showed the wand to Riddle and said softly.

."Fourteen inches, pine, unicorn horn nerve wand core."

"It's not that I don't use black magic because of it, but the knowledge of magic is so vast that we can't even get a glimpse of it in our lifetime. Black magic is not necessary in the first place."

Then he added in his mind, 'What's more, I learned many illegal dark spells in Kama Taj, and each of them is no weaker than the black magic in this world.'

"Unicorn horn nerve?" Riddle pursed his lips, seeming a little jealous that Sivan found such a unique wand, but he still said stiffly. "In the end, it is still a part of the unicorn, I don't think it

How can it be better than unicorn tail hair?"

Then, he seemed to finally make up his mind, and let out a numbing "hissing" sound from his mouth.

The basilisk, which had been quiet all this time, suddenly started moving after hearing Riddle's command in Parseltongue, and attacked in Xiven's direction.

"Riddle, I thought we were going to have an upright duel." Sivan sighed and said softly. "I didn't expect that the beginning of the battle would be such a scene where magical animals are arranged to attack first."

"In that case, aren't you proud of the core of your wand?"

Xiwen stretched out an arm in the air to the side of his body, and then accompanied by a melodious singing sound, a piece of golden-red fire appeared above Xiwen's arm.

A big bird with golden and red feathers landed on Xiwen's arm and gently combed its feathers. It was Fox, the phoenix.

When Riddle saw the phoenix, he suddenly felt a strange movement rising from his wand.

"What did you do to my wand?!" he asked sharply.

"I didn't do anything." Sivan spread his hands casually and said to Riddle. "It's just that the wishful owner of the core of your wand has come over."

While Riddle's eyes widened in shock, the basilisk's smelly mouth was already in front of Sivan. The fishy smell inside was extremely strong, as if it was going to make people faint.

At this moment, the phoenix Fox standing on Xiwen's arm suddenly flapped its wings and flew towards the huge basilisk.

The basilisk is so huge that Fox's body is like a mini sparrow compared to it.

However, this "sparrow" avoided the basilisk's big mouth and eyes at the first time, landed directly on its head, and pecked the basilisk's head twice, immediately letting the basilisk go.

A terrible giant snake turned into a blind snake.

With no further worries, Xiwen immediately raised his head and looked into Riddle's black eyes.

"When the basilisk and the phoenix are fighting, don't we have to find a quiet place and have a fight too?" he asked.

Riddle squeezed out two words from his throat: "I'm fine."

Then he turned to the opposite direction to Xiwen, and then jumped from the water pipe under the faucet.

Xiwen followed closely behind. Jumping from the pipe felt like rushing down a dark, slimy, endless slide. You could also see many more pipes branching out in all directions, but none of them were there.

This pipe is so thick.

The pipe had twists and turns, seven twists and turns, and the slope was very steep all the way down. Sivan guessed that he was going to slide to a place very deep underground in the school, even deeper than those in Slytherin's dungeons.

The underground classroom is even deeper!

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