Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

In the dark secret room, a giant bird bigger than a crane, wearing golden-red feathers, dragging a golden tail, holding a tattered package in its golden claws, was on the vaulted ceiling Dancing and playing its magical music.

A second later, the music faded away, and the big bird flew straight at Harry.

"Oh, it's Dumbledore's Phoenix." Lockhart recognized this guy's origin at a glance.

Yes, this big bird is Dumbledore's pet, Phoenix Fox.

It dropped the tattered thing it was holding in its paws at Harry's feet, and perched heavily on Harry's shoulder.

When it folded its two huge wings, Harry looked up and saw that it had a long, sharp golden beak and two shining black eyes.

Riddle looked at the phoenix and also recognized its origin. He even thought it was Dumbledore coming, so he hurriedly looked around in fright.

Fortunately, no one else appeared, only this phoenix came.

So he turned his gaze to the tattered thing that Fenghuang dropped just now, "That thing is——the school's broken sorting hat?"

Sure enough, it was, dirty, wrinkled and patched, lying motionless at Harry's feet, nothing out of the ordinary.

Riddle laughed wildly again, he laughed so hard that the dark secret room trembled slightly, as if ten Riddles were laughing out loud at the same time.

"That's what Dumbledore sent to protect you! A singing bird and a broken hat! Harry Potter, do you feel emboldened? Do you feel safe?"

"I think enough is enough, because I still have courage, and friends, and teachers, and you, Tom Riddle, neither past nor future, you have nothing."

Harry's answer was decisive. Although he couldn't see the use of Fox and the Sorting Hat, he felt that he was no longer alone. With gradually growing courage, he interrupted Riddle's wild laughter.

The smile on Riddle's face started to turn cold, the smile on Riddle's face started to turn cold.

"Cowardly wild dogs are always in packs, only lions walk alone in the wilderness."

He compares himself to a lion, and everyone else is nothing but wild dogs to him.

"Let's get down to business,

Harry. In your past, in my future, the time we met, I failed to kill you. How did you narrowly escape? Tell me everything. How long your words are, as long as your life can last. "

Harry was thinking quickly, weighing his chances of victory.

Riddle didn't have a wand in his hand, but judging by the way he cast the spell with his bare hands just now, it might not have a big impact, and there is also a basilisk hiding in the dark.

On their side, even though Lockhart was a professor, thinking about his previous performance in class, Harry felt uncertain.

Ron was even more like him. Although he had studied for two years, he was nothing compared to that freak Clark. As for the others?

Harry exchanged a glance with the phoenix on his shoulder, and then looked at the sorting hat under his feet. Well, these two things don't seem to be of much use in a duel, and a tattered sorting hat is not as useful as a motorcycle helmet.

From this point of view, the situation is indeed very bad.

Harry looked at the Slytherin statue not far away again, expecting Clark to crawl out of the statue's mouth suddenly and fight with them.

It's a pity that he was disappointed, there was no movement from the statue, it seemed that Clark had been hit by the basilisk, and the danger was over. Perhaps as Lockhart said, the best way is to delay it.

"Why did you suddenly lose your magic power when you attacked me? To be honest, I don't know." Harry said stiffly.

"I don't know what happened at that time, after all, I was still a baby, but I know why you didn't kill me.

Because of my mother, my ordinary Muggle-born mother, who gave her life to protect me. "

he went on, trembling with the effort to suppress his anger.

"It was she who stopped you from killing me, maybe this is love, that is something you will never experience, the emptiness you will never be short of.

Even if you do become the greatest wizard, you will never be loved, poor you, Tom Riddle! "

Riddle's face contorted, and then he forced a hideous smile.

"It turns out that your mother died to save you.

Yes, that is a very effective and ancient cure for spells. I understand now—after all, there is nothing special about you.

You know, I've always been puzzled by this, because there's some weird resemblance between the two of us, Harry Potter. You must have noticed it yourself. We were both half-bloods, we were both orphans, we were both raised by Muggles.

Maybe they are the only two Parseltongues to enter Hogwarts since the great Slytherin himself, and we even look a little bit alike... But in the end, it turns out that you just got lucky from me. Those who escaped here, that's all I want to know. "

"No, we are different!"

Harry stood there to refute him, but Riddle didn't want to continue talking. He had to set aside time for his strategic shift. Who knows when Dumbledore will come back.

"Okay, Harry, I'm going to teach you a little lesson." The grin on Riddle's face became more obvious.

"Let's have a match between Tom Riddle, the heir of Salazar Slytherin, and Harry Potter, armed with the best weapon Dumbledore could give him, and his good friends."

He glanced at the Sorting Hat and Lockhart, seemed very funny, and walked towards them.

The black wave followed behind him, like forbidden soldiers, surrounding them, forming a circle of high black walls, like an ancient Roman Colosseum.

Harry felt fear creeping up his numb legs, but was stopped by the courage given by the song of the Phoenix.

Just as Harry and the others were staring at Tom Riddle and raising their vigilance secretly, a huge snake head suddenly emerged from the black tide behind them.

It turned out that Tom Riddle was just a bait on the surface, and the basilisk was his real trump card. The giant snake opened its mouth wide and bit down on the three of them, trying to kill them all.

Ron was the first to react, and pushed Harry away. At the same time, he also used his strength to fall backwards. Only Lockhart faced the devouring basilisk.

Fortunately, his spell did not fail this time.

"There are many obstacles!"

An Obstacle Charm slightly blocked the basilisk's attack, buying time for Lockhart to dodge.

At this time, Ron, who was dodging, also waved his wand and cast a spell on Tom Riddle not far away.

"Disarm you!"

The dim red light shot at Riddle, but only hit a phantom. It turned out that the guy who talked to Harry and the others was also a fake.

After procrastinating for so long, Riddle also successfully mastered the trickster profession that Clark had transferred to him.

If Clark is still there, you can see that on Riddle's attribute list, the two spells [Silent Phantom] and [Ventriography] have been added at this moment.

[Silent Phantom]: Level 1 spell, consumes 1 point of magic power, creates a limited visual phantom, and lasts for (10+intelligence) seconds.

[Vitriloquism]: Level 1 spell, consumes 1 point of magic power, makes a sound from other places, and lasts for (10+intelligence) seconds.

It was by virtue of these two spells that Tom Riddle could fool Harry and the others.

Not only that, but with the passage of time, the magic knowledge in the young Dark Lord's mind was gradually transformed into new spells suitable for him.

The longer the time dragged on, the better it would be for him.

However, in Riddle's view, even if he didn't make a move, the basilisk alone seemed to be able to get rid of the three of Harry.

So did Harry and Ron.

Although the basilisk appeared to be blind because of Clark, it didn't make them any easier.

Well, it was kind of good, at least Harry had to admit, they didn't have to close their eyes to fight the basilisk.

At this time, after the basilisk missed a hit, it got into the surrounding black mist again, waiting for the next opportunity to attack.

The phoenix that was originally standing on Harry's shoulders also spread its wings and took off, soaring in the air, helping Harry and the others to be vigilant.

In this case, the basilisk was not reckless and impulsive, but wandered in the black mist around them, and from time to time it slapped the stone pillar with its tail, making loud noises.

Then, when the three of Harry were attracted by a certain noise, the basilisk suddenly emerged from the black mist and attacked them.

This time, the phoenix flying high in the sky was the first to discover the situation, its wings fluttered, it swooped down, and pecked at the basilisk's head forcefully.

"Get away!"

The hissing sound was caught by Harry, and the basilisk naturally heard it too.

Originally, it wanted to stand up to the Phoenix's attack and get rid of Harry and the others first, but he had to listen to the master's words, so he had to turn his head to avoid the Phoenix's peck.

Facts have proved that Riddle's combat experience is still richer. The phoenix flew past the basilisk's head, and its sharp mouth directly cut its scales. Suddenly, a stream of black blood splashed on the ground, like a battle shower.

The basilisk in severe pain raised its head and roared, only then did it realize that this big bird was different from the ones he had encountered before, and it really had the strength to kill it.

Phoenix Fox missed a single hit, and continued to fly into the air, circling around the head of the basilisk. The snake melon was stimulated by the pain, and the vigilant people stood up, and opened their mouths towards the Phoenix, threateningly revealing the saber in their mouths. Thin and long fangs.

The two magical animals confronted each other like this, one side made tentative attacks from time to time, while the other side remained unchanged in response to all changes, just coiled into a snake formation and turned its head.

Just when Harry and the others breathed a sigh of relief because the basilisk was contained, a black beam of light suddenly shot out from the black mist under the Phoenix and hit it.

Riddle's newly formed necromancy spell - [Negative Energy Ray]!

[Negative Energy Ray]: Level 1 spell, consumes 1 mana, shoots out a negative energy ray, dealing negative energy damage equal to the intelligence value of the enemy, undead creatures are immune to this damage, and receive the same amount of healing effect.

The black light beam had a faint depraved aura, and it was incompatible with the golden-red positive energy of the phoenix. When they collided together, there was a violent reaction, and crackling sparks exploded.

Not only that, because Riddle was hiding in the dark, his strike even triggered the professional characteristic of [Trickster].

When [Trickster] makes a sneak attack, his attack will be accompanied by additional dark energy damage.

It was originally a negative energy attack, plus additional dark energy damage, and the two phases superimposed. Even the phoenix, which is a xxxxx-level magical animal, suffered a bit of a loss. It rolled and hit the ceiling of the secret room. A feather or two had fallen out.

And taking advantage of this excellent opportunity, the basilisk also swung its tail, and its coiled body suddenly straightened, as if it was a fired crossbow arrow, and rushed towards the phoenix.

"boom!"

A huge sound echoed in the secret room. The basilisk, with its phoenix on its head, hit the ceiling heavily, and gravel and smoke fell from the sky.

Harry dodged quickly, and in a panic, something soft hit him in the face.

It turned out that it was the basilisk's tail wagging just now, which swept the Sorting Hat that threw the phoenix on the ground into Harry's arms again.

Harry held on to the hat, unable to throw it away, and slapped it on his head indiscriminately.

Then, he raised his head, wanting to see the result of the battle between the phoenix and the basilisk. The next moment, a group of golden-red flames ignited beside him, and the wings of the phoenix that emerged from it slammed him aside.

Harry grabbed his hat, and before he could speak, the basilisk fell from the sky and hit him where he was standing.

If it weren't for Phoenix's wings just now, I'm afraid he would have already turned into meat sauce.

However, Phoenix Fox's condition didn't look very good at this time, it was no longer as gorgeous as it was at the beginning, sporadic scorched black marks could be seen on its body, and its feathers were also in a mess.

But Harry didn't have time to care about this, he lay down on the ground, avoiding the tail of the basilisk's sweeping, one snake and one bird were fighting around him like this.

"Help me! Help me!"

The little bit of courage in Harry's heart, just like the snow under the scorching sun, disappeared without a trace in the sound of howling wind from above.

His eyes were pressed tightly under the hat, and he murmured, "Please help me!"

No voice answered him. On the contrary, the sorting hat on his head was getting tighter and tighter, as if an invisible hand was clenching it tightly.

??! Something hard and heavy landed on top of Harry's head, nearly knocking him out of sight.

He quickly pulled off his hat, and what appeared in the hat was a sharp sword shining with silver light, and a ruby ​​the size of an egg was inlaid on the hilt.

Just as he was at a loss holding the sword, a familiar yet unexpected voice sounded not far away.

"Throw it over!"

It was obviously just a sentence without beginning or end, but Harry suddenly felt blessed, turned his body vigorously, and threw the sword in his hand like throwing a shot put.

The gorgeous big sword drew a smooth curve, flew over the Kuroshio, and fell into a rough palm under the gaze of everyone.

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