Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

Harry thought he was going to die.

His body was very cold, his hands and feet were cold, and even the pain was gradually lessening...

If that's what death really feels like, it's not particularly uncomfortable.

But is this really death? thought Harry.

Not only did the secret room in front of him not become completely dark, but gradually became clearer, and he could even clearly see the tears on Ron's face.

Sure enough, I am about to die, have I started to hallucinate?

Harry shook his head slightly.

It's just that the illusion became more and more clear. He saw the Phoenix Fox, the big bird was still resting its head on his ankle, and around the black wound was a stream of pearl-like tears—eh, strange, why did the wound disappear?

Lockhart was the first to notice the change, followed by Ron and Neville, and finally Tom Riddle.

As if falling from a high cloud, that feeling made Riddle extremely painful.

Restraint, restraint, pressure, as if the escaped tiger was put back into the cage again, all kinds of uncomfortable feelings returned to him.

"Get off, you bastard," Riddle suddenly yelled in an angry voice, "get off him, you hear me, get off!"

Harry looked up, and he saw Riddle pointing at Fawkes, a black [negative energy ray] emerging from his fingertips.

Before everyone could react, Phoenix Fox flew up like a whirlwind of gold and red.

"Bastard, the tears of the phoenix..." Tom Riddle cursed in a low voice, his eyes fixed on Harry's intact ankle, "of course...there is a healing effect...Damn it, I forgot...could it really be The so-called fate..."

He watched Harry's face.

"But it doesn't matter, even if there is a so-called fate, I still want to break it. In fact, I think it's better, come on, Harry Potter... let me end the so-called fate with my own hands..."

Tom Riddle raised his hands, and the dark magic power spun and condensed in his palms. Lockhart stood in front of Harry and raised his vigilance.

But the next moment, Neville, who was standing next to Harry, suddenly waved the Gryffindor sword in his hand,

Cut to Harry's neck.

This sudden attack startled Ron who was next to him. Although he didn't know what Neville's sudden madness was, he got up subconsciously and wanted to help Harry block the sword.

It's just that Neville, like a prophet, kicked Ron in the stomach while swinging his sword.

The kick didn't use much force, it just kicked Ron away and sat on the ground.

But at the next moment, a small white bone snake with the thickness of an index finger and complicated dark green runes catapulted towards Harry's neck silently.

It turned out that Tom Riddle's attack was fake, and driving the bone viper that had just bitten Harry was the real killer.

Judging from the fact that it aimed at Harry's neck, Tom Riddle also paid more attention to the so-called fate, and went directly to the result of killing the target immediately.

However, fate seemed to have played a joke on him again.

When the Bone Viper shot up, the sword that Neville swung down blocked it in front of it.

The first-level prophecy spell——【Fight the enemy first】!

The combination of law and martial arts is so unreasonable. When the two are superimposed together, they have a bit of the ability of Chinese warriors who have the foresight before the autumn wind moves.

The Bone Viper collided with the long sword, making a crisp sound of "Dang".

Neville only felt a ferocious force coming from the sword, and he almost couldn't hold it, so he let it go.

That little white bone poisonous snake is no less than a strong bow and crossbow. If it wasn't for the Gryffindor sword he held in his hand, I'm afraid that the sword would have broken people to death at this moment.

Fortunately, Neville's swordsmanship foundation is very solid after all, and his talent is also very outstanding. When blocking, he still has a little bit of strength, which relieves some of his strength.

It's just that after the Bone Viper was bounced away, it landed on the ground, its tail flicked, and there was another "whoosh", and it repeated the same trick, rushing towards Harry.

Neville and Lockhart hurriedly dealt with it, but this little thing was too small, as tough as steel itself, and extremely flexible, the two of them couldn't hold it for a while.

But this Harry is not dead, and Tom Riddle's plot can be regarded as a failure.

"Tom, as I said, you've always been a failure, past, present, and future."

Clark's words came from afar, making Tom Riddle furious.

Just the next moment, his heart suddenly woke up again, "No, why am I entangled with them here for so long?"

He seemed to have suddenly realized, "Even if I kill them all, I will still die when Dumbledore comes back. Since I have been resurrected, I should go first."

Thinking of this, Tom Riddle broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

Suddenly, he seemed to go crazy. He didn't care about it, and he only wanted to trouble Harry Potter. He completely lost his previous cautiousness and calmness.

Is this also influenced by fate?

Tom Riddle's doubts increased greatly. He only felt that his "advance" seemed to be confused by fate, and his "retreat" seemed to be disturbed by fate.

It's just that he was in a dilemma there, and Hermione was not idle.

As early as when she was entangled by those skeletal undead just now, Hermione was depressed and unbearable because of being interrupted from casting spells.

At this time, the black mist was dispelled by Nobeta, and Tom Riddle appeared, and she immediately prepared the spell without hesitation.

This time, because she was worried that the other party was still using an illusion clone, she cast a marked spell first.

A level 2 evocation spell——[Eternal Flame]!

Sure enough, there was no reaction from Tom Riddle who was standing on the bright side. Instead, a loud flame burst out from the sole of the Slytherin statue.

Tom Riddle's real body hiding in the dark erupted like a torch, clearly visible in this secret room.

Even if he reacted immediately, while using negative energy to suppress the flames, while using several illusion spells in a row, and kept changing directions, it didn't work.

No matter where he hid, the flame followed him everywhere, although it didn't hurt at all, it clearly marked his location.

After determining the real position of the enemy, Hermione raised her hand and used the second magic she had prepared.

A dazzling beam of golden light in white, carrying the aura of destroying all darkness, fell on Tom Riddle almost on a whim.

The other party wanted to dodge a thing or two during this process, but the speed of light itself was extremely fast, coupled with the unextinguished flame on Riddle's body, it seemed to be echoing the beam magic, and when the two superimposed, he was immediately beaten one is right.

Level 2 evocation spell——【Sun Rays】!

This kind of magic that imitated sunlight to cause damage immediately blinded Tom Riddle's eyes.

The famous Voldemort suffered a loss for the first time after his resurrection.

And this time, it also seemed to indicate that his villain luck began to plummet from the highest point.

Neville, who was not far away, raised his breath and slashed, splitting the bone viper in half with a single strike.

Lockhart finally used the magic that he hadn't used in the Dueling Club before.

"Disarm you!"

Even if Tom Riddle didn't have a weapon in his hand, he flew upside down as if he had been hit by a bull.

Nobetta, the fire dragon gliding in the air, cheered and opened his mouth wide, ready to cremate him.

Just at this moment, the basilisk, which was left with only a pile of white bones due to the explosion of flesh and blood, suddenly jumped up from the ground, opened its bloody skull, and swallowed Tom Riddle in one gulp.

The skeleton of the basilisk was turned into a dead spirit.

Everyone present was shocked, but after swallowing Tom Riddle, the basilisk skeleton rushed up to the statue of Slytherin with its owner shaking its head and tail.

Facing the menacing basilisk skeleton approaching like a train, Clark didn't dare to block it head-on, and quickly jumped off the statue with Hermione in his arms.

Even Hermione let out a cry from the jump from such a height.

Fortunately, Nobeta, who had just been snatched by the dragon's mouth, flew under them with a flutter of wings and caught the two of them because of her connection with Clark.

It's just that the unstoppable basilisk skeleton quickly got into the half-blown mouth of the Slytherin statue.

"He wants to escape!"

Seeing the enemy leave, Harry immediately yelled, but the speed of the basilisk skeleton was like a galloping horse, how could he catch up?

No, someone still caught up.

Clark and Hermione lay on Noberta's back, followed the basilisk skeleton, and got into the mouth of the Slytherin statue together.

One snake and one dragon returned to the space inside the statue.

Although the basilisk was dead, Tom Riddle recovered from the [sunlight ray] just now, and his eyes could barely see.

He directed the basilisk skeleton under him to drill into the pipes, planning to use these pipes extending in all directions to escape Hogwarts first.

Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

He was defeated today, but as a Horcrux split from the Dark Lord, he also knew a thing or two about the various backhands left by the main body.

As long as he escapes and finds some treasures and resources left by Voldemort, he can make a comeback.

Even if he can devour a few other Horcruxes, he might be able to use the newly acquired ability to go one step further, spying on the mighty power that only exists in myths and legends.

The moment he got into the pipeline, the corner of his eyes glanced at the magic circle that Clark had set up for Hermione's job change, but this vague glance didn't make him take it seriously.

The pipeline leading to nowhere is his real hope.

Behind him, Clark, who was catching up, ordered the fire dragon to stop beside the magic circle.

"I'm going to chase someone, you stay here and prepare to finish."

Clark stuffed the magic bag containing the golden idol into Hermione's arms, and then transmitted some special knowledge into her mind through a mind link.

After doing this, before Hermione could speak, he lay on Nobeta's back alone, and patted Xiaolongnv's neck lightly.

Norbeta got the order and jumped into the pipeline where the basilisk left, leaving only Hermione standing by the magic circle.

Although the thick pipe has been casted with the traceless stretching spell, it can only pass through the basilisk.

After eating, eating, sleeping and sleeping for a year, the one-year-old Charmander Nobeta is already about the size of a small convertible pickup truck. The diameter of the pipe is simply not enough for her to spread her wings.

Therefore, in this pipeline, Norberta could only carry Clark on his back, fold his wings, and stride forward.

Fortunately, although fire dragons are not known for running, that's just because they have two wings, which makes flying easier.

After all, these big guys still belong to the class of reptiles, and their distant relatives, lizards, are also good at flying over eaves and walls.

I saw that Nobeta had really opened the dragon spine, her limbs were moving like the wind, her spine was undulating, her dragon tail was swaying, and her wings were folded to reduce wind resistance. She was actually hanging tightly behind the basilisk.

If it wasn't for the fact that the basilisk is now only a skeleton and has lost a lot of weight, I'm afraid it will be caught up by Norbeta in a matter of minutes.

A snake and a dragon chased each other in the pipeline like this.

Clark lay on Norberta's back, with the strong wind blowing in his face, like riding a roller coaster, with only the wall of the tube flying backwards in front of him, pulling out strange lines.

In this way, after turning countless turns, I don't know how far they chased. Anyway, after going up and down, left and right, they followed the basilisk, and finally came to the exit of the pipeline, and plunged into it. in the water.

When they floated up from the water and saw the sky full of stars, they realized that they had followed the pipeline and ran to the black lake outside the castle.

The lake water in early summer was still cool, and Clark and Norbeta flew directly from the lake.

With the help of the characteristics of the fire dragon [blind sense] and the bright moonlight, they quickly found the skeleton of the basilisk wandering on the lake.

And the escaped Tom Riddle was sitting in the skull of the basilisk at the moment.

However, if you look closely, you will find that in the opposite direction of the basilisk's escape, there is a dim human-shaped shadow, drifting farther and farther with the current.

It seems that Riddle in the basilisk skeleton is just an illusion bait, and the real Dark Lord is actually the shadow in the opposite direction.

But Clark patted Norberta's neck, but the little charmander ignored the so-called real body, but instead rushed towards the fleeing basilisk skeleton, and opened its mouth wide.

"call!"

The fiery dragon flames seemed to descend from the sky like a gorgeous curtain, igniting the basilisk skeleton and the surrounding lake.

"Bastard, how did you find me?" An angry cursing sound came from the head of the basilisk skeleton, it was Tom Riddle's voice.

It turned out that the shadow that fled in the opposite direction was the smoke bomb that was thrown. His real body, on the contrary, stayed with the biggest target contrary to common sense.