Hogwarts: Harley from the Witch Path

Chapter 121 Conversation with Tom Riddle (Additional update, two chapters in one)

Author: It’s Witch Harley

Chapter 121 Conversation with Tom Riddle (Additional update, two chapters in one)

"I thought you were so strong, but you turned out to be rubbish that breaks into pieces at the touch of a touch."

Harley shook her head disdainfully, and a large amount of spider silk appeared around her body.

Using the spider silk, she moved quickly and landed next to Professor Lockhart's body.

While the basilisk was still some distance away from her, Harley pulled out the special magic mirror on her body.

After the original experiment, Harley realized that there are also spirits in this magical world.

Therefore, she specially added a ritual to the magic mirror to capture the spirit body and make the spirit body imprisoned in the magic mirror, making it difficult to dissipate.

The current magic mirror is equivalent to a multifunctional charm that can be used permanently and repeatedly.

Although it is much more expensive and difficult to make than those disposable charms, this magic mirror is indeed more useful.

Witches are not good at channeling and can only slowly learn through acquired magic rituals. However, Harley believes that as long as the channel is repeated a few times, useful information can be obtained.

As for how to imprison spirit bodies, witches who are good at curses and black magic are absolute experts in this aspect.

Harry's hair grew rapidly, and she rolled up her wand and hung it by her ears, ensuring that she could always reach it.

Then she stretched out her right hand and grabbed it a few times in the void:

"The law of all laws prohibits spirit bodies from attaching themselves to dead bodies."

At the same time, Harley turned on her spiritual vision, waved forward the magic mirror she held in her left hand, and activated the solidified ritual on it.

Under the state of spiritual vision, Harry clearly saw Professor Lockhart's confused face. Under the influence of the Law of All Laws, Professor Lockhart's unresisting spirit body quickly separated.

While using the ritual to capture him, she subconsciously glanced at Professor Lockhart's body to see if there were any valuable magic items on it.

"Professor Lockhart is so rich! He actually carries such valuable magic items with him..."

Harry looked at the bright ball of light on Professor Lockhart's belly and sighed in his heart.

"Wait!" Harry suddenly realized something was wrong, "Whose magic item would be stuffed in the stomach?"

Harley reacted quickly, her legs suddenly exerted force, and she jumped into the distance. The spider silk wrapped around her body also shrank at the same time, pulling Harley in a direction away from Professor Lockhart's body.

"boom!"

A violent explosion suddenly sounded, and Professor Lockhart's stomach exploded, with organs flying and blood splattering, exactly like the previous Auror Captain Higgs.

But he was even luckier, because the professor's head and limbs were preserved, and only the torso was reduced to countless fragments that could not be pieced together.

Professor Lockhart once again set off his favorite fireworks, but the material was himself.

Harley fell back to the ground smoothly, her face looking extremely ugly.

Fortunately, I was aware of the danger before and reacted quickly, thus avoiding most of the explosions.

Harley even used the remaining power of the previously frozen world to form a thick ice wall using the snowflakes in mid-air.

Coupled with Harley's armor protection, it helped her block most of the shock waves and kept herself safe.

But this feeling of almost having an accident is really uncomfortable.

"Pa! Pa! Pa!" Applause suddenly rang out in the hall, accompanied by a loud rumbling noise.

All the doors in the auditorium were completely closed at some point, and they were filled with a sheen of magic.

A tall boy with black hair was standing on top of the basilisk, applauding and looking at her.

The boy is tall and handsome, with eyes as deep as black gemstones. His short, refreshing hair looks neat and tidy, and his thin body has no greasiness.

He is different from Professor Lockhart's deliberately put-on charm. His whole person is full of attraction and has a kind of natural charm.

Harley felt that if she were an ordinary girl, she would probably have a crush on him the first time she saw him.

There was a wand in the boy's ear. If Harry remembered correctly, it was the wand of the unlucky Auror Captain Higgs.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle?" Harley asked aloud.

Although she didn't know the boy in front of her, Harry could only think of the young version of Voldemort that Professor Lockhart mentioned before as someone who could remain so calm in such a tragic scene.

"Yes, it's me." The boy raised his eyebrows, and the wand flew into his hand.

He bowed kindly, with countless tenderness in his voice:

"Hello, Miss Harley. This is the first time we have met in real life.

I have to say, you are really as beautiful as a rose, and your whole person exudes an invisible fragrance that makes people want to be intoxicated.

But Miss Harley, I prefer you to call me 'Voldemort'. Don't you think this name is better?

‘Flying away from death’, how romantic! Isn’t this much better than the ordinary name of Tom?”

"Of course I don't think so." Harley said crisply, "Does your state count as escaping from death?

I saw your true form last semester. You know, he is just a mist now, fragile and helpless.

As for you now, I think you are probably a clone! Can't you also only stay in a diary?"

Riddle smiled without any embarrassment. He patted the basilisk and made a "hissing" sound from his mouth.

The basilisk obeyed and lowered its head to the ground.

Riddle jumped down and landed at the same height as Harley, and walked forward slowly, as if he was just going to see an old friend.

"Miss Harley, you know a lot. Although some of the information is not completely correct, it is basically close to the truth."

Riddle's eyes showed appreciation,

"Although I don't know why you were able to defeat my true form when you were still a baby, that trash who thought you were great.

But I think you do have the qualifications now, and you have the qualifications to defeat the greatest dark wizard in history."

Riddle stood not far from Harley, and then asked softly and abruptly: "We are all extraordinary, we are both young, and we are both in our prime.

Do you want to join forces with me, Harley? We can change the world!"

His voice was full of fascination and had a special magic power attached to it.

If it weren't for the fact that the witch itself has a very strong charm and Harley is more familiar with this ability, then Harley thinks it's really possible that she might have been tricked unknowingly.

Harley did not answer immediately, but tilted her head: "Your body killed my parents, and you still want to join forces with me?"

"First of all, he is not my body." Riddle shook his head and retorted, "He is my future, a failed and stupid future.

Believe me, I hate him as much as you do, because he chose the stupidest path, a path that abandoned wisdom and brains.

But I am different. I am still sixteen years old. I have reason and unlimited possibilities.

If you are willing to join forces with me, I can kill him with my own hands to prove that what I said is true, or I can let you kill him to take revenge, if you want.

In addition, although he killed your parents, what are your parents? I never felt that there was a need for parents to exist——"

Having said this, the smile on Riddle's face disappeared and became slightly cold.

"——They are just dirty tools, useless except for certain specific uses.

I have never cared about my parents, and people like you, like me, probably don’t care about your own parents either.”

Harley didn't respond, but sat on a chair nearby.

Black flames ignited on his body, clearing away the ice on the chair.

She gently lifted her chin and looked at Riddle: "Then can we sit down and talk? There are many things I can't figure out."

"You don't have to try to delay time and wait for Professor McGonagall and the Auror to come in." A smile appeared on Riddle's face again.

"I am an orthodox descendant of Slytherin and have certain control over the castle.

Now this auditorium is temporarily closed by the power of Hogwarts, and no one can forcefully rush in."

"I'm just curious about some things, so I want to chat with you." Harry's expression remained unchanged.

"Okay, let's talk." Riddle waved his wand, and the blue flame burned away the frost on the chair.

"You ask, Miss Hallie, I can answer any questions you have."

Harry curled her lips secretly. She would not completely believe a word of what the young man in front of her, Voldemort, said.

After all, having lived so long, Harley could tell at a glance that he was a standard liar.

Apart from anything else, if no one could enter the auditorium, then why did he send Dumbledore away in advance? It wasn't because of fear!

"What are the circumstances of the series of attacks in the castle? What is your relationship with Professor Lockhart?"

Although she didn't completely believe Riddle's answer, Harley still asked.

"Our relationship? He is a fool, I am not, it's that simple." Riddle answered the question with a hint of pride in his voice.

"That little girl named Ginny got me and poured her love into me when I was still a diary.

I took the opportunity to extract part of her life force, restored a certain amount of strength, and controlled her to carry out an attack.

It's a pity that she was quickly listed as a suspect, so I naturally chose to transfer.

And Lockhart, who seems to know nothing, is obviously a very manipulative person.

But I didn't expect that I was mistaken. I thought he was a loser, but it turned out that he had some skills.

At least he has good talents in memory magic and illusion, but his performance is unstable due to his own reasons.

He wants to control me, but I also want to control him, and neither of us can do anything about the other.

Later, we initially reached a deal, he helped me possess a body, and I helped him lift the curse and fulfill some of his wishes.

Then he used his handsome face to fall in love with some little witches, and took the opportunity to hand me into the hands of different people, launch attacks and drain my life force.

It's a pity, he is a fool." At this point, Riddle laughed sarcastically.

"I couldn't control him before, just because I was too weak.

After collecting a large amount of vitality and fear, and extracting the lives and souls of the twelve monsters, Lockhart was just a toy in my eyes.

I then gave him a chance to lift the curse, quietly modified his memory, and instilled a lot of combat knowledge into him.

Otherwise, how could he, a loser who only knows illusions and sneak attacks, be so brave before?"

"So he's not normal today, and it's all because of you? I don't think that flamboyant person has the courage to confront the Ministry of Magic in public."

"I'm just trying to fulfill his wish." Riddle nodded.

"His talent is stronger than that of ordinary wizards, but he is not satisfied with it and wants to be a celebrity like Dumbledore.

He was unwilling to follow the rules step by step, so in order to take shortcuts, he chose to study illusion and memory magic, and express himself through grand illusions.

It was by using this combination that he successfully stole the memories of many people and successfully packaged himself.

However, the good swimmer drowned and was cursed by the old wizard during his last sneak attack.

He himself is an arrogant person, and this arrogance was once again amplified, even interfering with his spellcasting.

So he chose to stop this behavior. After all, there was no absolute certainty. But he couldn't give up fame and fortune, so he chose to become a teacher.

After all, according to his impression, besides reading textbooks, what else does a teacher do?

Of course, he is still unwilling in his heart. After all, he wants to become the greatest person in the magic world, and even be recorded in the history of magic, so that everyone can know him.

Then I naturally had to fulfill his wish. I used part of the power of those monsters to lift Lockhart's seal, strengthen it, and teach him a devastating spell.

However, during this period, I quietly modified his memory, blurred his thinking ability, amplified the fantasies and desires in his mind, and made him unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Under such circumstances, he naturally acted unscrupulously and spoke unabashedly. He had the courage to charge the Ministry of Magic in public, and during the battle with you, he also spoke unabashedly.

You see, how merciful I am! Let him realize his wish once before he died, and finally die in a sober state."

Having said this, Riddle sighed, looking pitiful.

"I probably understand." Harley nodded, "So now, you want to cooperate with me?"

"Yes, we are both geniuses and young, and we can definitely change the magical world, right?

You see, Dumbledore was kicked out of Hogwarts easily by me, and the reason was simply because the Ministry of Magic was too corrupt and some high-ranking people were too incompetent.

As pure-blood nobles with a surname with a long history, we should naturally change this magical world!

Are you willing to help me, Miss Harley?" Riddle stretched out his hand to Harry, his voice very sincere.

That magical temptation appeared again, constantly trying to attract Harry.

"Of course...I don't want to!"

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu for the tip!)

(End of chapter)