Hogwarts starts with stealing power

The scene became a little quiet for a moment.

While Voldemort was speaking, even the basilisk rolling on the ground stopped moving, as if listening to his arrangements.

However, before Voldemort could finish speaking, Ron shivered with fear, fearing that Voldemort would control the basilisk and eat him!

In panic, he pointed his wand at the snake that suddenly stopped, and shouted out the classic mantra: "Stand still!"

Hereby——

A thick and gleaming green light suddenly hit the basilisk.

I don’t know if Ron is just lucky.

He just took a random aim without aiming in the direction. As a result, the light hit the basilisk's already injured eye!

"Hiss-"

Everyone heard the angry and painful roar of the basilisk. It could no longer restrain itself and rolled around, becoming extremely violent.

Lin Xia suddenly smelled a smell of blood.

She immediately looked at the little wizard, and no one was hurt.

Lin Xia couldn't help but be startled. In other words, it was the basilisk that was injured. The basilisk was disabled by Ron's curse?

Lin Xia glanced at Ron quietly, with a flash of thought in her eyes.

Ron’s talent for magic cannot be underestimated!

An ugly smile appeared on Voldemort's lips. He was more sensitive than the young wizard, so he naturally smelled the smell of blood.

Unlike the smell of human blood, basilisk blood emits a fishy smell.

Voldemort looked at Ron, a look of doubt flashing in his eyes.

In his opinion, this little wizard was ordinary and not powerful at all. The only thing he could do well was to become Harry's friend.

Although the Weasley family is pure blood, this family is not socially savvy, stubborn and inflexible, and has been in Gryffindor for generations.

Therefore, even though it was a pure-blood family, Voldemort did not seek cooperation with this family at first.

Different road non-phase plan.

Finally, I heard that the Weasley family had become a member of the Order of the Phoenix... Thinking of this, Voldemort's eyes darkened slightly.

Could it be that there was Dumbledore's backhand hidden in Ron, so he couldn't find anything special about Ron?

Yes, that must be the case!

Voldemort felt a surge of anger in his heart, which was resentment towards Dumbledore.

Dumbledore had been holding him back when he needed help.

When he was young, Dumbledore always looked at him with those suspicious eyes even though he had done nothing.

It was as if he was a rat in the gutter, ready to explode and hurt someone at any time.

He obviously wants to do the best for the wizarding world!

Lower creatures like Muggles should submit to the wizarding world, and wizards should rule all mankind!

Voldemort stared at Ron fiercely and said in a hoarse voice: "It seems that we have a person here who shouldn't be there, Dumbledore, you can't stop me."

Ron looked confused.

Dumbledore?

He looked around. Is the principal here? Where is he?

The other little wizards also looked at each other. Voldemort stared at Ron and said this. Could it be that Dumbledore was beside Ron.

Lin Xia couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

But she soon regained her composure.

With her current strength, if a wizard came to them using the invisibility spell, she would not notice anything.

And she knew that Ron's curse was not taught by Dumbledore, but was cast by him himself.

Voldemort looked gloomy, suddenly waved his wand, and cast a spell silently.

The wand in Ron's hand was suddenly pulled by a force and flew out of his hand.

Voldemort's voice came: "This is only fair."

"Dumbledore, I don't know what you want to do, but you absolutely can't stop me. No one can stop my return, no one!"

Seeing that the basilisk continued to move, a new battle was about to begin.

Voldemort still kept a weird smile on his face. He wanted to watch this battle. It would be better if a few young wizards could die.

He thought leisurely that maybe he could give the basilisk a more cruel order: leave no one behind!

Only after Harry kills the basilisk can he be qualified to talk to him.

When I saw Harry this time, I found that he was so weak and was losing ground in the face of the Basilisk's attacks. This made Voldemort extremely disappointed.

Why did he care so much about Harry before?

This shouldn't be the case.

He should not pay too much attention to a loser, a person who is destined to be his defeat.

The little wizard was about to run somewhere else to dodge, when he suddenly froze and heard a burst of music.

Grace turned around suddenly and looked at the empty secret room.

There are no musical instruments here, there should be no music, but the music is getting louder and louder, ethereal, ethereal, mysterious, and exciting.

Harry's heart was pounding. The music made the hair on his scalp stand up and his heart seemed to swell.

At this moment, he felt that he was omnipotent and invincible, and it was easy to defeat Voldemort!

Not only Harry thought so, but others also thought so.

This music can inspire courage in people's hearts and restore their fatigue!

The music got louder and louder, and when it got higher and higher, suddenly, a wisp of flames spurted out from the top of a certain stone pillar, and a bright red bird fell from the sky in the flames.

It was as big as a crane, and its entire body was surrounded by flames.

Lin Xia's heart sank slightly.

Phoenix - Phoenix!

The phoenix plays its magical music on the vaulted ceiling.

The young wizard then discovered that the bird actually had its own music. It could control the volume of the music by flying at will.

It had a golden tail, like a peacock's tail, and a pair of golden claws, holding a tattered package in its claws.

The bird flew straight towards Harry, threw the tattered package in its claws at Harry's feet, and then returned to hover above.

The package at Harry's feet attracted everyone's attention. A closer look revealed that it was the Sorting Hat!

Gris suddenly laughed: "A phoenix and a tattered hat, is this Dumbledore's back-up?"

He laughed so hard that he bent over, "Does he think too highly of you, or does he think too highly of me?"

However, Gris's arrogance did not last long. The next second, the phoenix suddenly flew above the basilisk and pecked the other eye of the basilisk with its sharp and long beak.

Suddenly, a stream of black blood splashed on the ground.

The stench in the air became stronger and stronger. As the phoenix moved, the black blood kept spraying out like rain.

The basilisk's tail was swinging wildly. It was going crazy and wanted to bite the phoenix Fawkes to death, but it couldn't do it!

Few creatures on land can compare to flying creatures.

Not to mention, the phoenix is ​​not much weaker than the basilisk.

The basilisk's madness almost affected the little wizards, and the little wizards fled, not daring to make any moves.

This battle was no longer something they could intervene in.

Of course, there were some little wizards who didn't give up, such as Mikel who had just joined the battle.

He was not as tired as other little wizards, and was still excited. He boldly aimed the wand in his hand-

"Break into pieces!"

He was aiming at Gress!

Although he had Voldemort's soul, his body was still just that of a little wizard.

And this smashed into pieces was Voldemort's soul before, and the spell was specially modified to be faster and more powerful than the original one.

Voldemort was unable to react in time and was crushed to pieces by this enhanced version.

A line of words immediately appeared on the system panel in front of Mikel:

[You attacked Voldemort's soul, activated the stealing skill, failed to steal, and gained 233 experience points]

Mikel was excited, it worked, it really worked!

Such a weak Voldemort, there are enough for him to fleece!

But if he attacked alone, it would be too conspicuous. If a professor asked about it later, it would be difficult to answer.

Mikel shouted loudly: "Hurry up and attack Voldemort. As long as we kill it, the basilisk will not listen to him and will destroy us!"

Hermione hesitated and said: "But, that's Gress..."

Mickel shouted: "Gress is dead. Have you ever seen anyone who was possessed by Voldemort survive?

Just like Quirrell in the last school year, he died in the end and became Voldemort's puppet. Even Professor Quirrell couldn't resist Voldemort, let alone Gress?"

Hermione was a little undecided and turned to look at Lin Xia.

Lin Xia quietly looked at Gress who fell to the ground in pain, as if thinking about something.

Mickel shouted again: "Hurry up and attack!"

Draco and the Weasley twins did not move.

One was to do whatever Lin Xia wanted to do, and the other was also hesitating whether Gress was dead or not.

And Harry.

Since picking up the Sorting Hat, he felt that the Sorting Hat was a bit heavy.

He had picked up the Sorting Hat before, and it was not so heavy before.

Touching through the cloth, Harry felt something hard. He reached out his hand and touched a smooth handle.

Harry wanted to take it out, but found that he didn't have enough strength to take it out.

Ron lowered his head and looked for his wand.

"Just now it seemed to fly to this place, or that place, or maybe here?"

Ron was very anxious.

Losing the wand means losing the combat power. Whether it is the basilisk or Gris, he can't deal with it. On the contrary, he has to be protected by his friends.

Seeing that they were unmoved, Mikel cursed in his heart.

They are obviously impulsive Gryffindors, how come they suddenly become stable.

Isn't it just Gris?

Normally, Harry and his friends don't have a good relationship with Gris, and they often quarrel. At such an important juncture, they are still hesitating whether to cast a spell on Gris?

Indecisive, not Gryffindor at all!

Fearing that Voldemort would come after him when he stood up, Mikel, under great pressure, aimed his wand at Gress and fired again:

"Break into pieces!"

Voldemort wanted to speak, but the intense pain came over him, pulling his fragile nerves, and he couldn't help but scream in pain.

Correspondingly, his face was no longer so blurry, and it didn't change back and forth, but was fixed on Gress's face.

"Gress" screamed in pain: "What are you doing? You are wielding a knife at your companions. The professor will not let you go, and you will be kicked out of Hogwarts!"

Mickel's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that he guessed wrong, Gress and Voldemort were in a symbiotic state, and Gress's soul was still in his body?

"Gress" screamed: "Save me, come quickly, save me, my body is in too much pain!"

Hermione couldn't help but take a few steps forward, but the next second, Lin Xia grabbed her and shook her head at her.

She said calmly: "Don't go over there, he is Voldemort, not Gress. Mikel is right, no one can escape from Voldemort's symbiosis."

Draco asked nervously: "So the crying person——"

Lin Xia said affirmatively: "It was Voldemort who turned into him."

Hermione looked determined, no longer hesitated, and cast a spell at Gress: "Shattered to pieces!"

Draco also cast a spell: "Thunder Explosion!"

The Weasley twins looked at each other and waved their wands: "Burning flames!"

Besieged by so many magics, Gress, who was lying on the ground wailing, didn't pretend anymore, and quickly stood up and cast a spell:

"Iron Armor!"

He used the Iron Armor much more skillfully than the little wizard, and an invisible defense rose up, rebounding all the little wizard's spells.

The little wizard no longer hesitated.

Such a casting speed and defense are definitely Voldemort, and their little wizards can never do this.

The young wizard stared at Gress, casting spells while dodging and retreating, not confronting Gress head-on.

Although Voldemort's soul was revived, it was also restricted by Gress's body.

Voldemort could only use weak magic to deal with their attacks and could not find a chance to fight back.

The young wizard was equivalent to curbing Voldemort's actions, so that no one could intervene in the duel between Fawkes and the basilisk.

But as time went on, the power of the young wizard's spell became weaker and weaker, while Voldemort, on the contrary, became stronger and stronger.

Just at this time, Harry pulled out the things in the Sorting Hat bit by bit.

He only pulled out a corner, which was a shiny silver sword.

Harry took a deep breath and pulled out the silver sword with force.

With a clang, the silver sword was completely pulled out as if it was out of its sheath.

Holding the sword, Harry suddenly rose up with infinite courage and walked towards the basilisk.

Fawkes had already started flying in the air, dodging the basilisk, not as brave as before.

Harry saw the two huge, bloody eye sockets of the basilisk.

——The basilisk was blinded by Fox!

Because of the excessive pain, it was very irritable, and its mouth opened very wide, so big that it could swallow everyone. Two rows of fangs as long as his silver sword were exposed in its mouth, shining coldly and containing venom...

The basilisk suddenly rushed towards it!

Harry dodged quickly and hit the wall of the bathroom.

After a while, the basilisk pounced again, and its forked tongue swished across Harry's body.

Harry raised the silver sword with both hands.

The basilisk pounced again, and this time his goal was very clear, that is, to eat Harry.

The two collided directly, and Harry used all his strength on the silver sword, and stabbed it deeply into the upper jaw of the basilisk, up to the hilt!

A stream of hot, smelly black snake blood dripped on Harry's arm.

Harry felt a pain in his arm. It turned out that the fangs of the basilisk were deeply embedded in his arm.

The basilisk was stabbed by the silver sword and rolled over in pain. The fangs that were oozing venom also broke and remained in Harry's arm.

"Harry!"

"Harry!"

All this happened in a flash. The little wizard had no time to react. Harry and the basilisk had a fight.

They ran over and surrounded Harry in panic.

Ron: "Poison, poison, what should I do? The fangs of the basilisk are highly poisonous!"

Hermione covered her head with her hands, her eyes slightly red, and she tried desperately to think of a solution.

Lin Xia frowned. The poison of the basilisk...

She had sacrificed the basilisk before, and the strange objects she made were all poisons, but there was no antidote.

Harry took a deep breath and pulled out the fangs on his arm, "Ah!!!"

There was a big hole in his arm, and blood was constantly oozing out.