Hogwarts: This wizard wants to make progress too much

Chapter 132: Nibelungen

Bang!

Percy forcefully pushed open the dormitory door.

The three people chatting on a bed were startled. When they saw Percy leading the way, followed by Ron, Fred, and George, the fear in the eyes of two of them flashed by, and they quickly got up and retreated. The other fat man could only follow them.

Just now, a few people were discussing whether to find Professor McGonagall and ask Ron to move out of this dormitory. After all, Ron even hit Harry, so wouldn't he show mercy to them?

Only Neville disagreed with this idea and was still arguing with the two of them. Just when the discussion was intense, Percy led people in. Besides Ethan, all those behind him were Weasleys.

I don't know if they heard what they were talking about just now. If they did, it would be troublesome.

Looking at Percy's appearance, it was obvious that he came with ill intentions. The possibility of them hearing it was quite high.

Ethan was also entering the Gryffindor dormitory for the first time. He had been to the common room before, but this was his first time in the dormitory, so he looked around.

This was a standard five-person room. The space was the same as the Ravenclaw dormitory, but there was one more bed, which meant the activity space was smaller.

The decoration was a bit worse than Ravenclaw's, and the overall color was mainly red.

In addition to Neville and Seamus, these two acquaintances, there was also a black man, Dean Thomas, who was also Harry's roommate. "Weasley, I'm telling you, don't mess around. This is inside the dormitory."

Dean Thomas swallowed a mouthful of saliva while looking at the approaching people, but still pretended to be calm.

"Thomas, we're not here to find you. We're just retrieving something."

Percy's face darkened. He knew that they were being misunderstood.

This showed how deeply Ron's words had affected the Weasley family.

Ethan, watching all of this from behind, knew that this was caused by preconceived notions.

Ron's previous impression on everyone was that of a magical idiot. Whether it was Charms or Transfiguration, his grades were terrible. Suddenly, one day, he became awesome and almost killed his best friend with dark magic.

What kind of impression do you think everyone would have of him?

"Ron, take out the diary!"

Percy didn't want to explain anymore. If they misunderstood, so be it!

Anyway, he had seen a lot today. Only after clarifying could he change everything.

Hearing Percy's words, Ron silently nodded, walked directly to his bunk, opened a box, which was full of clothes and such.

He took out a small, thin diary with a black cover.

"This is it!"

Saying that, Ron raised the diary in his hand.

Suddenly, Ron's expression changed, and he swung the wand in his hand fiercely at Percy and the others.

"Fiendfyre!"

Orange-red flames covered half of the dormitory, and continuous explosions came from inside.

Ethan pulled the twins to his side with both hands, and a blue barrier stood up in front of Ethan.

No matter how fierce the explosion was, it could not break through the barrier at all.

"Ethan, Percy!"

George looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, at a loss. He really didn't expect Ron to play this trick.

"Believe that he can protect himself!"

Ethan didn't expect this either, but it seemed that Little Tom had taken over and was controlling Ron.

It was estimated that Little Tom noticed it when Ron picked up the diary, which was why this happened.

The explosion continued, and most of the dormitory had been blown into a mess. Fortunately, Hogwarts Castle was full of magic, and many buildings had some defensive effects. Otherwise, this floor would probably have been blown through, and Ethan and the others would have fallen downstairs.

The Fiendfyre Curse was still quite powerful. Casting a flame could cause anything it touched to explode, whether it was a house, the ground, or a human body. Whatever it touched would explode.

Peter Pettigrew used this to blow up an entire street, plus twelve Muggles.

Fred was also suspected of being blown to death by this curse.

Such a big commotion naturally couldn't be hidden from the other dormitories. A large number of young wizards opened their dormitory doors and stretched their heads to look into the corridor.

"Everyone, leave here! Don't stay in the dormitory!"

"Lee, go find Professor McGonagall, and hurry!"

Fred and George immediately shouted to the surroundings.

Percy and Ron's three roommates were caught in it, and no one knew what happened to them. They couldn't let more people be affected.

"I'll go now!"

Lee Jordan didn't ask the reason and ran outside. Professors usually didn't live in the dormitory. They had their own resting space behind their offices.

The others didn't dare to stay when they saw this and ran outside one after another.

It wasn't until this time that the explosion gradually subsided.

The entire dormitory had been blown into a mess, charred black, with debris scattered everywhere.

Percy fell on the ground, his life or death unknown, his whole body charred black, and he didn't move at all.

Neville and his three were hiding in the back corner and were not seriously injured, but they were also frightened enough.

"Percy, how are you?"

George was about to rush over to check Percy's condition, but Fred grabbed him.

"You're not Ron, am I right?"

"Tom Riddle's soul!"

Ron couldn't possibly launch such an attack on Percy, and Ron had clearly agreed to take out the diary. He wouldn't suddenly change his mind now. Only if the person standing in front of him was not Ron could this be explained clearly.

Since it wasn't Ron, George certainly couldn't go forward. He wouldn't hold back.

Percy had been blown into this state, so could George, who was weaker, get any better?

"Correct one point, I am not Tom Riddle's soul, but a piece of his memory."

Tom Riddle wasn't in a hurry to leave, mainly because Ethan's strength couldn't be broken through in a short time, as could be seen from that Shield Charm.

What was the point of all those Blasting Curses just now?

Wasn't it just to break through their Shield Charms, blow them up, and then leave at his leisure?

Unfortunately, only Percy's Shield Charm was blown to pieces; Ethan's Shield Charm was clearly unshaken.

Worthy of being the genius who, in Ron's words, made Slytherin unable to breathe, much stronger than I was in my second year.

If he wants to leave, he can only look for another opportunity.

As for Fred, although he was a little surprised that this was just a memory, he didn't want to pay so much attention.

"I don't care if you're a memory or a soul, get out of Ron's body now."

Ron, controlled by Little Tom, looked at everyone contemptuously.

"Ron once said that I am his best friend, but now he wants to hand me over, so aren't he and I inseparable? Isn't that appropriate?"

"And you, Fred Weasley and George Weasley, Ron has complained to me a lot about you guys, often teasing him, having money of your own but unwilling to give your little brother any, and he has to be a guinea pig to get a little bit of your grace. You don't deserve to be his brothers at all."

"And Ethan Iadrian, Ron is learning dark magic from me, and a large part of the reason is because of you. Who told you to be too dazzling, obscuring the glory that belongs to him? As a friend, you are also unqualified..."

"Is that all you can say?"

Ethan looked at Little Tom coldly and said slowly, wondering what use it was for him to say these things.

It had no effect on him, but Fred and George's emotions fluctuated a little.

As for the three in the corner, they were huddled together shivering, not daring to make a sound.

Seeing Ethan say this, a trace of disappointment flashed across Little Tom's face. His rhetoric had not worked. As long as he could expose Ethan's flaw, he could escape through the window. As for the fact that he was on the eighth floor, did that affect him?

"Then I have another identity. Do you want to know?"

Little Tom drew a few strokes in the air with his wand, writing three shining names:

TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE

Then Little Tom waved his wand again, and the letters automatically changed positions, becoming:

I AM LORD VOLDEMORT

"See?"

"Tom Riddle is just my name when I was studying. Voldemort is my past, present, and future."

Although saying this was a bit of a trap for the main soul, Little Tom couldn't care so much. If the main soul discovered his specialness, he would probably be restricted or even have his wisdom erased.

"Then Ron told you that when Voldemort came back last year, it was me and Harry who faced him, using Harry to defeat him. So who are you trying to scare here with this memory? Professor Dumbledore should be here soon."

Ethan glanced at Percy, who was still panting. If he had already died, perhaps Hogwarts Castle would have detected it.

"Since that's the case, Fiendfyre!"

In the panicked eyes of Fred, George, and the others, the orange-red flames were not aimed at them, but at the wall with windows at the back.

And before the flames had died down and the explosion had ended, Little Tom rushed over and jumped straight out of the gap.

In mid-air, Little Tom, who had cast a Slowing Charm and a Levitation Charm on himself, was heading towards the Forbidden Forest.

As long as he could escape Hogwarts, the sky would be the limit.

"I'll go after him!"

Saying that, Ethan also jumped down after a running start.

"Ethan, wait..."

Fred shouted loudly from behind, remembering Ron's performance just now and knowing his true identity.

They didn't think Ethan could defeat Voldemort, even if it was just a memory. After all, the wounds Voldemort left on the British wizarding world were too painful.

Ethan ignored the movements behind him.

Just as he jumped off the Gryffindor tower, a raven with a wingspan of more than ten meters circled down to Ethan's feet.

Another use of the Raven Storm: instead of summoning a flock of ravens, it was a single, oversized raven capable of carrying people.

Little Tom naturally noticed this movement.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A dim green light rapidly attacked Ethan at a strange and tricky angle, but unfortunately, it exploded halfway.

It was like a green firework had been set off.

For this firework, Ethan also sacrificed a little raven.

"Nibelungen!"

Black and white halos spread out from under Ethan's feet, and in the blink of an eye, they enveloped Little Tom, who was still fleeing towards the Forbidden Forest.

The Mirror Magic in the Ravenclaw Chamber of Secrets, plus some things Ethan had cobbled together based on what was recorded in the book "Nibelungen" sent by Lucius.

The final success was a few days ago, after taking the Blood of Magic.

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Chapter 133: Be a Dog or Eat Dog Shit?

"Where is this?"

Little Tom, who was still fleeing to the Forbidden Forest, was stunned.

In front of him was indeed the Forbidden Forest, and behind him were the towers of Hogwarts. Everything was the same, but it had lost its color.

And it was dead silent. Not a single sound came from the surroundings.

With the help of the raven, Ethan looked down at Little Tom from a high position.

"Welcome to my world!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

Bang!