Honkai Impact: As a captain, I reveal myself at the beginning

Tom Riddle spoke to Harry as if he were talking about his best achievement.

"I left Ginny, erased her memory, and came to his brother. "

Then I found out that little Ron was better controlled than she was, and that he had more troubles than she did, so he kept writing his heartfelt words in his diary, telling me everything he wanted to complain about. "

"Poor family...... Five excellent older brothers...... Never use anything new...... Bill's old robes...... Charlie's Old Wand...... Percy threw the unwanted rat ......"

"And the obnoxious Malfoy...... The enviable Levingreen...... Like the Granger ...... and his best friend, the great hero Harry Potter ......"

Riddle unabashedly revealed Ron's heart.

If Ron woke up, he would probably want to dig a pit and bury himself.

But Tom's complaining is not over yet, as if there are many things that are not unhappy:

"This idiot...... Why is he so troubled and so inferior?"

"He's a real idiot, he wants to be in the limelight, he wants to do well, he wants to be as visible as you...... But I couldn't learn the magic I taught him, and I couldn't finish a book in a month......!

"But I had the patience to pretend to be a confidant brother, and listened to a twelve-year-old wizard talk about his childish troubles, and helped him with his homework. "

"You know, when I was twelve, I had already gathered a group of friends, secretly learned about the forbidden area, and even began to think about how to conquer death. "

Riddle let out a cold, shrill laugh, not like a sixteen-year-old.

This made the hairs on the back of Harry's neck stand on end.

"It's not me boasting, Harry, I've always been able to fool people as much as I want. So, Ron opened up her whole soul to me, and his life and soul happened to be exactly what I needed...... That's what I took from him!"

"Of course, a nice guy like me never asks for it unilaterally," Reed 08 added, "So, I've helped Ron with a lot of things......

"What did Ron make you do?" Harry asked, feeling his throat burning with dryness.

"Can't you guess, Harry Potter?" Riddle said softly.

"Except for the stupid cat, all the people who were attacked were of his own will. "

"It can't be!" Harry retorted loudly, Ron would never be such a person.

"No, it's possible. Riddle grinned even more smugly, "Ron hates Colin's mudblood, he shoots you with a camera all day long, it interferes with your daily life, so I attacked Colin." "

"And what about Justin? He has nothing to do with Ron. "

"How can I let Justin, that ungrateful fellow, have mercy on him and use the power of Slytherin to help him, and he has taken revenge in turn?"

"As for Malfoy, who is the thorn in your side, do you even need to think about it? Not to mention that he is still scolding you behind your back! I have to get rid of the descendants of my followers with my own hands for your sake - how selfless it is, isn't it?"

Hearing him say this, Harry immediately remembered what they had said about Malfoy after drinking the Polyjuice Potion, and finally had to go along with his own experience of scolding himself.

"No, no, and Marietta! He has nothing to do with me or Ron. Harry said helplessly.

"yes, yes. Riddle laughed with satisfaction, "But this young lady is purely Lockhart's scapegoat, and Ron has told me more than once that you hate Lockhart's liar......"

Speaking of this, Riddle showed a malicious smile, "Look, these four attacks, I am doing things according to Ron's orders, and this is my reward for him!"

"And he's doing it for you, Harry. Even I have to be touched by his deep friendship with you!"

"Ron won't attack them!" Harry retorted angrily.

"yes, of course this idiot doesn't have the guts to do such a thing, and only dare to write it down with a pen," Riddle nodded approvingly.

"And I don't need him to know. He thought he was just venting his emotions in his diary, and I turned these words into attacks that I wanted. "

That's how you grant other people's wishes?

It's the same as the Black Grail.

"But you didn't kill anyone," Harry said, a little smug, "the last time I attacked you, you killed a myrtle, but this time, you're alone...... No, not even a single cat was killed. Soon the mandrake will ripen, and those who are petrified will be able to come back to life. "

But Riddle wasn't provoked, he just whispered slowly, "Didn't I tell you just now, it doesn't matter if they die or not, what matters is - you." "

"I said at the beginning, I brought you here, naturally I need you. "

"I want you to help me take one last step out of the confines of this journal. "

"I'm not going to do anything for you. Harry looked at him fearlessly.

"Oh yes, that's pathetic," Riddle shook his head, "I mean little Ron, think about it, Ron trusts his beloved Harry so much that he'd rather carry four lives for you, only to end up with Harry's uncooperative ......"

Riddle didn't say any more, but Harry knew what he wanted to say.

"You are despicable!" Harry was furious, his fists still clenched.

"Despicable?" Riddle was dumbfounded, as if he had heard something ridiculous, "You actually call your enemies despicable? Isn't it right to be despicable to your enemies? What did Dumbledore teach you? Does he want to train you to be a saint?"

Harry gasped hard:

"Of course I can help you, but I'll have to let Ron go first! "

Riddle heard this and looked at Harry with appreciative eyes, "It seems that Ron is indeed your best friend, right?" "

"As you may have noticed, I'm not in the same state as a normal person. I'm just a memory, a broken soul that has to be attached to the diary, and if I want to be resurrected completely, I need to sacrifice a sacrifice to release the soul from the diary. "

"So, would you like to be the sacrifice in place of Ron Weasley?"

Riddle's tone wasn't threatening, just a look at him with an intriguing gaze.

"You can think about it, this is the most important decision of your life, and once you make a choice, you can't go back. "

"So honestly ask yourself, are you willing to give everything for Ron Weasley?"

At this moment, Harry remembered a lot, remembered how he met Ron on the train, remembered the adventures they had together in their first year,

Remembering that Ron drove down from the sky and rescued him from the Dursleys, and that they rode together to Hogwarts,

They study together, play together, eat together, and live together......

Ron is indeed his best friend.

"I ...... Yes!"

Harry squeezed three words out of his throat, each weighing as if it weighed a thousand pounds.

At that moment, he seemed to feel an inexplicable connection between himself and Ron in front of him.

They seem to be getting closer.

But before Harry could indulge in this beautiful fantasy, a smug smile appeared on Tom Riddle's face.

At that moment, the sound of music wafted from nowhere. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Riddle jerked away, looking at the empty chamber.

The music is getting louder and louder, the sound is illusory, ethereal and mysterious, and it is exciting to listen to.

It made the hair stand on end on Harry's scalp and made his atria twice as large.

The music grew louder and louder, and finally Harry felt as if it was vibrating in his chest.

At that moment, flames erupted from the top of the nearest stone pillar.

A crimson bird, the size of a crane, suddenly descended from the sky, playing its strange music on the vaulted ceiling.

It has a gleaming golden tail, as long as a peacock's tail, and a pair of glittering claws that clutch a tattered package on it.

A second later, the big bird flew straight towards Harry. It tossed the tattered thing from its paw at Harry's feet, and perched heavily on Harry's shoulder, hot against Harry's cheek, staring firmly at Riddle.

"It's a phoenix......" Riddle glared at it with the same viciousness.

"That thing—" Riddle turned his gaze back to the tattered thing Fawkes had just thrown down, "the broken sorting hat of the school." "

Riddle laughed maniacally, "That's what Dumbledore gave his protector, a singing bird and a broken hat! Harry Potter, do you feel guts? Do you feel safe?"

Harry grabbed his hat, and he snapped it around his head.

"Help me—help me—" Harry thought, eyes pressed under his hat, "please help me." "

But the Sorting Hat didn't answer him.

On the contrary, the hat became tighter and tighter, as if an invisible hand was desperately clutching it. []

Something very hard and heavy landed on the top of Harry's head, nearly knocking him unconscious.

He grabbed the top of his hat and tried to take it off, but he felt a long, hard thing underneath it.

A gleaming silver sword appeared in the hat, and the hilt of the sword was inlaid with a dazzling egg-sized ruby.

At that moment, Fawkes suddenly spread its wings and flew away, and it flapped its wings rapidly, hovering over the heads of the two of them, and then something landed on Harry's lap—the diary.

Without thinking or hesitating, Harry grabbed the Gryffindor sword and aimed it at the journal.

"Let Ron go!" he exclaimed, "I know that your body is hidden in this journal, and in that case, if I destroy this journal, you'll die, right! "

Smack!

After Harry's words, Riddle's applause rang out in the chamber.

"Yes, Harry, you are indeed a good student, and you have learned my methods so quickly—what you call despicable methods. That's probably why you use a Parseltongue. See, Harry, you're like 697 to me, aren't you? I have to say, you're a good fit for Slytherin. "

Riddle looked at him, but Harry wasn't going to get down to business.

"Don't talk about those useless things, Riddle, let Ron go, or you know the consequences!"

He stared into the other's eyes, trying to see something, but Riddle had nothing but indifference in his eyes.

"Unfortunately, I want to remind you of one thing, that is, not all means can be imitated," the translucent wizard sneered, "not everyone, you can threaten. So, destroy the diary, Harry. Pierce your sword into it. "

Riddle's reply made Harry's eyes widen,

Why, is this guy so tough? like I'm the villain.

"You have to think clearly, the diary is in my hand!" the panicked Ha threatened with a louder voice.

But all that was gained was louder ridicule.

"Then stab, stab in, and I'll die, you won't dare, right?"

"Or are you not willing to murder a strange soul, even if it kills your best friend and attacks your classmates?"

Harry's eyes slowly lifted to meet Riddle's smiling face.

"Do you think I'm going to hesitate? No, you murderer of Ron!"

Harry's voice was filled with hatred as he raised Gryffindor's sword and stabbed downward.

With a terrible, long-lasting, piercing scream, streams of ink spurted out of the journal and ran down Harry's hands to the ground.

Riddle's body twisted and began to blur, but Harry noticed a look of pleasure on his face before he vanished.

With a click, Harry's wand fell to the ground, and everything fell silent, except for the sound of ink still ticking out of the diary.

Harry wanted to pick up his wand,

But just one step he found that his body had become inexplicably weak.

It's just that this step exhausts my physical strength,

At the same time, the spirit began to weaken,

There was only darkness before Harry's eyes.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded in my ears

"Thank you, Harry Potter, for freeing me from my journal once and for all. "

Ahead of him, where he couldn't see, Tom Riddle reappeared.

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