Reborn at Hogwarts

The brilliance of magic instantly overwhelmed Riddle.

Because Ivan was not good at casting spells silently, Riddle could still hear the sound of chanting spells when the light burst out.

"Damned!"

"Disarm you!"

"Flying sand and rolling stones!"

"All petrified!"

"..."

Riddle originally wanted to find a gap between casting the spell, but he didn't expect Ivan to chant the spell at an astonishingly fast speed, leaving him no time to breathe at all.

In addition, Ivan can use two minds when reciting spells, manipulating the arm holding the wand to throw out a few magic lights that can only be called "tricks" to cover the opponent's vision, and at the same time play a role in disturbing the audiovisual. It made Riddle a little flustered for a while.

How can there be such a fighting style!

Riddle was very angry.

In a normal battle between wizards, shouldn't you cast a spell, and I cast the spell to block or escape, and then fight back?

How can there be such a thing?

More importantly, why can he control so many magic wands?

Riddle is well aware of the truth that "the wand chooses the wizard". If the wand does not recognize you, then you have no way to use him.

Forcibly trying to control its consequences will only make your magic less and less effective.

Riddle suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know the current wizarding world.

Or rather, he never really understood what the shadows that lay beneath the surface looked like.

When Riddle was busy dealing with the continuous spell attacks, suddenly, there was a slight pause in the connection between the two spells.

Mistake? Or lack of magic?

Riddle didn't have time to think about it, no matter what, this was his chance.

He suddenly raised his wand, dispelled the invisible barrier formed by the "Iron Armor Curse" in front of him, and whispered hoarsely towards Ivan who had already moved to a distance.

The voice was obscure and hoarse, and it sounded like a scalp-tingling discomfort. It was Parseltongue.

As the "snake language" sounded, Ivan, who was manipulating his arm to cast a spell on Riddle, suddenly felt a shock.

Came from the depths of the earth.

Ivan remained calm and continued to suppress Riddle with spells.

At this moment, he already felt a needle-like pain in the depths of his brain, and his magic power was on the verge of being exhausted.

It must be resolved as soon as possible.

At this moment, the vibration stopped, and then a huge figure came out of the pipe beside Ivan, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed Ivan directly!

Basilisk!

Riddle finally laughed.

He saw the arms waving wands drop down one after another, the wands slipped feebly from their palms, and the spells pouring over him disappeared.

solved.

At the beginning of the battle, the basilisk, driven by Riddle, went to help the companions who had sneaked into the castle.

And when he needed it most, the basilisk returned and launched an attack at the most critical moment.

What's the use of you pressing me down for so long? not yet—

At this moment, a painful hiss interrupted Riddle's thoughts.

He looked away from the water-shaped arm in a daze, and looked at the screaming basilisk.

This monster that has survived from the era of Salazar Slytherin to the present seems to be suffering great pain at this moment. Its huge body writhed crazily, its tail slapped the ground heavily, the stone bricks cracked inch by inch, and gravel flew.

"He's not dead?"

Riddle frowned.

He immediately realized that the matter was not over yet, so he stepped forward, preparing to end the battle once and for all.

However, at this moment, those arms that had put down their weapons suddenly moved again.

Under Riddle's gaze, they changed their shapes uniformly, gathered together in twos and threes, and finally formed two towering "water walls."

The water wall moved at an extremely fast speed, and soon came to the center of the secret room, surrounding the basilisk.

Only a narrow gap was left, just enough for the basilisk to pass through.

What does he want to do...

An ominous premonition rose quickly, and Riddle hesitated whether to directly attack the basilisk and kill it and Ivan in its belly.

After all, the basilisk was left by his ancestor, one of the great founders of Hogwarts, Salazar Slytherin, and Riddle was somewhat reluctant.

But soon, he made up his mind.

Now that the plan has been exposed, with the heavy blockade of Dumbledore and the professors, the Basilisk is destined to be unable to follow him out of the school.

In that case, just kill it directly.

with Ivan in its womb.

As if sensing the killing intent rising in Riddle's heart, the basilisk's scream became more and more painful.

I don't know what Ivan did in its stomach, the basilisk struggled more violently, frantically trying to spit him out, or directly kill him in its stomach.

It wants to hit the wall, but under the constraints of the water wall, the area where it can move is extremely limited.

Soon, it began to crawl towards the only exit.

This time, the water wall no longer stopped it, but adjusted its position and angle as it moved.

... something is wrong!

Finally, a winding passage appeared in front of the basilisk.

This is the passage it climbed in before.

Riddle's order still remained in its mind, but under the domination of the extreme pain, it could only forget the order and crawled directly to the passage.

It needs a room to stretch out!

At this time, Riddle finally discovered the abnormality.

Those water walls transformed from the arms only blocked three areas around the basilisk, but left an exit for it.

As the basilisk twisted and struggled, the water wall also changed its position and direction, slowly aligning the only remaining exit with the direction of the passage.

Ivan... is to make the basilisk go nowhere, and then go back according to the route it came from, so as to achieve the goal of escaping from the secret room!

Riddle waved his wand.

In an instant, raging flames spewed out from the tip of his staff, turned into a streamline, and ran towards the direction where the basilisk monster was fleeing.

In the light of the fire, a ferocious giant beast appeared faintly.

Guided by the water wall, the basilisk got into the pipe, and with a flick of its tail, it quickly disappeared in front of Riddle.

And the water wall disintegrated quickly after the basilisk escaped. Riddle keenly saw that an eye seemed to appear in the splashed water for a moment, and then disappeared.

Riddle looked gloomy.

He silently stared at the pipe where the basilisk disappeared. The flame had already followed the basilisk's escape track. He believed that it would not be long before the basilisk and Ivan would be swallowed by the flames.

But this result did not make him feel happy, instead he felt a little bit aggrieved.

This unknown fighting method, and this inexplicable ending...

It's just annoying.

Seeing the remaining flames gradually spread in the secret room, Riddle turned and left.

He has other things to attend to.

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