A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 650 Riddle's Disappearance
Ron came in from the lounge. He glanced in a familiar direction. Harry, Hermione, Ginny and Neville were all there.As he walked over, Hermione was fiddling with her tome of runes, a long string of ancient runes wrapped around her wrist like a lanyard.

This string of runes actually had no practical effect, Hermione just put them together for fun.

She glanced at the table from time to time, watching the other three playing wizard cards. The little magic figure in front of Harry was sitting weakly in the air, and the two warriors were watching intently, as if they might pounce on him at any moment.

Ron was standing on the sidelines, and Ginny saw him, but she ignored him, instead urging Harry to play cards quickly.

Harry still got Hermione's reminder, he turned around and said in surprise: "Ron?" He said in a fake tone: "Please help me to see how to lose this card, I mean...how to play. "

"Don't try to cheat," Ginny said fiercely.

Ron hesitated for a moment, took out a note from his pocket, and put it on the table. "Professor Haipu asked me to give it to you. You'd better take a look... I, I asked for you. It should be safe."

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could Harry be in danger?" Ginny glared at him disapprovingly.

Harry took the note, glanced at it, and was slightly taken aback. "What does the Professor want from you, Harry?" Hermione asked, feeling that something was wrong with Ron's attitude.

"Nothing, it's about the Patronus." Harry gave her a 'see you later' look, and he didn't want Ginny to know.He put the note in his pocket, "Well—thank you, Ron, how about—"

"No," Ron said vaguely, "I'm a little tired." He shuffled towards the dormitory, and was silent for a few seconds. Ginny's urging voice came from behind him. Harry responded and started to play cards, and then The little man representing him let out a scream and was killed by the joint efforts of Ginny and Neville.

The next day, Felix and Dumbledore came to classroom seven early, and the two worked together to complete the preparations.

Not far below the Ouroboros, there's an enchanted area that looks like a glowing cage, and that's what they did.

"It's almost time, I'll go out and have a look." Felix said, and sure enough, he found Harry looking around outside the door. He obviously thought that the professor and the principal would only appear on both sides of the corridor, and he didn't pay attention to the closed door behind him. door, and Harry was surprised when Felix poked his head in to call him from inside.

"This is your protection." Felix pointed to the birdcage-shaped magical building. Harry stood inside uncomfortable. Treat yourself like Hedwig.

Felix and Dumbledore exchanged a glance and began to cast the spell.

The huge Ouroboros moved slowly, opened its mouth wide, and Voldemort emerged. His appearance didn't change much, still the evil half-dead appearance.

Two flashes of light shot from Felix's eyes, and Voldemort snapped open his scarlet eyes, shouting in a voice full of hatred, "Felix Hemp—" At the same time, deep in his memory, Riddle felt the world he had lived in for 30 years begin to crumble.

"Professor Riddle!" Some students shouted in panic.

"Silence." Riddle pretended to be calm and said, even though he was already terrified in his heart, and even his thinking was half a beat behind.He looked up and saw the clear blue sky from the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the fourth floor - the Hogwarts castle was split in the middle.

In the next second, even the sky was divided into two halves, and a piercing scarlet light poured in from the crack. Riddle saw clearly that it was an ugly and ferocious snake face, and the red light shot out from this person's eyes. of.He also heard an extremely resentful voice, "Felix Hemp!"

Who is that?Riddle froze for a moment.Then a massive amount of information poured in, and he knew everything almost instantly.

I... just a memory?Riddle thought this was ridiculous.

Harry was so nervous that he was about to lose his voice, clenched his fists and didn't know what to do.In his eyes, Professor Haip just glanced at Voldemort, and then Voldemort woke up from his deep sleep, even under the restraint of the Patronus of Ouroboros, he burst out with powerful evil magic power.

The surroundings are poisoned by corrosion, and you can't see your fingers, just like the night.

He remembered that Professor Hemp had said that Voldemort would not be happy if he found out, and now Harry thought that was an understatement, and Voldemort was going crazy.Perhaps he had never suffered such a great humiliation in his life.

The cage around Harry lit up first, followed by the Patronus, Felix and Dumbledore looming in the darkness.Felix spread out one hand, and the two Horcruxes were suspended in the air. Voldemort sensed it immediately, and he raised his head suddenly, staring at the locket and the gold cup.

"Dumbledore? No, you are Felix Hemp." A young voice came out of his mouth, full of disbelief, but it was covered by a gloomy, hoarse, and crazy voice in an instant.

"Haipe, Dumbledore, don't think about it! I will never do what you wish!"

Voldemort is still restricted, but he is not helpless. For an archmage like him, as long as he is given time, no restriction is perfect, and there is always a way to break and bypass the restriction.In particular, he also came into contact with some of Riddle's research results on the Patronus, which was a godsend opportunity for escape. For this reason, he even gave up directly destroying that period of memory that he thought was completely false.

"Riddle, now is your only chance."

After Felix finished speaking, he passed on an idea: seize the power of the Horcrux, reversely fuse Voldemort with the help of himself and Dumbledore, and occupy the magpie's nest.And Riddle's knowledge of the Patronus, which he had studied 'over the years', served as bait for Voldemort, keeping him from killing him right away.

Felix's hand made a "click, click" sound, and the golden cup was deformed by his pinching. This is pure physical force, which does no harm to the Horcrux, even if it is crushed into powder, it is useless, but his practice undoubtedly awakened Shards of sleeping souls.

Billows of black smoke emerged from the gap between the fingertips, condensing into a young, handsome, evil face.It hesitated, only had an almost instinctive consciousness, and it felt that the main body gave it instructions to let it return to the body.

Voldemort's mouth let out a "ho ho" howl of pain.

Because Voldemort intends to assimilate the knowledge of the Patronus carried by the newborn personality, and they are one, the deepest secrets of Voldemort's heart are unreservedly revealed in front of Riddle, which is full of unscrupulous killings, cruel and bloody experiments And the twisted and perverted desire to torture and rule.

Riddle was horrified by the evil past of his 'other self'. Is this the self that developed normally under the original trajectory?

In a way, Felix's plan worked.

Under his influence (or threat), Riddle never left school for a long time. Except for occasionally conceiving and planning what he thought was an 'evil ruling plan', he spent most of his time teaching students and following Spend time dealing with the Ministry of Magic Aurors.No matter what he thinks in his heart, those cruel thoughts have not been put into practice after all. At this moment, he feels that he is in a ghost, and a kind of emotion from the heart arises uncontrollably.

The black air gushing from the Hufflepuff Cup flew towards Voldemort.

"No—I don't regret—never—"

Dumbledore held up the Elder Wand and uttered complex spells. Felix also used memory magic to help the weak Riddle. With the joint efforts of the two, Voldemort's will was temporarily suppressed, and Riddle temporarily gained the upper hand, but he did not feel happy.

"Dumbledore, is all this false?" he asked Felix viciously.

Felix said nothing.

"What do I mean to you, a handy tool?" He shouted again, his voice clearer, apparently gaining some power from the soul fragments of the Horcrux, and the locket Horcrux was also affected, A large amount of black gas gushed out.

Harry fell to the ground without warning, convulsing.

The scar on his forehead ached violently, as if something in his body came alive and began to stretch his limbs, and his mind was thrown into a mess. This feeling was so painful that Harry banged his skull hard, and he felt the creature To lift his skull, billows of black smoke flowed from the scar on his forehead, mouth and nose.

At this time, the birdcage-like space where he stayed sheltered him, and at the intersection of magic power, a black gemstone ring shone brightly.

"Tell me, Dumbledore!" Riddle's question still echoed in the room.

"If you must know—" Felix's voice came out of the black mist, "You are the most special student I have ever taught, and you are also a fighter I personally trained and brought to the battlefield."

The black mist surged like ocean waves.

Harry couldn't hear their conversation at all, and the soul of the locket returned to Voldemort's body first, but at this moment, Voldemort, who had been suppressed all the time, chose to put all his eggs in one basket in desperation.

He personally obliterated his two soul fragments.

The black mist gushing from Harry's forehead returned to Harry's body in the blink of an eye, "Kill him if you can, kill that boy!" Voldemort's snake-like face contorted and roared, "He is the last, the last !Dumbledore, Hap, you have to be tough, like me!"

Voldemort's counterattack came so quickly and so fiercely that he was caught off guard.

"Albus—" Felix said, and he opened the thinking cabin. This magic has no effect on Voldemort's soul, but it works on memory. On the other hand, Dumbledore manipulated ouroboros to swallow Voldemort.

Voldemort roared wildly in the Ouroboros, struggling desperately, but his voice became lower and lower, gradually becoming inaudible.

Felix closed his eyes, in front of him appeared a large number of dragging stars and stars, and they converged in one direction. After a while, he stretched out his hand to collect them.When he opened his eyes, he saw Dumbledore carefully observing Harry's situation.

"Is he still alive?" Dumbledore asked softly while checking.He meant Riddle.

Felix shook his head.

"Sometimes we just have no choice," said Dumbledore.

Felix smiled, "Don't comfort me, I know what I'm doing, and I'm ready to bear all the consequences... How is Harry?"

"It's good to be young, never worry about lack of courage." Dumbledore said with emotion.Then, he said solemnly, "It's not good. The soul fragment is still there. Voldemort is too decisive. Even if he hesitates for a while, he may succeed. The problem now is that the soul fragment is still active. It must be dealt with as soon as possible... go to the school hospital first."

The old man stared deeply at Harry.

Strands of black air still ooze from Harry's forehead, and the lightning-shaped scar is as red as blood.

Dumbledore seemed to be brought back more than ten years ago, and the scene in front of him overlapped with the memory of Hagrid handing him the infant baby.

(End of this chapter)