Hogwarts Survival Sim

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Especially Ethan, although he has never used this black magic before, the rewards given by Lorna have always been very reliable, so there is no reason to turn off the engine at such a critical time.

But Tom Riddle was so happy that he started laughing like crazy again.

"What a ridiculous performance, Granger! You..."

Before he could finish his words, something unexpected happened again.

The basilisk's huge body suddenly arched in a strange posture, completely out of Riddle's control.

Soon something rushed out from the basilisk's back, leaving a small bloody hole on its body.

That was Tom Riddle's diary.

It instantly attracted everyone's attention, then drew an arc in the air, and finally fell into Ethan's hands.

"Don't damage my house!"

A disembodied voice floated in the air, and quickly disappeared.

There was silence in the secret room for a moment, but to everyone, this moment seemed very long.

They realized who the owner of the voice was, but they couldn't believe it. (Except Ethan)

"Why?" Riddle's voice became extremely hollow, and Ethan felt a little sorry for him at this moment.

What has poor Tom experienced today?Repeatedly jumping between great joy and great sorrow, even the heart of the Dark Lord cannot take advantage of this jumping machine.In the end, he was stabbed in the back by his ancestor, which really made everyone sad when he saw it and shed tears when he heard it.

So Ethan decided to give him a good time. If he lingered for a while, Lockhart would really die.

"Goodbye, Tom."

Ethan stabbed the diary hard with his sword. The last time he killed the basilisk, it had absorbed the venom. Now it was easy to destroy a Horcrux.

As the sword was inserted deeply into the diary, Riddle's soul was squeezed out of the basilisk's body in an instant. It twisted and screamed in the air, and finally turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

The corpse of the basilisk fell to the ground with a roar, and the diary kept dripping with ink, and their lives were finally over.

"Damn, I finally got you!" Ethan felt relieved and almost fell from the air.However, thinking that there was still a wounded person waiting for treatment, he steeled himself and placed Lockhart on the ground with Harry.

At this time, Lockhart was already a little unconscious. Ethan looked at his wound. Fortunately, it was not too deep. At the same time, the basilisk was already dead after all, and the venom that entered the body was only a small part of the poisonous fangs. , so he can persist until now.

Ethan quickly asked Fawkes to lie on the wound on Lockhart's arm. In order to speed up the treatment, Ethan secretly gave Fawkes a hard squeeze on its tail. Fawkes screamed miserably, and tears streamed down his face.

Neither Harry nor Lockhart knew what Ethan was doing. Hearing the shrill cry of the phoenix, Harry burst into tears, while Lockhart felt quite sober.

He spoke with some difficulty:

"Stop crying, Harry. I don't deserve your sadness."

He breathed for a while and felt much better, so he continued:

"You also heard what Voldemort said. I am indeed a hateful liar and a despicable thief. Since I was a child, I have longed for attention from others, eager to show that I am different, and eager to be superior to others."

"Although I was assigned to Ravenclaw, I only had some cleverness. Compared with the truly outstanding wizards, I was still far behind. So I ended up going down the wrong path."

"Thank you, Ethan." Lockhart tilted his head slightly, "If it weren't for you, I might just be a boastful teacher now. What can I teach my classmates, teach them how to package themselves? Or teach them how to package themselves? Deceiving others?"

"But because of you, I have to work hard to force myself to learn the spells that I should have learned in school; I also have to work hard to memorize the lesson plans you wrote, hoping to meet your requirements. From this perspective Tell me, you are my teacher."

"Although it was to complete the task at first, I gradually found that I liked this feeling. Compared with the glory I had stolen, the days of being a professor made me feel more fulfilled and satisfied."

"Harry, I envy you very much. In fact, it was because of you that I planned to come to Hogwarts to teach, because I wanted to use your name to enhance my reputation. As soon as you were born, you got something that I didn't care about before. Everything I pursue, but now I understand that fame is not a good thing, but unfortunately this realization came too late."

"I'm sorry, Ethan. Please convey this apology to all the teachers and students. It was me who was tempted by Voldemort and took away the diary. It was also my lack of consideration that allowed the diary to fall into Neville's hands. Please don’t blame him, I will bear all the responsibilities.”

"Fortunately, I discovered something unusual. I kept paying attention to the bathroom on the third floor, and then I discovered Harry and Ron who were kidnapped by Voldemort."

"Before coming here, I had already sent the letter I had written to the Daily Prophet, which contained my true experience. I also transferred all my earnings over the years to your name, Ethan, I hope Can you help me pass it on to the wizards and their families who have been harmed by me?"

"If I have the chance, I really hope to be a truly competent professor."

After saying these words, Lockhart closed his eyes and prepared to face his death.Harry couldn't help but burst into tears.

Ethan looked at him with a complicated expression. To be honest, he really didn't expect Lockhart to change so much.

So he said: "Professor Lockhart, I think it would be more sincere to do it myself in order to atone for my sins."

"Indeed," a stern and familiar voice came from the door, "Gilderoy, I'm glad you have really grown up."

"But you are indeed not a competent Defense Against Dark Arts professor," this is another gloomy voice, "otherwise you should know that the tears of the phoenix have a strong healing effect and can detoxify most poisons."

Harry suddenly looked back and saw a group of people walking into the secret room.The leaders were Professor McGonagall and Snape, followed by other professors. Ron and Neville, who had woken up, were surrounded by them.

After hearing the professors' words, Lockhart opened his eyes again. He was surprised to find that the wounds on his arms had disappeared and his body had regained its vitality.

He thought he was going to die, so Lockhart spoke his mind without any scruples.But now he doesn't have to die anymore. Thinking that what he just said was heard by his colleagues, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he is too embarrassed to speak at this moment.

"Professor! When did you come?" Harry asked in surprise, "Is Professor Lockhart okay?"

"We were fortunate enough to listen to Professor Lockhart's entire speech, and I have to say that it was very touching." It was Snape who answered him, and I don't know if he was being sarcastic.

He was looking around now, obviously very curious about Slytherin's secret room.

"Okay!" Professor McGonagall shouted, "Let's get out of here first. The students still need treatment, and we also need to hear what happened, Mr. Granger."