Being a bastard at Hogwarts is not safe.

Hermione glanced at Brian nervously, and couldn't help thinking about it.

The little witch herself has not yet accepted the fact that Lockhart has become Voldemort's lackey, and secondly, she can clearly feel that Brian's state is very wrong.

The person in front of him who dared to plot against the Dark Lord gave countless different feelings in just a short period of time. Just standing there, his expression changed no less than three or four times, and the light in his eyes kept flickering rapidly.

"Brian?"

Hermione couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, it's okay!"

Brian closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "Just now I was thinking about how to deal with this matter, and I got a little lost!"

"Have you figured out a solution?" Harry, who looked worried on the front and looked at the school infirmary from time to time, stepped forward and said with a smile on his face.

Hermione was slightly taken aback. If it is not very difficult to solve Voldemort alone, it is not a headache to gather the strength of everyone like last semester, even if Dumbledore is not on campus at the moment.

But the most difficult situation right now is that Voldemort is controlling Colin Creevey, who has recovered his magic power and occupied a key position. Madam Pomfrey has arrived in the town first to prevent senior students from being accidentally injured in Hogsmeade. , it is simply impossible to save the three wounded while defeating Voldemort.

However, looking at Brian's appearance, it seemed that he already knew what he was going to do, and he had the chance to win, so he just waited and watched to see what tricks he was up to.

Brian nodded slightly, waved his hands slightly with a smile on his face and said, "Colin Creevey will probably launch the plan tomorrow, and even though Ron is injured, he is fine.

Harry, you must be the main planner this time, with other people assisting. "

Brian looked at him for a moment, and Harry was visibly taken aback.As soon as these words came out, even Hermione frowned slightly, how could this solve the problem.

"Why didn't we inform the professors?"

Brian smiled deeper, knowing that Harry couldn't understand the meaning, he said without any nonsense: "From the information revealed by Lockhart, we already know that the Dark Lord has the possibility to use other people's magic power for his own use, but At present, it is uncertain whether the lives of Neville, Justin, and Ron will be endangered.

According to my guess, this may be the second-hand preparation made by the Dark Lord to escape Hogwarts, and he is at the side of those three at this moment.

If we rashly notify the professor to go there, it may lead to his death.

Ron is in danger! "

After hearing this, Harry frowned and asked, "What do I need to do?"

"According to my plan, you must go to the school infirmary alone to deal with the Dark Lord.

First of all, we don't know the condition of the Dark Lord's recovery at this moment, but I can be sure that just you going alone will not arouse his vigilance.

Secondly, only you can delay enough time for me and Hermione to find helpers outside and seize the opportunity to subdue him in one fell swoop.

You think about it carefully, although I have another plan, but the possibility of success and the effect will be much worse! "

Harry fell silent, looking down in thought.

Brian looked at him quietly, "How about it, have you decided?"

Harry raised his head, his pupils glinting brightly.

"go with!"

......

The campus was silent, without a sound.

All the students above the third grade left the school to go to Hogsmeade. According to the requirements of the deans of the colleges, the remaining students must stay in the dormitory to prevent any accidents.

Harry stood outside the principal's room for a long time, thinking a lot, but in the end he didn't change his mind, and walked firmly towards the school infirmary.

Bitter cold wind blows in from the windows of the castle from time to time, and the biting chill made Harry feel extremely frightened. He looked outside, clenched his fists, and pushed open the door.

In the room, a figure sitting by the bed sighed, and said softly, "Why did you come here? I've been waiting for you for a long time, Harry... Potter!"

"Who?" Harry snapped his head up.

The tall black-haired boy in the Slytherin school uniform stood up. He was gentle and slender, and his every move was polite and personable.

This person turned his back leisurely with one hand, and held a wand in the other hand, with a faint smile on his face, but in Harry's eyes, this sneer smile was more piercing than the chill just now, he thought Here it is, Neville's wand.

"You are... Tom Riddle? Voldemort?" Harry took two steps back slowly, with a look of pain flashing in his eyes, he looked directly at the tall boy in Slytherin school uniform and whispered.

Tom Riddle was extremely surprised, his eyes flashed, he slowly put his right hand behind his back, and said in a low voice: "It seems that you know everything, Lockhart told you, right?"

His eyes didn't leave Harry's face, and Harry felt a growing chill in his heart.

"Harry Potter, I've been waiting for a long time, and I've always wanted to talk to you in person, not through the body of this mudblood." Tom Riddle sneered slightly, "I'll give Lockhart an order In order to bring back those things that might reveal my identity and your order, but he didn't come over yesterday. Harry Potter, you surprised me again. I really didn't expect you to be able to deal with it. Lockhart, I But it gave him a lot."

Dumbledore was not at Hogwarts, and it was Harry who came here instead of the Hogwarts professors, which meant that it was Harry who caught Lockhart or Lockhart was killed died, but Harry was able to accurately report his name and identity, which made Tom Riddle completely certain of his speculation.

"Why do you want to see me? Shouldn't you find a way to kill me directly?" Harry's heart surged up, and he clenched his fists so tightly that his nails sank into his flesh. "I, but let you 12 years ago..."

"No, I'm different from him." Tom Riddle sighed, his face gradually turned gloomy, and he said, "Have you seen my body?"

"Are you...a ghost? Are you dead?" Harry asked in disbelief.

"No, it's just a memory." Tom Riddle stared at Harry as if he wanted to eat people, "A memory that has been kept in the diary for 50 years.

I didn't know what happened 12 years ago until from Lockhart's mouth and this mudblood's memory.How did Harry Potter, without any particularly magical powers, defeat the greatest wizard of all time?How could you have escaped unscathed and left with only a scar while Voldemort's powers were destroyed? "

When Tom Riddle roared and shouted these words almost venting, a red light shot out from his eyes, the air trembled violently, Harry felt a feeling of suffocation, his scalp went numb, his whole body All the hairs on top and bottom stand on end.