Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 121 Conversation with Tom Riddle (Additional update, two chapters in one)

"I thought you were so strong, but you turned out to be rubbish that breaks into pieces at the touch of a touch."

Harley shook her head disdainfully, and a large amount of spider silk appeared around her body.

Using the spider's thread, she moved quickly and landed next to Professor Lockhart's body.

While the basilisk was still some distance away from her, Harley pulled out the special magic mirror on her body.

After the original experiment, Harry realized that there are also spirits in this magical world.

Therefore, she specially added a ritual to the magic mirror to capture the spirit body and make the spirit body imprisoned in the magic mirror, making it difficult to dissipate.

The current magic mirror is equivalent to a multifunctional charm that can be used permanently and repeatedly.

Although it is much more expensive and difficult to make than those disposable charms, this magic mirror is indeed more useful.

The witch is not good at psychic, and can only learn slowly through acquired magic rituals.But Harry believed that as long as he repeated the calls several times, he would surely be able to get useful information.

As for how to imprison spirits, witches who are good at curses and black magic are absolute experts in this aspect.

Harry's hair grew rapidly, and she curled up her wand and dangled it by her ears, making sure it was always within reach.

Then she stretched out her right hand and grabbed it a few times in the void:

"The law of all laws prohibits spirit bodies from attaching themselves to dead bodies."

At the same time, Harley turned on her spiritual vision, waved forward the magic mirror she held in her left hand, and activated the solidified ritual on it.

Under the psychic vision state, Harry clearly saw Professor Lockhart's confused face. Under the influence of the Law of All Laws, Professor Lockhart's unresisting spirit body quickly separated.

While using the ritual to capture him, she subconsciously glanced at Professor Lockhart's body to see if there were any valuable magic items on it.

"Professor Lockhart is so rich! He actually carries such valuable magic items with him..."

Harry looked at the bright ball of light on Professor Lockhart's belly and sighed in his heart.

"Wait!" Harry suddenly realized something was wrong, "Whose magic item would be stuffed in the stomach?"

Harley reacted quickly, her legs suddenly gained strength, and she jumped into the distance. The webbing around her body also contracted, pulling Harry away from Professor Lockhart's body.

"boom!"

A violent explosion suddenly sounded, and Professor Lockhart's stomach exploded, with organs flying and blood splattering everywhere, exactly like the previous Auror Captain Higgs.

But he was even luckier, because the professor's head and limbs were preserved, and only the torso became countless fragments that could not be pieced together.

Professor Lockhart once again set off his favorite fireworks, but with his own ingredients.

Harley fell back to the ground smoothly, her face looking extremely ugly.

Fortunately, I was aware of the danger earlier and reacted quickly to avoid most of the explosions.

Harley even used the remaining power of the previously frozen world to use the snowflakes in the air to form a thick ice wall.

Coupled with Harley's armor protection, it helped her block most of the shock waves and kept herself safe.

But this feeling of almost having an accident is really uncomfortable.

"Pa! Pa! Pa!" Applause suddenly rang out in the hall, accompanied by a loud rumbling noise.

All the doors in the auditorium were completely closed at some point, and they were filled with a sheen of magic.

A tall boy with black hair was standing on top of the basilisk, applauding and watching her.

The boy was tall and handsome, his eyes were as deep as black jewels, his short hair was clean and neat, and his thin body was not greasy.

He was different from Professor Lockhart's deliberately put-on charm. His whole person was full of attraction and had a kind of natural charm.

Harley felt that if she were an ordinary girl, she would probably have a crush on him the first time she saw him.

There was a wand in the boy's ear. If Harry remembered correctly, it was the wand of the unlucky Auror Captain Higgs from earlier.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle?" Harley asked aloud.

Although she didn't know the boy in front of her, Harry could only think of the young version of Voldemort that Professor Lockhart mentioned before as someone who could remain so calm in such a tragic scene.

"That's right, it's me." The boy raised his eyebrows, and the wand flew into his hand.

He bowed kindly, with countless tenderness in his voice:

"Hello, Miss Harley. This is the first time we have met in real life.

I have to say, you are really as beautiful as a rose, and your whole person exudes an invisible fragrance that makes people want to be intoxicated.

But Miss Harley, I prefer you to call me ‘Voldemort’. Don't you think this name is better?

‘Flying away from death’, how romantic! Isn't that much better than the ordinary name of Tom? "

"Of course I don't think so." Harley said crisply, "Does your state count as escaping death?

I saw your true form last semester. You know, he is just a mist now, fragile and helpless.

As for you now, I think you are probably a clone! Can't you just stay in a diary? "

Riddle smiled without any embarrassment. He patted the basilisk and made a "hissing" sound from his mouth.

The basilisk bowed its head obediently and landed on the ground.

Riddle jumped down and landed at the same height as Harley, and walked forward slowly, as leisurely as if he was just going to see an old friend.

"Miss Harley, you know a lot. Although some of the information is not completely correct, it is basically close to the truth."

Riddle's eyes showed appreciation,

“Although I don’t know why you were able to defeat my true form when you were still a baby, that trash who thought you were great.

But I think you do have the qualifications now, the qualifications to defeat the greatest dark wizard in history. "

Riddle stood not far from Harley, and then suddenly asked softly: "We are all extraordinary, we are both young, and we are both in our prime.

Do you want to join forces with me, Harley? We can change the world! "

His voice was full of fascination and had a special magic.

If it weren't for the fact that the witch itself had a very strong charm, which made Harley more familiar with this ability, then Harley thought it was possible that she might have been tricked without knowing it.

Harley did not answer immediately, but tilted her head: "Your body killed my parents, and you still want to join forces with me?"

"First of all, he is not my body." Riddle shook his head and retorted, "He is my future, a failed and stupid future.

Believe me, I hate him as much as you do because he chose the stupidest path, a path that abandoned wisdom and brains.

But I am different. I am still sixteen years old. I have reason and unlimited possibilities.

If you are willing to join forces with me, I can kill him with my own hands to prove what I said is true, or I can let you kill him to get revenge, if you want.

Also, although he killed your parents, what are your parents? I never felt that it was necessary for parents to exist——"

Having said this, the smile on Riddle's face disappeared, and he became slightly cold.

"——They are just dirty tools, useless except for certain specific uses.

I have never cared about my parents, and people like you, like me, probably don’t care about your parents either. "

Harley didn't respond, but sat on a chair nearby.

Black flames ignited on his body, clearing away the ice on the chair.

She gently lifted her chin and looked at Riddle: "Then can we sit down and talk? There are many things I can't figure out."

"You don't have to try to delay time and wait for Professor McGonagall and the Auror to come in." A smile appeared on Riddle's face again.

"I am an orthodox descendant of Slytherin, and I have certain control over the castle.

Now the Great Hall is temporarily closed by the power of Hogwarts, and no one can force its way in. "

"I'm just curious about some things, so I want to chat with you." Harley's expression remained unchanged.

"Okay, let's talk." Riddle waved his wand, and the blue flame burned away the frost on the chair.

"You ask, Miss Harley, I can answer any question you have."

Harry curled his lips secretly.For the young Voldemort in front of her, she would not fully believe a word.

After all, Harley, who has lived for so long, can tell at a glance that this is a standard liar.

Apart from anything else, if it was true that no one could enter the auditorium, then why did he kick Dumbledore out in advance? It’s not because of fear!

"What is the situation with the series of attacks in the castle? What is your relationship with Professor Lockhart?"

Harley asked despite not entirely believing Riddle's answer.

"Our relationship? He is a fool, I am not, it's that simple." Riddle answered the question with a hint of pride in his voice.

"That little girl called Ginny got me and poured her love into me when I was still a diary.

I took the opportunity to extract part of her life force, restored a certain amount of strength, and controlled her to carry out an attack.

It's a pity that she was quickly listed as a suspect, so I naturally chose to transfer.

And that Lockhart, who seemed to know nothing, was obviously a very manipulative person.

But I didn't expect that I was mistaken. I thought he was a loser, but it turns out he has some skills.

At least he has good talents in memory magic and illusion, but his performance is unstable due to his own reasons.

He wants to control me, but I also want to control him, and neither of us can do anything about the other.

Later we made a preliminary deal, he helped me to have a body, and I helped him lift the curse and fulfill some of his wishes.

Then he used his handsome face to fall in love with some little witches, and took the opportunity to hand me into the hands of different people to launch attacks and drain my life force.

Too bad he's a fool. "Having said this, Riddle laughed sarcastically.

"I couldn't control him before, just because I was too weak.

After collecting a large amount of vitality and fear, and extracting the lives and souls of the twelve monsters, Lockhart was just a toy in my eyes.

I then gave him a chance to lift the curse, quietly modified his memory, and filled him with a lot of combat knowledge.

Otherwise, how could he, a loser who only knows illusions and sneak attacks, be so brave before? "

"So he's out of order today, and it's all because of you? I don't think that pompous guy has the guts to stand up to the Ministry of Magic in public."

"I'm just trying to satisfy his wish." Riddle nodded,

"His talent is stronger than that of ordinary wizards, but he is not satisfied with it and wants to be a celebrity like Dumbledore.

He was unwilling to follow the rules step by step. In order to take shortcuts, he chose to study illusion and memory magic and express himself through grand illusions.

It was by using this combination that he successfully stole the memories of many people and successfully packaged himself.

However, the good swimmer drowned and was cursed by the old wizard during his last sneak attack.

He himself is an arrogant person, and this arrogance was once again amplified, and even interfered with the casting of spells.

So he chose to stop this behavior. After all, there was no absolute certainty. But he couldn't give up fame and fortune, so he chose to become a teacher.

After all, according to his impression, besides reading textbooks, what else does a teacher do?

Of course, he is still unwilling in his heart. After all, he wants to become the greatest person in the magic world, and even be recorded in the history of magic, so that everyone can know him.

Then I will naturally fulfill his wish. I used some of the power of those monsters to break Lockhart's seal, strengthen it, and teach him a devastating spell.

However, during this period, I quietly modified his memory, blurred his thinking ability, amplified the fantasies and desires in his mind, and made him unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Under such circumstances, he naturally acted unscrupulously and spoke unabashedly. He had the courage to charge the Ministry of Magic in public, and he also spoke unabashedly during the battle with you.

Look, how kind I am! Let him realize his wish once before he died, and finally die awake. "

Having said this, Riddle sighed, looking pitiful.

"I probably understand." Harley nodded, "So now, you want to cooperate with me?"

"Yes, we are both geniuses and young. We can definitely change the magical world, can't we?

You see, Dumbledore was kicked out of Hogwarts easily by me, and the reason was simply because the Ministry of Magic was too corrupt and some high-ranking people were too incompetent.

As pure-blood nobles with a surname with a long history, we should naturally change this magical world!

Will you help me? Miss Harley? "Riddle stretched out his hand to Harry, his voice very sincere.

That magical temptation appeared again, constantly trying to attract Harley.

"Of course...I don't want to!"

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu for the tip!)