Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Zhang Xiao fought hard against the nauseating dizziness. If he hadn't laid a solid foundation, Zhang Xiao suspected that he would have fainted long ago.

In what seemed like just a short moment, he felt his feet hit the ground heavily, causing large splashes of water.

Before he could react, extremely thick hemp ropes snaked up his legs like snakes, tightly tying him to death.

"Aha, Zhang, you're here!"

The vision blurred in front of him due to the high-speed rotation returned to clarity at an extremely fast speed.

It's a long, dimly lit room.

Many stone pillars engraved with entangled snakes towered up to support the ceiling that melted into the darkness above, casting long and strange black shadows into the room filled with green and mysterious mist.

There was shallow water on the floor, and many places were covered with green moss. Unknown little bugs were swarming in the water, which made it feel particularly disgusting.

There was silence all around, except for the occasional drop of water that made ripples on the calm water.

In front of him loomed a statue as tall as the room itself, clinging to the dark wall behind.

Zhang Xiao had to raise his neck high to see the huge face above: it was an old, monkey-like face, with a long sparse beard that almost reached the hem of the wizard's robe carved in stone. Above, two gray feet stood on the smooth floor of the room.

There was a person standing between those two feet. As he spoke, cold fireworks suddenly lit up on the snake pillars, emitting cold white light and illuminating the entire room.

Zhang Xiao squinted his eyes and felt the strength of the hemp rope on his body.

Well, it's very strong, and it's a rope that I can't break free of, but with magic, who needs brute force?

"Lockhart? Or Tom?"

'Lockhart' wore a black robe that was completely different from his previous taste, with a look of indifference and arrogance on his face, and his originally bright blue eyes seemed to have a scarlet light.

"You seem to know a lot of things? I look down upon you."

Tom showed a heart-stopping smile:

"Although I'm curious about how you know, it doesn't matter. You will tell me later while crying."

He smiled coldly and proudly at Zhang Xiao and spread his hands:

"Isn't it surprising? Who would have thought that Professor Lockhart, who talks so much and seems to have no real ability, would open the secret room?"

Actually, it’s not surprising at all, I already knew it.

Zhang Xiao didn't speak, just looked at him quietly. A small flame suddenly appeared on the top of his finger, burning the thick hemp rope bit by bit.

The fire should not be too big, otherwise the fire will reveal its contents when it shines on the water.

"Damn it, here we go again, with this expression again!" Lockhart suddenly became furious. He pointed at Zhang Xiao and said:

"Do you know how much I hate your face? It's this expression every time I want you to act in a play-"

He suddenly stopped, became annoyed and strange, lowered his head and cursed:

"You low-spirited liar and your damn desire to talk!"

Is this Lockhart's subconscious at work? Although Tom has taken over Lockhart's body, will Lockhart's habits and instincts still affect him?

'Lockhart' raised his head, faced Zhang Xiao's strange eyes, and could only pretend not to see it.

He twisted his neck unnaturally and showed a cold smile again:

"Aren't you curious as to why I brought you here?"

Tom didn't wait for Zhang Xiao's reply and couldn't wait to reveal his perfect plan to him.

"After Dumbledore was driven away, I became the principal, but this position is not stable. Only by solving the problem of students being attacked can I help stabilize this position."

Like a speech, he opened his hands and reveled in his wisdom:

"When you die, I will take your body and announce to everyone that you are the murderer who attacked the little wizard.

Think about it, poor Zhang was obsessed with black magic for the sake of powerful power. He learned an extremely terrifying black magic that could absorb the power of other people.

It is because of this that he is so powerful, even possessing supernatural strength in his second year.

As evidence, I will leave a powerful dark magic mark on you, I am very good at this."

Having said this, Tom stared at Zhang Xiao with interest, trying to see some other emotions on his face, whether it was fear, anger, or pleading. They were all what he wanted to see.

But the little wizard still looked the same, as calm as if he was watching a drama!

"So I am the scapegoat? Just like Hagrid who was framed by you back then. Anyway, after my death, the attacks stopped. Even if someone wanted to object, there was nothing they could do?

Because after my death, the attacks did stop. "

Zhang Xiao paused and suddenly asked:

"Tom, are you afraid? Are you afraid that I will surpass you in the future?"

The hand behind his back could move slowly, and the small flame became a little bigger.

"Afraid?" Lockhart's face twisted, looking unusually ferocious. He let out a shrill laugh, took out his wand and wrote "Tom Marvolo Riddle" in the air.

Faint red writing floated in the air. With a wave of his wand, he broke up the order of the letters and reorganized them into one line:

"I am Voldemort."

He had a look of arrogance on his face: "Voldemort is my past, present, and future. As the greatest wizard in the world, do you think I would be afraid of a second-year wizard?"

Even though Tom tried every means to hide his thoughts, only he knew in his heart that he did feel threatened. If this damn second-year boy grew up, he might indeed catch up with him.

"I spent a lot of effort to trick this idiot Lockhart into opening up his guard." Tom took a few steps forward, his face almost touching Zhang Xiao's. "In an hour, I will be reborn. This is a vibrant version of me.

Zhang, I have always thought you are a smart man. If you don’t want to experience pain and cruel torture, why don’t you tell me your strange way of making golden light emit from your body? "

Zhang Xiao's eyes widened. Damn it, Voldemort still wants the Golden Light Curse?

No wonder you've been talking nonsense to me and haven't come up to bite the big melon, just because you want to get the golden light spell from me?

Seeing the shock on Zhang Xiao's face, Tom smiled with satisfaction, and his voice lowered, full of temptation:

"If that method does work, and you are loyal to me, for the sake of being a Slytherin and your loyalty, maybe I will give you the power of eternal life like me. This is a reward that many people dream of.

You will be the number two Death Eater, and besides me, the whole world will crawl at your feet!

So, as long as you cooperate with me obediently!

Tell me all your magical tricks! "

Under one person, right?

Zhang Xiao looked at the barely concealed greed and murderous intent in his eyes and sighed:

"Dream, Tom, there is everything in your dreams!"

Tom's smile froze on his face. He turned around with a distorted face, walked to the statue of Slytherin, and shouted loudly in parsel language:

"Talk to me, Slytherin!"

Slytherin's huge stone face moved. Zhang Xiao saw its mouth open, opening wider and wider, eventually forming a huge black hole.

Something moved in the statue's mouth, sliding upwards from the depths of the statue.

Tom laughed wildly: "Then you can be a sacrifice to the basilisk! Your bones can also be used as evidence!"

Suddenly his smile was stuck in his throat, and he saw the fire flashing behind Zhang Xiao, and then he broke free of the hemp rope neatly.

"you"

The basilisk is coming out! Zhang Xiao put back the golden talisman. This thing is a single-target attack. After killing Tom, he will definitely not be able to outrun the basilisk!

So...run first, then shake people!

Zhang Xiao took out a large teleportation talisman, closed his eyes and tore it with all his strength before the basilisk came out!

Bye-Bye!

The expected feeling of movement did not appear. Zhang Xiao closed his eyes tightly, but the cold water and moist air told him that he was still where he was.

broken! There won't be any problems with this moving talisman, right?

No, I specifically checked with my dad whether Hogwarts can be used, and my dad repeatedly assured me that it would be fine.

A strong fishy smell had spread in the air, as well as Tom's wanton laughter, but suddenly, everything became quiet.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xiao heard an old voice saying in a familiar language:

"Xiaoxiao, don't be afraid, grandpa is here."