Reborn at Hogwarts

It's a pity he didn't have time to think.

The wand in Riddle's hand burst into a dazzling red light again.

After realizing that the "Avada Kedavra" did not work for Ivan in the incarnation state, Riddle directly changed his mind.

Every spell issued was extremely targeted at Ivan's weakness.

Riddle, who has devoured the main body and Quirrell, can continuously cast their own spells to attack himself. With his current appearance, it will not be a problem even if he fights like this for a whole day.

For the time being, Ivan did not show signs of decline on the surface.

Under Riddle's torrential magic bombardment, not only could he hold on, but he also seemed to be looking for an opportunity to get close to Riddle.

But in fact, Ivan's feeling at this time was simply miserable.

Although he put on a posture of vowing to fight to the death before, he also knew that with his current strength, it was impossible to be Riddle's opponent.

If Riddle is still the soul fragment that relies on the diary to manifest, then he can try his best to swallow a few spells, rush up to destroy the diary with Fiendfire, and make Riddle disappear directly.

However, this weakness no longer exists.

At present, it seems that the only way left is to wait for rescue.

Harry, Ron and Hermione had already gone to inform Dumbledore. If nothing else happened, the old bee should be on his way.

But Ivan wasn't going to pin all his hopes on Dumbledore.

He didn't believe that Riddle would directly attack him without preparation. You know, this meant that Riddle gave up his lurking in Hogwarts and completely exposed his identity to the sun.

Riddle must have a backup.

Maybe when he was fighting with Ivan in the secret room, Paracelsus had already sneaked in in the castle on the other side, moving towards the real goal.

Therefore, you still can't hold the idea of ​​"delaying time" and spend all your magic power on passive responses.

Go all out and kill as much as you can!

This is the train of thought that Ivan set for himself from the very beginning.

Therefore, he chose the incarnation technique at the beginning of the battle.

Aside from the fact that incarnation is the most proficient magic he has used, there is another important reason for choosing it.

Ivan didn't dare to show off black magic in front of Riddle.

Speaking of the incarnation technique, Voldemort may only have a general understanding of it, and he is not very clear about the specific operation method and countermeasures.

But the Dark Arts...he was a real expert.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the field of practical application of black magic, Tom Riddle is the pinnacle that modern wizards cannot match.

Albus Dumbledore, known as the greatest wizard in the world, may be able to overwhelm Voldemort in the knowledge of black magic, but in terms of actual combat, the old bee may not be his opponent.

In Ivan's view, this formed an extremely embarrassing situation.

Among the currently known spells, whether it is the Defense Against the Dark Arts taught in the book or the real Dark Arts, he is not as powerful as Voldemort.

And his real housekeeping skill, incarnation, is a very "cumbersome" magic after it can only change form and cannot use terrain to lurk.

Compared to Riddle, who was casting spells one after another and moving gracefully in the secret room, Ivan felt like a little kid who had learned boxing from street gangsters for two years. He couldn't even touch the ashes behind Riddle. .

Watching Riddle disappear out of thin air again, and then appear tens of meters away in an instant, Ivan couldn't help but wryly smiled.

Inadvertently, his eyes fell on Riddle's side.

It was a shallow puddle of water.

perhaps……

Thinking of what he was carrying in his pocket, a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in Ivan's heart.

...

Gryffindor common room.

Beside the blazing fire, three small figures were sitting there, whispering.

"Harry, you should calm down."

Hermione whispered. She looked at the bored Harry Potter with some anxiety.

Before Harry could speak, Ron, who was sitting beside him, yelled at the top of his voice, "Calm down? Hermione—how could you calm down? That giant snake made a hole in the castle! I've never seen Over that monster!"

Hermione tossed her hair angrily.

"We don't need to worry about this kind of thing," she said loudly. "Dumbledore will take care of it. And you shouldn't say it so loudly—everyone but us thought the castle was shaking because of an earthquake. Deng Bullido allowed us to understand what happened, that's a credit to us!"

"Really?" Ron froze under Hermione's aggressive eyes. Although he agreed with Hermione's words in his heart, he still murmured, "I hope you will think so in the future."

Harry sat between the two of them, listening to their hushed arguing, feeling bouts of distraction.

He really wanted to leave here, go back to the dormitory and sleep with his head covered.

But the appearance of trolls and giant snakes in turn made him suddenly feel a little afraid of Hogwarts.

How many unknown secrets are still hidden in this ancient and mysterious magic school?

A giant snake that almost squeezed out the entire bathroom appeared today, and tomorrow a giant dragon that spewed fire suddenly appeared?

unimaginable.

The two people beside them were still talking about something, but a burst of boredom suddenly rose from his heart, and Harry stood up suddenly, he didn't want to listen anymore.

"Where are you going?" Ron asked hurriedly, startled by his actions.

"Don't run around! Dumbledore won't let us go out!" Hermione reminded in a low voice, while glaring at Ron who was too loud.

"I'm going to Dumbledore," said Harry hastily, "you don't have to come with me."

After speaking, without waiting for the two friends to react, he immediately walked over the sofa and walked outside.

"Harry!"

"You are crazy!"

The two sitting on the sofa stared blankly at Harry rushing out of the Gryffindor common room. Ron hesitated for a moment, then jumped up and rushed out.

As for Hermione, she was almost mad at the wantonness of these two guys.

She wanted to ignore them, but on second thought, if Harry and Ron hadn't acted recklessly, she might have been killed by the troll.

Yes, in the bathroom, a person died miserably.

Thinking of this, Hermione sighed.

She lowered her head, grabbed the wands that the two had left on the sofa, took their coats by the way, and ran out after her.

"You'd better come out together next time, not one by one." When going out, Hermione heard the Fat Lady mumbling dissatisfiedly behind her, but she ignored it.

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