[HP]Tom Potter

"Go to hell! Tom Riddle!" Harry thrust his fangs into the diary vigorously, flung his sweat-stained hair on his forehead, and slapped it heavily on his forehead.

"No~~~" The expression of astonishment and the pride that hadn't disappeared in time were entangled on the face of the Dark Lord, and the handsome face of the young man became extremely terrifying.

A sudden whirlwind broke out in the secret room.The diary trembled violently under Harry's hands, thick black liquid mixed with the pungent smell of ink sprayed out from the crack pierced by the fangs, splashing on Harry's face already covered in blood and sweat.

"Harry Potter!" The young wizard roared resentfully, being caught in the air by the violent whirlwind.Then, under the horrified gazes of Hermine and Ron, the dark lord, who was still invincible just now, twisted in the whirlwind, and a little bit of beautiful light overflowed from his body.The light quietly floated around the whirlwind, forming a sharp contrast with the painful expression and hissing of the Dark Lord in the center of the whirlwind.

And as the light overflowed, the Dark Lord's body gradually became transparent, as if his magic power and vitality were being oppressed by the whirlwind little by little.When the last bit of light overflowed, a small crack sounded in the center of the whirlwind, and then the whirlwind disappeared as suddenly as it had suddenly appeared.In the air of the secret room, there is nothing but a beautiful light like a starry sky.

There is no terrible whirlwind, and no terrible dark lord.

"What's going on here?" Ron opened his mouth wide, looking stupidly at the little witch who always answered his questions.

"Oh," Hermine felt her head was in a mess, and suddenly, she screamed. "Harry!"

The young man who had been so heroic just now had fallen to the ground, his face was ashen blue.The principal's Phoenix stood aside and wept quietly, the crystal clear tears falling drop by drop on the boy's bloody wound.

As if startled by Hermine's scream, the light in the sky began to hover, emitting a dazzling light.

"What's the matter?" Ron thought he would just yell stupidly.

The white light rippled in the secret room like water waves, and the last two young wizards who were still awake in the secret room felt warm on their bodies, as if they had returned to a warm and comfortable bed, and their fatigue and worries in their hearts were miraculously soothed.

"Harry..." Worried about her friend, the little witch made a final fight, and then fell limply, falling into a sweet sleep with Ron.

Phoenix watched all this curiously.The instinct of the magical creature made it choose to wait quietly.It wasn't until the light merged into a point and disappeared around Harry that it lightly pecked Harry's smooth forehead, flapped its wings and flew away.

When Hog ​​Oz's white-bearded principal and teachers entered the secret room under the guidance of the phoenix, only the huge and hideous corpse of the basilisk remained in the messy secret room, and five rosy-faced, carefree sleepers. Concerned little wizard.

The author has something to say:

Another hole was opened.

Well, in order to avoid the tragedy of abandoning the pit and absconding in the past, I solemnly decided that this will be a short story and will be finished as soon as possible.