The Last Goodbye

Inlaid with dazzling rubies.

He put the sword between himself and the snake-faced man.

The other party sneered. [Then, you choose to die. 】The man suddenly waved his wand, and a green light shot out. Harry swung his sword with his right hand to resist, and swung his left hand back, creating an invisible shield in front of Riddle.The Gryffindor sword broke through the air and shattered the Killing Curse.

The shattered spell did not disappear, but instead turned into thousands of tiny snakes. Harry withdrew his left hand and raised it forward, all the snakes were on fire, and a puff of black smoke rose up.The man on the opposite side continued to wave his wand, the sound of swishing pierced the sky, and countless green lights shot over.

Harry didn't swing his sword again, he gathered his magic power at one point, and then punched out - with a buzzing sound, there was a huge roar in the room.His magic is like a hot wind, a burning fire, rolling up layers of golden red waves in the air, swallowing the green light of the death curse.But the snake-faced man's wrist twirled slightly when the spell disappeared.

"Crucio."

He speaks softly.But the curse was like a sharp needle, piercing through the young man's body. Harry's legs gave way, and he knelt down in front of the other party.The man laughed cruelly.He lifted Harry's chin with his wand, enjoying Harry's trembling with pleasure.

[Harry Potter, I've changed my mind.I will not kill you directly.I'm going to torture and torture you. 】

Harry didn't resist any longer.The green eyes looked up obediently, looking up at the man with an obedient expression like a pet.The man narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.At that moment, the young man grabbed the man's wand and poked it towards him forcefully, the other party had no time to think about anything else—

"Expelliarmus."

With a snap, the snake-faced man's wand flew out and landed in Tom Riddle's hand.

It worked!The boy was so excited that he shed a drop of cold sweat.He knew that just now Harry was playing around and giving him a chance. With another wave of his wand, Riddle lifted the curse on the young man.The face of the snake-faced man was distorted.Angry red eyes can spew fire.

[Do you think I need a wand to cast magic! ] He stepped back suddenly, and waved his hands violently.Dozens of black arrows shot over, but Harry didn't move.He was still half-kneeling on the spot, looking at the enemy complacently.He obviously didn't fight back, but he seemed to have won the battle.Because in the next instant, Tom Riddle stood in front of him.

"Arrest to Momentum!"

The black arrow stopped a few inches away from the two of them - the second spell followed - with a sound, the black arrow turned back along the way it came, and pierced the man's body directly.He staggered to his knees, a pool of bright red blood oozing from the wound, staining his jet-black robe even blacker.The black robe clung wetly to his withered body, and he looked like a dying tree.

The bone-white wand was aimed at its former owner.

Tom Riddle strode forward, pointing the tip of his stick between the man's eyebrows.

【yield. 】

He responded in the other's language.

The ferocious snake face stared at him.The man suddenly grinned, 【Do you know who I am? 】

Riddle stared back at him without showing any sign of weakness.He moved the corner of his mouth and pulled out a dry smile. 【I know who you are. ] He said softly, his dark eyes flickered slightly, 【You are Voldemort. 】

The smile on the man's face widened.The lipless mouth opened like the black scythe of death. 【then who are you? ] the man asked. Riddle's expression moved, but he finally pressed his lips together.The man's words were like magic, and he didn't want to answer.

【answer me! ] The man growled.The cold tone of the snake language resonated in the round room. Riddle lowered his eyes, looking deeply at the deathly pale face.

good question.he thought to himself.Who am I?Who am I?

I am someone who speaks the same language as you.

I'm the one who wields the same wand as you.

I am the heir to the world's most powerful dark wizard, Salazar Slytherin.

I am TomMarvoloRiddle, the last descendant of the Guant family.

I am the past, present, and future of the Dark Lord.

I am the one Harry Potter tried to stop by traveling through time and space and giving his soul.

I am his worst enemy.

Yes, that person is me.

The boy curled up his lips.

【I'm Salazar Potter. 】

The bone-white wand pressed against the man's brow.

【I'm not you. 】

His voice was cold and soft, like a thin brocade.

[Striking discord doesn't work for me, Voldemort.Don't forget, that's my forte too.So now...] The young man applied lightly, and the tip of the stick emitted a threatening green light, 【I will give you two choices, let us pass, or die. 】

The scarlet eyes under the wand narrowed into two thin lines.

【You will regret this. 】

The man left the last word.Disappeared.

The whole house began to peel off like faded paint.In the end the Roundhouse disappeared with the man.Where they stood became a long, straight corridor. Harry had silently retrieved his wand, returned the sword to the Sorting Hat, and disappeared with the room.He looked calm, like he hadn't been dueling just now, but just accidentally ate two soggy scones.But Tom Riddle didn't think so.He stared straight at his guardian, black eyes capable of bursting into flames with rage.

Harry was still smiling silly at him!Still laughing!

[Harry Potter! 】He growled, 【You don't have anything to explain! 】He was so angry that he forgot how to speak English. Harry walked over unhurriedly, his green eyes were rippling, filled with all the tender emotions. Riddle got even angrier. [It's useless for you to look at me like that!You don't think you—] But the other party didn't let him finish.

Harry leaned down and kissed him passionately on the lips.

SPHINX, PARTII

1939

It was really a kiss so long that the sky and the earth paled, and the sun and the moon dimmed.

Riddle almost suspected that the other party kissed him until he couldn't breathe on purpose, so that he couldn't get angry with him.He pushed Harry away panting, but the young man clung to him like a kitten, pampering him—enough!

"Harry Potter, stop." He pulled him away rudely.The green eyes flashed obediently, and then retreated obediently.

"You bastard..." Riddle glared at him angrily.He wanted to ask, why didn't you tell me?Why don't you tell me that I am the Dark Lord and I am Voldemort?Why don't you say that I am your enemy, the one you want to stop?Why didn't you reveal my identity to Dumbledore?Why did you adopt me and help me?Why protect me, trust me?Why didn't you kill me when we first met?Why are you……

But he knew the answer to that question.That answer quenched his anger like a cold summer rain. "You are really..." He smiled wryly, "...Forget it, I forgive you."

The young man looked at him with a smile, but Riddle looked away angrily.They stood at the end of a straight corridor that ended in a stone wall.Something is hanging on that wall. Riddle cast a protective spell around the two of them, then took a cautious step.Nothing jumped out, and there were no vicious curses.They walked forward and stood in front of the stone wall after a while.Now I can clearly see what's on the wall - it's a portrait of Nicolas Flamel.

"Welcome." The great alchemist winked at them mischievously, "Let me first congratulate you two for breaking through many barriers. No one has been here before you." Riddle is already familiar with their routines, "Excuse me How do we get here, Mister Flamel? We're in a hurry."

"Oh, young man, don't worry. When I finish the content of the level, you will want to stay a little longer."

"please."

"It's hard to say, but it's easy to say. Leave your most important things here before you can pass."

the most important thing? Riddle found himself carrying nothing but his wand and the Portkey Grindelwald had given him.Reluctantly, he handed the old man his wand. Flamel just smiled kindly, "Grindelwald can leave his wand and pass, but you can't."

"Then what am I going to leave?" I'm not going to be asked to leave the Portkey.He thought a little guilty.

"It's easy. Keep those close to you," Flamel said lightly.

Riddle stared at him in shock. "Leave your most important things here before you can pass." The old man repeated again, with a flash of wisdom in his eyes. Riddle suddenly understood.

These levels were originally tailor-made for Grindelwald.They are not only a protection, but also a trap, a cleverly designed to trap the dark wizard.