The Son of Light of the Snake House

After that loud bang, some other voices disappeared instead, and it wasn't until Riddle's screams of iron and steel reached Harry's ears that Harry opened his eyes a little bit in a daze.

And Riddle was still commanding the basilisk sharply beside him: "Don't pay attention to that bird! Potter is by your side... Wait, who are you??"

Harry clutched his stomach that was still hurting and looked over, and it was Daniel standing there, holding a... gun in his hand.

Daniel let the pistol flutter lightly at his fingertips, and carefully aimed at the basilisk next to him. After a gunshot, the only remaining eye of the basilisk exploded.

The basilisk rolled on the ground in pain, its strong tail whipped the entire secret room, but the three people present didn't pay much attention to him.

Then Daniel raised the gun to his face, pretending to be cool and blowing away the gunpowder smoke from the muzzle, and looked at Riddle who hadn't realized what happened with a half-smile.

"You see, Mr. Voldemort, times have changed."

...............

The gold-plated desert eagle still shone faintly under the dim candlelight in the secret room. With the sound of gunshots, the heavy bullets had not sharp heads, but they were powerful Under the pressure and speed, it quickly approached the basilisk.

Touch - Pierce - Penetrate

The unattractive metal pillar with a round flat head hit the basilisk's body, tore the flesh, and drilled out one after another, finally leaving several deep bullet holes on the wall of the secret room. There are wisps of gunpowder smoke drifting out from inside.

Before the basilisk could even react, four holes were pierced through its body, and warm blood gushed out from inside.It looked very painful, and its long and smooth body was constantly twisting... It had completely ignored Riddle's orders.

"You—you..." Before Riddle could say anything, a sharp wind whizzed past with a bullet, passed between Riddle's eyebrows, and imprinted on Salazar S. Statue of Leitlin himself.

Accompanied by the sound of "Bang!", Riddle was stunned, Harry also had a terrified expression, only Daniel had a smile on his face, but he looked very cold

"It's too bad, are you in an undead soul state?"

At that moment, Riddle deeply realized one thing: the person in front of him would really kill him.

In the terrified eyes of the two, Daniel grabbed the Magnum with his right hand and swung it to the left, and the gun loaded with bullets slid out lightly, and the bullets, shells, and shells inside fell with the action of gravitational potential energy. On the ground, the sound of jingling is even very pleasant.

Daniel took out six rounds of bullets from the hidden pocket on his cuff, stuffed them back into the pistol, and said calmly.

"How about six more rounds? You and your pet should be able to handle it, right?"

Daniel couldn't help but evoked a smile, which made the other two shudder unconsciously, and he slowly lifted up the gold-plated magnum that Mr. Wells loved most, so that the front sight in the scope aligned Aiming at the center of Riddle's eyebrows, he moved to his translucent white chest, pacing back and forth between the two.

He giggled at Riddle, opened his mouth and said, "Bang."

At that moment, Harry felt his whole heart convulsing. After realizing that Daniel hadn't shot, big cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead and slid down his cheeks.

He looked at the best friend in front of him, who could almost be said to be his best friend. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality... His best friend seemed to be a different person in the current scene.

Riddle stammered almost in fear: "Who are you...?"

He originally thought that he was immortal since he had been dormant for 50 years. Although he relied on the carrier of the diary, who would start with an ordinary and poor diary?

And when he thought that he would face Harry Potter, who survived by relying on his mother's magic, and the great white wizard Albus Dumbledore, he was even less worried about this: this group of self How can a person who claims to be decent commit murder?

This logic seems strange at first glance, but it is actually very practical: just because I know you are good people, so even if I beat you seriously or even kill you, I don’t have to worry that you will take my life. Just Azkaban.

It's just that this obvious theory of moral kidnapping doesn't seem to be suitable for the person in front of him.Thinking of this, Riddle almost couldn't help but shed a cold sweat. If he wasn't in a ghost body... he would have really died just now!Shouldn't he be a decent guy? ? ?

Daniel seemed to have seen through his thoughts, put down the gun in his hand, and said earnestly: "Look, you threatened and even injured my friend first. Don't you allow me to fight back?"

"And—" Daniel quietly flicked a healing spell to Harry, so that the small ball of light could be blocked by him from being noticed, and then looked at Riddle on the opposite side, squinting his eyes and smiling.

"You really don't remember me? But you obviously want to frame Hagrid and Headmaster Dumbledore again through me."

Riddle was stunned for a moment, he only showed one person the clip where he framed Hagrid - "Andre Motifora!" he said through gritted teeth.

"That's right, that's my screen name." Daniel added in time: "Actually, my real name is Daniel Alva Jerome. I'm 12 years old this year. I love vanilla ice cream the most, and the person next to me One named Harry Potter, also 12 years old, more adventurous than studying, Principal Dumbledore was dismissed by the board of directors two days ago, and Slytherin won the house cup last semester——Tom, look, you don’t know Know, because you don't care, you only care about yourself."

He spread his hands vaguely, and looked at Riddle again: "Don't you understand? Tom. People are always going to die, whether it's Salazar Slytherin or a unicorn in the Forbidden Forest. Just Like flowers will always wither, leaves will always fall, the sun will always set, no one can escape the curse of death, and it is not a good thing to want to live forever."

Before Riddle could say anything, Daniel changed his tone and shouted, "Harry!"

Riddle was startled, and suddenly found that he had been immersed in Jerome's nonsense just now, and he hadn't paid attention to his new target, Harry Potter.

He looked over immediately, and saw that Harry suddenly reached into the sorting hat, and pulled out a gleaming silver sword from inside, with a dazzling ruby ​​the size of an egg inlaid on the hilt.

Then Harry mustered up his courage, walked up to the basilisk that was tired from struggling and fell on the ground, raised the long sword high, and slashed it down!

The author has something to say:

Daniel: My lord, times have changed (draws gun)

Riddle: ? ? ?This is a madman!Help!

Daniel: This thing is much easier to use than magic (I can't put it down.jpg)

□□ is gold-plated □□ (Magnum), the bullet is 0.357 caliber.The Harley sophomore was 1992 and the Magnum's mass production date was 1983.The wool that Daniel got from Professor Wells.

The number of words in this chapter is exactly 2077, it reminds me of cyberpunk 2077hhh

I don't know why I always research evidence in such inexplicable places?Every time I get stuck at the end of the boss battle, should I write simple daily texts 5555