Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“What's the problem?” Harry asked softly, his fist was still tight.

“There are many, for example..."

Riddle smiled happily on his face, "How can a baby defeat the greatest wizard of all time without any particular magic? How can you escape safely, leaving only one scar, while Voldemort's power is destroyed? ”

Now, his hungry wolf-like eyes are lit with a strange red light.

“Interesting, you were defeated by Harry, but you don't know how you failed. Voldemort, is this what you call powerful power?!” Ivan sneered.

He carefully weighed around looking for the diary.

Now Riddle is just a memory with no entity, absorbing Ron's vitality and attacking him has no effect whatsoever.

Only by finding that diary soul tool can everything be resolved.

“I underestimate you again, mud bastard!” Riddle said softly, "Looks like you already know who I am. That's right, I'm Voldemort, he's my past, present and future. ”

He took Ron's broken wand, painted it a few times in the air, and wrote three shiny names: Tom Marvolo Riddle!

Then he waved the wand, and the letters switched positions automatically and became: I am Voldemort!

“This is my own new name!” He whispered, "Do you think I'm going to use my dirty Muggle father's name forever? You know, in my veins, there's Salazar Slytherin's own blood, and I'm gonna keep that disgusting ordinary Muggle name? He abandoned me before I was born because he found out his wife was a witch! ”

“That's impossible!” Riddle has a palpitating grin on his face, "I'm going to give myself a new name, which means I'm new! I know that one day, when I became the greatest magician in the world, wizards everywhere wouldn't dare say that name easily! ”

Though Tom Riddle had long been known to be Voldemort, Harry's mind seemed to be stuck when he saw the name appear before him.

He stared at Riddle, the man who was once an orphan with both parents dead. When he grew up, he killed his parents, and so many others...

“No, you're not.” Harry forced himself to speak, and his calm voice filled with hatred.

“Not what?” Riddle asked loudly.

“Not the greatest wizard in the world!” Harry's breathing quickly said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but the greatest wizard in the world is Albus Dumbledore. Everybody says so. Even when you're powerful, you don't dare try to control Hogwarts. Dumbledore saw through you when you went to school, and he still scares the hell out of you, wherever you've been hiding all these days. ”

The smile on Riddle's face disappeared with a very ugly look on his face.

“Dumbledore never believed me, and I knew it when I first saw him in the orphanage.” Riddle shouted, "But it doesn't matter, I know a lot of spells he never dared imagine, and I'm the most powerful. Now, tell me everything, Harry Potter. How long do you have to say it and how long you and that mud seed next to you will last? ”

“No one knows why you suddenly lost your power when you did it to me.” Harry said hard, "I don't know myself, but I know why you didn't kill me. Like Ivan said, because my mother died trying to save me, she beat you with her love for me! ”

Harry trembled as he desperately suppressed his anger, "She stopped you from killing me. I saw the real you, and I saw you again last year. All you have left is a pile of junk, and you're only half-dead. Look at you, you're so intelligent, you end up like this. You're ugly and disgusting! ”

Riddle's face twisted, and then he squeezed another smile.

“I see. Your mother died trying to save you. Not some ridiculous mother love, but a powerful spell. Yes, it was a very effective spell breaker, and I understand now! After all, there's nothing special about you, you just escaped me with your luck. ”

Riddle turned around and looked at Slytherin's statue, and the grin on his face became more evident.

“Now, let's see, you and the mud species beside you, there's no such luck to escape from the greatest black wizard ever again. ”

Hissing in his mouth, Slytherin's huge stone carved face moved.

It opens its mouth, and the bigger it gets, the bigger it ends up forming a giant black hole.

Ivan raised his head and looked up at the face of the tall, hidden Slytherin stone statue in the dark. Immediately afterwards, he saw a diary that he had never found, and it was placed on the statue.

The Snake Monster slowly slipped out of the statue with scars all over it, less prestigious than it had initially seen in the Gryffindor Public Lounge, and Snape's attack and cock screaming made it look unusually tired and weak.

But for two little wizards, the Snake Monster is still deadly, even if it is weaker.

“Kill them!” Riddle shouted wildly.

The serpent quickly slipped over to them, and Ivan's wand sent an orange light, an eye curse, but it was dissolved by Riddle's curse.

“It's stupid, you think I'll let you do the same trick twice.” Riddle screamed, "Muddy, taste the smell of death...”

His words were not finished, and the empty, secret chamber suddenly remembered a bit of music.

The voices were faint and mysterious, and the voices were exhilarating.

Evan saw a dark red bird suddenly descend from the sky, as big as a crane, playing its weird music on the vaulted ceiling. It has a glittering golden tail, as long as a peacock tail, and a pair of glittering golden claws with a broken wrapper on them.

“It's Fox, Phoenix Dumbledore! ”

It flew over quickly and threw that shitty piece of crap on his paws at the feet of two people, Ivan, and he saw clearly that it was that shitty branch hat at school.

“Interesting! ”

Riddle suddenly laughed, he laughed too hard, trembling slightly in the dark chamber, as if ten Riddles were laughing out loud at the same time, "This is what Dumbledore gave his protector, a singing bird and a broken hat! Do you think you have the guts? Do you feel safe? ”

His voice had just fallen and he saw Fox flying towards the Snake Monster, circling his head.

The serpent poured angrily at the phoenix, revealing his teeth as thin and long as a military knife.

But it didn't work, and Fox dived down, and it had a long golden beak stuck in the head of a snake monster. It sings a strange song in its mouth, pointing from time to time at Snake Monster's scaly nose, and here's a peck, there's a peck, and black blood sprays out of Snake Monster's eyes, and his eyes are pecked blind.

“No, kill those two boys! Get off that bird, boys behind you!” Riddle screamed loudly.

“Harry, trust yourself.” Ivan plugged the floor cap into Harry's hand, and he turned and ran over to Slytherin's statue, shouting out loud as he ran, "I'll get the diary, you have to destroy it. ”

Harry looked at the branch hat with the patch all over his hand, wondering what Ivan meant, what could this thing do?

Immediately afterwards, his hand seemed to touch a long, hard thing in the hat, and he bowed his head and saw a shiny silver sword appearing in the hat with a dazzling egg-sized ruby on the handle.

Harry pulled it out and the ruby flashed a faint light on the handle.

Proof of courage, Gryffindor's sword!