Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Harry sat down on his knees in front of Ron and kept calling.Ron seemed to have a seizure, convulsing all over, foaming at his mouth.

No, if this goes on, sooner or later, he bit his tongue and has to put something hard in Ron's mouth... Harry still knows this knowledge of first aid!

He stretched out his hand instinctively, trying to put it in Ron's mouth, but assessed the bite strength of the opponent's teeth and picked up his wand wisely.

Harry was mentally active again... After all, this is his own magic wand, which works well, it is Fox's tail feathers... Not willing!

So Harry took Ron's wand and put it in his mouth.

Twelve and one-quarter inches... made of ash...hardness...fair.

Anyway, the hardness in Ron's mouth was quite average, and only a click, the products made by Cedric's workshop left a row of terrible cracks.

The slender basilisk, after drilling out of Ron's chest, swam out.

It was no more than one meter long and was covered in green, with a bright red feather on its head, like the red crown of a rooster.

I don't know, I thought it was a hybrid of chicken and snake.

It took advantage of the gap where Harry focused his attention on Ron, secretly placed Harry's wand on the ground, held it in his mouth, and then swiftly swam across the ground.

It followed Riddle's thighs, crawled to his shoulders, raised the little head, and shook its tail at the boy as a reward.

Riddle took Harry's wand, he played with it lightly, and smiled: "Potter, see it, this is how I control Ron.

A very useful magic, as long as you put the snake in the wizard's body, you can use the snake tongue to control them far."

"That's why, those who were attacked, all point to you."

Harry raised his head and stared at Riddle.

"Don't look at me with that look." Riddle joked, "Do you think I attacked so many wizards just to blame you?

In addition to Ron, I also placed five juvenile basilisks in the bodies of other victims."

"Harry." Riddle whispered, enjoying every second of panic.

"Trust me, it's not just Ron's life and death, it's your current concern, and your classmates...Five lives.

And me, one thought can destroy them...unless you help me."

Harry looked nervous, almost out of control.

"Please," he raised his eyes and said vaguely, "I promise any request you have..."

"Very good." Riddle was ecstatic.

He placed the diary on the table and spread it out gently. Each page was covered with intricate patterns of ancient magic texts and spells.

Riddle pinched the juvenile basilisk, quietly placed it on the diary, and began to prepare for the resurrection ceremony.

Voldemort went further than anyone on the road to chasing longevity.

When he made the first Horcrux, he was only sixteen years old, but he had found several resurrection magics.

But unlike the body, Riddle, who lives in his diary, is just a piece of soul.

Because it was the first split, his soul fragment was indeed relatively large, but it still couldn't compare with the ontology.

Only by constantly communicating with Ron and tempting Ron to share his soul and absorb the vitality can he appear in the diary.

This is just the first step!

In order to transform himself from a state of soul into an independent form, Riddle simultaneously absorbed the soul and vitality of six people.

The six people attacked were all hotbeds for his growth.

This is also the reason Dumbledore has not dared to act rashly. He must wait for Riddle to take the basilisk back.

Otherwise these people will have to die!

Now is the time to reclaim these forces.

Riddle waved his wand and pointed it at the basilisk, chanting a spell.

In an instant, the basilisk shrivelled, and invisible vitality flowed into the diary.

At the same time, the five basilisks residing in other people's bodies quickly dried up.

The soul power they absorbed all flowed into the diary.

Riddle glowed with a strong green light, and his shoulders, neck, face and head were also covered with intricate patterns of ancient magic texts and spells.

It is exactly the same as in the diary.

On Riddle's head, there are six strange ouroboros patterns.

"The soul fragments of the innocent can make me complete!" Riddle murmured.

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"Come on, Harry, make magic with me, what you said was completely voluntary!" Riddle whispered.

Harry stood up blankly, letting Riddle to play with.

Riddle paced around the room, waving his wand in his hand, chanting the ancient magic text softly.

Dense white smoke, accompanied by his singing, rose round and round.

The vitality absorbed by the basilisk was not enough to bring the sixteen-year-old Riddle back to life.

He wants to be resurrected,

Need a strong sacrifice!

The more people who hate him, the closer the connection, the stronger the sacrifice.

So Harry is very important, Riddle chose him to complete the final sacrifice.

After finishing the magic preparations, Riddle asked loudly:

"Harry Potter, Tom Riddle is your enemy?"

"Yes!"

The white smoke wrapped around Harry and Riddle.

"Are you willing to break the prison of your soul for your enemy?" Riddle asked again.

"willing!"

The white smoke completely entangled the two of them, and then merged into the two of them.

"I met your request," Harry said loudly, "Let Ron, let the innocents go."

Riddle opened his eyes and smiled.

"You and me are not over yet, there is still one last step, Potter."

"You may have noticed that my condition is different from ordinary people.

I am attached to the diary. To be completely resurrected, I need to sacrifice a sacrifice to release my soul from the diary."

"You just took me as a sacrifice?" Harry's voice trembled."This is the mission you said?"

Riddle laughed blankly. "You really don't understand, do you?"

At this moment, the sound of music floated from somewhere.

Riddle turned around abruptly, and the music became louder and louder.The voice was illusory and ethereal, ethereal and mysterious, and it was exciting to hear.

A second later, a big bird flew straight towards Harry.It threw the tattered thing on its paws at Harry's feet, and then rested heavily on Harry's shoulders.

When it folded its two huge wings, Harry looked up and saw it had a long, sharp golden beak and two shiny black eyes.

Big bird stopped singing.It sat quietly on Harry's shoulders, warmly pressed against Harry's cheek, and stared firmly at Riddle.

"Phoenix." Riddle laughed, "I drained the power of the basilisk, and Dumbledore came and interrupted our sacrifice. It's a pity...he came late."

"That stuff--" Riddle turned his gaze to the tattered thing Fox just dropped. "Is that the school's sorting hat?"

Harry grabbed the hat and clasped it to his head indiscriminately.

"Help me—help me—" Harry thought, eyes pressed tightly under his hat. "Please help me."

But the Sorting Hat did not answer him.

On the contrary, the hat is getting tighter and tighter, as if an invisible hand is clutching it desperately.

Wow!A hard and heavy object fell on top of Harry's head and almost knocked him unconscious.

He grabbed the top of the hat and tried to take it off, but he felt a long, hard object under the hat.

A shiny silver sword appeared in the hat, and the hilt was inlaid with a dazzling egg-sized ruby.

"Aha, Gryffindor's sword." Riddle squinted.

"I said why I searched for so long, but I couldn't find it. It was hidden in Dumbledore."

Fox suddenly spread its wings and flew. It flapped its wings quickly and hovered over the two of them. Then, something fell on Harry's lap—the diary.

Harry didn't think or hesitate, he grabbed the Gryffindor sword and lifted it high, ready to pierce the diary!

Riddle watched quietly, smiling at the corners of his mouth.

I waited too long this night, and the great new life is finally about to happen.

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(Thanks to the "Hellcat" boss for the reward)