Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

The boy’s voice sounded from the other side. It was a distinct but illusory shadow. He had black hair similar to Harry, but looked a few years older than him. He was looking at Harry interestingly. , Like watching some interesting show.At his feet is a thick notebook with a black cover.

"Who are you?" Harry tried to calm himself down. "Why are you here? You caused this girl's condition?"

"I have to come one by one, Harry." The boy was very kind, "To answer your first question, you can call me Tom, Tom Marvolo Riddle, fifty years ago, I was Hogwar The student of this." He pointed to the prefect badge on his body.

"Oh, five or fifty years ago? Are you dead? You look like a ghost."

"I am deeper than death, Harry. This is a more advanced state. I am a part of me. You won't understand. I have always been interested in you." Riddle approached Harry.

"As for why I am here, this is a secret room. As the heir to Slytherin, is it weird for me to appear here?"

"Are you the heir?" Harry was furious. "You caused everything, framed Hagrid, hurt students, and even hid in the dark the coward who refused to appear!"

"I did kill a Mudblood girl fifty years ago, but this time it’s none of my business." Riddle chuckled. "You must know the girl who opened the secret room. I remember she was studying at Ravenclaw. The name is... Padma Petir."

"It's impossible!" Harry exclaimed, "Padma is the first victim besides Mrs. Loris! How could she open the secret room!"

"Of course she can't open the secret room. Only the blood of Slytherin can drive the basilisk, and she is not even a snakehead." Riddle was obviously in a good mood, and he even wanted to talk to Harry, for him Puzzle.

"That girl is very smart, she resisted my intrusion, because she knew that she should not trust a magical object whose brain does not know where it is placed, even if it is just a book. But you know, for you children who have not really gotten started yet , Just a hint...she will obediently use her soul to support me and let me grow." Riddle laughed in a gloomy tone, and Harry only felt that his hairs started to rise, "but for some reason , The effect of the suggestion has deteriorated. The girl obviously wants to ask the professors for help. It's a pity that the memory in her mind is very interesting, and I know a lot of things that have happened over the years."

"After that, a student joined the investigation. Is she called Luna Lovegood? A keen child, she almost found the truth, but she was too careless and ignored the danger around her. I absorbed her Part of his life, this makes my strength stronger.” Riddle even touched Harry’s forehead with his hand. He showed interest in the lightning-like scar on his forehead, “Look, I can even Touch the real thing."

"The last mudblood girl was an accident. She appeared outside the bathroom by chance, but she was very careful. I think she understood that the basilisk was walking through the pipe, but because the pure blood named Luna fell in front of her, she was lost. Properly, it was petrified in the end. It's so funny, when Slytherin's secret room is opened, it should be the time to clean the dirty blood, but this time, except for the mudblood and the cat raised by the dumb gun, it is not considered to have achieved the goal.

Harry clenched his fists: "You are wrong. You didn't achieve a goal at all. Soon the petrification on them will be lifted, and everyone will live well, and Professor McGonagall is following us this time. What do you think she will do to you? You are just a ghost from fifty years ago!"

"I'm not just a ghost, Harry." Riddle's voice softened, and he opened his arms and declared loudly, "Tom Marvolo Riddle, just change the order of a few letters—'I am Voldemort'-I have never been far away, I am the greatest wizard in the world, anyone dare not call my name casually!"

Chapter 26 The Man in Black Robe

"You're Voldemort!" Harry took a step back. It was not the first time he saw Voldemort, but he looked completely different from his dying, weak posture last year.The boy standing in front of him had a handsome face. He looked at the kind of good students like Hermione and Percy, with the words "I'm excellent" on their faces. Even if they were a little arrogant, they would not It will make people feel offended.

But this boy, when he grew up, became the existence that spread fear and death. It was not just Harry's parents, but he and his party members caused many deaths.Harry had faced him face-to-face last year, but it was under Dumbledore's protection. At this time, when he confronted the cold pupils of the young Voldemort, Harry resisted his timidity and acted calmly.

"Of course I am Voldemort. This is the title I used when I was studying." Riddle said lightly. "I have always been interested in you, Harry Potter. How could a baby be under the hands of the greatest wizard? Escape? And he actually countered him, making the Dark Lord very embarrassed..." Riddle sneered and said disdainfully, "That's why I talked to you, Harry, so I know who you are. Now it looks like this What a great boy that many people boast about is just a reckless little devil who will only confess his life here."

"Wha—" Harry received a heavy blow in the back of the head, and he weakly felt that strength was pulling away from his body, and someone attacked him from behind him.Harry struggled to turn his head and saw a figure covered in a black robe in the blur, and a hint of gold leaked from the hood.

His last consciousness was something he had been told. There was a dark wizard hiding in Hogwarts. He might be the heir, or his accomplice...

Harry's consciousness sank into the darkness.

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"I thought you would act sooner, but in the end you just used a phantom spell and hid behind to watch the show." Riddle's tone didn't sound harsh, on the contrary, he was somewhat intimate, like facing a familiar, Close people.If there were any servants he used to be here, he would probably be surprised that his jaw fell.

"It would be too cruel to let the little guy die unclearly." Someone said, a man in black robes covered in a hood.She spoke with a smile, but it was not real, as if shrouded in a fog. Listening carefully will make people feel that there is no emotion in her words.

The black-robed man walked to Harry who was unconscious, and stroked the hair on his forehead, revealing the lightning scar: "This is the trace of the spell used by Lily Potter? What kind of method did she use? To defeat the greatest black wizard?"

"I was not defeated, it was just a damn accident." Riddle said, "When I absorb the life of Harry Potter, I will gain greater strength. I will reshape my body and regain my response. The status and power of getting, make the whole world tremble again because of me."

"Of course, you are the Dark Lord, I think you will do what you should do." The black-robed man's voice was careless, as if the terrible declarations of her nominal master could not cause any fluctuations in her heart.She even yawned and Riddle turned around.

"You should also remember what you should do." Riddle's voice was suspicious, "Why stop me from killing those students?"

"Look at your current state. What do you think you can do? If Hogwarts really died, what do you think Professor Dumbledore would do? He would do anything to find us at all costs. You don't I will want to offend him. Even though the legend is old, it is not old yet."

"Huh,'Professor Dumbledore', so many years have passed since you still considered himself a student? He was driven away from Hogwarts with a little trick. What can this old foolishness do, like He failed to guard against your existence, he could not protect anyone!"

"Don't underestimate Professor Dumbledore, Tom. We have all suffered. He is far more difficult to deal with than ordinary people... I think he should be aware of it and do something to me." The voice suddenly changed its tone. , Said cheerfully, "Tell me about Mr. Slytherin's legacy, that basilisk."

"There's nothing to say, we all found the secret room, but I can drive it but you can't. This basilisk only obeys Slytherin's orders, but you obviously retreat from it, which is rare. "Riddle praised her," I saw from those memories some future that I had never imagined in the past, that is your existence. You will be a good servant, and I allow you to get closer to me. Before we leave here Before, you could win a reward from your master for your loyalty and..." He concealed the last few words, not caring about it. The Dark Lord never needed such hypocrisy.

Although no one could see her face hidden under her hood, she still smiled habitually, "Yes, how long the rubble can't stop Professor McGonagall...Tom, let it come out and let me see Look at it. It never came close to me before. Even if I talk to it repeatedly, I can't let it be driven by me. I have never seen a basilisk before and I am very curious about them."

"Weirdo." Riddle laughed, hissing from his throat, and then an empty cave was opened from the Slytherin statue, and a thick dark green creature emerged from the shadows. .The basilisk slid and appeared from the mouth of the hole, opening its big fishy mouth, as if against the owner's request to please other people.

"Remember me?" She talked to the basilisk in a snake-like voice.

(You... don't smell of Slytherin... Get away!) The basilisk roars, pressing on its body as if to pounce on it, Riddle let it succumb, and the barren brain of the basilisk tells it that it must obey its master. command.It crawled forward unwillingly, and finally stopped in front of the black-robed man.

"Oh, it's a work of art... The skin of the basilisk is as tough as a dragon's skin..." The black-robed man took out his wand, and the basilisk immediately became alert and rolled up his tail agitatedly, but Riddle comforted it again.

"Good boy, good boy..." She smiled very sweetly, with her left hand still on the chilly scales of the basilisk, and the right hand holding the wand in the next second turned towards the basilisk's eyes-its few weaknesses- Used the splitting curse.

The basilisk’s eyes burst and sprayed out large stocks of black blood mixed with viscous liquid. The basilisk sprang up frantically from the ground and slammed the wall of the secret room with a thick tail. It broke Si The statue of Lytherin, the Slytherin statue that had been cut off at half waist hit the ground and aroused a burst of gravel dust.It wanted to attack the person who dared to hurt it, and bounced toward the location of the black-robed man in the memory.The fluorescent fangs were exposed to the air, and a strong fishy smell came out.

"What are you doing!" Accompanied by Riddle's furious roar, the black-robed man calmly retreated out of the basilisk's attack range. This was also one of her previous intentions to attack the basilisk's eyes. The damage was the most for her. Threat, let yourself stand in a favorable position in battle.

"Roosters contend." Golden light spread from the wand, and the outline of a golden rooster quickly formed. This is a high-level transformation spell.Under the shining of golden light, the rooster raised its head and chested out, and made a majestic cry that resounded throughout the secret room. The cock's crowing was further amplified in this closed chamber.The basilisk shivered and lost all its prestige, crawling on the ground, making a faint hissing sound, and writhing painfully on the floor. The cock of the rooster is fatal to the basilisk.

The black-robed man squatted down to face the basilisk, and walked to Riddle step by step while holding something. He glared at her, which made his pupils seem to shrink suddenly, and the white part of his eyes occupied the majority, which was terrifying. Up."What are you doing! The Basilisk is Slytherin's legacy and my servant! How dare you kill it without authorization!"

"You don't know what kind of person I am, do you? The memories you searched obviously cannot have this side." The black robe man said smoothly, "Why do you care about the life and death of a beast, Tom, I'm just a little bit Excited..."

"Lie, woman!" Riddle snapped, "Pay attention to your identity! How dare you disobey Voldemort's orders and call the shots without authorization?! Hand over your wand!"

Then Riddle watched her take off her hood, revealing her dazzling blonde hair, her face was full of disappointment, with a condescending look down: "It's a pity, Tom, conceited and ambitious, but can't see the front. Lu... sixteen-year-old you are not the one I need, what a pity."

The iconic smirk of enthusiasm appeared on her face again, "I can't beat you to pieces, I need a fatal and irreparable injury, Tom, you will like the eternal silence." She raised her face. Starting from the hand, he held the broken basilisk teeth with deadly poison on them. The basilisk’s fangs were effective against many things, including Tom Riddle’s diary.

"How dare you, how dare you! The betrayer has to pay with his life, and I will never forget this humiliation." Riddle watched as the black-robed man stabbed his fangs into the diary—the body of the 16-year-old Voldemort fragment Where, "You have already imagined it! So you don't kill those students, so you keep Harry Potter, so you lead Dumbledore away, so you don't give me more power..."

A large amount of ink leaked from the diary, dripping like human blood. Riddle's figure quickly twisted and deformed. The white halo that had originally covered him disappeared without a trace, and he struggled , Looked bitterly at the smiling black-robed man, and desperately leaned his hand in the direction of the black-robed man, but couldn't stop his demise, "Max Siegel!" With a stern, hateful scream, Riddle disappeared.

Chapter 27 Awakening

Harry had a nightmare when he was asleep: Tom Riddle-also known as Voldemort-killed many people after that, trampled on the bones of the dead and returned to the magical world. The Dark Ages struck again, and everyone was at risk. , The rebels retreated steadily, and his hyena-like subordinates gathered around him again.It's all because Harry and the others didn't solve him in Hogwarts' Secret Chamber. Neither the students nor the professor were opponents of the restored Voldemort, and they died one by one.And his only nemesis, Dumbledore, was stopped from the school he dedicated his life to because he was resigned.

There was a terrible laugh from Voldemort in Harry's mind, and he imagined him sitting triumphantly on the chair in the principal's room, and the portraits were destroyed like any decoration in the room.Immediately after Lucius’ tight, arrogant face replaced Voldemort, Lucius took out the roll of parchment cunningly like a fox and signed it with the names of thirteen school directors, “Congratulations, principal, you’ve been Officially resigned.” And Harry could only stand and watch, Dumbledore disappeared from him with a bang, he wouldn't give anyone any protection.The last thing that appeared in front of him was Zoe, who was lying dead in front of the Slytherin statue. Harry's instinct warned him to let go of the "object" in his hand. He couldn't help shaking because he was keenly aware of it. The soul in the body disappeared, and death was terrifying. He felt that he was feverish, his head was sultry, and he kept playing some terrible images-finally, at the end of the dark road, he felt a coolness on his forehead Tactile.

He opened his eyes abruptly, and Madam Pomfrey's kind face appeared in his eyes. Madam Pomfrey was happy that he was awake. She was wiping his sweat at that time, and Harry had been asleep for several hours.Harry's body is limp, he can't control it well, but he can still do it by turning his neck.

This is the infirmary. It's not the first time Harry has been here. He had been here last year, although not as a patient.He was lying on the soft bed and noticed that Professor McGonagall was sitting on a high stool with a sullen face and squinting his eyes. Harry always felt that her sleeping posture was like an owl, because she was holding her double The arms and back are straight.

"My dear, Minerva will be very happy. She has been guarding you, guilty of putting you in danger." Madam Pomfrey lowered her voice. Harry understood that she didn't want to wake Professor McGonagall. She could tell McGonagall. The professor stayed awake and guarded him for a long time, her face still showed obvious signs of sleepiness."I have long recommended that she also go to bed and rest. She was attacked by a powerful Forgotten Curse, but fortunately, the effect was almost completely blocked by the Armor Curse, except for a crack in her ribs.

What about the rest?Harry wanted to ask, but when he opened his mouth, he found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound.Madam Pomfrey helped him sit up halfway and brought him a glass of water. When he put down the glass, Professor McGonagall's body shook. When she was dozing, her head stopped after a pause, and then the pair The always bright eyes opened slowly, and she muttered something blankly. When the mist in her eyes dissipated, her eyes became sharp again.

"Potter," she was relieved, stood up and walked over to Harry's bed, "Thank God! When Weasley and I rushed to the secret room, my heartbeat almost stopped...a mess, with huge rubble everywhere. Head, the Slytherin statue split in two, and you and Siegel fell nearby and almost were stoned to death..." She thought of the scene at the time, frowning, her words revealed worry, "Let’s hurry I helped you up, but I couldn’t wake you up anyway. I used a spell to investigate and found that you were cursed, so I quickly took Weasley and..." She said in disgust, "Lockhart rushed back to the castle. Let Madam Pomfrey help you. You know, I'm not good at healing spells..."

Harry thinks this is the most talked-up time he has heard Professor McGonagall say. He feels somewhat honored, because Professor McGonagall is usually very strict, you rarely see her panic, she always Looking at you with scrutinizing eyes, Harry was afraid of her.

"That liar! Is he all right?"

"Huh." Professor McGonagall made a loud voice through his nose, "Good luck, but my head was smashed and a little blood bleed... I was lying on that bed, still not awake." She muttered We must teach Lockhart a lesson, because his sake almost caused irreversible consequences.