Chapter 193 192: Tom's conspiracy, Ian's journey through
The air in the underground chamber was so sticky that it could almost pinch out the water. The tip of Ian's wand was flashing with a deep light, illuminating the pale picture opposite. face.
Harry Potter.
In other words, it is the residual soul of Voldemort that occupies Harry's body. At this time, the boy's eyes showed snake-like vertical pupils, and those cold eyes lacked reason and emotion.
I have to say.
Facing such a scene.
Ian's emotional ups and downs were so violent - if the people here were Harry and the Voldemort in Harry's body, then what was the Harry in the ward where Nick Lemay was cared for?
A fake?
No.
The magic-made substitute may be able to deceive other wizards, or even several professors from Hogwarts, but it is absolutely impossible to deceive Nick Lemay, the alchemy, master.
"So, that must be Harry..." Thinking of this, Ian felt a little enlightened, and he immediately clarified his thoughts and frowned. "You used the time machine to deceive Nick Lemay?" Ian thought of when he accidentally touched the time machine, when Harry Potter was also in Nick Lemay's office.
If Harry Potter had peeked into the secret of the time machine, then Voldemort, who was hidden in Harry Potter's body, would obviously know what happened in the alchemy office that night.
Although Nick Lemay used some small means to coax Harry elsewhere in order to protect the information of the time machine, the fact that Harry, who knows little about the magic world, was fooled does not mean that Voldemort was also so A shallow knowledge. Through Harry's memory that night, Voldemort probably had already seen and planned to use this miracle creation located in Hogwarts. "You are very smart, much smarter than I thought." Voldemort's response also confirmed Ian's guess, and he stared at the little wizard in front of him with an extremely gloomy look.
but.
But he didn't dare to take the lead.
Perhaps because he shared Harry's memory and used Harry's body to move at night in Hogwarts, he knew the strength of the little wizard in front of him.
I am afraid that I will not be able to win if I have not been completely resurrected.
"Maybe we can talk about making a deal. I have a lot of knowledge that you can't get in Hogwarts. I was the Horcrux that I was made at the last moment."
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"At least, before last year, the last moment, do you know what this means? It means that Voldemort's life's knowledge is almost all here."
"You will definitely go to this point because of this A more glorious life, appreciate the scenery that you could not have appreciated. You know, this is the wealth that Voldemort accumulated throughout his life. "Because of fearing the strength of the little wizard, this Voldemort, who occupied Harry's body, wanted to We must start to use some deceptive measures to reach a consensus with Ian.
"Let me live! You will have everything!"
He spoke in a very seductive voice. Perhaps such a statement will make many people excited, but Ian is obviously not included in the scope of many people. "It's this kind of rhetoric again, it's always this kind of rhetoric. Do you have no other rhetoric?" Ian rolled his eyes, with an undisguised contempt in his tone.
If he remembered correctly, Voldemort, who was resurrected last year, was also trying to bewitch him in a similar way. Perhaps all Voldemort's Horcruxes thought this was a temptation that the wizard could not resist. "I am very serious and sincere. I can use all of Voldemort's knowledge to exchange for my life." Voldemort, who was facing Harry's face, spoke in a deep voice. "You are Voldemort."
Ian was unmoved.
"Of course I am part of Voldemort, but it doesn't mean I must be Voldemort... He is too crazy. From the time he made such a deal with the god of death for resurrection, we were destined to betrayal. He can do it. Of course, it can also be said that he betrayed all of our divided souls when he made that kind of deal! ”
"Harry"'s vertical pupils were full of madness and anger, but more of them were fear, fearing the god of death in his mouth, fearing what he said about the deal he made with the god of death.
"What deal?"
Ian thought of Voldemort's brief resurrection last year, and in an instant, he had the special situation of winning the game. It was obvious that the price Dumbledore said was probably the price It has come true. "Death never makes a loss-making business. His forgiveness is always accompanied by a deeper price. It is a terrible terror than death." The remnant soul occupying Harry's body is vague.
It seems like you are afraid or being taboo about talking about information. Of course, even so, "Harry" still wants to use this situation to reach a deal with Ian.
"Let me live, you can gain this part of the knowledge, and then you can understand what my crazy past has betrayed." "Harry" stared at Ian.
The little wizard did not answer. His eyes swept over Voldemort, and Pansy Parkinson, who fell to the ground and was unconscious. The girl's hair was scattered on the ground in a messy way, as if she had been alive. "You said my baby Snake Monster wasn't you killed?" Ian suddenly started to talk.
This immediately aroused "Harry"'s alertness.
"You are delaying time!"
He roared at Ian with annoyance, but what he received was Ian's sneer. "Move your little brain, what trick do you think I need to delay you?" Ian shook his head contemptuously, holding up his wand and spreading his hands. The wand trembled slightly in his hands, not because of fear, but because of the accumulation of power, the tide that was about to burst out.
See only.
The little wizard's mouth is lightly raised.
The robe is automatically without wind, and the sound of the robe is fluttering.
The next moment, a dazzling light burst out from the tip of his magic wand, and a faint blue light burst out suddenly, like a sleeping dragon awakening, instantly igniting the air around him. Immediately afterwards, the blazing fire rose from all directions and instantly filled every corner of the entire secret room ruins.
It was a blue fire like the deep sea. The fierce fire burned wildly, and the fire tongue danced wildly, like countless angry snakes, swallowing everything frantically, and the collapsed gravel made a crackling sound in the high temperature.
Visible to the naked eye, it turned into dust.
The magic power surged in the little wizard's body, like an endless ocean shaking huge waves. The force burst out from him, turning into invisible pressure to cover the entire space.
The air was filled with trembling power. "Are you provoking me?" Voldemort, who occupied Harry's body, stood opposite him.
The pale face looked even more gloomy in the fire. A rare fear flashed in his eyes, and the magic wand in his hand trembled slightly, as if resisting the invisible oppression. "I'm asking you, what chance do you think you have... can defeat me?" In the firelight, Ian's eyes were calm, and the surging fire surrounded him.
Like the most loyal slave.
"Gu~"
This is the sound of swallowing saliva. Voldemort, an existence that once scared the entire magic world, felt the strong sense of oppression from Ian at this moment. A hint of unconcealable horror appeared in his iconic snake-like pupils, and he unconsciously took a slightly back. "How could you have such a powerful magic!" He exclaimed incredible surprise. Obviously, despite knowing something about Ian, his knowledge of Ian was limited to the little wizard in the school.
The memory of Voldemort, who was once killed by Ian, did not sync with him. "This is not the answer I want to hear." Ian didn't answer, but just raised his chin slightly and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. His eyes stabbed Voldemort in the heart like a knife.
"Of course not me! It was that damn diary! It was the sixteen-year-old me! It pretended to unite with me, but wanted to use me and another soul in this body as his resurrection sacrifice for his resurrection. ! "
Perhaps Voldemort, who saw Li Huo running towards him, occupied Harry's body, immediately roared in panic.
He gave a message that was completely unexpected to Ian. The Snake Monster was actually killed by the remnant soul in the diary, and the diary also wanted to sacrifice to Harry.
"This is interesting."
Ian raised an eyebrow with a look of surprise.
Of course he knew that the later Voldemort was, the more crazy IQ was occupied. Riddle, who was in his teens, was of course very smart, but he did not expect that there would be internal strife between the Horcruxes.
This is probably inseparable from the deal made by Voldemort who was resurrected last year. Of course, compared to the internal strife of Voldemort's Horcrux, Ian is more concerned about his own will.
"Why did he kill my basilisk?"
The little wizard is convinced that the Basilisk's soul cannot be used for resurrection. "Of course it's for him to have the strength to back-punch me!" "Harry" gritted his teeth and looked quite annoyed. He exposes another of his crimes in anger. "At the beginning, he and I were exchanging information, trying to break free from the terrible fate, so we made a plan to release the basil monster to attack the students in Hogwartsli."
"This is a good plan, a win-win plan. We can all have enough souls to sacrifice and become individuals, but he betrayed me in this secret room!"
"What do you say he doesn't want to provoke the three most powerful people now. His resurrection only requires me and the soul of this body I occupy, and I want to launch a sneak attack on me from behind with magic."
"It's a pity that he has done everything he can. I've been alert to him all the time. I know myself too much, so he used that student with weak magic to fail to kill me."
" Harry's tone was full of resentment towards "self", and his vertical pupils also showed a look of shame and annoyance. It was obvious that he regarded the matter that he had cheated by "self" as a great humiliation.
"Tsk tsk, there was an internal strife, and a younger self rushed to this dark place and secretly wanted to sacrifice. How should I evaluate your experience... It's so sad." Yi En did not hide his ridicule, but his casual remarks made "Harry" extremely distorted.
This guy tried to raise the wand that should belong to Harry in his hand several times.
But in the end I endured it.
Although the desire for madness and killing was filling the brain, the remaining reason still reminded the remnant soul of the Dark King that Ian's terrible magic was not a force that he could fight before he resurrection.
I had no choice but to do anything.
The remnant soul of Voldemort can only try his best to defend himself.
"I saw through his conspiracy! I evacuated this secret room in time, threw him and the snake monster in this secret room, and then chose this pure blood girl as my sacrifice."
His tone was quite excited, with a feeling of indignation.
"I chose to break free from my destiny! This is a far beyond his plan! He was created too early, and he was still timid in his heart, so he didn't dare to do the same thing as me!"
"He Not only a betrayer, but also a coward, timid guy! "Due to being ridiculed, "Harry" began to demean another Horcrux to raise himself.
This is definitely a real dog biting dog. "It's so interesting." Ian thought this scene was quite novel.
Seeing that he was in a good mood, "Harry" immediately seized the opportunity and looked at Pansy lying in the pool on the ground, and his tone once again smelled of request. "I have confessed everything to you, so, can I really live now? Can I teach you and help you, and you are so powerful that you will surely have achievements that shock everyone, On your path to conquest, you need helpers, followers, and I can serve as your helpers and followers. "
"A dark king will follow you, and you will surely change the whole world." He still Using his own language skills, he attempts to paint a magnificent future for Ian.
This is of course a big pie that all ambitious people may be moved by.
However.
The same sentence.
Ian is not among them.
Of course he also has ideals and ambitions, but it has nothing to do with conquering the world. "You're right, you've been honest with everything, so it's time for the conversation between us to end." Ian chuckled, shaking his wand in his hand.
So a stream of sharp fire seemed to be given life.
They contain Ian's powerful magic and firm will. Each flame is like a sharp blade, cutting through every inch of the air that swept through.
"You don't care! Damn guy!" Voldemort's remnant soul was roaring and roaring, his voice was panicked and angry. He obviously regarded Ian as another betrayer. "I have never promised your deal." Ian kept urging Lihuo, the power of the flame became stronger and stronger, and everything in the ruins seemed to be ignited at this moment. "You despicable little devil!" Voldemort quickly lifted Harry's wand and used magic to resist.
However.
It occupies Harry's body.
What he can use is only Harry's magic. Although Mr. Savior's talent is the best among his peers, there are some things that are not enough among adult wizards.
"All curses are over!"
Voldemort first wanted to use this upgraded version of "curses to stop" magic to eliminate Ian's fierce fire, but his magic is too weak. It is not enough to eliminate the sharp fire condensed by Ian's magic power at the top of humanity.
Seeing that Li Huo did not even have a stagnation, dense beads of sweat suddenly oozed out of Voldemort's forehead. He could only grit his teeth and use his best black magic.
"The Nether Abyss is coming!"
Accompanied by Voldemort's spell.
A thick black mist suddenly surged in the secret room.
Countless souls appeared from the black fog, and they roared and formed a seemingly indestructible barrier, trying to resist the overwhelming fire.
This is the power of black magic. Even if there is no powerful magic power or superb memory, you only need to pay the price of the erosion of the soul to produce powerful effects.
The nature of most black magic.
It is actually a power to "borrow" other existences.
This is also the reason for erosion - of course, for Voldemort's residual soul, his soul is already mottled, and he doesn't care about the cost of using black magic.
See only.
Countless souls swept towards Lihuo with black fog.
They swept towards Lihuo with their teeth and claws, trying to prevent the deadly attack from approaching "Harry".
However, even if this is black magic, is Lihuo also wrong? This is Ian's most skillful field. Voldemort's remnant soul's black magic is simply vulnerable in front of him.
Know.
Even Voldemort in his heyday could not defeat Ian.
"Roar roar!"
The black fog rolled.
Faced with Ian's fierce fire attack like a storm, this seemingly ferocious magic was like paper.
Lihuo is like a flame of life. They flexibly shuttle between the dead souls. Every touch is accompanied by shrill howling and the rise of black smoke. Countless dead souls struggle in pain under the burning of Lihuo. The dead souls gradually lost their form under the burning of the fierce fire, turned into ashes and drifted into the air.
The powerful magic collapsed completely in a blink of an eye.
but.
Voldemort, who occupied Harry's body, was not panicked about this. He had long realized that Ian's unreasonable power was difficult to defeat, so this magic was just to delay time.
Li Huo's steps were slightly stopped.
He also took the opportunity to pounce on Pansy.
"Do you want to destroy your classmates and this innocent little girl?" Obviously, Voldemort's purpose is to take advantage of the kindness of the second-grade wizard.
He pulled up the coma of the little witch on the ground and blocked him, pressing his wand against Pansy's neck. The green light on the wand seemed to gush out at any time.
Voldemort was gambling.
The students who bet on Hogwarts care about the bonds, friendship, classmate love and so on. "Tsk, do you think I'll care about a Slytherin who has nothing to do with me? Do you think this will threaten me? What does her life and death have to do with me?"
< br>"You don't know me too much, Voldemort, this little girl is just an optional mortal mortal." Ian's eyes showed a little disdain and indifference.
Lihuo's speed did not stop.
It was rapidly surrounding Voldemort.
"You don't care about her, don't you care about Harry Potter? He is the so-called hero in the wizard world. If you kill me, he will accompany me to meet the god of death!"
Vodemort was shocked by Ian's attitude. He didn't expect Ian to be so resolute. There was no way, he could only shout at Ian while avoiding Li Huo's attack.
The life of the Savior.
This is his last card. "This is a necessary sacrifice, Voldemort, I think Harry will be willing... for greater good." Ian shook his wand, and the surging fire filled the entire room.
They are eroding Voldemort's magical defenses rising up.
"I will give Harry a decent ending, he died against you, and fell into the battle against evil with this little Slytherin girl."
"This news will be published in the newspaper tomorrow, and I may also receive an honor and medal for it, as a reward for helping them avenge their revenge and defeating you."
Ian's expression was cold, his eyes were full of indifference, which was completely incompatible with his rather playful voice, as if all the arranged words were crazy to stimulate Voldemort's heart.
Looking at "Harry" with disbelief.
Ian added weight. "Tom, we have the same origin and the same past... why are we not the same type of people?" As he said that, Ian controlled Li Huo and directly swallowed Pansy who was thrown away.
The blue flames rush and rush.
Tease Voldemort's tense nerves.
"No! You shouldn't be like this! You shouldn't be so evil!"
Seeing that Ian killed a classmate without hesitation, Voldemort's heart couldn't help but rise in his heart. With infinite fear, he gradually realized that Ian might not know the same as what he knew.
It's right.
I was also very good at disguising when I was studying. The more I thought about it, the more I became more and more uneasy and panic. Voldemort saw that his shield was about to be shattered by Ian's fire. He completely believed Ian and realized that Ian was different from those white wizards with great morals. This young one The child really can kill Harry, the savior.
"You're ruthless!"
Just the moment the shield completely melted.
"Harry" could no longer hold back, because he saw Ian's raised wand, and another familiar green light emerged, and the target was the boy who occupied his body.
It is obvious that the other party can burn everything to death, why does the other party still use the life-seeking curse? Voldemort thought from the perspective of others and realized it immediately. This horse-treading was trying to frame it with his own signature skills!
The little boy opposite really wants to sacrifice his savior in exchange for fame and glory!
"Avada Sauvignate!"
Ian's life-seeking curse surging.
The next moment.
Just the moment the magic was about to hit Harry.
"Ah!!!"
Voldemort suddenly roared in pain and threw away the wand in his hand and opened his arms. The black soul suddenly emerged from Harry's mouth like a twisted dragon.
It rushed towards the exit of the secret room with unwillingness and despair. The speed was very fast, Li Huo was chasing, but he failed to catch up, allowing Voldemort, who had tried his best to survive, to escape to the exit. "I remember you! I will..."
The resentful voice roared.
However.
Just as the black mist rushed out of the door and tried to regroup and make a comeback, its ruthless words came to an abrupt end, and a figure that had long been guarding the gate quickly went down.
"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe~"
It swallowed Voldemort's remnant soul in one bite, and even when Voldemort's remnant soul probably didn't react to what had happened, it turned Voldemort into a gulp. The remnant soul swallowed and refined.
The purple flame on the black phoenix's body began to become extremely vigorous. The digestion time was very short, and after a moment, the ignited purple flame began to fade away.
In the secret room.
Ian once again felt the power to pass along the link between himself and the Phoenix to himself. His whole body was constantly getting hot, and he felt like his flesh and blood were burning.
Familiar magical growth.
The golden magic text on his body shone a few times again.
However.
The pattern in his mind did not become clear because of this - his legendary path did not advance due to the increase of magic, which was definitely because the little wizard had not found a way to explore it.
"I just say that the illumination curse is better than the life spell." The little wizard looked at his wand, blew out the last bit of green fluorescence on it, and walked towards Harry who had fallen to the ground because Voldemort left.
Lucky.
Harry is still alive.
Although the soul is weak, it is not damaged. Ian turned his head and looked at the gradually extinguished fire. The blue faded one after another, and Miss Pansy Parkinson was revealed intact. .
Of course he didn't kill this first-grade junior. Although Ian really didn't like Slytherin Academy very much, he was not really crazy enough to kill innocent people.
The little wizard is just acting.
It was very satisfying to combine the words and deeds of many people I knew. If I want to save two juniors under the circumstances just now, the only best way Ian can think of is to pretend not to care.
To make Voldemort realize that the cards he caught are not the cards that can restrict Ian. Ian bet on Voldemort this time. Because he was the last Horcrux created, he was not smart enough. Very useful.
Facts also proved that he had bet right.
Voldemort was really fooled by him.
"What a clumsy Tom, he's even worse than Ma Kui in the anti-Japanese drama I've watched." Ian walked into a coma, Pansy who had just been protected by Li Huo.
Compare Harry.
Miss Parkinson's situation was worse. Her soul had been marked with some kind of sacrifice mark, and although the sacrifice was not completed, she still found it difficult to wake up.
"However, this should be something Dumbledore is worried about."
Ian checked Pansy's pulse and breathing and decided to save a bottle of his precious magic potion. After all, even if she drinks the potion, Miss Parkinson may not be able to wake up. If you cannot let the rescued person know about doing good deeds, is it still called good deeds? Anyway, this is a foolish thing in Ian's dictionary.
"Harry, are you okay?"
Ian gave Harry a bottle of potions. The potions he produced were all high-quality potions. Soon, Harry's face recovered a little. The blood then woke up slowly.
Mr. Savior opened his eyes with his trembling eyelashes. "Where is this?"
His eyes were a little confused.
"Harry, Harry, I defeated Voldemort again, saved you, saved everyone, saved our Hogwarts." Ian did not answer Harry Potter's inquiry.
He just shook Harry, who was still weak, and at the end of his speech he looked up and increased his voice - the little wizard was obviously shouting at the castle above the secret room.
He believed that his good buddy, Hogwarts, would definitely remember his kindness again.
"Another?"
The awakened Harry Potter still has some blurred memory.
He found himself lying on a shallow surface of water, his clothes were wet, while Ian was holding a little witch who was also soaked and unconscious.
Mr. Savior's mind was really messy. Seeing this scene, his first reaction was not to survive the disaster, but why did he lie on the cold ground while another classmate was Ian Hold it.
Is it because I am not Harley?
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
His confused brain didn't know what outrageous thoughts were coming out.
"Oh, I may have forgotten to tell you that I also defeated Voldemort last year. Like you, I used the power of love, but this year I was crushed by my pure strength."
Ian was a little regretful. He did not set up the video props in advance before the fight, otherwise he would have to play back his heroic figure twenty-four hours a day in the corridor of Hogwarts.
"The power of love..."
Harry climbed up from the ground with difficulty and shook his drowsy head hard. Just as Ian wanted to explain in detail, he suddenly seemed to remember something.
Harry's face was pale, his eyes were filled with pain and struggle.
"Are you okay?"
Ian was surprised and hurriedly wanted to step forward to check the situation.
At this moment, suddenly, Harry fell to the ground, covering his head with his hands tightly, as if something appeared in his mind, and some memory fragments began to appear in his eyes.
That was caused by the residual link between him and the Horcrux. However, since it is no longer a Horcrux, those memories are slowly disappearing like broken lenses.
"Diary...Malfoy...what is he doing..." Harry's tenacity as a savior is revealed at this moment, although he felt his head was about to crack.
But he still tried his best to grasp the scene he saw, and spoke it out in his almost painful voice, passing the broken information to the seniors beside him.
"Stand on, Harry, I know the diary, and I know it was there before Malfoy, but Malfoy lost the diary because of his negligence."
"I think the remnant soul living in the diary realized that something was wrong and ran away." Ian checked Harry's situation, and he could feel that Harry was experiencing a spiritual storm.
"No!"
Suddenly.
Harry roared and grabbed Ian who was supporting him. His hand tightly pinched Ian's wrist and raised his head to look at Ian with a painful but horrified look. "I'm talking about the present! That's the present!" Harry screamed.
However, as time passed, the links as Horcrux completely disappeared, those memory fragments began to slowly dissipate, and Harry's expression gradually eased.
"Huhhuh~"
He lay on the ground and took deep breaths.
It seems as if I woke up from a long nightmare. "Ian...I...I saw...that person, that person occupied Malfoy's body." Harry raised his head with sweat and his voice was trembling.
His eyes still remained fear. "It's like I'm occupied, we have to save him." Harry wanted to support his body, and he was obviously anxious about what happened to Malfoy.
"Huh?"
Ian was shocked. "Where did you see him?"
The little wizard asked quickly.
Of course he did not dare to ignore Harry's information. He noticed the seriousness of the situation. The hidden diary might have run back to Malfoy for some reason.
The most dangerous place is the safest place?
No matter what.
Ian realized that he was fooled by sixteen-year-old Riddle. "Office...Professor Lemay's office." Harry spoke out the information he had seen.
And that's the sentence.
But it made Ian's expression freeze directly. His pupils shrank again, and some extremely incredible guess arose in his heart.
"Take Miss Parkinson back to the ground and go to the school clinic to check it out. If you are still lying there, don't go in and find a place to hide it."
"Voldemort will Go to your end at this moment. If you don't see yourself, bring Miss Parkinson in for treatment and inform the dean of what happened to you."
Ian came to his mind He was anxious about the ridiculous idea that he had only had time to throw away a word that made Harry confused, and his whole body turned into a ball of white mist and rushed out of the secret room.
"What does it mean to go to the end of this time by yourself?"
Harry's face was full of confusion, and he couldn't understand what Ian was saying. However, he also knew that time was precious and did not think much, so he picked up Pansy who was thrown to the ground by Ian.
"Does anyone tell me where to get out?"
Looking around the mess.
Harry also walked out of the door.
But seeing the twists and turns in front of him, he fell into a helplessness. After finally finding a direction to start moving, he was startled by the corpse of the snake monster that suddenly appeared in front of him.
Harry almost threw Pansy out of his holding. "Who would build such a place and raise such a ghost thing?" Harry, who was still in shock, patted his chest and complained in a low voice. The next moment he was shocked again and almost jumped up. "Slytherin College students complain that the little world of the founder of the college is not a moral thing." A sigh of regret sounded behind Harry.
Mr. Savior turned his head suddenly.
But I saw a wooden man covered in wood standing behind me.
Its eyes are lively.
Looking at the mess around with a little melancholy.
"Who are you!"
Harry hurriedly threw away Pansy in his hand, and poor Miss Parkinson rolled to the ground again. There was no way, he had to free up his own Pull out your wand with your hand.
Facing Harry's wand pointed at himself.
The wooden man shook his head. "Your wand is turned back."
It seems to be kind to remind you.
Harry, who made a joke, then his face turned red and quickly corrected his wand.
"Do you want me to teach you the life-seeking curse on the spot?"
The wooden man seemed very enthusiastic.
"I can burn you with the arson spell! Tell me quickly! What are you!" Harry looked nervous and his mind was blank, but this did not affect his scare.
In fact, he hasn't even learned the arson curse.
"Come to Hogsmeade Village, I will tell you who I am... You are a student of Slytherin College, otherwise I wouldn't give you such a chance."
Leave this sentence behind.
The wooden man ignored Harry, who was tense and walked straight to a messy secret room with his mechanical footsteps. He came to the original location of the statue that had been burned to ashes by Li Huo. "Fortunately he took it away." Looking at the open cave, the unobstructed cave, the wooden man seemed to have a sigh of relief.
…
The night is like thick ink.
Spent unreservedly on Hogwarts.
The empty corridor is like a mysterious tunnel forgotten by time, filled with silence and unknown.
The dim wall light emits a faint and swaying light, as if trying to fight against the invasion of darkness, but it can only outline a small groggy halo on the stone floor.
White mist suddenly rose from the second floor at this time. Ian was very anxious. He seemed to have sorted out his thoughts clearly. The death of the Basilisk was definitely not an accidental situation.
According to the remnant soul on Harry, he left the remnant soul in the secret room, but they were all remnant souls of Voldemort. If he wanted to leave there, he did not need to kill the snake monster at all.
After all.
The snake man's accent is an order that the snake monster cannot compete with, so it is impossible for the snake monster to threaten the residual soul of the diary, but even so, the snake monster was killed and was freed from flesh and blood.
This certainly won't be without a reason.
The diary soul has a characteristic, that is, it can collect the vitality of creatures and restore power. Although it is not resurrection, it is enough to give it some means.
For example, Harry mentioned that he took over the body and occupied someone else's body.
"That guy didn't run away! Instead, he kept hiding in Malfoy's body!" Ian gradually clarified his thoughts, and this was the place that made him feel most terrifying.
Maybe.
Voldemort's clumsy soul in Harry's body did not see clearly the purpose of his "his own". "I hope it's not what I thought, otherwise, this operation would be too amazing!" Ian walked through the long corridor and headed straight for Nick Lemay's office.
He knocked open the door and reunited into a human form in the office. The classroom was filled with a faint smoke, and all kinds of strange instruments and reagents were placed in a mess. The worst scene still happened, Nick Lemay was not in this office. This alchemist may still be guarding Harry, who probably came from the past in the school clinic.
And in this office.
Ian saw another person.
The man Harry saw - Draco Malfoy. Or it was that he had secretly occupied Malfoy's body and used his psychological knowledge to escape the residual soul of Voldemort that Ian had investigated.
"You are here so fast."
"Malfoy" was not surprised by Ian's appearance. When Harry linked him, he also linked him. This last link made him and Harry know about each other's situation. "That guy is still too trash, he only stopped you for such a little time." Malfoy was standing in front of an ancient and complex machine at this time.
That was the Big Ben that Ian brought to this world.
A magic weapon that can reverse time.
At this time.
This machine has been started.
It is emitting a light that can travel through time. "Malfoy" has entered it with half of his foot. He can go in at any time. This may be the reason why he is still not busy. "Sure enough, you're playing tricks on everyone here... You didn't want to plan for resurrection from the beginning, right?" Ian stared at the boy in front of him with a look of ugly expression.
Yes.
He had seen through the diary's plan, but it was obvious that this guy had seen through it too late - what this guy planned from the beginning was different from the residual soul in Harry's body.
What sneak attack failed.
What a sudden betrayal.
These are just illusions.
Who else knows yourself better than yourself?
The remnant soul in the diary is very clear that another remnant soul who acts alone will definitely plan to resurrection.
so.
He pushed all of this.
There is one thing about this diary remnant soul that didn't lie. He really didn't want to provoke the three most powerful wizards in the school, so when the other two were not in school, he used his "self" to attract Ian. Firepower.
The idea of the diary soul has always been for the purpose of this moment and to allow another soul to attract attention, so as to attract Ian, the only person who can threaten his plan now.
This is Ian's inference.
And now "Malfoy"'s response also verifies this.
"Smart, very smart, this is why I don't want to be an enemy of you. You are too strong and have no shortcomings. I have to make sure you can't interfere with my actions." This " Malfoy did not deny Ian's words, but sighed in a tone, and he admitted his plan calmly.
The remnant souls produced by Voldemort in the late stages were probably not aware of this until they died. The young Riddle, with his actions, proved that Voldemort did possess extraordinary wisdom and planning in his early years.
"Do you want to travel through time and go back to the past?" Ian looked at the settings on Big Ben, and was not able to understand why the remnant soul of the diary had to worry about doing this.
And "Malfoy" seemed to see Ian's doubts.
"The other me, the one born before Voldemort was about to die, was too stupid to think that he could escape the devil's claws of death by resurrecting here."
"It's really hard for me to imagine that this would be the future The thoughts I have... Death is everywhere, and can avoid Death once, but Death can come more than once. "
"We have Voldemort's sticky notes on our body, and no matter what, we can't escape. Got the end of that contract. Resurrection as an independent individual? That's just a self-deception idea." "Malfoy, standing in front of Big Ben, smiled softly and talked about another himself with great contempt.
"What contract is it? What's wrong with you?"
Ian was really delaying the time at this time. He was also a little confused about what Voldemort signed, so much so that every time A Horcrux will betray himself.
And facing the little wizard's inquiry. "That doesn't matter." "Malfoy" with a smile shrugged.
"I will change this from the source before everything begins, it will not happen, and I...oh, I will prove that I will understand better than Voldemort's people."
Throwed this sentence down.
"Malfoy", whose mouth was so evil, waved to Ian. "Goodbye, little dear... no, maybe not goodbye." After saying that, "Malfoy" stepped into the light of the time machine without hesitation when Ian lifted his wand. His body was gradually wrapped in the faint blue light, as if he was about to be sucked into another time and space and completely disappeared.
The next moment.
The gears of Big Ben suddenly accelerated and rotated.
A rippling halo appeared on the face of the clock. Ian felt the ground under his feet shaking slightly, and a strange force filled the air, causing small bumps to appear on his skin.
"Click Click Click Click Click Click ~"
The big Ben's gear made a harsh sound, as if mocking Ian's powerlessness. Seeing the light of the time channel disappearing, Ian's eyes flashed and made a quick decision.
"This horse pedal is my machine! Baihua? You are looking for death!" This is not the first time traveling, and Ian also plunged into the gradually disappearing light.
In an instant, everything around seemed to be swept into an invisible vortex, the light intertwined like a lively silk thread, and the colors kept changing and blending, as if telling stories from different eras.
The wind roared in my ears, it was the sound of the torrent of time rushing by. Ian felt his body become extremely light, as if he had escaped from the constraints of the world and was swiftly traveling through the endless river of time. Ancient carriages intersect with modern cars, and people in costumes of different eras overlap in the void.
"It's still such an uncomfortable experience." Ian's ears were reverberating, with the roar of a steam engine, the bells of a carriage and unknown electronic sounds.
"How many years have I traveled?"
Ian was a little confused.
He went to wait for Principal Delivered before when he was young, and it seemed that he had not been through this mysterious passage for so long, but now he seemed to be trapped in this passage.
Half an hour.
One hour.
Time has no idea how long it has passed.
He still didn't go out.
"Tom has set a trap for me?" Ian felt that this situation was unlikely. Just sixteen-year-old Voldemort, how could he have higher accomplishments in alchemy than him.
He has checked carefully when entering the time channel.
"So... Tom lied to me again. Isn't his destination decades ago..." Ian thought calmly, thinking that this was the most likely possibility.
The remnant soul in the diary is setting up a suspicion array. If Ian hesitated and did not follow in, and then started the time machine again and went back to the past, it was very likely that the other party would have tricked him again.
How to say it.
Manzhi's Tom really can't be coveted.
It was just between Ian's thinking.
[The soft quilt woven by the stars, the drooping eyelashes are like the sky curtain hanging down, we measure your breath with the incense of cypress wood, and salt grains are on the pottery tray Draw the annual rings of the moon phase,
The birds singing without breaking the shell,
Uncondensed dew,
Unborn thunder,
Unextinguished fire,
We sip the debris of your dreams,
Like sip Drinking Chen Mi with moonlight,
Let the scarab carry the broken shell of time, and let the wheat ears bow seven times until the milky white snoring sounds seep out of the rock formations, and until the frost and snow on your eyelashes turn into Spring rain...】
Suddenly.
Just as Ian was immersed in his thoughts.
A melodious and ethereal song suddenly sounded in his ears. The sound was as pure as it could wash away all the dust in the world, but it also had a hint of indescribable sorrow.
This directly disturbed Ian's contemplation.
The singing sounds like an invisible line, pulling Ian's mind and making his consciousness begin to blur. Immediately afterwards, he felt a powerful force suddenly pulling him into an unknown abyss.
Ian's body suddenly sank like a kite with broken strings, and all the senses became blurred and distant at this moment. I don’t know how long it took, but the light around me gradually converged and the outline of things gradually became clear. When Ian opened his eyes again, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.
The dim halo sways in the night.
The air was filled with a musty smell.
There is some kind of indescribable decay. The surrounding walls are carved with complex and mysterious patterns, and the traces of time make these patterns look mottled.
Some look like twisted human figures, while others look like some ancient words.
"Ah!??"
There was a scream of surprise.
Ian walked out of the afterglow of time.
He looked at the bottom of the platform where he was, and saw a little girl dressed in a thick cloth dress kneeling on the ground, looking up at him with almost dull eyes.
The girl had a dark red symbol on her forehead, which was exactly the same as a pattern on the wall, and looked like a bird's claw.
"Where is this?"
Ian asked in a daze.
While he spoke.
The delicate object in the little girl's hand fell to the ground with a bang. She seemed to have received an unprecedented impact, and her lips suddenly jumped up and turned to run towards the gate. "Awaken! He is awake!!!"
Old English was shouting out from the little girl who was frightened, uneasy, and in a crying tone.
"What the hell? Wait a minute, I'm a kid too, we have a common language!" Ian subconsciously stretched out his hand when speaking Old English, but the girl had disappeared outside the door.
He heard noisy footsteps outside and bursts of exclamations. "This is really a hell!" Ian took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He noticed that there were some utensils on the stone platform in the center of the altar, including bronze vessels and several bone pieces engraved with runes. "Evil Tom! What era has he come to!" The noise outside was getting closer and closer, and Ian heard many footsteps approaching the stone-made room.
He took out his wand.
Very vigilant.
(This chapter ends)