Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

"Kill Harry Potter!"

Tom commanded hoarsely, and the basilisk raised its tall body without hesitation and hit Harry.

At the same time, Tom was not idle either, pointing his wand at Harry with a cold voice.

"AvadaKedavra!"

The green light spurted out, but Tom frowned.

The speed is not right, and the killing intent is not enough.

This wand fits him very well, but Harry is the owner of this wand. If Harry uses the Killing Curse, its power will be greatly reduced.

"唳~!"

Phoenix King stood in front of Harry, and his melodious singing voice turned into a sonorous cry.

A phantom of a divine bird several times larger than her body appeared, rushing towards the basilisk, knocking it to the ground and destroying several stone pillars.

At the same time, Phoenix King's whole body was burning with blazing flames. The green light of the Killing Curse touched the flames and burned into black smoke, which was quickly swallowed up.

"Well done!"

Harry pumped his fist excitedly, and then found that his body flew up uncontrollably, landed on the high platform, and hit his head hard on the wall.

Before he was completely unconscious, he saw the Phoenix King hovering gracefully.

A young figure stepped out of the fire.

Harry finally closed his eyes peacefully.

"Lawrence..." Tom's expression instantly became calm, and he even controlled the angry basilisk and made it quiet.

It's just that the gritted tone of his teeth didn't match his behavior.

"Tom, I finally see your true face." Wayne bathed in the firelight, looked at the black-haired boy in front of him, and exclaimed:

"He's quite handsome. Compared to me, he's only one level behind."

For Wayne, this is already quite high praise.

After all, Xiaosai is only slightly inferior to him.

No wonder the last descendant of Hufflepuff was so fascinated by his appearance.

"Both each other." Tom took two steps back, "I am also looking forward to this moment when I officially meet you. Isn't this what you want?"

"What are you talking about?" Wayne tilted his head: "Why can't I understand?"

"Do you still want to pretend?"

Tom sneered: "It's just you and me here. Harry Potter has been stunned by you, so he doesn't have to keep up his false face anymore."

"Alas..." Wayne sighed.

"We are old friends, can't we save some face?"

"From the moment I know your true identity, killing you with my own hands is the greatest honor I can give you!"

"Didn't you also deceive me?" Wayne looked at him sadly: "We look like we have been wronged by each other.

"Look at you, 753 doesn't even want to call Master Potter now."

"Potter! You are your father's Harry Potter!" Tom suddenly became excited and yelled: "You have been playing with me all the time. You already know my identity and know that I am Voldemort!"

"Even the diary was given to Lockhart on purpose by you!"

"I'm resurrected and Lockhart is dead. Now, are you satisfied?"

"It's not bad. He thinks quite clearly. It's much stronger than your real body. Last semester, he was tricked by Dumbledore."

Wayne rubbed his hands, a look of inquiry flashed in his eyes: "I'm curious, how many souls were split when you made this Horcrux?"

"Oh yes, if you don't want to call me Master Potter, I won't force you to do so. You can just call me Master Lawrence."

"Lawrence, what the hell!"

Tom pulled up the wand and several rays of light shot out, but they hit the flames surrounding Wayne, only weakening some of the flames before dissipating invisible.

Phoenix King proudly hovered over Wayne.

It's been almost two years, and she can be considered a big bird. It's almost impossible to break through the defenses she put up with such a powerful spell.

Tom glared at Feng Wang fiercely and regained his composure.

"Why?"

"what why?"

"Why do you want to resurrect me? You could just hand me over to Dumbledore."

"That's what you said." Wayne suddenly realized, waved his hand and turned a piece of gravel into a chair and sat on it. Tom also followed suit.

The smell of gunpowder suddenly faded away, and the two of them started chatting like friends, about twenty meters apart.

"I can answer these questions for you, but before that, I also have some questions I want to ask you."

"Okay." Tom nodded slightly.

"Who are you?" Wayne looked into Tom's dark eyes and asked softly.

"Tom Riddle." Tom said calmly: "The man who will rule the magical world in the future."

Wayne smiled: "What about Voldemort? He is still a lonely ghost in the outside world.

"Lawrence, even though you played me around and asked me to help you with your disgusting homework for half a year..." Tom fiddled with his fingers and his voice gradually became playful.

"But what I have to say is that the concepts and knowledge you teach are indeed interesting.

"During this time, I was also thinking that the main reason for Voldemort's failure was himself."

"And after learning about your many deeds through Lockhart, I found that you are very similar to me back then, and you are much better than me."

Tom slowly stretched out his hand: "Maybe this is the difference in class and vision you mentioned."

"I don't have your conditions. I'm just an ordinary person who was born in an orphanage and has talents. Naturally, what I see is the filth and chaos at the bottom."

Wayne listened quietly, nodding in agreement from time to time.

"I used to hate the dirty half of Muggle blood in me, but when I see you, I understand another truth.

"What is dirty is never blood, but the inferiority in a person's heart."

Bang bang bang!

Wayne couldn't help but applaud: "Congratulations, Tom, for overcoming your inferiority complex.™

"If you dare to tell you these things frankly, it will not be in vain that I have taught you so many days and nights."

"But you haven't answered my question yet, what do you think of Voldemort?

"He is him, and I am me." Tom said calmly: "From now on, I am just Tom Riddle, a wizard with no origin and no return."

"One day in the future, people will be proud to follow me, and Riddle will become the most prominent surname."

"No one will talk about my origins, because they are all crawling at my feet."

"Then if Voldemort finds out, will he want to kill you?"

"In other words, don't you want to kill Voldemort? Essentially, you are the same person, and he is even the most legitimate one."

"There is no day left, there can only be one Dark Lord in this world."

Wayne asked jokingly, this is the most interesting thing.

Tom lowered his eyes: "That's a matter between us, so I don't need you to worry about it."

"Lawrence, I have answered so many of your questions, and now it's your turn."

"Why, for what reason do you want to resurrect me?"

"In fact, you have already said most of the answers to my questions." Wayne responded briskly:

"Although Lockhart is a liar, he is also a professor after all. I am not easy to take action, so I have to rely on you to take action.

"Besides...it's just for fun." The young man looked at Tom frankly: "If you and Voldemort are both in harm's way, the magic ghost can also live in peace?"

"At least there's a lot of fun to watch, isn't there?"

"Have fun?" Tom lowered his head and let out bursts of weird chuckles, which finally turned into wild laughter:

"Lawrence! In your eyes, do I just have fun?"

"It's not enough." Wayne followed Hufflepuff's advice, without any intention of comforting Tom:

"You've been doing a terrible job these past six months, with boring basilisk attacks just to get back at Dumbledore. You've let me down."

"So...if you want to get out of here alive, I have to give you a test."

Wayne took out his wand and held it up in front of his chest: "Come on, you haven't forgotten the etiquette of dueling, have you?"

"You don't need to defeat me, use all means to prove that you are worthy of existence, and I will let you leave.

"Let me see what level Professor Dumbledore calls my most talented student.

[Big event, the demon king split into two is being generated...]

Wayne glanced at it and saw that the entire system panel was occupied by this row of huge prompts, which were constantly flashing diamond-colored light.

It is always being generated because Tom's fate has not yet been decided.

Just in Wayne's mind.

"Hahahahaha!" Tom laughed louder, "Do you want to tease me? Lawrence, then don't let the monster you cultivate come back to bite you!"

Bang~!

Invisible air waves appeared centered on the two of them, blowing their robes.

The phoenix crows and the basilisk roars.

Tom raised his wand and performed an impeccable dueling etiquette, and Wayne followed suit. (cgbe) The magic power in the two people's bodies boiled, and the surrounding air crackled.

Tom's lips moved.

"Hisssssss~!"

The basilisk suddenly rushed out, its huge body bursting out with unmatched speed, and the Phoenix King flew forward not to be outdone.

Although she is not as big as the Basilisk, the phantom of the divine bird behind her is even better!

In an instant, a glint flashed in Tom's eyes, and suddenly he raised his wand and pointed it at Wayne, shooting out a thick black magic power.

Almost at the same time, Wayne also raised his wand and pointed it at Tom, and a bolt of magic entwined with lightning collided with the black light.

The silk threads formed by two magic powers burst out with intense light and arc!

Zi La La!

Tom retreated continuously, and the intersection point of magic power was moving towards him.

"Amazing talent."

Wayne pressed forward a little bit, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Better than the Half-Blood Prince.

"Sure enough, there are only two levels of wizards in this world, either you and Dumbledore, or ordinary mortals."

"Far worse than you!"

Tom's face instantly became ferocious, and he did not stop competing even though he was in a downturn: "Lawrence, my body is sixteen years old, and you are only twelve."

"The rumors are all true, you are a monster!"

"What an impolite name." Wayne straightened forward, his magic power becoming stronger and stronger.

"Perhaps, gifted is a more accurate term?"

At this time, the fight between the Phoenix King and the Basilisk had caused huge damage, and huge rocks fell from the dome.

Tom seized the opportunity and stretched out his arm, controlling a rock to hit Wayne, breaking off the magic competition.

"Reducto! (Shattered to pieces)"

The boulder was broken into pieces by Wayne. He waved his hand, and the broken boulder turned into a sharp cone and shot towards Tom.

The empty room was filled with the roar of beasts and Tom's scream. His wand waved in an astonishing arc, and the snake-shaped statues on both sides of the secret room were completely activated.

Two are not much smaller than a basilisk

The giant snake had already pounced on Wayne, and those hard stone cones only left scratches on it that were not shallow but not deep.

Snape was already a rare genius, but Tom was even more terrifying than him.

The talent here is not just the black devil, but all aspects.

The magic potion for his resurrection was self-created. Just a spell can regenerate Peter Pettigrew's severed limbs, and he can also develop an unprecedented flying spell.

And today, Wayne got to see his transformation skills again.

Activation is part of it, and the seamless cooperation of the two giant snakes shows his extraordinary control.

"Sectumsempra!(神风无影)"

The powerful magic power turned into invisible sharp blades, one horizontally and one vertically. Under the influence of abundant magic power, the giant snake was cut into four pieces and fell weakly to the ground.

The invisible sharp blade continued unabated and rushed towards Tom who was further away.

Tom's face changed slightly. This was the first time he had seen this invisible magic. The hastily constructed shield was instantly torn apart.

A huge snake's tail firmly protected him.

The basilisk let out a painful wail, and a bone-deep wound appeared on the snake's tail. Dark green poisonous blood seeped out and fell to the floor, making a corrosive hissing sound.

"This is not your fight!"

Wayne's face was slightly cold, and he stretched out his hand to push. Water columns spewed out of the pools on both sides, and the basilisk flew away.

Tom's eyes became more serious.

Wayne's magical power was surprisingly powerful, beyond his imagination.

The reason why the basilisk is difficult to deal with is not only its fangs and eyes that can kill you if you look directly at it, but also the magic resistance brought by its thick scales. It is also the monster that wizards dislike dealing with the most.

If the three-headed dog's magic resistance is 1, then the basilisk's magic resistance is 8. If it lies there and is beaten, many Aurors will not be able to break through the basilisk's defense and can only attack weak parts.

But Wayne's two spells just now almost cut off the basilisk's tail.

"Fiendfyre!"

Riddle took a deep breath, stretched out his wand forward, and the blazing fire rose up, transformed into the form of a three-headed giant snake, and rushed forward fiercely.

Feeling the rising temperature in the room, Wayne said helplessly: "Is this the only way you dark wizards come and go?"

"Three unforgivable curses on the left hand, and fierce fire on the right hand."

"Can you come up with something new?"

"Want to see other magic? As you wish, I'll let you know what real black magic is.

Tom sneered in a low voice and recited a complex spell in his mouth, speaking very fast, and he finished dozens of syllables in the blink of an eye.

A large black mist sprayed out from the tip of the wand, and finally turned into a ferocious grimace, rushing towards Wayne.

Fear, despair, pain, killing, resentment, and all kinds of negative emotions washed through Wayne's heart.

This is not only a physical attack spell, but also the mind will be affected.

For Wayne, who has master-level meditation skills, this mental attack has no effect at all. He always maintains emotional stability, his left hand is open, and colorful lights are shining in it.

The palms condense.

"FinalSparK! (Ultimate Flash)"

boom!

When the colorful light pillars burst out, the entire space was occupied by light.

Under this inch of power, the black mist disappeared, and Li Huo was directly vaporized.

Tom's eyes widened.

For the first time since the battle, he felt fear in his heart.

This feeling... was just like when he faced Dumbledore.

"No, it's impossible!"

There is no way he has reached that level!

Tom jumped into the pool in embarrassment, avoiding the impact of the ultimate flash, but the Slytherin statue behind him was not so lucky, and the businessman was completely destroyed by the bomb.

thump!

The basilisk fell weakly back to the ground, its eyes had turned into two bloody holes, and it was completely no longer a threat.

The Phoenix King stood proudly on the crown above the Basilisk's head, declaring his victory.

Even her feathers were neat and not messy at all.

"Are there any other tricks, Tom?" Wayne's voice echoed in the secret room, "If you only have this strength, I really don't feel comfortable letting you leave the school.

"It's hard to resurrect, but it would be a pity if Voldemort discovered and killed him.

In response to Wayne's teasing, it was a dark green killing curse shot from the pool!

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