Hogwarts: Wizards Supreme

There was a brief silence in the secret room.

Harry panted and fell off the basilisk, his body covered in black blood. He staggered to his feet, drew his wand, and pointed it at Tom Riddle.

The phoenix landed on Brian's shoulders again, and its heavy weight made Brian tilt his shoulders slightly.

Tom looked at them with a gloomy face. He slowly raised his wand and slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "That's okay, I can solve all this myself..."

"Where's Dumbledore?" Brian said to Fox with his lips moving slightly.

Fox's dark eyes stared straight at Tom, paying no attention to what he meant.

Brian raised his wand expressionlessly and said softly: "Well, since Dumbledore wants to enjoy a show..."

"Expelliarmus!" Harry cast the spell first, and a bright red light rushed towards Tom.

The red light turned back in front of Tom and rushed towards Harry. Brian's wand turned slightly, helping him block the rebounding spell.

"The diary is coming!" Brian shook his wand slightly, but there was no movement.

"Brian, you should know that I won't put my life and property here." Tom said with a smile. He waved his wand and animated the surrounding stone snake sculptures. They looked up to the sky and let out a sharp scream, sweeping their heads and tails wildly.

"But how far can you leave it?" Brian said softly.

"Guess..." Tom whispered.

Harry was forced to the other side of the secret room by the wildly dancing stone snakes. He was struggling and couldn't care about this side.

"Thunderbolt explosion!" Brian pointed his wand at the head of a stone snake, causing it to explode directly. Countless tiny stone fragments sprayed around, causing pain when they fell on the body.

"How much magic power can you have now? With the body of a little wizard?" Brian dodged the follow-up sweep and said softly, "It's so fancy..."

He waved the wand again, and another stone snake exploded. The stones hit the wall and the ground crisply, as if playing a piece of music like a storm.

Fox was flying around Tom, singing a high-pitched war song, and spitting out a mouthful of flames at him from time to time. The flying flame spirals released heat wantonly, so he had to dodge in a hurry, or use magic spells to fight, and a hole was burned out on his robe. A hole.

"Avada Kedavra!" Tom yelled a spell at Phoenix sternly.

Fox turned into a beam of fire and disappeared. With dazzling and beautiful sparks, it suddenly appeared behind Tom, avoiding the killing curse. It sprayed a blast of flames at Tom, missing him, but the violent airflow that followed the flames knocked him away.

"Expelliarmus!" Brian seized the opportunity and hit Tom with a beam of red light, causing the wand in his hand to tremble violently, but it did not fly out.

But Fox, flying in flames, caught Tom's unsteady wand in his long golden beak, snatched the wand directly from his hand, and flew high to the dome with fluttering wings.

"Damn stinky bird!" Tom cursed angrily.

The phoenix flew down, and the wand in its mouth was ignited with flames, turning into a long torch. It spit out the charred wand and flew around Tom.

"Collapse!" Brian cast the spell on Tom again.

Tom was hit, but he just staggered back a few steps, then regained his balance.

"You can't do anything to me, Brian." Tom grinned, "Even if I lose my wand, what can you do to me?"

Fox circled Tom a few times, and wisps of flames came out of the golden beak, but he did not attack again, seeming a little hesitant.

Then, the phoenix flew to Harry's side and helped Harry deal with the stone snakes that were entangled in him.

"Brian, what are you going to do?" Tom opened his arms to Brian and said jokingly, "You know ordinary spells are of no use to me... Come on, use the Death Curse on me..."

"Collapse!" Brian waved a spell expressionlessly, but it only made Tom take a few steps back.

"You're so indecisive, Brian." Tom said sarcastically, "Even at this time, you don't dare to use that spell..."

He pointed one hand at Brian, and wisps of ghostly black stuff floated out from his fingertips, drifting toward Brian with teeth and claws, bringing a heavy aura of coldness and despair.

Tom retreated towards the statue, as if he wanted to retreat into the secret room inside the statue.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

A thin beam of white mist rushed out from the tip of Brian's wand. This was the result of his own practice, and the Patronus had not yet been formed.

The white mist faced the black ghosts, covering them like a white mist net, and they were wiped out together in the struggle and confrontation.

"Yingardim, Leviosa!" Brian pointed to a medium-sized stone next to him, letting it float dangling.

After Brian waved his wand, the stone rushed towards Tom like a cannonball and hit him hard in the chest.

Tom, who was retreating, was hit unexpectedly and hit the Slytherin statue hard, with a stream of blood spurting out of his mouth.

"So, Tom, you just have good resistance to spells..." Brian levitated more stones again, "I don't know if you know what physics is, but your body can't bear it now. Survive physical attacks."

"So what? You have to kill this body to drive me out, Brian." Tom licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile. His eyes flashed with an angry and cold red light.

"Let's try it and see how your dear principal will deal with you?" Tom had a stern sneer on his lips.

Fox had already dealt with the stone snakes at this time, and it flew over, flying high in the air and singing.

"Since Dumbledore has made up his mind not to show up, I can only find a way on my own..." Brian said coldly.

He waved his wand and launched a few stones hard. Tom avoided most of them nimbly, and then cast a wandless spell to break several stones, but he didn't notice that a stone under his feet was touching Brian's feet. Under the command, it bounced up and hit him hard on the back of the head.

"Peng!"

Tom stumbled forward and fell hard to the ground. The sudden fainting of his body made his expression distorted, and he flicked his fingers. Just when Brian thought he would jump up suddenly, he lost his movement.

Brian squinted his eyes, the wand in his hand still pointed at him warily.

Harry ran over panting, with a large gash on his cheek and blood flowing freely. He pointed his wand at the person lying on the ground and said with a slightly trembling tone: "Is he dead?"

"Probably not." Brian said indifferently. He tilted his head, "Fox, are you going to take a look?"

The phoenix's black eyes glanced at Brian displeasedly, then it flew over, took Fred's clothes in its mouth, and turned him over.

Fox purred softly.

"It seems that he just fainted," Brian said. "It seems that physical stunning is quite effective."

"Really? In other words...Voldemort is still in his body?" Harry said awkwardly, wiping the blood on his face with his left hand.

"Well... who knows?" Brian showed a somewhat mysterious smile.

"So... where is the diary? I think, as long as we find the diary..." Harry looked around.

"Who knows where it will be." Brian played with the wand in his hand and pursed his pale lips. "I didn't find it here."

"That's right, Ron!" Harry rushed towards the corner of the room and found Ron lying on the ground with a gray face and a faint face among a pile of rubble.

"Tie him up quickly." Brian pointed his wand at the man lying on the ground and tied him up.

Fox chirped lowly, his golden claws grabbed the rope around Fred's body, and lifted him up with wings.

"Let's go back first." Brian said softly. He pointed at Ron, letting his body levitate lightly.

"Okay." Harry looked at his unconscious friends worriedly. He picked up the Sorting Hat and the sword on the ground, grabbed Ron's ankle with one hand, and the two of them walked outside together.

They retraced their steps, Fox's figure glowing softly in the darkness, illuminating the path ahead.

At the entrance of the water pipe, Fox waved the long golden feathers behind his tail towards them, and his black eyes looked at them peacefully.

"Is it for us to catch it?" Harry asked.

"Obviously." Brian grabbed the warm feathers on Fawkes' tail and stretched out his other hand towards Harry.

Harry stuffed the sword and the Sorting Hat into his belt, held Brian's hand, and held Ron's ankle tightly with his other hand.

The phoenix fluttered its wings, and a strange sense of relief passed through their bodies. They flew upward along the water pipe with a gasp, and the cold air blew their hair.

Eventually they landed on the damp floor of Myrtle's bathroom.