"It's an interesting story," said Riddle, "probably so, but like you said, most of the owners who held it died, the monster Egbert got his wand after he slain the demon Emerrick, Goldlot was sent to die in his cellar after his son Heriward took it, and the terrible Lohias killed Barnabas DeVriel and snatched the ......wand," he glanced at Draco, "Voldemort knows these things, too." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Darren noticed that Draco shivered as Riddle said this, and subconsciously turned his head in that direction.

Here's your chance!

Finally waiting for the moment when Draco's attention was diverted from himself, Darren's hand flicked hard, and a black crystal fell out, which he had taken out of his pocket with great difficulty, and in an instant, the room became pitch black, without a trace of light, the stealth smoke bomb in the Weasley magic trick workshop, last year, Draco used it to bring the Death Eaters to the Headmaster's office, leading to Dumbledore's death, and now, it was Darren's turn to use it.

As the light faded, Darren immediately rolled to the side, and sure enough, a moment later, he heard Draco chanting a spell, "Drill the heart and cut the bones!" followed by the sound of the spell hitting the floor.

"He's gone!" Draco shouted.

"Not yet, you stupid guy!" Riddle's voice was also full of annoyance, but he didn't panic, "Go to the door, he can't get out," and then, the position of his voice began to move as well, "Darren, you did surprise people again, but what's the use?" I've changed the password for this room, no one can get in, and there's no way you can get out of here, Draco is familiar with the environment of the room, even if the smoke causes a little trouble, you can't get to the door before him, so what's the point of doing this? Can you defeat the two of us on your own?"

Darren didn't answer, he was still trying to twist his body and break free from the remaining ropes wrapped around it, perhaps Riddle wanted to preserve his ability to speak, so Draco used a bondage charm like "Quick Confinement" to tie him up with a rope, but fortunately, he had the opportunity now.

What freed Darren from the bondage spell was a watch, on the night of Harry's birthday, after Mrs. Weasley learned from Mrs. Weasley that wizards had a watch when they were adults, Hermione chose one for him, and it happened that he was more free during that time, so this guy modified it, added a mezzanine behind the watch, and put a few magic props in it, originally purely for fun, but I didn't expect it to be used today!

But in order to avoid being discovered by Riddle and Draco, Darren was only able to cut a small portion of the rope, just enough for him to move a hand and reach into his pocket.

After completely regaining his freedom, a few seconds have passed, and Darren knows that Malfoy must have blocked the door at this time, although the smoke has not yet dissipated, it is impossible for him to pass there without the other party noticing, not to mention, there is also a Riddle, who is looking for himself in the room, as long as there is a little chance, the other party will definitely catch himself again, at that time, there will definitely be no chance.

"Darren, it's not good for anyone to go on like this," Riddle's voice sounded again, "It's just a delay, I'll count to three, you tell me where it is, otherwise, you're welcome, then, I'm afraid you're going to have to taste more pain, Draco will be happy." ”

Darren still didn't respond, and as Riddle spoke, he gently moved towards the place where he remembered Professor McGonagall, and soon, he felt the body sitting in the chair, soft and warm, brushing upward, the carotid artery beating steadily and gently, Professor McGonagall did not die, but fainted.

“…… Two! one!" Riddle's timer was over, and he didn't speak again, but Darren heard the explosion of the spell hitting the wall and the spilling of debris.

Then, another spell swept over Darren's head, and this time so close he felt the power of the spell blow his hair!

Although Riddle doesn't know Darren's location, if this continues, he will hit him sooner or later, and besides, the effective time of the smoke bomb is not permanent, it will always dissipate......

Darren took out his second wand, the unicorn wand core, from his pocket, and after getting it from Ollivanders, he still used it in battle.

Because as Ollivander said, the magic used by the unicorn hair as the core of the wand is very stable, without fluctuations and blockages, but it also causes a big gap between the explosive and high-power magic wand used when using it to cast explosive and high-power spells, so when it is necessary to fight head-on, Darren always uses that one.

But this is not to say that this wand has been hidden by Darren Snow all the time, simply as a backup wand, because he remembers that Ollivander said that wizards' magic is different, so if you want to achieve the best effect of casting spells, you must take into account the cooperation between wizards and wands, and the connection between wizards and wands is complex and wonderful, and even this connection is mutual, every time a wizard uses a wand, it is changing slightly with the flow of magic power, so as to better adapt to the user, of course, in fact, wizards are also adapting to each other, constantly adjusting the way they cast spells。

Although Darren had never used the wand for the core of the unicorn wand, when it was time to fight, he relied on it almost on other occasions, in the Slytherin chambers.

When making and perfecting various magic props, what is needed is not explosion and high output, but stability and subtlety, which happens to be the advantage of the unicorn hair wand, so Darren worked hard to modify the MiG 29, and finally assembled his equipment, basically this wand is the main force!

Darren tapped his wand on the chair where Professor McGonagall was sitting, and the chair immediately changed, no longer stiff and still, but moved, gently lifting Professor McGonagall's feet off the ground, and then the four chair legs alternated and moved towards the wall, which was not easily hit by spells, after all.

At the same time, if it weren't for the smoke bombs, the room was pitch black, and the back and armrests of the carved chair could be seen growing larger and longer, covering Professor McGonagall's body, gradually revealing a metallic sheen, like a suit of armor, protecting her from splinters or anything else.