"Tom, what are you doing?" The cute Harry was still a little unresponsive, hugged Ginny and said, "You have to help me, there's a basilisk here!" ”

"Basilisk? You know a lot! The corners of Riddle's mouth curled slightly, and he said indifferently: "Don't worry so much, it won't come if it's not summoned!" ”

Harry put Ginny back on the ground. At the age of twelve, his physique was really not strong, and it was still a bit difficult to hold Ginny.

"What do you mean? Give me the wand! Harry stood up and said with a frown at Riddle.

Riddle's smile became even more pronounced: "Wand? I guess you don't need it anymore. ”

"What do you mean?" Before Harry could react, Daphany on the side rolled her eyes, though the bird and snake couldn't.

"It means that he's a bad person, don't you understand? Scarhead, are you stupid? Draco swore and stepped forward, between Riddle and Harry.

"Malfoys kid, didn't you deny it!" Riddle looked at Draco with a mocking smile on his lips, "I'm not interested in you. It's you ......," he turned to Harry, "Harry Potter." I've waited a long time for a chance to see you, and I have something I'd love to talk to you about. ”

"Now is not the time!" Harry reacted as well, straightening up and staring at Riddle tightly, "This is obviously not the place either. ”

"No, it's just the right time and this place is also very suitable! Let's talk about it now! Riddle fiddled with the wand in his hand.

"Okay!" Harry narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Riddle and then at Jenny, who was lying motionless. Walked over to Draco's side and stood, "So, tell me why Ginny is like this!" ”

"Oh, that's an interesting question," Riddle laughed, and said in a very pleasant tone. "It's a long story. As far as I can see, the real reason why Ginny Weasley is like this is that she opened up to an invisible stranger and confided all her secrets. ”

"What does that mean?" Harry asked, frowning.

"Diary," Riddle said, "my diary." For months, little Ginny had been writing her heartfelt words to me, telling me about her distressing troubles and sorrows: how she had been made fun of by her brothers, how she had to come to school in old robes and books, and, ah, she thought...... Riddle's eyes twinkled slyly, "...... Thinking that the famous, kind, and great Harry Potter would never like her......"

Riddle's eyes never took off Harry's face as he spoke. There was a look of greed hidden in his eyes.

"It's so tedious to listen to an eleven-year-old girl talk about her childish troubles," Riddle continued, "but I have the patience to write something in reply to her, and I am kind and understanding. I guess Ginny must be in love with me. Oh Tom, no one understands me like you...... I'm so glad I got this diary to tell you...... It's like having a friend that you can carry in your pocket......"

Riddle let out a cold, shrill laugh, not like a sixteen-year-old. This made the hairs on the back of Harry's neck stand on end.

Harry and Draco zizzi furrowed their eyebrows.

Riddle continued to mutter. Daphany yawned until Riddle finally revealed his identity - Lord Voldemort!

"You...... You, you, you...... The Dark Lord! Draco almost bit his tongue, a look of horror. Although Voldemort had disappeared by the time Draco could remember. However, Voldemort's prestige has always been mentioned by the elders of the family.

"Oh, it seems that you have sensible elders in your family!" Riddle looked at Draco, the Dark Lord, the title of which was very particular.

"By the way......" Riddle seemed to remember something, "I thought I would meet another girl, a very talented pure-blooded girl." The girl was wary and didn't even get any of my demise. I don't even know what her name is, you know? ”

"You're talking about me, right?" Daphine's voice rang out, and the next moment, she spun out from behind a pillar.

"Daphany!" Harry and Draco cheered in surprise at the same time.

"Tom, Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort?" Daphany smiled: "You say, just the magic that you draw from a little girl, how many rounds can you fight with me?" "Book it

Daphine dared to come out because she felt a scorching magic coming from far and near, and at the same time, a faint sound of music came faintly. The others hadn't heard it yet, but the bird snake had far more hearing than humans, so Daphne heard. Daphany knew it was Dumbledore's phoenix, Fawkes, who had arrived.

Before Riddle could speak, the sound of music came from somewhere.

Everyone looked up and looked around at the empty chamber. The music is getting louder and louder. The voice was illusory, ethereal and mysterious, and it was exciting to listen to. It made the hair stand on end on Harry's scalp and made his atria twice as large. The music grew louder and louder, and finally Harry felt as if it was vibrating in his chest. At that moment, flames erupted from the top of the nearest stone pillar.

A crimson bird, the size of a crane, suddenly descended from the sky, playing its strange music on the vaulted ceiling. It had a glittering and gorgeous tail feather, as long as a peacock's tail, and a pair of glittering golden claws that clutched a tattered package.

A second later, the big bird flew straight towards Harry. It tossed the tattered thing from its paw at Harry's feet, and perched heavily on Harry's shoulder. As it folded its two massive wings, Harry looked up and saw that it had a long, sharp golden beak and two sparkling black eyes. The big bird stopped singing. It sat quietly on Harry's shoulder, hot against Harry's cheek, its gaze fixed on Riddle.

Daphany tilted her head and looked at Dumbledore's phoenix, Fawkes. Such a big bird, it is said that there are thirty or forty pounds. But standing on Harry's shoulders at this time, Harry didn't even tilt his shoulders. It looks like a small swallow standing.

"Phoenix?" Riddle glared at the big bird.

"Fawkes?" Harry was almost breathless as he felt the big bird's golden melon seeds gently grasp his shoulder.

"That thing......" Riddle turned his gaze back to the tattered thing Fawkes had just dropped, "the broken sorting hat from school." "Sure enough, it was. Dirty, crumpled and patched, lying motionless at Harry's feet.

Dafanie glanced at the Sorting Hat that had been thrown there. Smash it, smash it, smash it, it's kind of interesting. The Sorting Hat is blessed with a subtle spatial magic. Unlike the usual Space Folding Spell, that Space Folding Spell has a spirit key, which seems to require mental fluctuations to reach a special frequency before it can be activated.

It's strange, there is no spiritual magic in the HP world, so how is this wonderful key accomplished?

Daphne pondered the spatial fold and the spirit key, and Draco was laughing maniacally, laughing so hard that the dark Chamber of Secrets trembled slightly, as if there were ten Riddles laughing out loud at the same time: "That's what Dumbledore gave his supporters!" A singing bird and a broken hat! Harry Potter, do you feel daring? Do you feel safe? ”

Harry didn't answer. Riddle couldn't see the problem, and neither could he. I don't know what Fawkes and the Sorting Hat are for, but Fawkes' arrival still makes him feel a little more at ease, and with growing courage, he waits for Riddle to stop his wild laughter.

"This is the weapon Dumbledore gave you, it's fun, it's fun! Okay, let's get down to business. Harry, Daphany, and the Malfoy children! Can any of you answer me a question. Riddle restrained his smile: "Harry Potter, the boy who never died, how did you escape death from my future hands?" I'm curious! ”

"Because you're a rookie!" Harry was about to speak, but Daphany did. With a wave of his wand, a gray light shot at Riddle.

Riddle reacted in amazement, rolling on the spot and waving his hand into a black magic wave blade. Black Death Blade, Daphne knows this magic, and she knows it herself!

Daphany was also mentally prepared, and one sideways avoided it. The sixteen-year-old Dark Lord's magic skills are certainly good, but they are far less dangerous than in the future, at least he is not even skilled at covering his hand movements. The black wave blade struck a stone pillar not far behind him, creating a crack that was more than a meter long and two inches deep, and more than a foot deep.

Dread! Daphine turned around and was another spell, this time a black magic. Dread is a low-level form of dark magic, but it works well. It can trigger deep fear in the subject's soul, which should be effective for Riddle, who has a peculiar way of being. And most importantly, this magic is not a beam, it is not easy to block or dodge.

A dark red, hideous skeletal goblin let out a scream and lunged at Riddle.

Darkness encroaches! Riddle's reaction was not unpleasant, and a thick cloud of black smoke rose from the end of his wand. The black smoke formed a hideous grimace in front of him. The Dread spell slammed into the Black Smoke Ghost's face, and it was consumed in an instant. Riddle's response was perfect, and he easily resisted the Dread.

Daphany frowned secretly, sure enough, it was far enough away from the castle, there was no enchantment at all here, and the effect of black magic could be perfectly played. But does darkness encroach upon you?

Obstacle Technique! The corners of Daphine's mouth hooked, revealing a mocking smile. As soon as he raised his hand, it was another spell. Riddle didn't react, as the darkness obscured some of his vision, and the magic was not directed at him, but toward the ground beneath his feet. But then I reacted. The next moment, the floor tiles on the ground under his feet suddenly arched, and Riddle suddenly became unstable and almost fell. And immediately following Daphany was a disarming spell. The wand in Draco's hand flew high into the air, and Daphany raised her hand to catch it.

Riddle's face turned blue and coaxed, extremely ugly.

Daphany tossed her wand to Harry and looked at Riddle with a smile, "What the hell, you're a rookie!" ”