Chapter 83: The Chamber of Secrets (6)
When Brandi appeared in front of Riddle again, Harry, who was hiding in a corner not far from them with Ron, was delighted to find that the faces of the two men were surprisingly similar. It's just that Brandi's face is due to massive blood loss, while Riddle is purely angry......
"How so, Longbottom! You can get away with Kuhl's pursuit! Riddle's face turned pale, and he screamed in anger.
"Basilisk, you say? Hah, I didn't just get rid of it. Brandi dragged in a long tone and said triumphantly, "Did you hear the explosion just now?" That's a whole tunnel. Your beloved little thing is now sleeping in these dark, damp tubes. β
Riddle's face distorted. Then he forced another sinister smile. He raised his head, and Harry heard his hissing voice, "Answer the Slytherin call, Kull, answer me." β
The room was silent, unresponsive. But Riddle, as if he had received a signal, suddenly looked at Brandi with a smug look. "Oh? Looks like things aren't going your way, Longbottom... Kuhl has already started to rush back... Now you have no escape, cunning mudblood. β
He's lying to you! Seeing Brandi's somewhat stunned look, Harry couldn't help but want to remind him loudly, but Ron beside him was tugging at his arm.
"Don't be impulsive, Brandi won't fall for him." Ron whispered, "We can't expose it yet, there's only one chance to sneak attack." β
Seeing that Brandi believed it, Riddle smiled with satisfaction. "Now, then, it's your turn to make a choice, and Longbottom tells me everything you know about the Seven Seals, and then it's up to me to decide whether or not to be merciful and spare you; Or do you choose to speak to me word by word in the midst of cruel and painful torment? I know you may have gained the magical ability to be immune to mind magic from the Seven Seals, Brandy, but alas, it probably won't help you survive the Mind Drill Charm. β
"What you said is true?" A look of hope appeared on Brandi's desperate face. "If I told you the secrets of the treasury, would you really be willing to let me go?"
"If what you say is true." Riddle whispered, as if everything was under his control. "Well, why don't we both make a fair and reasonable deal together that can be constrained by magic?"
"Huh?"
β¦β¦ Brandi froze as if he had heard something incredible.
"What did you just say?"
"An unbreakable oath, Longbottom." Riddle looked intently at his slender fingers and explained nonchalantly, "I swore not to kill you, and you swore to tell me everything about the Seven Seals, and whoever broke the contract would die...... How is it? β
After listening to Riddle's words, Brandi's face was really colorful, and he unintentionally put one hand behind his back, as if to tickle, and then made a quick gesture. Immediately afterward, his face stiffened and he stammered.
"Well, as you wish, Riddle."
"Very well, then, you need to lean over a little and hold my hand."
hesitated for a moment...... Brandi cautiously walked forward.
One step, two steps...... Three steps. As the distance got closer, the smile on Riddle's face grew stronger. But at this time, Brandi, who was only a few steps away, suddenly asked a question without a clue.
"Which hand should I hold you?"
"Huh?" Riddle was subconsciously stunned for a moment, he didn't even have time to think about Brandy's wand raised, and the thick silver light of the bowl flew to his chest in an instant. The spell was so swift and almost face-to-face that Riddle couldn't react at all.
"It's all petrified!"
The spell slammed into his chest, and Riddle was shaken, and his almost completely condensed body suddenly burst into layers of ripples. His face almost mingled, and he let out a terrible scream, but he was not petrified, and after the brilliant silver light, Riddle's outline became blurred again, but he could still move!
Brandi's heart tightened suddenly, and he subconsciously tilted his head to the right. A strong gust of wind passed by his ears, and behind him came the muffled sound of stone pillars being slammed. He jumped backwards in a panic, and a bright light fell from the sky, turning into a silver-white armor suspended around him.
"Spell casting... You've been preparedβ" Riddle looked at him angrily, squeezing the words out of his mouth. "How do you know I'm lying to you......"
Brandi struggled to steady his somewhat feeble body and replied with a blank face. "Because I was deceived by you once last year with a one-word lie, Voldemort!" With that, he gritted his teeth and waved his wand, and the cold stone bricks swept up, like a large hand reaching out from the ground, grabbing Riddle's location. Almost as soon as the last one came, a dazzling ball of purple light flew into its interior, and the slow speed of the big hand suddenly increased dramatically, with a piercing whistling sound, like a huge cannonball.
"Boom!" The whole room shuddered, and large clouds of dust poured down from the ceiling with no end in sight, casting a mist over the empty chamber.
Brandy's eyes were staring at the dusty direction, knowing full well that he hadn't caused Voldemort any trouble just now. The seemingly staggering impact seemed to have hit some sturdy shield......
Sure enough, the next moment, the dark blue spell suddenly pierced the air and slammed into the iron armor spell in front of Brandy. With a shrill grinding sound like nails scraping on a blackboard, Brandi's chest ached, and he fell to the ground on his back. The spell deflected diagonally, and a large circular pit was blown out of a stone pillar behind him to the right, and the snake eagle's head was blown away.
The smoke slowly faded, and a yellowish, arc-shaped barrier appeared in his sight. Brandi struggled to get to his feet, his pupils suddenly shrinking to the size of a pinpoint.
What kind of spell is that? It can actually block such a powerful attack!
β¦β¦
"Hah, repel the spell...... Looks like you've been to Room 13. Riddle's voice came from within, his voice with a muffled trilling and rapid wheezing, and his already unstable silhouette was now shaking violently. Obviously, Riddle's desperate spell was also a big burden for him.
"Speaking of the Repellent Charm, Wright's talent was a real envy of me, and he was able to develop a spell with a superficial knowledge of ancient magic that I couldn't have even done with the ancient texts that I had acquired so much of it so soon. However, you would probably be naΓ―ve to use such an immature spell to win in one blow. β
"Ancient books?" Brandy's chanting spell suddenly stopped, and he said in astonishment. "You mean the empty shelves in the Fifth Seal?"
"Shelf?" Riddle raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Tsk...... Looks like you know more than I thought. No wonder your spellcasting methods are very different from those idiots in the ivory tower who only chant spells in a regular way...... You've definitely challenged the clones in there! It's curious how you made it there alive the first time without Wright's escape spell. β
Brandy's face flushed, and he tightened his wand tightened in his hand, shooting a few rays of light in annoyance, deciding not to tell him about the fact that he had almost been slapped to death by the clone against the wall.
The spell struck heavily against Riddle's magical barrier, making a soft tok. The yellowish eggshell began to writhe under Brandy's magical attack, like the picture of a television with a bad signal, but he didn't look worried at all.
"Don't look at me right now, I don't have the strength to fight back, Longbottom. If I were you, I would definitely choose to stop. He smiled happily, "Before you can completely kill this guy named Neville." β
"What did you say?" Brandi subconsciously looked at Neville, who was unconscious on the side, and he realized that Neville's face was completely invisible. "What did you do to him!"
"This should be asked of yourself, Longbottom. I just paid a small price, borrowing the power in his body to protect myself, this ancient magic called life attachment really has an incomparably huge development potential, maybe in the future I can successfully parasitize myself on other people's bodies, relying on the life force of others to obtain eternal life. β
Brandi suddenly thought of Quirrell, who had been occupied in the back of his head last year. Didn't Voldemort rely on Quirrell's magic to fight himself in the Forbidden Forest? At this moment, Brandi didn't dare to continue to start...... If he continued to attack like this, maybe Neville would be fine with Voldemort dead.
But I can't wait until Voldemort recovers! I wouldn't have had such a good chance to seriously injure him again...... What to do......
Just as he was restless like an ant on a hot pan, Riddle's expression suddenly became strange, and he laughed excitedly. "Hahahaha! And sure enough, it was! Give up, Longbottom! Even Merlin is on my side! β
He opened his mouth and let out a hissing exhalation. Brandi's heart cooled, and the door of the secret room behind him was violently knocked out of a gap. The monstrous body of the basilisk swam in from the outside, and Brandi subconsciously turned his head
"Don't look back!"
Suddenly there was a loud roar in the room. It wasn't the voice of either Brandi or Riddle.
At some point, Harry burst out of the dark corner, shouting to warn him.
But it was too late, and Brandi had already looked at the head of the basilisk. It was a huge basilisk, green all over, with a brilliant glow peculiar to a venomous snake. Its body was covered in bruises, with scarred stones everywhere, and even more miserable was the silvery white paint and black blood of the snake's head. Brandi saw its face and its eyes through his iron armor spell.
He finally knew why the basilisk had been able to get back to the chamber after the paint splash and the collapse, and one of the eyes had been obscured by silver paint, and only a silver bulge could be seen. But the other one...... Surrounded by black blood and paint, the basilisk's vertical pupils leaked out and met Brandy's gaze.
It's not completely blind yet!
Brandy's internal organs seemed to freeze together, and he tried to look away from his eyes but he couldn't, his eyes looking straight at the basilisk as if they were fixed with glue. A feeling of stiffness from head to toe slowly spreads...... His neck gradually became unable to move. Riddle's wild laughter and the sound of Harry chanting spells echoed in his ears, and he saw the disarming charm hit the basilisk's head, and the basilisk shook in pain, but its eyes were still fixed on him.
I couldn't move my hands and feet, and the chill gradually spread all over my body.
Damn it! Is it going to end......