Chapter Seventy-Three: Off the Track
Tom? Riddle watched with a hideous look at what was happening in the chamber, the basilisk curled up by the wall was dying and soon to die, Fawkes was getting smaller, as if he had returned to the time when he was a fledgling, but still standing on Harry's shoulder with full energy, glaring at him menacingly.
"You - damn - little scum!"
Riddle remembered how long it had been since he had lost his temper like this, even if it was just a memory, but he still inherited Voldemort's unbeatable arrogance, such a failure was absolutely unacceptable, and his lungs were about to explode.
Raising his wand, a vicious spell slammed into Harry, who rolled over in embarrassment and flew into the sky with Fawkes screaming from his shoulder.
However, another curse followed, and Harry reached out to touch it, and the Gryffindor sword that had been inserted into the dead basilisk just now happened to be sitting under his buttocks, and he subconsciously raised the sword to block it.
The evil spell hit the blade of the sword and bounced out, Riddle was completely furious, he had never been so aggrieved, he knew many powerful spells, but he couldn't use them, just because the life energy that Ginny could provide to make him appear was too weak.
But what made Riddle desperate was still behind, and in the darkness suddenly remembered the lazy voice
"Give me the sword, Harry."
Riddle turned his head to look over, and found that the black-haired boy who had blocked his magic at the beginning, had not seen him during the battle just now, and at this time, he saw a dark brown leather notebook in his hand, slowly coming out of the darkness.
"Hmm......? What the? β
Harry was still in a daze, he didn't understand why Ning An suddenly wanted the Gryffindor Sword.
But Riddle had already recognized what Ning An was in his hand, the thing he was supposed to be a memory, Tom? Riddle's diary.
His pupils shrank, Riddle stretched out his wand like a thunderbolt, and the magic storm struck Ning An one after another, far more furious than his attack on Harry, as if Ning An was the one he really hated.
"No, noβlet me dieβ"
With a frantic scream in his mouth, Riddle's magical storm descended in the blink of an eye.
"Armor Protector - the biggest!"
Ning An had already prepared, he took out his wand, concentrated, and shouted the spell loudly, and in an instant, it seemed as if a translucent wall opened in front of him, firmly protecting him behind him.
"Boom - Rumble"
In the next second, the collision of magic erupted, and countless evil spells smashed into the translucent wall like a storm, and they carved cracks in the magic barrier, as if they were about to shatter it in the next moment.
However, no matter how many cracks appear, this translucent barrier is unbreakable, like a small boat in a storm on the sea, seemingly crumbling, but never sinking.
"Hurry up! Harry! Don't you want to get rid of this guy in a hurry! β
Ning An supported the protective charm with his wand in one hand as he yelled at Harry behind him.
"Ahh
Harry was startled by Riddle's sudden and violent attack, and looking at Ning An, who was in danger, he didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and glanced down at the sword in his hand, and used it hard
"And thenβ"
Harry used his force to throw the Gryffindor sword, inlaid with vivid red gemstones, at Ning'an.
At the same time, Pani, Samantha, Walter and the others continued to unleash all kinds of spells behind huge stone pillars to help Ning An resist Riddle's attack.
Even Hermione and Ron stepped forward, but Ron's wand had been broken by him before, so he only released a bunch of slugs, which didn't help the situation.
Even so, the situation on the field had taken a turn for the worse, Riddle continued to let out a sharp cry mixed with strong reluctance and resentment, and he watched Ning An wave his hand, the transparent barrier in front of him shrank, and then as if the last energy had burst out, all the evil curses were repulsed.
And Ning An also took advantage of this gap to throw the diary on the ground, took the sword, and stabbed the brown diary lying on the ground without hesitation.
"Nope! βββ
Howling in horror and rage, Tom? Riddle's eyes were full of despair, but he still instinctively made a final struggle.
The sword's silver sword has a faint dark green glow, which is the reason for absorbing the basilisk's venom, just now piercing the basilisk's upper jaw at the same time, it also pierced its venom glands, the deadly venom was absorbed by this strange weapon made by the goblin, and the sword also has some of the characteristics of venom.
For example, Horcruxes are destroyed, and Riddle's journal is one of the Horcruxes that Voldemort made to try to immortalize.
The sharp tip of the sword seemed to pierce the entire journal effortlessly, and the whole action only took a split second, and the sword stopped at the moment when everyone's hearts were in their throats.
Hovering quietly on the diary, and did not stab down, Ning An lowered his head and remained motionless, as if he was thinking about something.
Harry and the others looked puzzled, and they vaguely saw that this journal might be extremely important to Riddle, and might even be the key to his elimination.
Why didn't he go down?
Tom? Riddle swallowed as well, his Adam's apple twitching, and although he was now only in a ghost-like half-spirit form, he acted like a real person.
He hadn't been so nervous in a long time, and if he were to ask Riddle what he was most afraid of, the answer would undoubtedly be "death", and just now, he was only 0.01 second away from death.
Although he didn't know why the boy who couldn't see through him stopped, the silver sword still hovered silently over the diary, like the sword of Damocles suspended above his head, so that he didn't dare to act rashly.
"Ning'an?
Suddenly silent in the chamber, Harry cried out in confusion.
"Even if it's a memory, you don't want to just disappear into the world, do you? Tom? Riddle? β
Ning An kept his sword in his hands unchanged and looked at Riddle with an expressionless face.
Not knowing what Ning An was having, Riddle nodded gloomily and did not make a sound.
The atmosphere in the chamber suddenly became even more eerie.
"What are you thinking? Ning'an?! β
Hermione's voice suddenly sounded, and the feeling of uneasiness in her heart drove her to stand up involuntarily, her expression was complicated, with sadness and pleading, and she shouted in front of Ning An:
"Don't be fooled!? Destroy this evil thing - what are you waiting for? Ning'an!? β
"Shut up, stinky girl!"
Riddle subconsciously wanted to pull out his wand, but he keenly felt that the sword in Ning An's hand was a little lower with his words. It's already lightly pressed against the diary.
"I told you not to act rashly, Tom."
Riddle slowly lowered his wand, his face gloomy and unsure of what he was thinking.
Hermione stopped and looked at Ning An in a daze, muttering something in her mouth, Harry, Ron held their breath and didn't make a sound, the secret room suddenly became extremely quiet again, and Ning An's unexpected actions seemed to bring unpredictable consequences.
"I'm sorry, Hermione."
Ning An slowly straightened up, and although the sword in his hand was still on the diary, it had no intention of stabbing down.
"No, don't do anything stupid, Ning'anβ" Hermione muttered incessantly, a rare pleading look in her eyes.
Harry felt his heart rise again, what was Ning An thinking? What is he going to do? Why not quickly eliminate Riddle?
Doubts welled up in his mind, a deep sense of unease and a bad premonition enveloped Harry's heart, and the delicate situation in the chamber seemed to be moving in an irretrievable direction, moving at a rapid pace.
"I think we can work together, Tom." Ning An's cold voice said words that surprised everyone.
"Are you crazy? Ning'an! β
Hermione scolded loudly, she looked anxious, but this time Ning An ignored what she said, and still said coldly:
"If you don't want to disappear like this, there's reason to believe that you need to help us get out of here with this sword." He clenched the Gryffindor sword in his hand and looked up at the handsome boy floating in mid-air.
Riddle had a playful expression, and although he didn't know what was going on in front of him, he could probably sense that the group of students seemed to be fighting among themselves. Fortunately, this seems to be his chance.
However, before he could speak, a man's deep voice suddenly came from the secret room:
"I'm sorry, I don't think you can take that sword with you, Ning An."
Snape walked down the steps at the very front of the Chamber of Secrets, wand in hand, followed by McGonagall, the Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts and Professor of Transfiguration.
As he spoke, he let out a powerful spell, and the red light was about to rush in front of Ning An almost in the blink of an eye.
Before he had time to recite a spell that could be counteracted, Ning An instinctively lifted his sword and blocked it towards the oncoming magic.
"Zheng" There was a buzz, and the powerful impact from the sword body made Ning An fly upside down, but fortunately, the spell did not hit him directly.
"Samantha! Pani! Walter! Laurel! Do it! β
Ning An's sharp shout suddenly sounded, and the situation in the secret room changed instantly.
Samantha was the first to move, and after hearing Ning An's order, he took out his wand without hesitation, and with a crazy smile on his face, he directly met McGonagall like a hungry wolf that pounced on her, and a merciless curse was instantly struck.
At the same time, Walter quietly pointed his wand at Hermione, and shouted loudly, "Pass out!" The spell shot straight at Hermione like an arrow, and was about to hit her, but the latter deftly leaned down and rolled on the ground to narrowly dodge.
Parney was a little more calm, he pushed his glasses, looked at Snape, and raised his wand, and a spell bullet was fired at Snape, who was facing Samantha with his wand raised, forcing him to shift his target first to deal with Pani's magic.
Laurel still hesitated, her wand in her hand, but she didn't make any offensive moves, just looked at the situation on the field with a complicated face, as if the presence of Snape and McGonagall had made her wander.
But the sudden battle still made the situation chaotic, and McGonagall's face turned red, and she was so angry that she never thought that a Hogwarts student would raise her wand at her, and even unleashed vicious magic without hesitation.
"You, you ββ!"
In a shrieked rebuke, McGonagall flicked Samantha's curse away with her wand, seemingly effortlessly, but clearly.
"What are you trying to do! - Crazy! Must be crazy! β
Shocked and annoyed by Samantha's ferocious attack, she decides to catch the students first.
I saw her wave her wand, and on the walls on both sides of the secret room, the two inconspicuous stone statues carved suddenly made a rumbling sound, and then moved against the ground as if they had been given life.
The two statues seemed to be gliding on the ground, but they were extremely fast, one of them standing in front of McGonagall, blocking a few curses for her, and the other rushing straight at Samantha as if they were about to press him against the wall.
Samantha had no choice but to put down her wand and dodge in embarrassment, the situation was precarious, and if she was not careful, she would be caught by the stone statue.
"Laurel, Pani, you guys go help Samantha." Ning An's cold voice came, and Laurel felt the black viper mark on her arm become hot.
She couldn't help but "Ah! She cried out in pain, her arm as if it had been sealed by a red-hot iron, and a force drove her to involuntarily pick up her wand and join Samantha and McGonagall's warband.
Pani heard a voice coming from behind him, and he saw Ning An silently walking from behind him to the front, looking at Snape coldly, neither of them spoke, looking at each other flatly.
Seeing this, Parney did not hesitate any longer, turned around and ran towards Samantha, who was already on the verge of being cornered by Professor McGonagall.
Snape became calm at this time, he glanced at Parney, and then turned his gaze back to Ning An in front of him, the wizard wearing the black Hogwarts robe and holding a pitch-black wand in his hand, also looked at him coldly at this time.
The neckline is dark green, a loose green tie is tied on the chest, and a small silver snake with a letter is entrenched in the green badge, showing the house where the owner of the clothes is located, Slytherin, and Snape is the head of Slytherin.
This student, who he once favored the most, now clenched his wand and stood opposite him, his enemy. Even with all his expectations, Snape still felt mixed feelings.
"Pani? Starr, Samantha? Powell γ......"
Snape and Ning An looked at each other, their deep eyes not evading each other's gaze at all,
"What gave them the courage to take action against the professors in their own school...... Well? Ning'an? β
Carefully holding his wand, Ning An looked at Snape calmly, the person opposite was one of Hogwarts' most combat-savvy wizards, a well-deserved master, although it seemed to be talking to himself, but it was like two swordsmen dueling, all just to catch a flaw in each other.
But Rather than looking for Snape's flaws, he replied flatly:
"Courage? I don't think that's Professor Courage, I think it's called desireβ"
The corners of the mouth are slightly raised
"If I have to say it, it's desire that gives them courage, Professor."