Chapter 672: Magic Professor Lin Daiyu 68
Xijing felt that as a professor, he had to show Harry the strength of his oriental magic, and he couldn't collapse his identity as a professor in order to maintain his image.
She grabbed Harry and said, "Close your eyes." ”
Harry didn't think it was the way, it was a basilisk!! Professor Lin looks so weak, he can't be the opponent of the basilisk!
Eager to know what she was going to do, Tom covered Harry's eyes and said, "Don't worry, Harry, Dai's magic is special, and if she wears the Sorting Hat, I think the Sorting Hat will be hesitating between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor." ”
Take water as a sword, and condense water as ice.
"Hurry!" Xijing pinched the sword trick in his hand, and saw two ice edges pierce the basilisk's eyes.
Diary Tang watched from the sidelines, showing a look of surprise, in his impression, Professor Lin only gave some theoretical courses, never showed any spells, and even disappeared not long after, at that time they all guessed that he might have returned to the book.
The blind basilisk became even more furious, flicking its head and smashing the stone statue, and attacking it at the slightest sound.
"You can open your eyes." Tom let go of his hand and stepped forward to help with his wand, even if her spell was powerful, she had to dodge the basilisk attack, and just as her tail was about to sweep to the mirror, an ice spell was pronounced, and a wall of ice rose on the surface of the water.
"Bump—" The snake's tail shattered the ice.
"Condensation!" The tide mirror changed its technique, and the broken ice slag condensed into a fence.
"Ice blade grows." Tom took some inspiration from this spell and made some changes to the Ice Spell, and when the spell was pronounced, a tornado on the surface of the water condensed into ice and pierced the heart of the basilisk, and the basilisk suddenly lost its breath.
Harry couldn't close his mouth in surprise at this quick fix, he had never seen such exaggerated magic, and he had never thought that fighting with magic was such a magical thing.
Diary Tang's expression was angry and unwilling, and he endured his displeasure and mocked: "It's okay, it's not important to clean the mudbloods, I'll be rejuvenated soon." ”
Ginny didn't have much to live on.
Tom unhurriedly picked up the diary from Ginny's hand, and he clearly felt that this Horcrux was full of life, and as long as Ginny died, Voldemort would be resurrected here.
"It's unbelievable." Tom said to himself, "I'm going to ruin it one day." ”
After speaking, he raised his hand and read, "The fangs are flying." ”
One of the basilisk's fangs flew into his hand.
At this time, the diary soup finally sensed that something was wrong, and this kind of error was even greater than the fear that the diary would be destroyed. After all, they are the same person, a large part and a small part of a soul.
The fangs pierced the diary, and a golden light appeared on the diary soup's body, gradually devouring him, but his expression became even more crazy, and he finally understood. The person who destroyed the diary in front of him was not someone who disguised himself as him, it was him, it was the original him!
Tom looked up at his dying self and smiled.
Diary Tang pulled a sneer, stretched out his hand and calmly accepted death. He knew that with Voldemort wanted and the Death Eaters scattered, he could sacrifice a Horcrux in order to get the reason why Harry had defeated him, and to loosen Dumbledore's defenses.
Anyway, no one knew it was his Horcrux.