Voldemort laughed maniacally. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He laughed so hard that the dark chamber trembled slightly, as if there were ten Voldemorts laughing out loud at the same time.

"That's what Dumbledore gave his protector! a singing bird and a broken hat! Harry Potter, do you feel guts? Do you feel safe?"

Harry didn't answer. He may not see the use of Fawkes and the Sorting Hat, but he felt no longer alone, and with growing courage, he waited for Voldemort to stop his wild laughter.

Fawkes stood on Harry's shoulder, its gaze scanning the chamber.

Harry stood there, nervously waiting for Riddle to raise his wand. But the sinister smile on Voldemort's face was even more pronounced.

The little snakes behind Harry were shocked by the sudden appearance of Fox.

"Alright, Harry, I'm going to teach you a little lesson. Let's test our strength against Voldemort, the heir to Salazar Slytherin, on one side, and Harry Potter on the other, with the best weapon Dumbledore could give him. ”

Voldemort glanced at Fawkes and the Sorting Hat, seemingly funny, and walked away.

Harry could feel fear creeping up his numb legs as he watched as Voldemort stopped among the towering stone pillars, and Voldemort's eyes were filled with a scarlet color.

A snake-like sound came out of his mouth.

"Kill him!"

Voldemort quietly put away Neville's wand, and he was no longer able to use any other magic as a memories.

But he wasn't worried, Harry and a bird and a broken hat, Benjamin was not yet a big threat!

Fawkes flew up from Harry's shoulder in understanding, its outstretched wings burning with flames, and it was so fascinating to look at.

It flew over the little snakes, and it pierced their bodies with its claws.

Harry lifted the tattered Sorting Hat on the floor, looking so overwhelmed.

What's the use of this hat? Could it be that you can listen to him sing here?

The little snakes all gathered around Fawkes, and due to the advantage of numbers, Fawkes was gradually unable to gain the upper hand.

Voldemort smiled with satisfaction, it seemed that he could kill Harry Potter today and then complete his plan.

Fawkes was gradually unable to support it, and the flames on its body looked like they were about to go out.

Harry stomped his foot and could only snap the Sorting Hat to his head.

Even if it was for him to listen to the song of the Sorting Hat and escape from reality!

However, the Sorting Hat unexpectedly doesn't sing.

Something very hard and heavy landed on the top of Harry's head, nearly knocking him unconscious. Venus rose in front of his eyes. He grabbed the top of his hat and tried to take it off, but he felt a long, hard thing underneath it.

When Harry took the long, hard thing out, he found that it was a shiny silver sword with a dazzling egg-sized ruby on the hilt.

"W-what is this?" Harry looked a little confused as he held the sword in his hand, and Voldemort naturally noticed the movement on his side.

Voldemort raised his hand and said in the language of a serpent with some dissatisfaction, "Go kill that boy!

Fawkes, however, seemed to understand Voldemort's words, and it rushed to the other side of the chamber, then picked up the tattered journal with its claws and threw it in front of Harry.

Harry looked at the journal and noticed a flash of fear on Voldemort's face.

Harry raised his sword and was about to insert it into the journal when Voldemort drew his wand again, and the journal flew into the air.

Then it landed beside Benjamin in the distance.

"Oh! ! " said Harry angrily, now relying on the sword and the little snakes that surrounded him.

Fox flew again and again with a "whoosh".

Voldemort chuckled, as if ready to hide his weakness. He was running out of frays, and could only hope that the basilisk would kill Harry as soon as possible.

It's just that what is this stupid phoenix going to do!

What good is it to pick up the diary! Harry, he doesn't have the energy to deal with it!

Voldemort saw Fawkes crouch next to the journal once more.

It's just that it didn't choose to pick up the diary, but from the corner of its eye, a crystal clear tear slipped down, and then landed on Benjamin's chest.

Harry poked his head out of the serpents, and he looked at Fawkes, a little incredulous at first, but his ears immediately remembered what Dumbledore had said to him.

"The tears of the phoenix have a healing effect. ”

"Tears of the Phoenix......," Voldemort whispered, his eyes fixed on Benjamin lying on the ground, "of course...... It has a healing effect...... I almost forgot......" he suddenly laughed again, "but Benjamin without the tentacles won't make me fearful at all!oh, Harry, you two can't threaten me even if you join forces!"

When Benjamin's eyelashes moved, and he struggled to open them, Fawkes suddenly vanished, and then turned into a cloud of ashes.

"I, where am I?" came a hoarse voice from Benjamin's mouth, and his body ached so badly that it was as if he had been dismantled. The simple movement of his fingers can make his scalp tingle.

Benjamin remembered that he seemed to have been knocked away by the snake king. Yes, as soon as he looked up, he could see the snake king at his feet.

It's just that the behemoth is dead, its head tilted to the side, and a pair of fangs are exposed.

How did it die? Benjamin felt sick when he saw the countless small holes in the snake king's skin.

What the hell is it that can hurt this monster like this?

"Benjamin!"

It was Harry's voice.

Benjamin suspected that he was hallucinating, and when he looked back, he saw Harry, armed with a glorious sword, fighting against an innumerable group of basilisks.

Of course, at the top of the chamber, isn't it Voldemort who is floating?

"You, are you calling me? What's wrong with you, how did this snake king die? Why are there so many snakes in this secret room!"

Harry was running out of strength, fending off the attack with difficulty, swinging his sword instinctively. "Attention, watch the ...... under your feet"