Tom was startled, his wand raised high above his head, and the fire condensed into a dragon, surging towards the source of the magic.

The flames consumed it.

With a crisp cry, Fawkes flapped his wings in panic, and the dragon chased after him, biting to death.

It runs away from it and chases.

Tom calmed down and couldn't help laughing: "A phoenix, Dumbledore is really getting more and more outrageous, what's the use of such a large turkey?" ”

Fawkes let out a cry of displeasure, full of rage, but fled in embarrassment, leaving its screams without any momentum.

Harry waved his wand.

The stone snake he was manipulating rose into the sky, thuded, and slammed against the ceiling, grazing Fawkes's tail, and smashing into the fire.

The flame is attached to the stone, rootless and sourceless, but it burns more and more fiercely.

Fox chirped in horror.

The stone pillar almost hit itself!

It's done, and it doesn't want to do it again.

"Take Ginny away!" Harry waved his hand at it.

Fawkes snorted in dissatisfaction.

Sorting Hat Translator: "It says it's here to help you." ”

"Don't make a mess, Ginny is here, I can't do it." Harry shook his head, dealing with the stone serpent and the fire that came from time to time.

Fawkes screamed, reluctant to fly towards Ginny.

"It said, you hurt it, you must feed it the best rations, preferably the pure snow water of the Arctic......" the Sorting Hat gushed.

Harry interrupted, "Very well, can the fire stop you?" ”

The Sorting Hat immediately said no more.

Fawkes was agile, it seemed to be very experienced with these things, and through the flames and stone snakes, Harry's Transfiguration reached out, and it was able to pull Ginny by the shoulders and carry it high.

Smack-

The notebook was not firmly grasped and fell to the ground.

Fox hesitated to turn back and take the thing with him.

"No, it's safest to leave it here." Harry immediately shouted.

Fawkes didn't hesitate any longer, dragging Ginny away.

"Dessert escaped." Tom didn't stop him, just quietly watched Fox fly away, "To save such a little girl who made a mistake." ”

"Died heroically for her."

"Should I praise you for being the great savior, Mr. Potter?"

Harry whistled, "Senior Tom, I'm not that great. ”

"From the beginning, I didn't think I would be sacrificing."

He waved his wand.

Calling the gods to protect you!

The silver-white lion pounced and roared menacingly at Tom.

"Patronus Charm, I have to admit......" Tom chuckled.

But the man is gone.

Harry wouldn't talk nonsense anymore as a bottle of potion was thrown at him, sending billowing grey sticky bubbles as it landed, as his wand raised.

"The clouds are misty!"

A thick mist poured out, obscuring all directions.

Tom was not in a hurry: "Potter, this is useless to me, I have seen you do this." ”

The strong wind swept through, and he mastered the technique of invoking magic outside of himself, and the hurricane swallowed the fog little by little, forcibly expelling it.

Vision is restored.

Tom was stunned, there was no Harry in sight, and even he was running farther, an extremely long stone arm, clutching the notebook, and scurrying closer and closer to Harry.

"Divided!"

Harry cast the spell.

The note remained untouched.

"The flames are blazing!"

In the orange flame, the notes are not affected in any way.

"Thunderbolt Explosion!"

Harry pulled out Seamus's best spell, and he didn't spare any force, and the massive explosion caused the stone hand to explode, but there was not even a trace of charred black on the note.

Spells don't work?

He took three steps and two steps, and stabbed down with his sword.

Slashed at the hardest thing he'd ever encountered in his two lifetimes, the clashing of gold and stone, and the sparks flew everywhere, but the tip of the sword couldn't even pierce the cover.

Sword oil has some effects, but only some effects.

It was a lot more difficult than he thought.

The Gryffindor sword had long been coated with all the sword oil he could make, and it was replaced every six months - although the materials were limited, he could only mix the most basic sword oil.

He was amazed by the sword oil that worked.

He thought it would be some kind of curse oil, construct, bio-oil......

The result is ghost oil?

There's no time to think about it.

The sword couldn't be broken, and Harry lifted his foot directly, with the instep of his foot accurate, and kicked it towards the fire.

The black flame suddenly retreated, allowing the note to pass through the flames and fall to the ground, and with a thud, it was carefully surrounded and avoided, for fear of burning it.

Fierce fire seems to work.

But not yourself.

Harry snorted and met Tom's mocking gaze.

"That's not something that can be easily destroyed." Tom shook his head, fearless, "Why do you think I would dare to appear in front of Dumbledore?" ”

"Just because of an incompetent Minister of Magic?"

Harry scoffed, "Sure enough, you're just a coward." ”

"Destroy it with fire, protect it with what you can destroy it......"

Tom waved his wand, and the serpent lunged at Harry, "So what, I'm not the kind of dark wizard with mediocre qualifications, and I can't even understand the fire. ”

"Alder!"

Harry raised his hand, and the seal of law was formed.

The majestic impact swept away, and the stone snake froze, and the stone pillar that had just saved Fawkes and supported the secret room twisted and turned, stabbing out hideously.

There was a loud clang, piercing through the stone snakes, pinning them to death.

The ground where Ginny was lying was also pierced.

The wind is rustling.

As Tom swung his wand and prepared to mobilize the other two stone snakes, Harry rushed in front of him and cast the sigil again.

"Arden!"

The sword danced and slashed at Tom at a tricky angle.

He didn't dodge.

Fight for injuries for injuries, fight for life.

With a wave of his wand, the stone snake smashed down, and the spell was pronounced - "Thunderbolt explosion!" ”

It's not a requisition!

Harry gritted his teeth and didn't dodge, but chose to resist the spell and continue to slash away.

With a thud, the golden streamer shattered all over the ground, and Quinn's shield was broken.

The sword slashed Tom's body, stirring up into a black mist, diffusing and dispersing, the ghost spirit oil still taking effect, and there was a sense of frustration in slashing flesh and blood.

Tom disappeared before his eyes, and the stone snake stopped moving, and even the fierce fire seemed to become uncontrollable, and the savage growth lingered.

He's dead?

Just dead like that?

It can't be that simple.

Harry took a deep breath and leaped sharply behind the stone serpent.

A deep green light.

Quietly attacked.

Slammed into the stone serpent, thud, bang, debris splattered, and the slightly out-of-control fire changed again with Tom's mind, and a hideous fiery serpent, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced on Harry's throat.

"Alder!"

The flame action is blocked.

Harry rolled on one side again, in the other direction—

"Avada suo!"

The green light returned, heading out of the stone snake, but it was clearly misjudged Harry's direction.

"Tom, you were so immature fifty years ago." Harry poked his head out from the other side and looked at the notes surrounded by fierce fire, and Tom, who was scattered by himself, poured out from there again, "Feeling annoyed and angry? ”

Tom's face darkened: "Potter, your level of black magic is not what a second-year wizard should have. ”

"You just think I can't hurt you?" Harry said in a brisk tone, "It seems that the result was quite unexpected?" ”

He gripped his sword and put another layer of Quinn's shield on himself.

"You're not as invulnerable as you think."