"What's wrong with her?"

Harry looked at Daphne as she lay there, her fair face a sickly color, her lips now frighteningly white.

He didn't understand why the Slytherin heirs were going to make a move on purebloods.

"She?"

Riddle whispered, "It doesn't matter to me to kill the Mudbloods, my new goal has always been to resurrect. ”

Harry looked at him in amazement, much to Riddle's delight, and he sneered, "You know, she's just like Ginny, a poor little girl in love, what a ridiculous love?" ”

"John Wick, she likes you, she gets carried away with love, she came with me voluntarily because I said you were in the Forbidden Forest."

John listened to Riddle's words, and his face gradually changed from calm to angry.

"You've been working against me since I released the basilisk that day, and this school should have been in a panic, but because of you, they've all recovered."

"John, it wasn't supposed to be like this, you ruined everything, ruined my basilisk."

Riddle became more and more gloomy the more he spoke, and he planned everything, using the basilisk to kill the Muggle seed to send the school into a panic.

But John, he alone changed everything.

Fortunately, Riddle was still resurrected, he pointed at the unconscious Daphne, and chuckled: "She will die here, and when she dies, I will be completely resurrected, and before that, I will kill you." ”

Wand pointed out that he was confident that even two people together would not pose a threat to him.

Just because he is Tom Riddle, the best student at Hogwarts, the future Dark Lord of the wizarding world.

"Harry, don't hesitate, come out quickly, I can't wait to see you die in agony in front of me."

Riddle's words angered Harry, and even if he was defeated, he would have to come out to duel.

"Come on, Riddle!"

Harry clenched his wand tightly, and Riddle saluted gracefully and unhurriedly.

"You should salute before a duel, didn't your teacher teach you?"

Harry didn't lose when he lost, and he began to salute in Riddle's example.

As the two lowered their heads, a sound broke the silence.

Bang.

Harry was startled and looked up.

Riddle's face was also stunned, and there was an extra bloody hole in his body, and black smoke came out of it.

John's face was flat, and in his right hand, white smoke came from the muzzle of a pistol.

Seeing Harry's incomprehensible eyes, John said lightly: "What kind of morality do you have to talk to him about dealing with this kind of scum." ”

He didn't understand what Harry was thinking, the advantage of two against one was mine, and you played heads-up with him?

John Martial is abundant, and he started 'The times of adults have changed'.

With a wave of his wand, white light flew towards Riddle.

Riddle waved his wand, and the Iron Armor Charm collided with the Smashing Charm, which shattered after less than a second.

"How is that possible!"

His eyes widened, and Riddle didn't believe that a second-year wizard could be more accomplished than himself.

Could it be that all the wizards of this era are so powerful?

Unbeknownst to him, John was no ordinary sophomore.

My body has become smaller, but my mind is still flexible, and no matter what happens, I only believe that wand range is the truth.

looks like a child, but his strength is beyond the average Hogwarts second-year, John Wick.

Due to John's level 4 crushing spell, Riddle was forced to retreat.

As John walked forward, he continued to shoot white light, interspersed with a faint sound of gunshot.

Fourteen lessons, all the bullets were given to Riddle to enjoy.

Riddle, who was passively defensive, scolded, "John Wick, dare you duel with me!" ”

"Duel? You've tied up my people, and you're embarrassed to fight me in a duel? ”

John was disdainful, and he retracted his previous words, Riddle was indeed not very good at his brain.

He's acting like a bunch of kidnappers and the police shouting for a duel, you see you come out, and if you don't shoot with a sniper gun, you're done.

It's okay to fool a kid like Harry, but for John it's a meal operation.

Riddle was forced into the lake behind him, and John raised his hand and threw out the Transfiguration to make the water gather and fall down, allowing him to get wet.

Harry also learned his first lesson from John, and when it comes to Death Eaters, don't be reasonable.

After reacting to his back, Harry joined the fray.

The two of them, one left and one right, directly beat Riddle to the ground.

"How dare you?!"

Riddle's eyes almost breathed fire, and as he got used to it, the Bounce Smash Charm struck Harry's feet and sent him flying.

He began to fight back.

John is starting to feel the pressure as well, but he has experience playing against Gryffindor and is moving his way to shoot Riddle in the air.

Green light is constantly intertwined with white and red light.

One of the spells struck Daphne's side, sending the stone flying dangerously.

"Let him leave Daphne."

John's eyes narrowed, grasping a gap in Riddle's space, and he amplified with strength.

"The flames are blazing! （Incendio）”

The level 4 flame spell turned into a wall of fire separating the two, and John shouted to Harry, "Bring Daphne back!" ”

The flames broke through a gaping hole, and Riddle grazed John past him.

"Broken bones! （Reducto）”

"Avada suo! （AvadaKedavra）”

The green and white lights collided together, as fierce as lightning.

Harry takes the opportunity to take Daphne, and Riddle tries to stop him, but John keeps threatening him.

"Riddle, are you scared?"

With a look of contempt on John's face, he stared at Riddle and said flatly, "You must be glad you didn't meet me when you were in school, right?" ”

"Nonsense!" Riddle's expression was out of control, and he didn't admit that he was inferior to John.

The two are caught in a magic competition, and now it's up to who runs out of magic first.

But don't forget, John was a man who drank the elixir of blessings, and he was full of martial virtues.

Riddle's face was hideous, and he didn't notice the sound of footsteps behind him.

The green lightning pushed the white lightning forward, and John's face turned pale, and the output increased, and the two regained their balance again.

At that moment, Riddle was suddenly hit hard in the head.

He was very devastated, he didn't expect that John, a kid, would not talk about martial arts and sneak attacks, and even arranged to knock a stuffy stick.

The momentary imbalance was replaced by a white light that broke through the green light, colliding with Riddle's body.

Riddle's body could no longer hold it up, shattering like porcelain.

Riddle's eyes were fixed on John, and his body finally exploded into black smoke and dissipated.

"He's dead?"

Harry's eyes widened, although John was suspected of sneak attack, but it was Voldemort.

As Riddle's body shattered, John's heart rang for alarm.

He immediately turned his head to look in Harry's direction, and black smoke from Daphne's diary rushed towards Harry.

"Get out of the way!"

Harry reacted and immediately dodged away, but the black smoke was in hot pursuit.

John's attack through the black smoke doesn't work, and the scene reminds him of the Philosopher's Stone.

Harry tripped over something, and he looked down at the Sword of Gryffindor.

He remembered that he had left it in the auditorium, but now he suddenly appeared at his feet.

Before he had time to think about it, Harry picked up the Gryffindor sword and swung it at the black smoke.

The black smoke, which the spell did not work, was sliced by the sword of Gryffindor like a hot knife cutting through butter.

"No !!"

The black smoke is sliced open, revealing the diary inside.

Harry grabbed the Gryffindor Sword in both hands and stabbed it into the diary.

There was a terrible scream in the diary, and ink splattered through the blade of the sword, causing Harry to pass out.

Seeing this, John called out to the bull critics, he worked hard against Bo, and he was still the one standing on the left, but the head was taken by Harry.

"Solved?" It was as if Harry was in a dream.

He gasped for air, and his face still had a palpitating look on his face.

John walked over, patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said, "Well done Harry, would you be interested in learning from me?" ”

"Uh...... No, I still think the wand works. Harry shuddered at the thought of Neville's fate.

John was a little sorry, it was a lot better than a wand.

Picking up the diary with a hole poked out of it and stuffing it into his small bag, he walked over to Daphne to check it.

With the destruction of the diary, Daphne's face returned to blood.

"I guess I'll sleep for a while."

John stared at the pretty face and considered a question.

"It seems quite tiring to carry someone."

Touching his chin, John glanced at Harry, there was a free labor force here.

Harry felt a little chilled inexplicably, and thought to himself that he would need to add an extra layer of quilt to sleep this night.