"I thought you were strong, but it turned out to be rubbish when you touched it."

Harley shook her head disdainfully, and a large amount of spider silk appeared around her.

With the help of the spider silk, she quickly moved and landed next to Professor Lockhart's body.

While the basilisk was still some distance away from her, Harley pulled out the special magic mirror on her body.

After the original experiment, Harley realized that there were spirits in this magical world.

Therefore, she deliberately attached a ritual of capturing spirits to this magic mirror and making it difficult for the spirits to be imprisoned in the magic mirror.

The current mirror is a multi-purpose spell that can be used permanently and repeatedly.

Although it is much more expensive and difficult to make than those one-time charms, this magic mirror is indeed more useful.

Witches are not good at psychics, and can only learn slowly through the magic rituals they acquire. But Harley believes that if she repeats it a few times, she will be able to get useful information.

As for how to imprison spirits, witches who are good at curses and dark magic are absolute experts in this area.

Harley's hair grew rapidly, and she curled up her wand and hung it over her ear, making sure she had access to it at all times.

Then she stretched out her right hand and scratched it in the void a few times:

"The Law of All Laws: It is forbidden for spirits to attach themselves to dead bodies."

At the same time, Harley turned on her vision and waved forward with the magic mirror she was holding in her left hand, initiating the ritual that had solidified on it.

In her psychic state, Harley clearly saw Professor Lockhart's confused face. Under the influence of the Law of Ten Thousand Laws, Professor Lockhart's unresisting spirit quickly disintegrated.

While using the ritual to capture it, she subconsciously glanced at Professor Lockhart's corpse to see if there were any valuable magical items on it.

"Professor Lockhart is so rich! You actually carried such a valuable magical item with you......"

Hallie sighed in her heart as she looked at the bright ball of light in Professor Lockhart's lower abdomen.

"Wait!" Harley suddenly realized something was wrong, "Whose magic items are stuffed in their stomachs?" ”

Harley reacted quickly, and her legs suddenly became stronger, and she leaped into the distance. The silk wrapped around her contracted at the same time, pulling Harley away from Professor Lockhart's body.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion rang out, and Professor Lockhart's stomach exploded, his organs flying, and blood splattered everywhere, exactly like the previous Auror Captain Higgs.

He was more fortunate though, because the Professor's head and limbs were preserved, except for the torso that had been reduced to countless pieces that could not be put together.

Once again, Professor Lockhart set off his favorite fireworks, but the material was himself.

Harley fell smoothly back to the ground, her face extremely unsightly.

Fortunately, I was aware of the danger and reacted quickly, so I was able to avoid most of the explosions.

Harley even used the remnants of the power of the previous frozen world to form a thick wall of ice from the snowflakes in mid-air.

Combined with Harley's armor protection, it helped her block most of the shockwave and keep herself safe.

But this feeling of almost having an accident is really uncomfortable.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Suddenly there was a round of applause in the hall, accompanied by a loud rumbling sound.

All the doors of the Great Hall were completely closed at some point, and they were glowing with magic.

A tall, dark-haired boy was standing on top of the basilisk's head, clapping and watching her.

The boy is tall and handsome, his eyes are as deep as black gems, his crisp short hair looks neat, and his thin figure has no greasy feeling.

He is different from Professor Lockhart's deliberately disguised charm, he is full of attractiveness, there is a natural charm.

Harley thinks that if she were an ordinary girl, she would probably have a good impression of him at first sight.

The boy had a wand in his ear, and if Harley remembered correctly, it was the wand of the hapless Auror captain Higgs from earlier.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle?" Hallie asked.

Although she didn't know the boy in front of her, but in such a tragic scene, a person who could still be so calm, Harley could only think of the young version of Voldemort that Professor Lockhart mentioned earlier.

"That's right, it's me." The boy raised an eyebrow, and the wand flew into his hand.

He bowed kindly, and there was countless tenderness in his voice:

"Hello, Miss Hallie. It was the first time we met in reality.

I have to say that you are really beautiful as a rose, and the whole person exudes an invisible fragrance that makes people want to indulge in it.

But Miss Hallie, I prefer to call me 'Lord Voldemort'. Don't you think the name is better?

'Flying away from death', how romantic! Isn't that a lot better than Tom's normal name? ”

"Of course I don't." Harley said crisply, "Is that state of yours an escape from death?"

I saw your ontology last semester, and you know what, he's just a fog now, fragile and helpless.

And now you, I think you're probably a doppelganger! Aren't you also bound to stay in a journal? ”

Riddle smiled, without the slightest embarrassment. He patted the basilisk and spat out a "hiss" sound.

The basilisk bowed its head obediently and pressed to the ground.

Riddle leapt down, fell to the same height as Hallie, and walked forward slowly, as if he were just going to see an old friend.

"Miss Hallie, you know a lot. Although some of the information is not entirely correct, it is basically close to the truth. ”

Riddle's eyes revealed appreciation,

"I don't know why you're still a baby and you can defeat my body, the self-righteous waste.

But I think you do have the qualifications to defeat the greatest Dark Wizard of all time. ”

Riddle stood not far from Hallie, then asked in a whispered voice, "We're all extraordinary, we're all young, we're all in the prime of life."

Do you want to join forces with me, Hallie? We can change the world! ”

His voice was full of bewitchment and had a special magic attached to it.

If it weren't for the witch's own very strong charm, which caused Harley to be more familiar with this ability, then Harley thought that it was really possible to be tricked unknowingly.

Harley didn't answer immediately, but tilted her head: "Your body killed my parents, and you still want to join forces with me?" ”

"First of all, he's not my essence." Riddle shook his head and retorted, "He's my future, a failed and stupid future.

Believe me, I hate him as much as you do, because he has chosen the most stupid path, one that has abandoned his wisdom and his brain.

I'm different, I'm still sixteen years old, I have reason, and I have infinite possibilities.

If you are willing to join forces with me, I can kill him with my own hands to prove that I am right, or you can kill him and thus take revenge, if you want.

Also, even though he killed your parents, what are your parents? I never felt the need for my parents to exist—"

Speaking of this, the smile on Riddle's face disappeared, slightly cold,

They are just dirty tools, useless except for some specific use.

I've never cared about my parents, and someone like me wouldn't care about your own parents. ”

Harley didn't respond, instead sitting down in a chair next to her.

A black flame ignited on his body, clearing the ice from the chair.

She lifted her chin lightly and looked at Riddle, "Then can we sit down and talk?" There are a lot of things I don't understand. ”

"You don't have to try to stall and wait for Professor McGonagall and that Auror to come in." A smile reappeared on Riddle's face,

"I am an orthodox Slytherin descendant and have some control over the castle.

Now that the Great Hall is temporarily closed by the forces of Hogwarts, no one can force their way in. ”

"I'm just curious about a few things, so I wanted to talk to you about it." Hallie's face doesn't change.

"Alright then, let's talk." Riddle waved his wand, and the dark blue flames burned the frost on the chair,

"Ask, Miss Hallie, and I can answer any questions you have."

Harley pouted to herself. For the words of the young Voldemort in front of her, she would not fully believe a word.

After all, Hallie, who has lived for so long, can tell at a glance that this is a standard liar.

If nothing else, if no one could enter the Great Hall, then why did he get Dumbledore out of the hall in advance? It's not because I'm afraid!

"What's the situation with the spate of attacks in the castle? What is your relationship with Professor Lockhart? ”

Although not entirely convinced by Riddle's answer, Hallie asked.

"Our relationship? He's an idiot, I'm not, it's as simple as that. Riddle replied with a slight pride in his voice,

"The little girl named Ginny got me and poured her affection into me as a diary.

I took the opportunity to extract some of her life force, regain some of her strength, and manipulate her into an attack.

Unfortunately, she was soon listed as a suspect, so I naturally chose to transfer.

And Lockhart, who doesn't seem to know anything, is obviously a very good manipulator.

But I didn't expect that I would be blinded. I thought he was a piece of shit, but he turned out to be a bit of a talent.

At least he has a decent talent for memory magic and illusions, but it's just because of his own inconsistencies.

He wants to control me, but I also want to control him, and neither of us can help anyone.

Then we made an initial deal where he helped me have a body and I helped him lift the curse and fulfill some of his wishes.

Then he used his handsome face to fall in love with some little witches, and took the opportunity to put me in the hands of different people, launch attacks and extract life force.

It's a pity, he's an idiot. At this, Riddle laughed sarcastically.

"I couldn't control him before, and it was only because I was too weak.

After collecting a lot of life force and fear, and extracting the lives and souls of the twelve monsters, that Lockhart was just a toy in my eyes.

I then helped him lift the curse, quietly modified his memory, and imbued him with a lot of combat knowledge.

Otherwise, with this waste who can only illusion and sneak attack, how could he have been so brave before? ”

"So he's not normal today, it's all because of you? I don't think that pompous man has the courage to stand up to the Ministry of Magic in public. ”

"I'm just here to fulfill his wishes." Riddle nodded,

"He was more talented than the average wizard, but he wasn't satisfied with it and wanted to be a celebrity like Dumbledore.

Unwilling to follow the rules, in order to take shortcuts, he chose to delve into illusion and memory magic, and express himself through grand illusions.

It was with this combination that he managed to steal the memories of many people and successfully package himself.

However, the good swimmer drowned, and during his last sneak attack, he was cursed by the old wizard.

He was a pompous man himself, and this arrogance was amplified once again, even interfering with spell casting.

So he chose to stop this behavior, after all, there is no absolute certainty. But he couldn't give up fame and fortune, so he chose to become a teacher.

After all, according to his impression, what other job does a teacher have besides reading textbooks?

Of course, there is still unwillingness in his heart, after all, he wants to be the greatest person in the wizarding world, and he can even be recorded in the history of magic, so that everyone knows him.

Then I naturally have to fulfill his wishes. I used some of the monster's power to unseal and strengthen Lockhart, and taught him a devastating spell.

However, during this period, I quietly modified his memory, blurred his thinking ability, amplified the fantasies and desires in his mind, and made him unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

In such a situation, he will naturally act unscrupulously and openly, and he will have the courage to charge the Ministry of Magic in public, and he will be unabashed during the battle with you.

Behold, how merciful I am! Let him fulfill his wish once before he dies, and finally die in sobriety. ”

Speaking of this, Riddle also sighed, looking compassionate.

"I guess I understand." Hallie nodded, "So now, you want to work with me?" ”

"That's right, we're all geniuses, and we're all young, and we can completely change this wizarding world, can't we?

You see, Dumbledore was easily kicked out of Hogwarts by me, and the reason was simply because the Ministry of Magic was too corrupt and some of the higher positions were too incompetent.

As pure-blood nobles, we have a long-standing surname, and naturally we should change this magical world as well!

Will you help me? Miss Hallie? Riddle held out his hand to Harry, his voice very sincere.

Once again, that magical temptation reappeared, constantly trying to attract Harley.

"Of course...... I don't want to! ”

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(Thanks to the nine-tailed Yanhu for the tip!) ）

(End of chapter)