harleyscars Chapter 179
Chapter 179
Chapter 179
A sudden blackness crashed into the glaring light.
The loud sound of metal and iron clashing exploded, and the ugly giant sword of rock slices tore through the strong wind in front of it, shattering the light and heat.
The evil wind surrounded by huge force smashed down obtusely, right below the center of the explosion, directly below the statue, two figures stretched out a round of shield-like defenses, Draco Malfoy could not die at this moment , 16-year-old Tom Riddle has not fully squeezed Draco's life and magic power. Once the connection is interrupted in advance, his current state will definitely not remain the same.
There was a piercing sound from the sunken shield that was hit in an instant. The magic power turned into a blade and rubbed against the solid shield to produce brilliant flames. The impact of the blunt sword intensified the collision of the two magic powers.
A barbed thorn burst out from under the sunken shield like a spear, the silver sword held in his left hand shone brightly, Gryffindor's sharp blade smashed the magic thorn, and the incision was smooth and seamless , This silver sword forged by a goblin has been soaked in the blood of too much life, and its tyranny has just never been revealed to others.
Blunt blows like battering rams appeared one after another. Under certain circumstances, the output efficiency of the blunt blows caused by waving the arms far exceeded the damage of magic. Cracks in the form of spider webs burst out, and the attack mixed with huge magic power and terrifying power was without any fancy. Tom, who was forced to confront head-on, was so aggrieved that he just wanted to vomit blood. The coming consumption is still far beyond the peak value they can bear.
A black mist suddenly exploded in the shield, and Lockhart, transformed into black mist, took advantage of the moment between attacks to get away, and a dazzling green light forced back with a strong death intent, and the blow that was about to crush the shield The bombardment that smashed Draco into a pulp, Ron's disregard for the so-called 'innocent lives' really exceeded their expectations.
For the first time, they saw such decisiveness and viciousness in a 12-year-old little wizard.
"Did you not hesitate when killing people? This is really excellent."
"Some people are more valuable dead than alive."
"The Malfoy family, aren't you not very loyal lackeys?"
Ron, who flew back and dodged on a broomstick, smiled at Lockhart, "Father pays off, how many people did Lucius follow you to kill? How many bad things did you do?"
"If killing him can kill you better, then take it as the interest I demand from the Malfoy family for those innocent souls."
"Why should these lackeys marry wives and have children and live happily after those people are dead? They should have gone to hell with you, Tom."
"In Azkaban, Lucius has no chance to make villains."
The light wheel 2001, driven to the extreme, carried Ron across the short distance of ten meters in an instant. The young Tom who had just breathed a sigh of relief was much more immature than the real Voldemort. His magic power Not as good as Voldemort, his skills are not as good as Voldemort, his knowledge accumulation is not as good as Voldemort, and his grasp of fighting is not as good as Voldemort.
Even worse than Hogwarts professors.
This unresponsive sweep directly shattered half of his body. Although the body made of magic power would not be seriously injured, the missing part of the body was also a huge weakening to him.
A shrill scream sounded, even at this moment, young Tom waved his wand rationally, he took the lead in transferring the diary and Draco's body, a spherical shield suspended Draco in mid-air, and the oblique The giant sword that fell obliquely made a dull blunt sound on the stone ground, but it failed to blow away a piece of debris.
A giant mist-condensed hand grasped the alchemy shield. As Voldemort's second Horcrux, Tom in the crown on Lockhart's head had already begun to frequently come into contact with black magic, a curse with strong corrosive power. Constantly eroding the alchemy shield, the hard shield was melted by the spell in an instant, just when the black hand was about to grab Ron's body.
The joy of the krypton gold player made Tom angrily roar and shoot the spell again.
Ron, who opened the shield again, flipped the giant sword over, and the frail young Tom received another head-on blow before his body recovered. The jagged magic blade tore half of his body, if it wasn't for him Still able to maintain the last trace of rationality under this severe pain and move to dodge, the shining silver sword will cut off the magic wand in his hand, leaving an indelible line on this broken soul after destroying his weapon smooth cut marks.
Almost one-third of his body was crushed in the previous violent collision of magic power, and his body, which was no different from ordinary people, flickered slightly, jumping constantly in the solid and semi-illusory transparency.
A thick red light was as thick as a person's arms, and the beam of light erupted from the blunt tip of the giant sword exploded a huge firework. Ron, who was biting the boy Tom tightly, took pictures of the alchemy shields without any distress. It was used to resist the continuous attacks of Tom possessing Lockhart, and the "family property" that his teacher gave him was thick enough. Although the alchemy stickers were expensive, Nicolas Flamel was not short of money.
Although the Disarming Curse, which became the range magic, was avoided by young Tom's ghost-like shuttle, the aftermath of the spell still covered all the space within ten meters of the falling point, and Malfoy's wand came out. Whirling and flying in mid-air, bursting tongues of flame appeared for no reason without any action, burning the wand in mid-air to ashes, and manipulating flames was what Ron was best at.
A hoarse hiss sounded, and the little snake under Ron instinctively translated in a daze:
"Speak to me, Slytherin—the greatest of the Hogwarts Four."
The huge stone face of Slytherin suddenly moved, the mouth opened wider and wider, and a black hole with a diameter of more than two meters opened there, and there was a rapid rustling sound, and under Tom's urging, the stone statue A huge poisonous snake suddenly flew out of the black hole in its mouth.
The emerald green snake skin refracts a charming brilliance under the light, the more vicious the thing is, the more delicate it is, it seems that the body with the flower of death in full bloom is as thick as two people hugging each other, although its length cannot be estimated immediately , but after the basilisk coiled up, its raised head could almost touch the high ceiling.
The thousand-year-old basilisk has grown to a jaw-droppingly huge size. The twenty-foot snake slough is probably the snake skin that fell off from the small snake when Slytherin temporarily stored it outside the secret room.
Being locked in a secret room for thousands of years, is it possible for him to go out for a walk by himself?
After the basilisk broke free from its cage, there was a rush of urgent hissing sounds again, and Tom, who occupied Lockhart's body, made a strange, inhuman sound, as if he was laughing wildly, cheering, or sucker Punch.
As if he was getting carried away, he even raised his hand to praise the owner who left the basilisk thousands of years ago. The tools left by the Slytherin lock filled his heart with endless satisfaction.
"Kill him!" Accompanied by the sound of killing, there was another shout: "Disarm you!"
The flames flared up again, and Lockhart's wand was burned to ashes in mid-air, but this time the flames shone something more.
For example, a pair of bright and cold-blooded yellow eyes the size of headlights.
"hello."
Ron put away Gryffindor's silver sword, then waved his left hand to meet the Basilisk's eyes and greeted him.
"This is impossible!"
Two voiceless screams sounded at the same time. Whether it was the young Tom or the Tom possessed by Lockhart, although they both lost their weapons in the end, the appearance of the basilisk was their biggest and most ferocious weapon at this time.
But it seems that there is something wrong with the basilisk?
Or maybe there is something wrong with this person!
They suddenly realized at this moment that the weird eyepiece was definitely not a decoration. This guy knew from the very beginning that there was a basilisk in it, and he had already prepared tools that could prevent death from staring at him.
And he succeeded in finding
Tom, who has never felt the power of money, can't even imagine the foundation accumulated by the wealthy Nicolas over the past 600 years. As a young man who was born in an orphanage and has only been in contact with the magical world for seven years at Hogwarts, he is very interested in this The world knows too little.
Voldemort, who has not been fully educated in the Muggle world, nor has he been fully integrated into the magical world, just like his half-blood, who has not been fully integrated into either side, before he was less than 20 years old, his knowledge was quite shallow.
If he has received Muggle education, he will find that violence is only the appearance of rule, and what is needed to establish his own power are ideas, rules, and 'shackles' that can gather people's hearts.
If he has a deep understanding of the world of magic, he will find that pure violence will not work in this world, unless you can reach a certain limit, so strong that no one can stop him, but he can't even be the strongest. I don't know, his eyes are now on such a small place as England.
Dumbledore is very strong, but he is definitely not the strongest. He can only be regarded as one of them. Nicole May can beat Dumbledore when he is serious. Although there should be no one who has lived as long as him, but There are always some old monsters hiding in various unknown places, incognito.
Voldemort couldn't see where the ceiling of the wizarding world was at all. He was immersed in a small world, and his pattern was small.
It's just a basilisk, even in recorded history, the basilisk is not unique, except for the despicable Hypor, in addition to Slytherin, there are many dark wizards who have domesticated and bred the basilisk.
Take this as your hole card?That was just to scare the little wizard, and Dumbledore even looked down on him a little bit.
"Mr. Flamel said that the meat of the basilisk is delicious."
Ron got off his broom and turned the blunt sword back into his wand.
"so."
"I want to try it, please try it together."
"Thank you, Tom."
The roar of steel swirling resounded again, and the sawtooth-like fangs were locked and connected in series on a chain. The rotating sawtooth could tear apart any obstacles in front of it, and the howling chainsaw sword lightly Rubbing lightly on the ground, the protective magic left by Slytherin and the sawtooth erupted in this slight touch with a loud noise that almost tore the eardrums.
At the moment when the sound came to an abrupt end, Ron, who shot a ladder to the sky, jumped into the air. The giant mouth of the basilisk, which was as big as 120 degrees, was hit with an uppercut and his teeth were closed tightly. He turned over and stepped on the basilisk. Underneath his head, the roaring chainsaw instantly smashed the slippery scales away, like killing a fish and scraping the scales, the bright emerald green scales scattered like snowflakes, and then flew like bullets.
Lockhart, whose body was covered with bloodstains, could only watch helplessly as the chainsaw roughly tore open the skin of the basilisk, crushed the flesh and blood, and the spilled blood almost stained the entire floor, and he went crazy on the ground. The basilisk, rolling, shaking its head and tail, tasted the severe pain of being sawn off its head when it was alive.
A handful of crystal powder fell, and half a pound of the grinding powder of the ice dragon's horn turned into a catalyst at this moment. The extremely cold ice formed a thick layer of ice on the basilisk's twisting body. Even cold-blooded snakes can't help but feel weak when they encounter such severe cold, and the wounds numb by the severe cold seem to be less painful.
His struggle was much weaker.
But this did not reduce the sprayed blood at all, the blood crystals like blood-colored ice mist melted into the pool of flesh and blood left before,
After sawing almost half of the body, the roar of the chain saw stopped. Although the hard snake bones could be sawed off, it took too much time.
"rest in peace."
After the chainsaw sword stopped rotating, there was a clear sound of being loaded, and above the engine with the sawtooth spinning, a gleaming cold muzzle pointed directly at the white bone.
A huge roar shook people's ears, and Ron, who was pushed to the ceiling by this powerful recoil, was thrown at least 20 meters away, and the alchemical explosive detonated by the high-compression magic power pushed it to be filled with special ammunition. The white bone that was hit by the blow cracked countless gaps in an instant, and was then crushed cruelly and roughly, turning into thousands of bone fragments that flew out.
The giant snake's body was still twitching, but the gurgling snake head had lost its last vitality.
There was a muffled landing sound, but immediately after that, there was another sound of a hard object hitting the ground.
The yellow snake eyes that have lost their bright luster still pose a very high threat. Although they are not fatal, being petrified is still an inescapable doom.
The young Tom, who had no physical body and was materialized in the state of a soul, was naturally fine, but his already somewhat illusory body became more transparent, like a real ghost.
But Lockhart, who was looking at the snake pupil, completely turned into a stone and smashed on the hard floor. His petrified body was cracked with several cracks. After all, the floor of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets is harder hard.
"Ha~"
"what is this?"
Ron shook his head and smiled. The person who summoned the basilisk was turned back by the basilisk. This is really a reincarnation.
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(End of this chapter)