A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 633: Encouragement to Tom Riddle

"Could it be a basilisk?" Ginny asked with a trill.

"No, that thing has feet." Harry said affirmatively, several people raised their wands on guard, the voice got closer, and then stopped suddenly.

Before Harry could figure out what was going on, they heard retching.

"Hey!"

"It's Varen?" Hermione said with rounded eyes, and several people looked at each other. Luna asked with great interest: "Did any of you date her?" Hermione trotted over, followed by Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Luna.

Passing through the round iron gate, at the end of the long tunnel, Harry saw Warren holding one hand on the wet wall, shaking his head vigorously, and making a purring sound from his flat mouth , looking dizzy.

"Xixi has a good nose, oh...it must be a lot of sins."

Hermione said sympathetically. She squatted on the ground and patted Varun's small shoulder, and then recited a head-bubbling mantra to Varun. Xixiu's head looks like a glass fish tank is covered, and the pink nose looks wider, which looks a little funny.

Warren blinked his eyes, so dangerous, he finally survived, and almost died of stink.

Hermione straightened her arms, carefully picked up Varen (trying not to let her wet and dirty hands catch her), and returned to the hall of the Chamber of Secrets with everyone, where the smell was much less. Hermione lifted the head-soaking spell, and asked with concern: "How do you feel?" Valen jumped on the ground twice, put one hand close to his nose, and immediately moved away in disgust.

"Ouch! You stink." Hermione smiled happily.

"Clear water is like a spring." She chanted a spell, and a stream of water gushed out from the tip of the staff. Varen obediently washed his hands and feet, then rummaged through his pockets and found a pair of beautiful little shoes. Dress yourself.

Ginny and Luna leaned over to look at it with interest. Ginny stretched out a hand and poked Varen's stomach, "Hey!" Varen slapped her hand away.

It put on its shoes and walked a few steps swaggeringly. The echo of its footsteps could be heard far away in the empty secret room.

Harry asked a little nervously, "Varen, is the professor following?" Ginny, who was about to say something, felt her throat dry.

Valen thought for a while, then shook his head at him.

"But the professor sure knows, doesn't he?" said Ron immediately, "he could come any minute - are we still looking?" His last sentence was addressed to everyone. Seeing that Warren didn't refute, Harry also guessed that the professor might know it, and maybe he was waiting at the entrance of the secret room now.

Realizing that they might be caught, several people immediately lost interest in taking risks and prepared to leave. At this moment, Harry suddenly looked up at the Slytherin stone statues that were level with the ceiling. Under the illumination of the white light ball above their heads, the old, monkey-like faces and the sparse lines of long beards were clearly visible.

"There's one more place I haven't been to," he said, suddenly feeling a special attraction.

"What?" asked Ron, staring at Ginny and Luna's stuffed pockets.

"When we fought the basilisk four years ago, the statue's mouth was open." Harry pointed to the statue with the closed mouth. room." Ron looked at Hermione uneasily, and Hermione looked at Warren, hesitated and said, "Harry, even if it is open, since the professor closed it later, it means that he doesn't want people to go in. Don't you, Valen?"

Warren immediately became stiff.

It looked at Harry and then at Hermione, wondering if it should tell them that the Great Demon King had an evil plan... But thinking of the Great Demon King saying "don't destroy the laboratory", Varen was heartbroken Drum up your chest, make up your mind, and stand firmly in front of them.

Harry was in trouble. He stared at the huge stone statue, and the inexplicable desire became stronger.

"The professor forbids us to go in?" he asked tentatively.

Warren thought for a while, but this is not the case. He shook his head, and wrote a few words in the air with his exclusive wand, "You can enter, but it may be dangerous." After writing, Varen felt that he had expressed it well Not accurate enough, so I hastily added a sentence: "It has something to do with that bald and ugly monster."

"Who is that?" Luna asked curiously, "Is anyone under the Hairless Curse?"

But Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other deeply, and the statue had something to do with Voldemort. But they also knew that Voldemort was now locked in Room 7, not even conscious.

The decision now seems to be on Harry.

"We can go back and ask the professor." Hermione said slowly, she knew from the look in Harry's eyes that he was moved.

"No, the professor left the decision to me," Harry said calmly, "Warren is here, which means he knows where we are, but he hasn't shown up until now, what does that mean? It means He also felt embarrassed."

Hermione opened her mouth and had to admit that what he said made sense.

Is that so? Warren thought.

Harry studied the Slytherin stone statue carefully. He had a very happy time during this time, but there was always a hidden worry—he didn't know how the professor and the headmaster were preparing, and how far the plan had progressed. As time passed, he became more and more flustered. Now that he had the opportunity to find out, and the professor also acquiesced, he didn't want to shrink back like this.

Harry walked up to the statue and said in Parseltongue, "Open." The door remained motionless, and as he spoke, he could feel Ron and Hermione standing on either side of him, and he took a deep breath. Tone, did not say anything. But when Ginny came closer, he couldn't help protesting.

"Go back, Ginny."

"You have learned how to drive people away now?" Ginny snorted and said in a slightly mean tone, "You don't think your life is in danger at school, do you?"

Harry was speechless. All he could do was try to say in Parseltongue, "Open up to me, Slytherin." This time, Slytherin's huge stone face moved. Its mouth opened, and it grew bigger and bigger, and finally formed a huge black hole. The light from the lighting technique seems to be unable to shine inside, but something shiny can be seen flashing past.

"What monster is that?" Ron whispered nervously.

"The horned snoring beast." Luna's eyes lit up.

"Luna, don't make a fuss at this time," Hermione said sharply.

"No, it must be a horned snorkel." Luna said confidently, "It is exactly the same as the reference picture I drew on the paper, except for the wrong color... there is no difference."

Harry didn't want to admit that he saw the same vision as Luna, but he said anyway, "I saw it too. The one with the long nose, didn't it?"

"Yes." Luna said happily.

Hermione glared at the two of them as if they had both been under the Confusion Charm. They climbed up to the statue's knees, approached the statue's open mouth, and carefully observed the hole. Their vision did not become clear as they got closer. It was still dark inside, but they did see some glowing and moving things. .

"I think I saw a colorful doe," said Ginny.

"I saw a big wolfhound," said Ron.

Hermione pursed her lips and said, "Those are rune creatures."

"Rules...what?" Harry asked in bewilderment, still staring at the hole, the Sense Charm made him hear some movement, which seemed to be the mixed cries of various creatures.

"Rune creatures," Hermione explained, "you remember what the professor showed in class, right?" Harry and Ron's minds immediately had a magic puppet and a golden eagle made of dark golden smoke.

"Actually, the professor has always had this idea." She said: "When he taught me alone for the first time, he was very curious about the existence of the Sorting Hat. It is almost a completely different kind of magical life."

"So-these are alive?" Ron was dumbfounded, pointing to all kinds of strange creatures that flashed before their eyes.

"They're not supposed to be alive—I mean—well, I don't know," said Hermione with some distress, "at least the last school year the professor couldn't make them permanent. The professor was at school At the end of the term, ancient runes and memory magic were combined to construct a very real Hogwarts corridor."

"Just the corridor?" Harry couldn't help asking, sounding like it wasn't a big deal.

"The professor can construct corridors, and the same principle can be used to construct creatures that only exist in fantasy." Hermione deliberately emphasized the words "in fantasy", and she squinted at Lu Luna, but Luna didn't pay attention at all, she couldn't wait to walk in.

Harry, Ron and Hermione followed into the mouth of the Salazar Slytherin statue.

Then their eyes blurred, and they found themselves in a strange place surrounded by rows of bookshelves and dimly lit. The three held their breath,

Keep your ears open to listen to your surroundings.

"Library." Hermione lip-synced Harry suddenly realized, but then a new question appeared: why are they in the library? Shouldn't it be inside the statue?

"Tom, Tom. You shouldn't have come here," said a deep, suppressed voice that Harry thought sounded familiar, and Hermione frowned.

"First, sir?" a timid voice said.

"Are you following me because you want to know what I'm doing?" The voice asked softly, but the coldness revealed in the words became more and more intense, "Are you interested in the contents of the half-cut paper found in my office?" Interested? Do you want to know... what is a Horcrux?"

Harry's eyes widened suddenly.

"Sir—"

"Sorry, Tom. This may be the last time I call you by your name. Fortunately, it is a holiday. As long as I do it cleanly, no one will find out. Principal Dippet trusts me very much. He is always willing to believe I—"

A holiday? Harry thought, mean weekends? No, he immediately realized the problem, they should not be in reality now.

"Armor protection!" the young student suddenly shouted.

What is he doing?

Ron's scream was drowned in his throat. Their field of vision was suddenly filled with golden flames, a black figure flashed past, and the window shattered into pieces. The flames that followed immediately burned a big hole in the wall of the library, and another figure flew out from the hole.

Harry was stunned. The silent armor curse he subconsciously cast was in danger, and the golden flames stuck to the magic barrier, sizzling. At any time, it was possible to break through the defense and burn them to ashes. At this time, Hermione finally came back to her senses. She stretched out her hand, and rune symbols flashed on her fingertips. Afterwards, those golden flames were like tired birds returning to their nests, and they came under her control one after another. .

The fire in the library is extinguished.

Bright moonlight poured in through the big hole created by the fire, and a firebird hovered two or three feet above Hermione's head, singing softly. Hermione controlled the Firebird to land on her shoulder. The Firebird had sharp eyes and was covered in flames, but it didn't hurt her at all, showing super control.

"That's...Professor Haipu?" Until then, Ron spoke with difficulty, his eyes almost fell off, "But who is the other one?"

"Tom Riddle," said Harry with a complicated expression, "I think we fell into a paragraph—" He suddenly stuck, fell into a paragraph of what?

Remember? When did Professor Happer deal with Voldemort in school?

"God, the mysterious man?" Ron was so surprised that he almost bit off his tongue.

"It's the young mysterious man," Hermione corrected, "I know what we should do, follow up!" She ran out from behind the bookshelf,

Standing by the wall and looking into the distance, one could vaguely see the arc of spells flashing outside, and the two fought one after the other.

"…What should be done?" asked Ron.

"Fight, and then ask the professor for clarification." Hermione said angrily.

They passed through the scorched, sizzling walls, landed lightly with spells, and ran towards the flames. Harry caught up with Hermione out of breath, "Are we going to save young Tom Riddle?" He understood a little.

"I guess so," said Hermione, biting her lip.

The battlefield is far away. A fleeting image of Riddle came to Harry's mind just now, tall, pale, with shiny black hair and black eyes. He'd seen it in Headmaster Dumbledore's Pensieve—a memory provided by Professor Slughorn.

"Tom, I taught you all your magic."

Felix said in a deep voice, one after another powerful spells silently plowed the ground into criss-cross deep furrows, and the cut shrubs and kapoks transformed into countless sharp daggers shining with cold light, covering the Covered a small half of the sky. Tom Riddle watched the scene in awe.

He never expected Dumbledore to hide so deeply! He actually made a Horcrux! He also inquired about it by accident, but he searched the library and found no detailed records. Riddle gritted his teeth and thought, it must have been taken away by Dumbledore.

He wanted to procrastinate. There were other professors in the school, as well as Principal Dippet. As long as he could procrastinate until they found out, he could survive. Riddle was very annoyed in his heart, **** it, why can't they talk about it when they come up and shout and kill?

He can definitely join the professor's side.

But from that cold and murderous face full of killing intent, Riddle didn't dare to have any extravagant hopes at all. He propped up a shield from the thin air, and barely blocked the impact of thousands of heads, but the huge force threw him high, and his right wrist loosened, and the wand flew out.

He was lying on the ground, looking up at the man with a grim smile on his face.

"Avada gnaws on the big tile——"

A flaming bird descended from the sky, blocked the killing curse with its own body, the golden flaming bird wailed, turned green, and then quickly disappeared into the air. Riddle panted heavily, he had never felt that death was so close to him, he didn't want to die. He had never realized this so clearly. The Horcrux died, and he also wanted to make a Horcrux, not one, but many.

But does he still have a chance? Riddle felt a tinge of despair for no reason, and Dumbledore had obviously destroyed all this knowledge. At this time, the three of Harry had already surrounded Felix, "Professor, I'm angry." Hermione puffed out.

Felix was stunned for a moment, and then smiled politely, looking evil.

"Can you tell me about your background? Judging by your age, you should be students in school? But I have never met you"

"What about you, what's your name?" Harry asked, thinking he must be out of his mind to ask such a stupid question.

"Albus Dumbledore," said Felix softly.

Are you Dumbledore? "Ron bulged his eyes and shouted loudly. Fortunately, his back was facing Riddle at the moment, otherwise Riddle might have seen the flaw from his expression, but if he just listened to the voice, it seemed like he was asking Harry, and Harry was also dumbfounded .Professor Haipu, does Principal Dumbledore know that you are using someone else's name like this? Hermione rolled her eyes and said:

"You're what we're looking for! Tom, Tom, run!" she stammered.

Riddle was completely confused. He had just experienced a major turning point in his life, and his mind was not as clear as usual. But he could see that the three seemed to be there for him, or for Dumbledore?

What the **** is going on?

There is no one to answer his doubts. The battle begins. Harry, Ron, and Hermione cooperated tacitly, and their strength and fighting qualities far surpassed Voldemort's at the same age. After all, he was only in the fifth grade.

During the battle, Felix's lips squirmed slightly, Hermione looked at him, and he nodded indiscernibly. Then Felix shouted as if he suddenly woke up: "Time-Turner! You came from the future through the Time-Turner!"

"That's right!" Hermione shouted sternly: "Your plot cannot succeed, Deng, Dumbledore! You can't kill Tom, he will become our leader against your evil rule in the future."

Harry felt that all this was too ridiculous, even if it was a dream—no, he didn't have such an alternative imagination

"Harry, quickly use the Patronus that Mr. Riddle taught you!" Hermione shouted again.

Ron almost fell down, he was completely numb, but he knew one thing, Hermione was the one who knew the situation the most of the three, Harry had a half-knowledge, and I...don't interrupt.

After deliberating for a long time, Harry suppressed the awkward feeling in his heart, and said the incantation that was too familiar.

"Calling the gods to protect—guard—"

A real creature stepped out from the tip of the staff, and a huge silver beam of light rushed straight into the sky, brighter than the moon, and half of Hogwarts Castle was bathed in a silver-blue halo, like in the sea The ripples spread layer by layer, and everyone—including Tom Riddle felt extremely excited and full of fighting spirit.

The movement of Harry's Patronus was too loud. In the castle, the lights in each room lit up. Riddle, who was sitting on the ground, was full of disbelief. Is this the Patronus? How could there be such a powerful patron saint? And—this is what my future self taught others? For a while, he suddenly had a strong interest in this ancient magic.

""Who dares to hurt Hogwarts students? "The loud noise came from the principal's office like thunder.

"Principal Dippet!" Riddle shouted in surprise, and he was really surprised.

An old man with a white beard flew out of the tower window. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then Felix seemed to be angry with embarrassment, and his voice was cold and piercing, "You ruined my plan—Avada gnawed a big tile!"

Dazzling green light froze the faces of Harry, Ron and Hermione~IndoMTL.com~ In the next three days, big news came one after another—

Dumbledore, who is expected to inherit the position of principal, was confirmed to be a dark wizard and has now escaped from the school, but then he swaggered into the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic and took away all the time-turners. He wanted to revive a person who had been dead for more than 40 years; this campaign involved four students, only one survived, but Principal Dippet refused to disclose more information to the public.

In someone's mind, the war has begun.

Harry's eyes snapped open, panting. In her sight, Luna was happily holding up a creature about a foot tall—it had a pair of curved horns on its head that took up a third of its size; its long nose was a bit like an elephant's, but It was much shorter, as if it had been cut off in half; the body was squat, and the silver-brown fur covered the back like a thick fur;

In classroom seven.

Felix opened his eyes, stood up slowly, "I almost forgot, I'm not really a good person." He turned his mouth, as if reminiscing about that experience. After taking some time to add some magic restrictions to Voldemort, he returned to his office unhurriedly.

As soon as the bedroom door was pushed open, there was a loud knock on the door from outside the office.

"Professor, professor—open the door—"

Felix suddenly felt a headache.

Is the acting too real? Ye's student heart also strayed into Yu?

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