Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

The air froze instantly, and Selene looked at Mo Bai vigilantly, her hand was already on the handle of the gun.

Although she didn't lie, there was really no way to prove that what she said was true.

Although this boy is young, he is too vigilant.

At this moment, she tried her best to recall the memory she had read from the werewolf's blood, trying to find evidence.

This is the ability of a high-level vampire, who can obtain the memory of others by obtaining blood, which is also her source of information.

Countless images flashed through her mind, and suddenly she felt her head sink, as if something broke in from outside.

"Um...ah..."

She couldn't help covering her head, and looked at the boy in surprise.

But I saw an apologetic look on the other party's face, "Sorry, I'm not very proficient in this spell yet."

"However," the flames at his fingertips went out, "I believe what you said."

"You... looked through my memory?"

Selene's eyes widened, and the ice blue pupils were full of disbelief.

Wizards are indeed a group of mysterious and unpredictable people.

The boy stood up and put the teacup into his small bag.

"I still have something to do, let's go first."

He tidied up the folds on his clothes and walked away.

The female vampire stared at him blankly, leaving now?

"By the way," the boy turned around suddenly, "help me go back and speak to your dark creatures."

"Hogwarts is not a place where Dumbledore's absence can make them do whatever they want."

Seeing the boy's figure disappearing into the darkness, Selene's pupils had complicated emotions.

His name is Mobai, right?

She had to admit that this was the most impressive human being in her millennium, none of them.

Looking at the direction in which the boy disappeared, he flicked his short hair and disappeared into the shadows.

The Forbidden Forest returned to calm again, only three werewolf corpses and an innocent giant tree on the ground described the scene just now.

However, these things will also be eaten by the forest over time and turned into nutrients.

Only this land knows that there are four little wizards who are working hard to keep Hogwarts from being closed.

Although someone is purely personal.

Mo Bai continued to search for another entrance to the secret room, and the three of them headed by Hermione had already reached the bathroom on the fifth floor.

From Myrtle's mouth, she learned that the monster that killed her actually emerged from the sink.

And Harry also found engraved snake patterns on the faucet.

After he stumbled and uttered the snake language, the opening of the sink left the three little ones dumbfounded.

At this time, Hermione pursed her lips nervously, only she knew what was hidden inside.

That is a basilisk, a basilisk that is more than ten meters long.

I don't know why Mo Bai and the professor think that Harry can kill each other.

Mo Bai: I don’t know either. If you want to ask, ask Old Deng.

The ignorant and fearless Harry and Ron exchanged glances.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being a Gryffindor student. Facing the bottomless hole, he didn't even try it, and just closed his eyes and jumped in.

Hermione could only curse helplessly, and followed.

Simply because there was a curved pipe inside, they didn't fall too badly, they slid all the way down and reached the place where Mo Bai had been for the first time.

"Is this the secret room? Where's the monster?"

Ron kicked the animal remains under his feet in disgust.

Instead, Harry was very calm: "This should be the entrance, and the chamber of secrets is inside."

He looked at the entrance ahead, took a deep breath, chanted the lighting spell, and moved forward cautiously.

On the way, they were still taken aback by the snake slough halfway, and Hermione also took advantage of the opportunity to "deduce" the monster out of the secret room. Anyway, these two never went to the library, so they simply said that they saw it in a book.

There was struggle in Harry's eyes, but he slowly calmed down.

He looked at Hermione and Ron seriously, "Since we are here, Hagrid has been taken away, Hogwarts is about to close, and Bai Ye is still lying on the hospital bed, we must find out who is behind the scenes."

Ron nodded, followed Harry forward with firm eyes.

Hermione shook her head helplessly, boy...

As Harry opened the door at the end with Parseltongue, the three of them stepped into the secret room.

The dark environment of the secret room made them highly concentrated, and they all took out their wands and walked forward.

With sharp eyes, Harry saw a person lying in the distance. He walked quickly and saw the iconic golden back hair at a glance.

"Malfoy?"

Harry exclaimed.

Didn't Bai say that the heir to the Chamber of Secrets is not Malfoy, so why is he lying here?
He trotted over to check on his situation, even though he hated him, but after all, he was a schoolmate, and Harry's natural kindness couldn't just sit idly by.

It was found that he still had a faint breath, but it was as silent as if he had fallen asleep.

"He's still alive, just one breath left."

A slender man with a handsome face slowly walked out from the corner, speaking in a standard British accent.

The three of them pointed their wands at the person coming at the same time, and Harry asked, "Who are you?"

"Me? You can call me Tom Riddle."

The young man looked haughty.

This was the second time Harry heard the name, and he looked at the man in front of him in shock.

"You are Voldemort?"

"Oh~? Looks like that idiot Hagrid still can't keep any secrets."

"Yes, I am Voldemort."

The man opened his hands, as if he was the only one in heaven and earth.

"How is that possible?" Ron screamed, "Aren't you already dead?"

"Dead?" Voldemort grinned. "No one can defeat me, not even the famous...Harry Potter."

His viper-like eyes were fixed on Harry, and Harry's hand shook slightly, but he still held his wand tightly.

"It's that notebook!"

Hermione kept frowning and thinking. When she heard Tom Riddle's name, she remembered the notebook Mo Bai had picked up, and began to look for it on the ground.

Until she spotted the corner of the notebook protruding from under Draco's body.

She picked up the notebook, "Harry doesn't have to be afraid of him, even if he is Voldemort, he is already dead 50 years ago!"

"It's probably something like a ghost standing in front of you right now."

"Smart girl."

Voldemort looked at Hermione, and the two looked at each other, and Hermione frowned suddenly.

"That's right," he looked at Harry again, "I'm a memory, a memory preserved in this diary for 50 years."

"So, Malfoy opened the Chamber of Secrets?"

"he?"

The man smiled disdainfully, "He's just a tool. The reason why he's here is to regenerate me. The weaker he is, the stronger I will be."

"It was me in the notebook that made him attack Filch's cat, the students, and your friends."

At this moment, the man is like a qualified behind-the-scenes boss, revealing all his actions.

"I am a person with good eloquence."

Hermione frowned even deeper.

"So, you are the heir of Slytherin?" Harry backed away slowly, raising his wand.

"of course."

"Aside from me, the greatest wizard ever, who is qualified to be the heir to the Chamber of Secrets?"

"Dumbledore is the greatest wizard who ever lived!"

Harry looked at Voldemort fearlessly, with anger in his eyes.

"I kicked Dumbledore out of Hogwarts with the last memory I have!"

Harry was even more angry. Dumbledore held a very high position in his heart. It was Dumbledore who gave him the free life he had now.

He raised his wand and chanted the spell directly, "Damn out!"

However, with a flick of the man's sleeve, the magic power emitted by the wand was easily canceled out.

"Is that what Dumbledore taught you?"

The humiliation in Harry's heart was even stronger at this time, because he was usually too lazy, and now he couldn't shut up this person who dared to insult Dumbledore.

"He will come back," he could only protest with words, "as long as there are people here who believe in him!"

There was firmness in Harry's eyes, and there was no fear at all because of the famous Dark Lord in front of him.

The man stared into Harry's eyes too, with an unnoticed smile flashing across his eyes.

Old Dengtou is quite accurate in judging people.