My understanding is incredible, I built a floating city in Hogwarts

In front of Harry, Tom Riddle talks like he's talking about his greatest achievements

"I left Ginny, erased her memory, and came to his brother"

"Then I discovered that little Ron was easier to control than her, and he had more worries than she did, so he kept writing his inner thoughts in his diary and told me everything he wanted to complain about."

"A poor family...five excellent brothers...never need new things...Bill's old robe...Charlie's old wand...Percy threw away the unwanted mouse……"

"There is also the annoying Malfoy... the enviable Leven Green... the domineering Granger... and his best friend, the great hero Harry Potter.……"

Riddle revealed Ron's innermost thoughts without any concealment.

If Ron woke up, he would probably dig a hole and bury himself in it.

But Tom’s complaint is not over yet, as there seems to be a lot of things that he doesn’t want to complain about:

"This idiot...why does he have so many worries and low self-esteem?"

"He is indeed an idiot. He wants to be in the limelight, get good grades, and be as noticed as you... But he can't learn the magic I taught him, and he can't finish a book in a month! Counting his few galleons all day long……"

"But I patiently pretended to be a close friend, listened to a twelve-year-old wizard talk about his childish worries, and even helped him with his homework."

"You know, when I was twelve years old, I had already gathered a group of friends, secretly learned the knowledge of the forbidden book area, and even began to think about how to conquer death. Riddle laughed, a cold, piercing laugh that didn't sound like it came from a sixteen-year-old child.

It made the hairs on the back of Harry's neck stand up.

"Not that I'm bragging, Harry, but I've always been able to charm people at will. So, Ron opened up her entire soul to me, and his life and soul happened to be exactly what I needed...and that's what I took from him!"

"Of course, a good person like me never asks for anything unilaterally," Reeder added,"So, I also helped Ron do a lot of things.……"

"What did Ron ask you to do? Harry asked, feeling that his throat was so dry that it was about to burn.

"Can't you guess it yet, Harry Potter?"Riddle said softly.

"Except for that stupid cat, everyone who was attacked was out of his will."

"This is impossible! Harry retorted loudly, Ron would never be such a person.

"No, it's possible. Riddle smiled even more proudly,"Ron hated that mudblood Colin. He took pictures of you with a camera all day long and affected your daily life, so I attacked Colin.""

"What about Justin? He has nothing to do with Ron"

"That ungrateful guy Justin, you showed great mercy and used the power given by Slytherin to help him, but he in turn repaid you with kindness, how could I let him go?"

"As for Malfoy, who is the thorn in your side, so why bother thinking about it? Not to mention he is scolding you behind your back! For you, I have to personally eliminate the descendants of my followers - it's really selfless, isn't it?"

Listening to him talking about this, Harry immediately remembered the time when they drank Polyjuice Potion to trap Malfoy, and finally had to curse himself in order to echo him.

"No, no, Marietta too! He must have nothing to do with me and Ron."Harry couldn't defend himself.

"Yeah yeah. Riddle smiled with satisfaction,"But this lady is purely Lockhart's scapegoat. Ron told me more than once that you hate that liar Lockhart."……"

Speaking of this, Riddle showed a malicious smile,"Look, in these four attacks, I was doing things according to Ron's orders, and this is the reward I gave him!"

"And the reason why he did this was because of you, Harry. Even I must be moved by his deep friendship for you!"

"Ron wouldn't attack them! Harry retorted angrily

"Yes, of course this idiot doesn't have the guts to do these things, he only dares to write on the pen," Riddle nodded in agreement.

"And I don't need him to know. He thought he was just venting his emotions in the diary, but I turned the oral pleasures written down into the attacks I wanted."

Is this how you make other people's wishes come true?

It's just like the Black Holy Grail

"But you didn't kill anyone," Harry said with some pride."You managed to kill a Myrtle in the last attack, but this time, you were alone... no, even a cat. Didn't kill either. Soon the mandrake will mature, and those who were petrified will come back to life."

But Riddle was not irritated. He just said softly and slowly,"Didn't I tell you just now? It doesn't matter whether they died or not. What matters is - you."

"I said it from the beginning, I brought you here because of course I need you"

"I want you to help me take the final step away from the confines of this diary."

"I won't do anything for you."Harry looked at him fearlessly

"Oh, that's really pitiful," Riddle shook his head,"I'm referring to little Ron. Think about it, Ron trusts his beloved Harry so much that he would rather bear four lives for you, and in the end But because of Harry's uncooperation……"

Riddle didn't say anything, but Harry knew what he wanted to say.

"You are so despicable! Harry was furious, his fists still clenched tightly.

"mean?"Riddle was stunned. He seemed to have heard something ridiculous:"You actually called your enemy despicable? Isn’t it natural to be mean to your enemies? What did Dumbledore teach you? Does he want to make you a saint?"

Harry took a deep breath and said:

"Of course I can help you, but Ron must be released first! Otherwise I would rather die with you."

Riddle heard this and looked at Harry with admiration:"It seems that Ron is indeed your best friend, right?"

"You may have noticed that my current state is different from ordinary people. I am just a memory, a broken soul that has to be attached to the diary. If I want to be completely resurrected, I need to sacrifice a sacrifice to release my soul from the diary."

"So, are you willing to become this sacrifice instead of Ron Weasley?"

Riddle's tone did not contain any threat, he just looked at him with an intriguing look.

"Think about it, this is the most important decision in your life. Once you make a choice, you can't look back."

"So ask yourself honestly, would you give it all for Ron Weasley?"

At this moment, Harry remembered a lot. He remembered how he met Ron on the train, the adventures they shared in the first grade, and the magic weapon that Ron drove from the sky to save him from the Dursleys. Come out and think of them riding in the car to Hogwarts together, studying together, playing together, eating together, living together...

Ron is indeed his best friend.

"I...will!"

Harry squeezed out three words from his throat, each word seemed as heavy as a thousand pounds.

At that moment, he seemed to feel that he had established an inexplicable connection with Ron in front of him.

They seemed to be closer.

But Before Harry could indulge in this beautiful fantasy, a proud smile appeared on the face of Tom Riddle in front of him.

At this moment, the sound of music floated from somewhere. (To read violent novels, go up and fly Lu Novel Network!)

Riddle suddenly turned around and looked at the empty secret room.

The music was getting louder and louder. The sound was ethereal, ethereal and mysterious, and it was exciting to listen to.

It made the hair on Harry's scalp grow. They all stood up, making his atrium swell to twice its original size.

The music became louder and louder, and finally Harry felt that it seemed to be vibrating in his chest.

At this moment, the top of the nearest stone pillar Suddenly flames erupted from the sky.

A crimson bird suddenly descended from the sky, as big as a crane, and played its strange music on the vaulted ceiling.

It had a shining golden tail, as long as a peacock's tail, and There was a pair of gleaming golden talons, holding a tattered package in its talons.

A second later, the big bird flew straight towards Harry. It threw the tattered thing on its talons at Harry's feet, and then He rested heavily on Harry's shoulder, pressed warmly against Harry's cheek, and looked at Riddle firmly.

"It's a phoenix……"Riddle stared at it equally fiercely.

"That stuff——"Riddle turned his attention to the tattered thing that Fox had just thrown away,"It's the broken sorting hat from the school."

Riddle laughed wildly:"That's what Dumbledore gave to his guardian.! A singing bird and a shabby hat! Harry Potter, do you feel brave? Do you feel safe?"

Harry grabbed the hat and he put it on his head haphazardly.

"Save me - save me——"Harry thought, his eyes pressed tightly beneath the hat,"Please help me."

But the Sorting Hat didn't answer him.

On the contrary, the hat became tighter and tighter, as if an invisible hand was holding it tightly.[]

Rang! Something very hard and heavy fell on the top of Harry's head, almost knocking him unconscious.

He grabbed the top of the hat and tried to take it off, but felt a long, hard thing underneath the hat.

A gleaming silver sword appeared in the hat, with a dazzling egg-sized ruby ​​inlaid on the hilt.

At this moment, Fox suddenly spread its wings and flew. It flapped its wings quickly and hovered above the two of them. Then, something fell on Harry's lap - the diary.

Without thinking or hesitating, Harry grabbed the Sword of Gryffindor and pointed it at the diary.

"Let Ron go! He said loudly,"I know that your identity is hidden in this diary. In this case, if I destroy this diary, you will die, right?" So, if you don’t want to disappear, just let him go."

Bang bang!

After hearing what Harry said, Riddle's applause rang out in the secret room.

"Yes, Harry, you are indeed a very good student, and you have learned my methods so quickly—the despicable methods you call them. That's probably why you use Parseltongue. Look, Harry, you're a lot like me, aren't you? I gotta say, you do fit right in with Slytherin."

Riddle talked him around, but Harry would never forget the business.

"Don't talk about those useless things, Riddle, let Ron go, otherwise you know the consequences!"

He stared closely into the other person's eyes, trying to see something, but there was only indifference in Riddle's eyes.

"Unfortunately, I want to remind you one thing, that is, not all methods can be imitated by you." The translucent wizard showed a sneer."Not everyone can be threatened by you. So, just destroy the diary, Harry. Put your sword in it."

Riddle's reply made Harry's eyes widen.

Why, is this guy so tough? He makes it seem like I am the villain.

"You have to think clearly, the diary is in my hand!"The panicked Harry threatened with a louder voice.

But all he got was louder ridicule.

"Go ahead and stab me. If you stab me in, I'll die. You won't dare, right?"

"Or are you unwilling to murder a strange soul, even if it mutilates your best friend and attacks your classmates?"

Harry's eyes slowly raised, facing Riddle's smiling face.

"Do you think I would hesitate? No, you murderer of Ron!"

Harry's voice was full of hatred. He raised Gryffindor's sword and stabbed it downwards.

With a terrible, prolonged, eardrum-piercing scream, streams of ink surged from the diary. spray outIt flowed down Harry's hands and onto the ground.

Riddle's body twisted and began to blur, but Harry noticed that before he disappeared, there was a look of pleasure on his face.

Harry's wand fell to the ground with a clatter, and everything fell silent except for the sound of ink still dripping from the diary.

Harry wanted to pick up the wand, but as soon as he took one step, he found that his body became inexplicably weak.

Just this step exhausted his physical strength.

At the same time, his spirit also began to weaken.

Haha There was only darkness in front of Lee's eyes.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded in my ears

"Thank you, Harry Potter, for freeing me from my diary once and for all."

In front of him where he couldn't see, Tom Riddle's figure reappeared.

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