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Published at 4th of April 2022 09:49:36 AM


Chapter 648: Riddle's disappearance

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Ron came in from outside the lounge. He glanced in the familiar direction. Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville were all there. He walked over, and Hermione was fiddling with her book of runes, a long string of ancient runes wrapped around her wrist like a pendant.

This string of runes had no practical effect, Hermione just put them together for entertainment.

From time to time, she glanced at the table, watching the other three play wizard cards, the magical little man in front of Harry sitting feebly in the air, and the two warriors staring at them, as if they might pounce at any moment.

Ron was standing by, and Ginny saw him, but she ignored him, urging Harry to play his cards quickly.

Harry was reminded by Hermione anyway, and he turned around and said in surprise, "Ron?" He said in a false tone, "Just show me how to lose this card, I mean...how to play.

"Don't think about cheating," Ginny said fiercely.

Ron hesitated, took a note from his pocket and put it on the table. "Professor Haipu asked me to give it to you, you'd better take a look...

I, I asked for you, there should be no danger. ’

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could Harry be in danger?" Ginny glared at him disapprovingly. .

Harry took the note, glanced at it, and was slightly startled. "What's the professor looking for you, Harry?" Hermione asked, not feeling Ron's attitude right.

"It's nothing, it's about the Patronus.

"Harry gave her the 'I'll talk later, he didn't want Ginny to know.' He put the note in his pocket, "Well thank you, Ron, how about-

"No," said Ron vaguely, "I'm a little tired." He shuffled towards the dormitory, quiet for a few seconds, and then heard Ginny's urging voice behind him, Harry responded and started playing cards, then The little man on his behalf let out a scream and was killed by Ginny and Neville.

The next day, Felix and Dumbledore came to classroom 7 early, and the two worked together to complete the preparations.

Not far below the Ouroboros, there was an area shrouded in magic that looked like a glowing cage, and that was their result.

"It's almost time, I'll go out and have a look." Felix said, and sure enough, he found Harry looking around outside the door. He obviously thought that the professor and the principal would only appear on both sides of the corridor, and he didn't pay attention to the closed one behind him. The door, Harry was surprised when Felix called for him from the inside

"It's your protection.

"Felix said, pointing to the birdcage-like magical building, Harry was standing in it uncomfortable, and he looked up at the arcs of magic power hanging down from above his head, feeling that he and Hedwig were treated the same.

Felix and Dumbledore exchanged glances and began to cast spells.

The huge Ouroboros slowly moved, the mouth of the snake opened wide, and Voldemort appeared. His appearance did not change much, and he was still the evil half-dead.

Two bright lights shot out of Felix's eyes, and Voldemort snapped his scarlet eyes open and shouted in a voice full of hatred, "Felix Happ.

—" Meanwhile, deep in his memory, Riddle felt the world in which he had lived for thirty years beginning to crumble.

"Professor Riddle!" some students shouted in panic.

quiet. ' said Riddle, pretending to be calm, even though he was horrified and his thoughts were half a beat. He raised his head and saw the blue sky from the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom on the fourth floor - Hogwarts Citadel is split in the middle.

In a second, even the sky was split in half, and the scarlet light that penetrated into the cracks, Riddle saw that it was an ugly snake face, and the red light was shooting from this man's eyes. . He also heard an extremely resentful voice, "Felix Hepp!

Who is that? Riddle froze for a moment. Then a huge amount of information poured in, and he knew everything almost instantly.

Himself... just a memory? Riddle thought it was ridiculous.

Harry was so nervous that he almost lost his voice, clenching his fists, not knowing what to do. In his eyes, Professor Hepp just glanced at Voldemort, and then Voldemort woke up from his slumber, and even under the shackles of the Ouroboros Patronus, a powerful evil magic broke out.

The surroundings were corroded and poisoned, and he couldn't see his fingers. It was like late at night when he remembered that Professor Heppe had said that if Voldemort found out, he would not be happy. Now Harry thinks that this sentence is too understated, and Voldemort is going to be mad. Perhaps he had never suffered such a humiliation in his life.

The cages around Harry were the first to light up, followed by the Ouroboros Patronus, Felix and Dumbledore looming in the darkness. Felix spread one hand out, two Horcruxes hanging in the air, Voldemort sensed it immediately, he raised his head sharply, staring at the locket and the golden cup.

"Dumbledore? No, you're Felix Happ." A young voice came out of his mouth, incredulous, but it was quickly covered by a gloomy, hoarse, frantic voice.

"Hip, Dumbledore, don't think about it! I will never do what you want!"

Voldemort is still restricted, but he is not powerless to fight back. For an archmage like him, as long as he is given time, any restriction is perfect, and there is always a way to crack and bypass the restriction. In particular, he also came into contact with some of Riddle's research results on the Patronus, which was a heaven-sent opportunity to escape. For this reason, he even gave up directly destroying the memory that was completely false in his opinion.

"Riddle, now is your only chance."

After Felix finished speaking, he passed on an idea: to seize the power of the Horcrux, with the help of himself and Dumbledore, to reversely fuse Voldemort, and to occupy the magpie's nest. And the knowledge of the Patronus that Riddle's researched over the years was a bait for Voldemort, so that he would not immediately slap down Felix's hand and make a "click, click" sound, and the golden cup was deformed by him. This is pure Physical power does not harm the Horcrux at all, even if it is crushed into powder, it is useless, but his method undoubtedly awakens the sleeping soul fragments inside.

Billows of black smoke emerged from the crevices of the fingertips, condensing into a young, handsome, evil face. It hesitated, with only an almost instinctive consciousness, it felt the body giving it an order to return it to the body.

Voldemort's mouth let out a "ho-ho" howl of pain.

Because Voldemort intends to assimilate the knowledge of the Patronus carried by the new personality, and they are originally one, so Voldemort's deepest secrets are revealed to Riddle without reservation. And twisted and perverted desires for torture and domination.

Riddle was stunned by the evil past of the other self, is this the normal self that developed under the original trajectory?

To some extent, Felix's plan worked.

Under his influence (or intimidation), Riddle never left school for a long time, except for the occasional contrivance he thought was uncontrollably generated by whatever visceral emotion he felt inside.

The black air gushing out of the Hufflepuff cup flew towards Voldemort.

"No, I don't regret it - Dumbledore held the elder wand and chanted complicated spells. Felix also used memory magic to help the weak Riddle. With the combined efforts of the two, Voldemort's will was briefly suppressed. Riddle had the upper hand for the time being, but he wasn't feeling happy.

"Dumbledore, is this all fake?" he asked Felix viciously.

Felix didn't say a word.

"What do I mean to you, a handy tool?" he shouted again, his voice clearer, apparently gaining some power from the horcrux's soul fragments, and the locket horcrux was also affected, A lot of black gas poured out.

Harry fell to the ground without warning, convulsing.

The scar on his forehead was in severe pain, as if some creature in his body came to life and began to stretch his hands and feet, his brain was agitated, the feeling was so painful, Harry tapped the skull hard, he felt the creature To open his skull, billowing black smoke emerged from the scar on his forehead, his nose and mouth.

At this time, the birdcage-like space he was staying in sheltered him, and at the intersection of magic power, a black gemstone ring shone brightly.

"Tell me, Dumbledore!" Riddle's question echoed throughout the room.

"If you must know—" Felix's voice came from the black fog, "You are the most special student I have ever taught, and the warrior I personally trained and pushed to the battlefield. The black fog surging like waves.

Harry couldn't hear their conversation completely, and the soul of the locket first returned to Voldemort's body, but at this moment, Voldemort, who had been suppressed, chose to gamble in desperation.

He wiped out two of his own soul fragments with his own hands.

The black mist pouring from Harry's forehead returned to Harry's body in the blink of an eye, "Kill him if you can, kill that boy!" Hissed Voldemort-like face, "He's the last, the last! Dumbledore, Hep, you have to be ruthless,

Voldemort's counterattack was fast and fierce, and this time was caught off guard~www.novelhall.com~Albus-" Felix said, he opened his mind cabin, this magic is completely useless to Voldemort's soul, but it is not effective for memory. It worked, on the other side Dumbledore manipulated the Ouroboros to swallow Voldemort.

Voldemort roared wildly in the Ouroboros, struggling desperately, but his voice was getting lower and lower, gradually becoming inaudible.

Felix closed his eyes, and in front of him there appeared a large number of stars dragging silver lights, and they converged in one direction. After a while, he stretched out his hand to gather them. When he opened his eyes, he saw Dumbledore watching Harry carefully.

"He's still alive?" Dumbledore asked softly as he checked. He was referring to Riddle.

Felix shook his head.

"Sometimes, we just have no choice," Dumbledore said.

Felix smiled, "Don't console me, I know what I'm doing and I'm ready to face the consequences... How's Harry doing?

"It's good to be young, never worry about lack of courage." Dumbledore said with emotion. Then, he said solemnly, "Not very good, the soul fragment is still there, Voldemort is too decisive, even if he hesitates for a while, he may succeed. The problem now is that the soul is still in an active state and must be dealt with as soon as possible. ...go to the school hospital first.

The old man stared deeply at Harry.

There were still strands of black gas oozing from Harry's forehead, and the lightning-shaped scar was as red as blood.

Dumbledore seemed to be transported back to more than ten years ago, and the scene in front of him overlapped with the memory of Hagrid handing him the swaddling baby.

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