Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 178 Secret Room!break!Roaring and fighting (I finished writing [-] today!)
An unremarkable pool was watched by everyone. The pool with the copper faucet seemed to be no different from other pools. The only difference was probably on the faucet. On the side of the faucet, there was a very inconspicuous line carved on it little snake.

"It should be here, come on Harry, say something like open it in Parseltongue."

"Oh, okay, but it seems a bit difficult, I haven't talked to snakes for a long time."

Harry frowned and closed his eyes and tried hard, but failed after several attempts. In the end, Snape shook his wand. Since Harry was a little rusty, it would be better to have a real snake.

A blue-black three-headed snake was summoned by Snape from an unknown corner, and the somewhat bewildered little snake made a hissing sound, surrounded by so many behemoths, this little guy was terrified.

"He was swearing at people, saying how he was here all of a sudden after a good night's sleep."

Harry translated a sentence abruptly, but soon, he realized that now is not the time to show off his skills.
"Open."

A strange hissing sound came from Harry's mouth, and suddenly, a dazzling white light appeared from the faucet, and it began to spin rapidly. Then, the pool also moved, and they watched the pool slowly disappear from sight There, a very thick water pipe was exposed, which could easily accommodate a person to get in.

"If the green light just came out, wouldn't it scare the heir who opened the door for the first time to pee his pants?"

"It would be great if there were some sound effects, for example: Awada gnaws a big melon or something."

The amusing twins instantly dispelled the surprise of everyone present. These two people are obviously very good at destroying the atmosphere. The previous seriousness was torn to pieces in an instant. They have already made up the scene in their brains, which seems to be really interesting.

"Okay, let's start. Fox will go down with us first, and he will watch from below. If the two of us really rush to the street in an instant, at least you can get a warning before the basilisk or something comes out of here."

Ron rubbed Hermione's little head, and Hermione, who was a little worried, said that it was a lie that she didn't worry. She didn't want to wait for only Ron's body in the end, which was a basilisk, and one or two of them had turned Became a wizard who looked like Voldemort.

"I could almost kill an ice dragon if I tried my best, so don't worry, we'll be back soon."

"By the way, Harry, why don't you go for an operation? Or go to St. Mungo's. It's just a little nearsightedness, which can be easily cured. It's not convenient to play golf with glasses, right?"

"Can it still be like this?" Harry, who was taking off his glasses and buckling them on the goggle-like special anti-basilisk goggles, was stunned, "Magic is so convenient. I don't have Muggle money for surgery. Ask Sirius if he can take me there."

"Okay, let's go together when the time comes, Dad must have acquaintances over there."

Ron shrugged, and Ron, who was used to the setting of his old father having acquaintances and friends everywhere, spoke firmly.

After all, the Misuse of Muggle Items is prohibited, but I often meet some Muggles or wizards who have been tricked. Depending on the severity, those people are likely to deal with St. Mungo.

After wearing this eyepiece similar to VR glasses, the field of vision in front of you is completely different.

The dark and steep pipes can clearly see the place covered by darkness, which is no different from night vision goggles, but the full-color eyepiece has many unexpected small functions, it can only be said that it is worthy of Nico Flamel, everything is thoughtful.

"I'll go down first, Harry, hold Fox."

Before Ron stepped into the pothole, Fox flew up from his shoulders and descended lightly along the pipeline. As a person who can ignore the killing eyes of the basilisk, he naturally has an innate advantage. He is Ron's Brother, why don't you take the lead in the charge?
"Well, it seems safer this time."

After waiting for a while, Ron jumped into the pipe after Fox, and the feeling of being in the sewer was honestly not good at all.

It felt like rushing into a dark, sticky, and endless slide. Although it hadn't been used for a long time, there was nothing foul-smelling here, but the touch was still disgusting.

With the ability to see things in the dark, Ron could see many pipes branching out in all directions, but none of those pipes were as thick as this pipe, and a pipe with a diameter of at least two meters could even make people stand up and jump here. jump.

Along this zigzag, twists and turns, and steep slope all the way down, Ron, who always felt that he had been sent to the underground of the Black Lake, had some strange pictures popping up in his mind.

It's similar to spying on murlocs under the water. Those things that seem to have a strong taste are always circling in his mind, which is disgusting, but it makes people can't help but think about it.

Just when this annoying moment was about to be decided, Ron's ass was empty, and he suddenly got out of the pipe and fell to the ground.

The water pipe became horizontal, he emerged from the mouth of the pipe, and then stepped out of two pits on the wet ground, Fox's flame swept over him, completely scorching the dirt on his body, and then landed on him On the shoulder, he rubbed Ron's cheek affectionately.

After a while, Harry also appeared from the tube, but Fox, who was eccentric, didn't burn Harry. The treatment of being burned by the phoenix fire is not something ordinary people can taste.

"Wait here for my good news, Fox."

Ron rubbed Fox's feathers, the phoenix flew up obediently, and then hid somewhere, at least Ron couldn't find him.

"It's really deep in here, Harry, you put on the Invisibility Cloak and we get on broomsticks."

Pointing to the muddy and watery ground ahead, it doesn't feel good to step on it.

Ron and Harry, who cast a Disillusionment Charm on themselves, became two ghosts. They flew slowly and silently, and then looked at the tunnel.

The tunnel like a cemetery was silent, and the narrow road filled with darkness was not short at all. As they continued to move forward, some broken bones appeared sparsely on the ground, and then more and more, almost covering the entire road. layer.

Most of them were rat bones, and many were from crypt goblins. These should be prey eaten by the basilisk when it was young. Although there were no large creatures, it still made people feel a little uncomfortable.

When they turned a corner, a vague outline of a giant appeared in front of them. As they approached cautiously, the giant gradually became clearer.

It stretched from one side of the tunnel to the other, and a green light appeared in their field of vision. As they approached, the giant was finally seen clearly.

This is an extremely large snake slough, with bright green patterns dotted on the snake skin, and it lies coiled on the ground of the tunnel. According to the length of the snake slough, the basilisk is about two inches long. ten feet.

"It should be the snake skin that faded early, and the lower half is useless. The water here has soaked it up. It's a pity, but it's a waste."

Ron folded the snakeskin with two or three strokes of his wand, cutting off the unnecessary parts.

"This basilisk has lived for more than 1000 years. Hehe, it must save a lot of treasures."

"Looks like we have pocket money, Harry, let's go, keep looking."

The two of them continued to move forward silently. The length of the tunnel was not as long as imagined, but it was not short at all. After turning and turning, a solid stone gate blocked their way.

There are two intertwined snakes vividly carved on the door, as if they are planning to hang each other to death. A shining emerald is inlaid in the snake's eye. Although there is no light to make the gem reflect a beautiful halo, The green that appears in the dark gives people a different kind of very stimulating sinister gloom.

"Open."

There was a hissing sound coming from Harry's mouth. The two snakes were so beautifully carved that he could speak in Parseltongue without any assistance, and they looked exactly like the living snakes.

The two snakes separated, and the stone door split open in the middle, and then slowly slid down the sides to make way for the passage.

The inside of the door and the outside of the door are two completely different worlds. This is a dimly lit room. The entry of the two of them did not disturb anyone. The stone gate is silent, and they are also silent.

Many stone pillars engraved with coiled and entangled snakes towered to support the ceiling that melted into the darkness, casting a long and treacherous black shadow on the room filled with green and mysterious shimmering light.

No one knew where the basilisk would come out of. The heart that started beating more powerfully sent oxygen and nutrients to Ron's limbs, and a faint sense of excitement permeated his whole body.

'What a delightful hunt it was. '

Although no sign of the basilisk was seen, at the end of the distance, a sound of 'friendly' and 'friendly' communication became clearer as they approached.

At the far end of the room, a statue as tall as the room itself clings to the darkened wall behind.

It was a gigantic face--an aging, monkey-like face, with a long, sparse beard that hung down its chin almost to the hem of its stony wizard's robes, and two large gray beards. The feet were standing on the smooth floor of the room, and between those two feet, a blond figure lying face down fell to the ground palely, as if he had no breath of life.

Human life does not only refer to breathing. For wizards, magic power is the most important life. If a wizard's magic power is completely drained, no matter how magical the magic is, it will not help.

The heart has been pulled out. As long as a professional therapist can rescue it immediately, it is not difficult to regenerate a heart with magic and medicine. As long as the physical death is timely, magic can even bring the dead back to life.

But that person was almost really cold.

Beside the bloodless Malfoy, a tall black-haired boy stood quietly. He was handsome, handsome, and possessed a wonderful quality. Although he was not as handsome as Cedric in terms of pure handsomeness, he was so handsome. The combination of all kinds of indescribable special temperament makes this boy definitely become a star sought after by everyone.

But the ferocious expression on his face ruined all of this. The 16-year-old Tom Riddle clenched the wand in his hand. He seemed to have absorbed the power of Draco Malfoy in some special way, and even used Some kind of means, he, who was supposed to be just a soul fragment, has the power to touch the real thing.

The wand in his hand could not be faked, he really held it.

On the opposite side of him, a Lockhart who was about the same size as him, but with brilliant blond hair, stood there. The woman's crown on his head made Ron realize instantly!

'It turned out to be this stuff! '

"It's all because this thing was only mentioned at the end, and the Horcrux that was burned casually by Fierce Fire is really the lowest."

But before he could think about anything, the conversation between the two of them attracted all of Ron's attention.

"It seems that I am really naive at the age of 16."

The tone of Lockhart's mouth was completely opposite to what it used to be. Obviously, after wearing the crown and revealing everything about himself without the slightest reservation, Lockhart, who prayed that the crown came to wisdom, had already unknowingly Feeling fallen.

He has become an even better carrier than Quirrell. After all, bending over a brainless person and becoming his brain is much easier and more convenient than growing a face on the back of his head.

"What is Salazar Slytherin's Noble Cause?"

"Expell Muggle-borns, kill Mudbloods and cleanse Hogwarts?"

"Heh~ Hahahahaha!"

"Why did I have such naive ideas at the beginning?"

"It's...incomprehensible, my brother."

"Give up your ridiculous thoughts. When you leave Hogwarts, you will understand what your real dream is."

"Cleaning Hogwarts? Ridiculous."

Although Lockhart's face could not be seen, the contemptuous voice had already interpreted the scene.

"Wizards will be above Muggles! We are the most noble kings in this world!"

"However, the rubbish among wizards still needs to be cleaned up, not just Hogwarts. I will sweep across the wizarding world and completely wipe away those dirty blood from this world."

"Become a part of me, my brother, we don't need to waste any more power, we are one."

Lockhart waved his wand, and a line of gleaming silver letters floated in the air like this:
'Tom Marvolo Riddle' (Tom Marvolo Riddle)

Then the line was brought up to 16-year-old Tom, and reassembled under the wave of his wand:
'I Am Lord Voldermort'
"brother?"

16-year-old Tom snorted coldly, "You are just a Horcrux."

"It seems that my future self has indeed accomplished all of this."

He raised his hand, which was almost the same as that of ordinary people, and stared carefully, and then Lockhart spoke.

"It seems that you just realized, right, 16-year-old me, you are not a so-called memory. After we killed that inferior bastard, we have taken a big step towards immortality."

"You." Lockhart pointed at 16-year-old Tom, "You were the first Horcrux I created, but at the time, I didn't realize it until I made the second Horcrux, It was after the Ravenclaw crown that I realized it."

"It turns out that immortality is not a difficult thing, right?"

A burst of piercing laughter echoed in the Chamber of Secrets. Compared with the 16-year-old Riddle, Voldemort, who had already begun to actively murder and create Horcruxes, seemed to be more off track. The Horcruxes produced are relatively normal, but the inhuman Duanmi can still be seen, especially the one possessed by Lockhart. He has a budding joy and nostalgia for killing and destroying.

"Yeah, it's not a difficult thing." The 16-year-old Tom nodded as it should, "But, I am me, and you are you."

"Although we are one, we are not one. You should know that too, right?"

"You're right, cleaning Hogwarts is naturally not our goal, but compared to you doing it, I think it's better for me."

"Haven't you discovered it yet? In the future, the path you take is not suitable for the current world."

The 16-year-old Horcrux with the most humanity of Tom Riddle has a clear mind. He knew too much from Draco Malfoy, and almost emptied Malfoy's brain. As the son of Death Eaters, Malfoy knew a lot of things that others didn't.

He also knew the rule that the Dark Lord carried out at that time, as well as those foolish methods.

"It's true that I haven't left Hogwarts too much, but it's also because of this! I'm the most sober among us! The most special! And the one who can make it to the end"

"The cost of making a horcrux is more serious than I imagined! But it's okay! I'm still here! Compared with those of you who have gradually walked on that wrong path, I who have not been affected can not step on that path Doomed to be a path that does not conform to reality!"

"Be a part of me, my brother, and occupy a filthy shell, which is the greatest insult to us."

"You have stained the noble! blood of Salazar Slytherin!"

"Why don't you repent and give all your power to me?"

"My. Good. Brother."

"Avada Kedavra!" X2
The two who pulled out their wands in an instant shouted loudly without the slightest hesitation, and the curse with the green light of death burst out, and a deadly threat appeared!

But these two green lights did not intertwine, they collided together, their magic wands pointed in the same direction, and when the green light passed over the shadow, a gust of wind sounded.

"Hey! Your brains can still be used. It's really strange!"

"Tom."

Ron dispelled the illusion spell on his body, and his figure riding a broom appeared in the secret room.

Unlike Harry's invisibility cloak, as long as the invisibility cloak can completely block any prying eyes without making a sound, nothing can discover its existence. This powerful magic item can't even be analyzed by Nicolas May, and it's completely unfamiliar. The manufacturing process that has never been seen before is beyond the scope of Nicolas May's cognition.

It is normal for Ron to be discovered. After all, the Disillusionment Curse and some auxiliary spells are nothing more than Voldemort's keen perception. After all, he is an out-and-out genius no matter what. The same goes for just soul shards.

"You are everywhere, you orangutan."

Almost gnashing his teeth, 16-year-old Tom kept staring at Ron because of this guy!His sacrifice, which could have been completed before Christmas, was delayed until now.

"You really dealt a serious blow to this useless piece of trash. I almost, almost lost his trust."

"Is that a compliment, Tom? I could beat you a hundred times like Draco if I had to."

"You don't have to thank me, I'm happy to help."

From the silver sword in his hand to the two people in front of him who were different in appearance but seemed to have similar temperaments, Tom Riddle let go of the little Jiujiu in his heart at this moment. After all, it was what they should do at this moment to clean up this outsider.

They lost more or less humanity, but that doesn't mean they became fools.

"Actually, I'm curious why you can open the door outside."

"Unless there is someone else here."

However, they couldn't find Harry wearing the invisibility cloak at all, as if there were only three of them here.

"Parseltongue isn't unique to Slytherin, so why shouldn't I too?"

A hiss came from Ron's mouth. Before he came here, he carefully asked Harry a few unfriendly words. Obviously, Ron's language talent seems to be really good, he said It has to look good.

Voldemort, who was blushing suddenly, gritted his teeth and stared, and then the same hiss came out of their mouths.

"Don't talk about snake language, my ancestor is Arthur Pendragon, don't you look at how ugly Slytherin is, people may have evolved from orangutans, but they definitely didn't change from monkeys, Are you going to show me the atavistic transformation as well?"

The eyes of the two Toms became more serious. They had just verified Ron's authenticity with Parseltongue, but the answers they heard did answer their own questions.

"It's really interesting. I didn't expect you to really understand this noble language."

There was a little more seriousness in their eyes, and Ron, he also moved his butt slightly, lest the little snake under his butt was really squashed by him.

Although you can't say any more coquettish words in Parseltongue, if you want to understand Parseltongue, wouldn't riding a snake be the end of the game?
Difficultly spitting out the letter under Ron's crotch, the little snake looked ruined, he really wanted to bite this guy, but the little snake bound by the whole body binding spell couldn't move at all, so it could only be passively held Ride it, and use it as a tool snake.

resist?Which one do you choose, snake soup or translation?The little snake who didn't want to be blamed was naturally well-behaved and obedient.

"By the way, Tom, before we fight, I want to ask a question. Since you asked me just now, it's not too much for me to ask."

"Is it solid here?"

"I mean, here...should be protected by magic, right?"

Faced with this somewhat strange question, the two of them had better choose to answer it. It’s actually not too much to satisfy the wish of the dead before death, right?

Seeing them nodding, Ron was finally relieved.

"Then let's start with the least powerful one, are you ready?"

Before the words fell, a black snake jumped out of the shadows and was cut in two by the silver sword. They would never abide by any duel oath, and they had already organized the attack.

"It's me talking too much nonsense."

Ron raised the wand flatly, and instantly a turbulent wave of magic power poured into the amber wand, and the red hair moved without wind.

"Boom blast!"

An extreme roar reverberated in the secret room that had been silent for thousands of years, and the blasting point created by the excess magic power instantly released jaw-dropping light and heat. The largest fireball squeezed by this space exploded.

The stone pillars were trembling, and the statue was shaking. Facing the impact of the 24-level hurricane, it went upstream. The alchemy shield that was stretched apart separated the impact in front of it. A huge, thick and ugly giant sword swept across. Extending several meters, there was an ear-piercing hum when it scratched on the stone pillar!

"Let me see it, Tom Riddle."

"Huh~"

　[-], today should be the day I update the most.

　　But I don't know if I can maintain today's state tomorrow, but 1 is indispensable.

　　Ah Xi, it’s really hard to imagine, how did you write more than 3 a day? Are they all reincarnations of tentacle monsters?
　　Terrible terrible, really terrible.

　　Slipping away, I will go to see something to change my mind and add some nutrition to tomorrow's update.

　　Just don't hide the tickets, okay~
　　One is not too little, really!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)