Marvel: I, Hermione, am from Hogwarts!

According to the rules of the martial arts world, the young man began to explain the ins and outs of everything.

Fifty years ago, he was a student at Hogwarts.

After opening the Chamber of Secrets, she was forced to frame Hagrid, which aroused Dumbledore's suspicion.

So he closed the secret room and sealed his memories from when he was sixteen years old in this diary.

All this is so that one day, we can accomplish the great work of Slytherin and purify the bloodline of the wizarding world.

Malfoy, on the other hand, was merely a pathetic wretch who had been bewitched by him, believing himself to be the heir to Slytherin, when in reality he was nothing more than a puppet controlled by him.

He orchestrated opening the secret chamber and releasing the basilisk. Once he absorbed the life force of Malfoy and Ginny, he would gain a physical form and completely break free from the constraints of this diary.

He, Tom Marvolo Riddle, is the great...

Voldemort!

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"Don't even think about it!"

Harry roared, then raised his wand and aimed it at Tom Riddle, who casually flicked it, and a spell struck Harry.

Harry didn't even have time to react before he fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Seeing Harry fall to the ground, Ron was about to help when a beam of red light shot out from behind him.

"Collapse!"

Ron also fell down.

A figure slowly emerged from the shadows.

Chapter 100 Ravenclaw's Crown and Diary

Do you think he believed it?

Tom Riddle looked down at the unconscious Harry, his tone playful, showing none of his earlier exaggerated behavior.

Hermione's lips curled slightly: "Why not believe it? This is the truth... though not the whole truth."

She took an item out of her robe.

A large sapphire was set in the silver crown, emitting a faint glow.

Tom Riddle's pupils suddenly contracted as he clearly sensed the familiar aura emanating from Hermione's hand—a feeling that originated from the same source as his own!

"Ravenclaw's crown".

Hermione toyed with the crown in her hand, her tone flat:

"One of the Horcruxes you will create in the future contains a fragment of your soul, and you will naturally be able to sense it."

She paused and continued:

“Ginny Weasley didn’t tell you this because she had no idea it existed. In fact, even now, not many people know that you have more than one Horcrux.”

A complex expression flashed across Tom Riddle's face, but more than that, it was one of understanding.

He understands his future self, and given his personality and ambition, it's entirely expected that he would create multiple Horcruxes to ensure his immortality.

"What are you going to do?" Tom frowned slightly.

"Make an alternative."

As Hermione spoke, she pulled out an ordinary black notebook.

She placed the crown and the black notebook side by side, gently running her hands over both items.

The Ravenclaw tiara suddenly shone brightly, and a black mist surged from it, accompanied by a painful roar, slowly pouring into the black notebook.

At the same time, the crown's brilliance gradually dimmed, eventually turning into an ordinary silver ornament.

The black notebook's cover began to show the same pattern as the diary.

A moment later, two identical diaries lay quietly in Hermione's hands.

The whole process was mysterious and bizarre.

Tom Riddle took the new diary and examined it carefully.

He was certain that both diaries were Horcruxes, and that they were his own Horcruxes!

"This...this is also a Horcrux?"

He couldn't help but ask Hermione for confirmation, his face filled with disbelief.

“Of course.” Hermione’s mind raced, and the old diary vanished. “It was made from fragments of your soul, so it’s normal that you can’t tell the difference.”

"You... how did you do that?" Tom asked, utterly shocked. "I've never heard of anyone being able to transfer the soul within a Horcrux..."

This method was beyond his comprehension.

Hermione didn't answer, she just smiled faintly.

"Okay, let's continue."

"The preparations are complete," Hermione said to Tom.

Tom nodded.

The enormous stone statue's head slowly opened as he spoke in serpentine language.

hissing...

A chilling sound came from inside.

Immediately afterwards, a colossal creature slowly crawled out of the darkness.

That's a snake.

A giant snake that was bigger than anyone could imagine!

A terrifying creature kept by Salazar Slytherin himself, the most dangerous being in the Chamber of Secrets.

"This is the basilisk," Tom said smugly, looking at the enormous creature before him.

“Anyone who is directly looked at by it will die instantly, while those who see it indirectly through reflection or other means will be petrified.” Tom turned to Hermione. “However, these shouldn’t be a problem for you.”

Hermione nodded slightly.

Tom had already told her how to avoid the basilisk's gaze earlier.

Otherwise, according to the setting of the secret room, the first person to die should be the successor who opens the secret room.

After all, who could have imagined that after opening the secret room, they would be met with the death stare of a basilisk?

hissing...

The basilisk suddenly roared, its massive head turning towards Hermione, its golden eyes filled with hostility.

"Looks like it doesn't really like you," Tom chuckled.

“After all, it’s a pet kept by Slytherin himself, so it’s understandable that it would have some ‘prejudice’ against Muggle blood,” Hermione said calmly.

She looked at the serpent monster in front of her.

“In that case, to make this scene more realistic…” Hermione said slowly, “we’ll just have to make do with it for now.”

Hermione decided to just kill it.

We can always train another one later.

Tom paused for a moment, then realized what Hermione meant.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

But then he thought about it again, and realized that this was the Hermione he knew.

He said he didn't care about Hermione's decision.

It was just a snake monster anyway; if it's gone, it's gone.

The basilisk looked at Hermione restlessly, seemingly eager to pounce. If Tom hadn't been holding it back, it probably would have already attacked.

Hermione waved her hand, and a cat suddenly appeared on her shoulder.

"This is...a cat?"

Tom Riddle looked at the orange creature on Hermione's shoulder with some confusion.

It has a fluffy body and a pair of adorable big eyes.

It looks like just an ordinary house cat.

“Gus,” Hermione introduced simply, then placed Gus on the ground and gently tapped its head with her finger.

A faint light flashed, instantly granting it a spell that made it immune to the basilisk's gaze.

"Go, Gus!"

"A cat?" Tom Riddell was still somewhat incredulous. "You're using it to fight the basilisk?"

"Just watch and see," Hermione said without adding anything more.

hissing...