The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Harry and Ron stared blankly at Lockhart, who was covered in black smoke and whose eyes were like two big red light bulbs. Although they didn't know what the notebook was, it was obviously not a good thing to see him turn into such a ghost.

"Lockhart, you, is there something wrong with your current state? I mean, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Harry looked at him worriedly, afraid that he would lose his mind, crazy enemies were not easy to deal with.

"Mr. Potter, thank you for your concern, I feel very good now, better than ever!"

Lockhart carefully stuffed the notebook into his pocket, for fear of being taken away by them, this is the key to becoming a great wizard.

"I don't believe it! Professor Lockhart, the clock strikes thirteen, what should you do?"

Ron demanded loudly at Lockhart.

"Weasley! You think I'm a fool? Of course it's going to be repaired. Whose clock will ring thirteen?"

Lockhart looked at Ron angrily. Can such an obvious question stump Lockhart?

"I still don't believe it, Professor Lockhart. In the four corners of your office, there is one cat squatting in each corner. There are four cats in front of each cat. How many cats are there in total in your office?"

Lockhart was taken aback by Ron's question. He put the wand in his right hand under his armpit, lowered his head, and started counting with both hands. His red eyes were even more eye-catching.

Harry and Ron exchanged glances.

"Avada eats a big melon!"

Ron bluffed and yelled, which made Lockhart subconsciously raise his head to be on guard, but what greeted him was a dazzling light!

Harry's silent cast of 'sudden light flash' directly covered his face.

"Ah~ you two hateful scum! Don't talk about wizard dueling etiquette! Armor protection!"

Lockhart screamed and rubbed his eyes, cursed constantly, and added a defense to himself by the way, this time he was careless.

"Fractured!"

Harry casts the Severing Charm in an attempt to break the Ironclad Charm.

"B!"

Ron went around to the back and hit Lockhart's shoe with a fixing spell.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, the two began to use Lockhart as the center and cast the Cutting Curse in a circle, hoping to break his Iron Armor Curse as soon as possible.

Lockhart, who stood in the middle and rubbed his eyes, could only cast the Iron Armor Charm continuously, and there was a beautiful bow tie on his fluffy lavender leather shoes.

He really wanted to cast Listop to break the fixed spell, but the frequent casting of spells by the two made him overwhelmed.

Ron noticed that Lockhart had begun to recover his eyesight, so he gestured to Harry on the opposite side. Every time the two of them walked around in front of Lockhart, there would be a flash of light.

This made Lockhart miserable. As for why Lockhart didn't have sunglasses, the answer was naturally that he didn't want the sunglasses to block his handsome face and charming smile.

Finally, when Lockhart was tired of dealing with the rear curse, Harry, who had circled to the front, shattered his armor curse with a cutting curse and hit Lockhart in the face. The violent impact caused Lockhart to After falling down, his handsome face sprinkled blood into the air.

"Except your weapons!"

Ron seized the opportunity to knock out Lockhart's wand with a Disarming Charm.

"B!"

"B!"

The two continued to cast immobilization spells on Lockhart's clothes.

Lockhart, who is full of etiquette and rules of wizard duels, has never encountered such a style of fighting without martial arts?

"You, you two bastards! Do you only engage in such rogue methods?"

He hissed angrily, and the gorgeous clothes on his body were now his biggest obstacle.

"Dear Professor Lockhart, this is not a wizard duel, we are eradicating the dark wizard Lockhart."

Ron proudly mocked this person who was full of weird ideas.

"Enough! You stupid half-breed! You're insulting my strength!"

A violent voice came from Lockhart's chest, and the black-covered notebook floated up and fell to the ground after emitting a dazzling golden light.

A handsome young wizard with a Slytherin logo on his wizard robes appeared before them.

"Are you Tom Riddle?"

Harry thought back to what Hermione had said earlier, the one who framed Hagrid and reported him.

"The wand is flying!"

Tom Riddle didn't pay attention to Harry, he turned blankly to look at Lockhart who fell on the ground, raised his wand, cast a spell on Lockhart's mouth, and blocked his tongue, and then That's three Cruciatus Curses.

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

Uh!~~~Uh~~Uh! !

Lockhart, who was lying on the ground, shook his limbs violently. His eyes were protruding, and the surface of the upturned eyeballs was covered with bloodshot eyes, and the roots burst.

"Bastard, you don't deserve me to hear your screams! That's not pleasant."

This Lockhart, who had been taught by him for a few months, had learned more than a dozen of his spells, and even his signature spell of eating big melons.

I didn't expect to be beaten by two little wizards so that I could only cast the Iron Armor Curse!He can't afford to lose face.

Tom Riddle breathed a sigh of relief. He cast the Unforgivable Curse three times in a row, and his thoughts were clear. As for why he didn't give him a big melon, it was because he still needed Lockhart's power now. If he died If so, he will also return to the Horcrux.

Seeing Lockhart's miserable state, Harry and Ron gasped, and the pores on their bodies shrank.

This man named Tom Riddle was too ruthless. Looking at the comatose Lockhart, they all knew that this man was useless, and he was also mentally ill even if he was not dead.

Riddle calmly wrote in the air with his wand, and as the orange letters appeared, that was his name.

"I am Tom Riddle, and I am also the Voldemort you are familiar with!"

As Riddle's voice fell, the fonts in the air continued to reorganize, and finally the letters formed Voldemort.

Harry and Ron struggled to move, and they kept backing away. At this time, Voldemort seemed extremely calm, but they could always feel that this man was full of tyrannical aura, and he seemed to be suppressing his anger all the time.

Voldemort walked to the end of the Chamber of Secrets, in front of the huge statue.

"Hiss~ hiss~ hiss~"

With the sound of Voldemort's Parseltongue, the statue's mouth opened, and the huge basilisk came out.

Hearing the sound of snake skin rubbing against the ground, Harry and Ron didn't dare to look. They could only stare at the reflection in the water. When the basilisk got out of the statue, they both ran away. It was Voldemort again. It's from the basilisk, they're just delivering food.

"Harry! What shall we do?"

"My idea is to run first, find a place with many obstacles, and we will take the opportunity to cast a flash of light."

"So what are we going to do with it? I mean we're running out of magic!"

"啾~~~"

Fortunately, they didn't run very far when the phoenix Fawkes flew over. It first dropped a package at Harry, and then flew to catch the basilisk's eyes.

"Dumbledore!"

Voldemort called the old bee's name angrily, and the damned old man came out to destroy his good deeds again.

Harry picked up the package and opened it only to find that it was the Sorting Hat folded up.

He shook his wrinkled hat, and a long sword shining with silver light fell from it. He picked up the long sword and observed it carefully, and found that the ornately decorated sword was not as heavy as he imagined.

"My God, Harry, this is Gryffindor's sword! Look, Godric Gryffindor's name is on it."

Ron pointed to the sword excitedly and told the origin of the sword.

"Avada eats a big melon!"

When he saw the sword, Voldemort could no longer suppress his anger. Although Lockhart was an idiot, as an adult wizard, he had relatively strong magic power, which made his strength continue to rise.

The arm-thick green light shot towards Harry, and Harry, who had reacted, had no time to dodge.

At this moment, a pitch-black and ferocious black claw stretched out quickly, crushing the big melon, or crushing the life-killing curse...