From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts
Chapter 307 The Battle of the Chamber of Secrets
"I'm not bragging, Rozier, I've always been able to confuse people at will." Riddle looked up at the huge statue of Salazar Slytherin and murmured. "So basically, the whole thing
Hogwarts, whether students, professors or even the principal, all have great trust in me and think that I am the genius student that Hogwarts has been waiting for."
Sivan shifted his gaze from the Slytherin statue, frowned slightly, and looked at Riddle's handsome, almost demonic face.
"But I don't understand why you and Dumbledore are the only two people who are wary of me from the beginning to the end?" Riddle's expression twisted for a moment, and he said hatefully. "No matter how I behave,
No matter how gentle and elegant you are, you pretend to be progressive and outstanding, I can feel that you have never let go of that hurtful guard. Never!"
Xiwen was silent for a moment and said softly: "I thought we had always been friends, I was just afraid that you would go astray."
"We were indeed friends once." Riddle pronounced the word "once" very seriously. "It can even be said that you were my only friend for a long time."
"I always thought that Avery and Lestrange, as well as the little wizards of Slytherin, would later become your friends," Sivan said.
"They are not worthy!" Riddle said coldly. "They just succumbed to my strength. I just need a few followers to run errands. Those weak people have never been my friends. Among all my peers, only
You have the right to be my friend!"
Hearing Riddle's words, Xiwen's frown deepened.
"Riddle, making friends is not just based on status and strength. The most important thing between friends is affection." He warned softly. "It is not difficult to make friends for utilitarian purposes, as long as there is mutual exchange of weights.
You can make equal contributions, but I don’t think this kind of friendship will allow you to have real friends.”
"I said, I don't need your preaching, Rozier." Riddle said indifferently.
"Only when all kinds of intentions are eliminated and only deep-soul friendship exists, can it last forever." Xiwen did not stop his preaching this time, but continued. "Such a friendship does not happen for no reason, but
A tacit understanding is gradually cultivated through constant sincere reminders between two people."
"Riddle, it is precisely because of this that I choose to constantly remind you, hoping that you will take the right path."
"I said, stop your preaching!" Riddle said angrily.
"If I don't treat you as a friend, why should I keep reminding you? According to my resources, status and strength, can't I just suppress you until you can't rise? Wouldn't this save the magic world more money?
Is there any future trouble?" Sivan ignored Riddle's anger and kept saying. "The person who wants you to take the right path most is not Dumbledore, but me, Riddle, as a friend!"
Hearing Xiwen's frank words, Riddle's angry expression suddenly softened. But instead of showing understanding and forgiveness, it became like an iceberg, exuding extreme coldness.
"I never feel that I'm on the wrong path, Rozier." He said coldly without any warmth in his emotions. "I don't need you to guide me to the path you chose, let alone your words.
The so-called kind of friend."
"Besides, my name is Voldemort."
The next moment, Riddle suddenly raised the wand in his hand——
"Avada Kedavra!"
A frightening green light shot towards Xiwen's position, it was the death curse that Riddle suddenly cast!
The green beam emitted by his Death Curse is extremely thick and powerful. Compared with the death curses of other dark wizards, which are like welding sparks, Riddle's Death Curse is more like a real millionaire.
Jun Lei, carrying the momentum that seemed to break through the wall of the secret room, swept the entire Black Lake, and attacked Xiwen.
Xiwen sighed softly when he saw this, and also raised his wand.
"As you wish, Voldemort."
Two streaks of blue and yellow lightning rushed toward the terrifying green light in front of them, and collided violently with it.
The three colors of yellow, green, and blue formed the shape of lightning, intertwined together, and merged into a spherical lightning. The center of the lightning seemed to have melted space, turning into an extremely dark black hole.
"Is this the fighting power that can match the great wizard? I think it's nothing more than this!" Riddle shouted enthusiastically. "Show your true strength, Rozier!"
Xiwen's expression did not change at all, he just looked at the crazy Riddle in front of him indifferently.
Of course, his true strength has not yet been revealed. In addition to the half-petrified deputy soul, there is also a soul body from another world that has not moved at all.
Xiven wanted to see how strong and weak he was compared to Riddle when he didn't use the power of his soul body. His bloodline, which had been transformed by the tamed Meredigos blood curse, was different from Riddle's.
What is the gap between this kind of natural great wizard talent?
The attack between the two became more and more intense, and the entire secret room was illuminated by three colors of lightning. Under the shock of its momentum, the thousand-year-old dust covering the outer layer of the statue of Salazar Slytherin was shaken and scattered.
land.
"Rozier, if this is your full strength, then so-called great wizards like Dumbledore and Grindelwald are too weak." Riddle said arrogantly. "I can understand that you are
Do you look down on me?"
He waved his wand vigorously, causing the green light to move closer to the opposite side.
"There is not a moment every day and every night when I am not thinking about this Death Curse, and I have already mastered it to the point of mastery." Riddle said. "And you? Haha, creating your own curse is really what you are best at.
Magic?"
"How are you going to compete with my superb skills with a spell that you are not the best at?"
Xiwen was stunned for a moment. All kinds of spells and spells he had learned, including self-created magic and fusion spells, all appeared in front of him. But when it came to which one he was the best at, he really couldn't figure it out for a while.
.
Could it be that the distance between me and the great wizard is just like Riddle, who is the best at magic?
He thought again about the outstanding wizards he knew. They did all have their own skills, but it didn't seem to be the case.
Great wizards like Dumbledore and Grindelwald have never hesitated to use a variety of magic. In other words, they are extremely good at all kinds of magic and will choose the most suitable fighting method for the moment in battle.
The transformation spell that Dumbledore is best at is not often used in battle; and Grindelwald does not necessarily use the dark magic he is most familiar with in battle; as for Miranda, as a veritable master of spells, she
I also like to draw inferences from other types of magic.
Thinking of this, Xiwen breathed a sigh of relief.
Every wizard is a different individual and should have his own unique magical path. There is no need for him to doubt himself because of Riddle's casual question.
For example, he and Miranda have each changed the future of magic in their own way. Therefore, even in the magic world, talent does not determine everything!
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