DNF Meets Harry Potter

"It's really the same person. You said that. Your Lord Voldemort also told me last year." Carl smiled, with a sardonic expression on his face, "But do you know how miserable he was beaten by me?" Even if he had burnt down Qiluo’s vitality, he would eventually make a difference. He watched the grotesque body turned into ashes in my hands, and he himself fumbled furiously, afraid of falling. In my hand..."

"He's a fool, he doesn't deserve the title of Dark Lord at all!" Tom Riddle puckered his lips as if he didn't get angry at all, "I can't even beat a baby, I got this news from you at first When I was almost... Sure enough, weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is.

　　 I won’t be surprised if he fought against you. After all, you are much smarter and more cunning than him. Even I almost fell in your hands..."

"Huh, that's the legendary I'm so ruthless that I even scold myself? Tom, you're such an interesting person..." Carl couldn't help but surprise Tom's remarks. The 16-year-old Voldemort IQ seems to be online, "But I still want to thank you for your praise..."

　　 "It doesn't have to be that way, you deserve such a high rating from me..." Tom Riddle looked at Carl with admiration. He hadn't encountered such a good opponent in a long time. He paused, then went on to say:

　　 "You are much stronger than the professor of the dark magic defense technique whose IQ is not much higher than the monster.

　　 arrogance, arrogance, hypocrisy, greed, arrogance, cowardice, stupidity... almost all of the bad qualities of humans can be found in him. All the ideas are written on the face, and I have no reservations about it.

　　 doesn't need the aid of black magic, as long as I use language to guide a little, he will do exactly what I said...

　　In spite of this, his identity and persona really provided me a lot of help...

　　 Those childish and fanatical little boys and girls admired me stupidly, no matter what I said, they were willing to believe, and were willing to make up for their brains for some reason that I felt inexplicable.

　　Oh, my best friend Tom Riddle, wonderful, really wonderful..."

　　 Tom Riddle even wore a bad smile on his face, and like a few treasures, he said what happened.

　　 "It's not bad, it's a perfect plan, you know I don't usually go to Lockhart's class, so I do this kind of action under my nose without fear of being discovered by me..."

　　Carl put his wand close to him and couldn't help applauding him.

　　 "Look at the little wizards who are lying in the school hospital without knowing their lives, they paid a price for their stupidity.

　　 So I always think that Slytherin built this secret room thousands of years ago is a very wise choice. Those Muggle-born children are not qualified to learn magic, and their value can only be ruled by us!

　　 Now I remember that I was too kind 50 years ago, and only killed one person. Hogwarts has long needed a major cleanup, and noble wizards like you and me with lofty bloodlines are qualified to control and inherit the mysteries of magic! "

　　 Tom Riddle's magnificent crown on the head radiated more light, with a fanatical smile on his face, trying to make Karl identify with himself.

　　 "What about you? Don't forget that your father is an exact Muggle...

　　 So, why does your majesty rebel? "

　　Karl turned his wand in his hand and shook his head gently. What are the foxes who have been here for thousands of years?

　　After hearing this sentence, Tom Riddle seemed to be stabbed in the pain, and his face instantly became somber.

　　 "Since this is the case, there is no need to talk about it?!" Tom Riddle said grimly.

　　 "We are already in an endless situation, aren't we?"

　　 Carl raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

　　 "Very good, very good! Your body has been greedy for a long time..."

　　 Tom Riddle murmured almost paranoidly.

　　 The two also got closer and closer in this conversation. The magic of the language could no longer affect each other, and the wand was tightly prepared to start at any time.

　　The narrow aisle of the secret room, with water on both sides, is like a ring built on the duel class that day...

　　 "Come on, bow!

　　 Today, either I am dead or you are dead! "

　　 There was only five meters between them, Tom Riddle suddenly said.

　　 "Are you still following the rules of pure blood? Interesting..."

Carl suddenly laughed, he remembered that Voldemort had been resurrected in the original space-time top three competition. He wanted to find Harry in a formal duel as soon as possible. Harry did not want to force the other party to complete the ceremony, and ordered the Death Eaters. We are not allowed to interfere. It now appears that Tom Riddle, who is one with him, also has a similar idea.

　　By bowing before life and death, although Karl felt ridiculous, he still met his request~www.readwn.com~After all, in his view, this was Tom's last dying struggle. As his best friend, he should have fulfilled his last wish on his occasion of surviving and then send him away safely...

　　The two put their wands on their chests, bowed solemnly, and then turned around. Almost at the same moment, God turned back together synchronously.

　　 "The Skull of Oblivion!"

　　Harry's holly wand was almost completely controlled by Tom Riddle at the moment, and he pronounced the spell hoarsely. An inky black spot lighted up from the tip of the stick, followed by an endless flow of black gas, and gathered at a very fast speed into a huge head that looked extremely painful, screaming and rushing towards it like a howl Carl, passing through the air with black air.

"Tom, believe me. If Harry knew that you used his magic wand to play this kind of magic, he would definitely want to kill you!" Carl said solemnly, and then withdrew his magic wand backhand, this level of combat. The wand is too restrictive of his operation.

　　 "Dimensional ion beam!"

　　 The huge purple beam, bursting with endless dimensional glory, collided with the head of the vicious evil spirit summoned by Tom. A huge explosion sounded in the secret room that had been silent for thousands of years. The flat obsidian floor tiles were lifted by the aftermath of the explosion. A large piece fell into the pool on both sides, and a large splash of water appeared.

The huge impact of the explosion was blocked and annihilated by the radiance of the dimension beside him, and Tom Riddle was also unmoved. He still stood steadily, and the green Slytherin robe did not even appear. A wrinkle...