Hogwarts: Hermione and I switched identities!

Tom nodded.

This was entirely expected.

The moment the basilisk submitted, Tom felt his teacher's gaze. Without a doubt, it was the witch who had intervened.

"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible! The Basilisk is loyal, he is evil, he would never show loyalty to someone like you, he would never betray me!" Voldemort roared desperately.

He waved his wand forcefully, and beams of green light shot towards Tom.

"Avada Kedavra—"

"Avada Kedavra—"

"Avada Kedavra—"

The magic was used three times in a row, but the result was the same each time.

When Avada Kedavra reached Tom, he was immediately cleaved into pieces by the sword in the stone, leaving not even a trace.

Voldemort gasped for breath, and in that moment, he understood the difference between himself and Tom.

How could an 18-year-old like myself be no match for Tom, a second-grader?

Voldemort slowly clenched his fist. He could hardly believe it, but the facts were right in front of him. Whether he believed it or not, he had to believe it!

"You can't do that, you'll regret it."

"I am Voldemort, I am the Dark Lord of this world!" He stepped back, raising his wand to threaten Tom, even though Voldemort knew that his current threat would have no effect on Tom.

"If you try to destroy me, all the Death Eaters will attack you!"

"Voldemort, do you really think your Death Eaters are loyal?"

Back then, you were renowned, and everyone knew you were the most powerful dark wizard, so your Death Eaters obeyed you without question.

But think about it, since your death, which Death Eater has remained loyal to you, and which one still cherishes the memory of your resurrection?

Tom sneered, "Perhaps I should teach you how to use Avada Kedavra."

With that, Tom held the sword in the stone up in front of him: "You taught me this, Voldemort."

Tom opened his mouth and spoke, word by word.

His voice grew long and drawn out, carrying a mysterious air and a strong sense of death.

"Avada Kedavra—"

Chapter 146 Tom's Strength

Avada Kedavra?

To use Avada Kedavra? In whose presence, and on whom?

Voldemort took it as a joke and found it amusing.

When did Tom find him? How much time has passed since then?

You mean a second-year student who has been studying for less than two months is going to use Avada Kedavra on me right in front of me, using the magic I'm best at?

And he even said... he would teach me how to use it?

Voldemort truly found it laughable.

Do you really think Avada Kedavra is such a simple spell? Do you really think you have the ability to learn such profound magic?

Who do you think you are? Merlin's personal disciple?

Even if Merlin himself came here, let alone you, he wouldn't be able to learn Avada Kedavra in such a short time!

Voldemort chuckled coldly, completely disregarding Tom.

In Voldemort's eyes, the main reason Tom was able to survive his Avada Kedavra curse was because of the strange longsword in his hand.

The longsword, which even Tom himself didn't know where he got it from, possessed an incredibly strange magic.

If I could get my hands on Tom's longsword, I might not be afraid of anyone after I'm resurrected.

At that time, not only Dumbledore, but even if all the wizards in the wizarding world attacked him at the same time, he would not be afraid of them.

The benefits a powerful wand can provide to a wizard are indescribable.

Voldemort could only say that putting that longsword in Tom's hands was the greatest waste.

We must find a way to get that thing over there, no matter what.

Thinking this to himself, Tom on the other side had already used Avada Kedavra, and a dense green light instantly filled Voldemort's pupils.

Before he could react, the curse of Avada Kedavra landed on his shoulder.

"Bang—" Voldemort blinked and subconsciously looked at his arm.

what's the situation?

Voldemort extended his left hand and placed it against the base of his right hand.

There, flesh and blood were mangled.

Before he could even react, he was hit by Tom's Avada Kedavra.

Voldemort gasped.

No one had ever told him that Tom's Avada Kedavra was that powerful.

Didn't Tom keep saying in his diary that he didn't have time to practice Avada Kedavra?

You call this not having time to practice?

If you really don't have time to practice, how can you have such a high level of proficiency?

It could even hurt yourself!

Instinctively, Voldemort took a step back; he knew he had underestimated Tom.

Voldemort could only be thankful that what appeared before them was not a physical entity, but a ghost.

If his own corpse were to appear before Tom and be struck by his Avada Kedavra, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to survive that blow.

But as long as it's a ghost... he can regenerate on the spot!

After a moment, Voldemort suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Why hasn't my arm regenerated?

It's just a Horcrux, a ghost form, so magic shouldn't be able to harm it, not even Avada Kedavra!

However, his arm did not regenerate, and not only that, he could feel pain coming from the base of his arm!

What secret does that weapon hold?

Tom's longsword was even capable of destroying Horcruxes!

At this moment, Voldemort was truly afraid.

He lunged forward, trying to pick up the notebook Tom had thrown on the ground, since that notebook was his real body.

Tom, of course, wouldn't let Voldemort take the notebook away so easily, and immediately used Avada Kedavra again, striking Voldemort's only remaining left arm.

Another flash of green light, and Voldemort's left arm turned to dust in an instant.

At the same time, the basilisk following behind Tom also suddenly realized what was happening and began to follow its new master.

The basilisk opened its mouth wide and used its sharp teeth to bite at the notebook on the ground.

"No! You can't do this! You're the basilisk I keep! You should listen to me, not this bastard!" Voldemort roared at the basilisk, his eyes devoid of any hope.

He knew that if the basilisk bit him, he would surely die, with no chance of survival.

The ghostly light slowly faded in the air, turning into dust particles that dissipated before Tom's eyes.

Voldemort, hailed as the most terrifying dark wizard and the most powerful dark wizard in the entire wizarding world, vanished just like that.

This is the second time Tom has defeated Voldemort.

……

Hogsmeade Village, the Screaming Shack.

The noseless old monster slumped in a chair.

A Death Eater was supporting him from behind, so he wasn't left without anyone to take care of him.

But the more this is the case, the more this noseless old monster seems like a lonely old man.

The old man's eyebrows twitched suddenly. He instinctively tried to stand up, but the weakness in his legs pushed the noseless monster back to his original position.

"Master, what happened?" Behind the noseless old monster, the Death Eater noticed his master's strange behavior and asked.

“Destroyed…” Voldemort muttered, staring in disbelief into the distance, in the direction of Hogwarts.

"Destroyed? Master, what did you say? Destroyed."

Voldemort glared angrily at the Death Eaters behind him: "A bunch of useless idiots. Didn't I say I was going to hand over my Horcrux and that notebook to Ginny?"

Why is my Horcrux destroyed now?! Did you give the notebook to Ginny, or to someone else?

Voldemort looked behind him at the two Death Eaters.

He couldn't even remember the names of the two Death Eaters.

Voldemort originally intended to entrust this task to Lucius, but it seems that Lucius was too busy and was unable to help Voldemort.

Voldemort gritted his teeth and slammed his fist down on the heads of the two people behind him.

"A bunch of good-for-nothings! They can't even do this simple thing right!"

“Master…” The two Death Eaters behind him were somewhat surprised. “We swear, Master, we must have personally handed your notebook to Ginny.”

"Then why wasn't the Basilisk released?" Voldemort gritted his teeth. "If Ginny really got the notebook and made decisions based on what was written in it..."

He will definitely kill all the roosters in Hogwarts and release the basilisk.

Even if the basilisk didn't manage to kill Dumbledore, it would still cause immense panic at Hogwarts.

"No, Master, according to our investigation, the basilisk has been released from Hogwarts, but..."

Voldemort glared at the Death Eater and pressed, "But what?"