Chapter 279 Temporary Escape
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 279 Temporary Escape
"Who are you?"
McGuffin asked pretendingly.
He didn't know what Tom Riddle knew to get his attention.
Is it about the world tree?I still want to treat myself as a backup possession like Voldemort's body last semester... In short, I can't believe this guy's words at all.
But right now it's best to stall for as long as possible and get Ron out, Hermione said.
"Stop pretending! McGuffin Albert! You know who I am... According to your ability, now you escaped from that idiot Les Finley alive, you probably already know my identity!"
"Choose! Do you want cheap friendship, or allegiance to the world's greatest wizard, Voldemort..."
Tom Riddle sneered.
"I……"
The basilisk straightened up, shaking its head, eager to try.
Looking up at Riddle above, the MacGuffin swung his wand in a split second—turning a corpse thigh at his feet into a rooster.
It whistled loudly.
--oh!
The basilisk suddenly shrank its head and curled up into a ball...but instead of fleeing like last time, it opened its mouth wide and neighed.
The long neck stood up straight like an iron rod, and rushed over again in an instant.
Swallow the cock in one gulp.
After that, two chicken feathers spewed out, wobbled in the air and fell down, returning to some mucus-filled pieces of clothes.
And there was a fierce hissing sound.
Even without listening carefully in Parseltongue, the MacGuffin could sense the basilisk's anger.
"Ha! Looks like you already have a choice... As for the transformed rooster, after what happened last time, do you think the great Voldemort will make a second mistake?"
"Fake, it's fake! Unless you can find a real cock now, you'd better play with Harry and my little pet!"
Voldemort tapped his palm with his wand and said proudly.
"Kill them, don't eat that little wizard from before! You can deal with the rest! (Hiss)" Voldemort hissed.
McGuffin pulled Harry to dodge a few more bite attacks from the basilisk.
(This old man wants to be a hero, and wants to charge up with a sword...Harry really thinks he is a big jerk, what kind of deep blue, smart brain chip does it have? McGuffin naturally stopped this extremely stupid behavior.)
— Gan!
It is also the inheritance of the Big Four. What Slytherin left behind was the basilisk, and what was left behind was something that could alienate Les Finley into that... Why is it that Gryffindor only has this useless long sword.
McGuffin grumbled.
In fact, he knew early on that there was only one way in front of him, to get that Horcrux (notebook).
In order to find a way of life.
So McGuffin deliberately led the basilisk and Harry to the Rafflesia lying on the wall.
Opportunity will come soon.
The basilisk knocked Rafflesia off the wall with its tail.
Upon seeing this, McGuffin rushed over immediately.
"Kill him, kill him! (hiss)" Voldemort yelled the order in Parseltongue.
McGuffin sprayed out raging flames with his wand, drove away the vines in front of the Rafflesia flower, and then immediately retracted his hands and rolled away with his notebook in his robe.
At the time of the notebook, like Harry, McGuffin saw at a glance what was the thing that was originally contained in the bottle?
It was the magically mutated polymer made by Ron (that is, the mutated seed of Rafflesia flower), and the half of the two broken wands that were entangled together.
He immediately remembered what Les Finley had said about Voldemort asking him to raid Snape's office.
Although he didn't know what Voldemort was holding the thing for, but based on the principle of not leaving a bullet to the enemy, he put it in his arms
"McGuffin?"
Harry yelled that he didn't understand what the hell the McGuffin was doing! ... The basilisk was right behind him, opening its mouth wide, and it was about to bite him in half with one bite.
Even if he rushes over now, it won't help.
When Harry closed his eyes and couldn't bear to watch the next scene.
"Voldemort...if you don't want your Horcruxes to be damaged by basilisk venom, stop that thing immediately!"
Suddenly Harry heard McGuffin speaking in Parseltongue.
He opened his eyes and saw that McGuffin had turned and held the old notebook in front of him, threatening Voldemort.
Harry suddenly felt that this scene seemed a bit familiar.
It always felt as if they were the villains in the story.
But to Harry's surprise, Voldemort actually used Parseltongue to stop the Basilisk's further attack, allowing the Basilisk to move its fangs away from the McGuffin.
"you……"
"It looks like that idiot Les Finley guessed a lot of things, and told you."
Voldemort naturally made up his mind and put it on Les Finley's head. He naturally thought that a young wizard didn't have the knowledge to recognize Horcruxes even though he was talented.
It could only be that his 'partner' Les Finley told the little wizard some things, so he let the little wizard know all this and got the Horcrux to threaten him.
"What do you want to do? Do you want to use the Horcrux in your hand to threaten me to let you go, you are wrong!"
"Voldemort is not threatened... Even if the real basilisk cannot deal with you, I can easily attack you... After all, Horcruxes are not easily destroyed. If you don't believe me, you can try your magic flame? (Hiss)" Voldemort said coldly in snake language.
"Harry, come here, hurry up!"
McGuffin shouted to the bewildered Harry.
When Harry passed by, McGuffin quickly snatched the silver long sword into his hand, and wrote in his notebook...
Harry looked at Voldemort. There was a red light in his eyes, a dangerous look, and there was a kind of greed in the rigid expression.
"That's the Gryffindor sword...how did I forget?"
Voldemort muttered to himself.
"I got a piece of news from Les Finley. This silver sword is said to be able to cut off most black magic items, and can restrain and resist most black magic... I don't know if this notebook is the same..."
McGuffin raised his sword and was about to stab it.
"What do you want? (hiss)" said Voldemort.
He stepped in the air, slowly floated down, stood beside the basilisk, and asked again in Parseltongue.
"What do you want? Don't tell me to let you go. I'm afraid you won't believe it, will you?"
"You see we have encountered a problem now? If you destroy the Horcrux... then my little pet will lose control and tear you into pieces... But if you give me that notebook, I'm afraid I won't let you go..."
"There are only three roads before you. If I were you, I would choose the first one... I beg the great Lord Voldemort to give you a painless death. I forgive you very magnanimously, and I will consider granting your last request as appropriate."
"Or you can directly try to destroy the Horcrux...or challenge me head-on, maybe another miracle will come and save you."
Voldemort looked at the two with a strange expression, but most of his eyes were on the long sword in McGuffin's hand.
"You let Ron and Hermione go first." Harry stood up and shouted.
Voldemort didn't hesitate much, but quickly waved his wand to lift the curse on the two of them.
"Run!" cried the MacGuffin.
"Can!"
"Harry and I have our own way!"
Ron wanted to say something more, but Hermione pulled him away from the tunnel entrance over there.
After all the bad things the MacGuffin had done, Hermione believed in the McGuffin's ability to mess everything up.
As Harry and McGuffin watched Ron and Hermione nervously, Voldemort cast a spell instantly.
"Except your weapons!"
A red light emanated from his wand,
Hitting McGuffin, the notebook and long sword in his hand flew out of his hand and flew to both sides.
McGuffin fell heavily to the ground, his head was covered, and it took him a long time to recover.
"Quick, Harry! Quick!" he cried hastily.
Harry hesitated for a moment, although he didn't know what a Horcrux was, but from McGuffin's conversation just now... he felt that the notebook was more important to Voldemort.
Immediately rushed over to pick it up.
But Voldemort didn't pay attention to the notebook. Instead, he walked to the other side and picked up the silver sword.
His eyes glowed red, and the knuckles on the hilt of his sword turned white.
Seeing Harry so nervous about that notebook.
Voldemort sneered.
Without the basilisk venom and the long sword, the two little wizards had no way of damaging the notebook (Horcrux).
Harry, the idiot just doesn't get it.
——However, these two men dared to threaten the great Voldemort, they must be taught a lesson, let them fall into despair, and understand that their efforts are futile.
After a little thought.
Voldemort waved his wand, and the corpses and skeletons rustled on the ground like spiders, twisting their bodies and crawling forward quickly, chasing after Ron, Hermione and the others through the tunnel.
"Go, kill them! (hiss) Don't bite... use your tail, use your body to crush every bone of them! (hiss-hiss)"
Voldemort then spoke to the basilisk.
"Run, Harry, run!"
McGuffin urged, Harry, who was staring straight at the silver sword, as if he regretted dropping it.
They ran, avoiding the basilisk.
At the same time, Voldemort's attention was not on them. It seemed to him that the two young wizards were dead.
For him... Gryffindor's long sword is soaked in a certain part of the history of Hogwarts, and it is Godric Gryffindor's most famous symbol, which is particularly attractive to him.
Especially the items handed down from the Big Four of the other three colleges have fallen into his hands... There is only one left!
However, now he is also his own.
Voldemort held his wand and lightly touched the gleaming silver sword, admiring again and again, all his attention was on it.
While escaping around the wall,
McGuffin pulled Harry closer to the Rafflesia flower again.
Although he didn't know what it was, it was definitely not a good thing.
Those weird vines under the Rafflesia flower kept regenerating, spreading and chasing them, growing and wriggling on the ground, extremely fast.
He wanted to buy time for the basilisk that rushed over.
He must teach this thing a lesson, or kill it directly.
Otherwise, this thing will definitely cause me a lot of trouble.
"Jump!"
He instantly cast the [Levitation Curse] on the two of them, and with a huge jump... rushed into a tunnel entrance.
The vines are still spreading and looking for it.
"Go wild!"
After McGuffin cursed in Chinese, he sprayed out a flame with his wand, forcing the vines back.
(Maybe it's an illusion, McGuffin always felt that the vines of Rafflesia were not very afraid of the flames he displayed, but more like a stress response. When the flames burned past, this thing retracted the vines)
Afterwards, he used [Levitation Curse] and [Movement Curse] to roll up the Rafflesia flower and throw it at the basilisk.
Finally, McGuffin took out the two things that were in his pocket earlier.
——Ron took out the mutant magic polymer,
(Now McGuffin understands that this thing is something after some kind of magical alienation, it should be very dangerous)
——and the broken magic wand (although I don’t know what it’s for?), but he still smashed it hard to the ground, smashing the bottle by the way, stimulating the alienated seed with magic power (Professor Sprout sealed the alienated magic power in the Rafflesia seed)
Although I don't know if it will work...but I hope it can delay a little longer.
Then he hurried off with Harry, getting away from here as quickly as possible.
They could hear the basilisk neighing and Voldemort roaring in exasperation.
"McGuffin Albert!"
Chilling voices echoed layer upon layer in the tunnel.
The tunnel is dark and long, twists and turns, and the passages, bends, and bifurcations are constantly staggered and converged.
Good news there are too many tunnels, too many passages for them to get rid of the basilisk.
The bad news is that they don't know where they are.
Finally, the two stopped.
Harry and McGuffin were silent with each other, and only their breathing continued to ring out in the silence.
The two hope to get rid of the basilisk and Voldemort, and hope to meet Ron and Hermione.
Harry gasped.
"I don't know how Ron, Hermione are doing?"
He was a little worried.
"Let's worry about ourselves first! Then the last one, I guess Voldemort was offended!"
"Okay, let's go first! Go back to the [Snake Road] first... hurry back to the entrance, go back to the school... find his professor, dozens of wizards come... I don't believe that Voldemort can really match the big snake!"
McGuffin complained.
"what?"
"It's okay, let's go quickly! Come on!"
McGuffin led Harry forward.
Harry's mind was full of questions now.
—Want to ask McGuffin how he got there?What does the Horcrux he said mean?And what does the notebook in his arms mean to Voldemort... and to Les Finley?lockhart...
What the hell is going on in all this?
Question marks kept popping up in Harry's mind, but he also knew that there was no time now, so he could only hold back the curiosity in his heart and kept walking behind McGuffin.
only--
Watching McGuffin leading the way confidently.
Doubts arose in Harry's mind, and he felt more and more wrong.
It's been so long, why are you still circling here?
—Does this guy really know where the way is?
(End of this chapter)
"Who are you?"
McGuffin asked pretendingly.
He didn't know what Tom Riddle knew to get his attention.
Is it about the world tree?I still want to treat myself as a backup possession like Voldemort's body last semester... In short, I can't believe this guy's words at all.
But right now it's best to stall for as long as possible and get Ron out, Hermione said.
"Stop pretending! McGuffin Albert! You know who I am... According to your ability, now you escaped from that idiot Les Finley alive, you probably already know my identity!"
"Choose! Do you want cheap friendship, or allegiance to the world's greatest wizard, Voldemort..."
Tom Riddle sneered.
"I……"
The basilisk straightened up, shaking its head, eager to try.
Looking up at Riddle above, the MacGuffin swung his wand in a split second—turning a corpse thigh at his feet into a rooster.
It whistled loudly.
--oh!
The basilisk suddenly shrank its head and curled up into a ball...but instead of fleeing like last time, it opened its mouth wide and neighed.
The long neck stood up straight like an iron rod, and rushed over again in an instant.
Swallow the cock in one gulp.
After that, two chicken feathers spewed out, wobbled in the air and fell down, returning to some mucus-filled pieces of clothes.
And there was a fierce hissing sound.
Even without listening carefully in Parseltongue, the MacGuffin could sense the basilisk's anger.
"Ha! Looks like you already have a choice... As for the transformed rooster, after what happened last time, do you think the great Voldemort will make a second mistake?"
"Fake, it's fake! Unless you can find a real cock now, you'd better play with Harry and my little pet!"
Voldemort tapped his palm with his wand and said proudly.
"Kill them, don't eat that little wizard from before! You can deal with the rest! (Hiss)" Voldemort hissed.
McGuffin pulled Harry to dodge a few more bite attacks from the basilisk.
(This old man wants to be a hero, and wants to charge up with a sword...Harry really thinks he is a big jerk, what kind of deep blue, smart brain chip does it have? McGuffin naturally stopped this extremely stupid behavior.)
— Gan!
It is also the inheritance of the Big Four. What Slytherin left behind was the basilisk, and what was left behind was something that could alienate Les Finley into that... Why is it that Gryffindor only has this useless long sword.
McGuffin grumbled.
In fact, he knew early on that there was only one way in front of him, to get that Horcrux (notebook).
In order to find a way of life.
So McGuffin deliberately led the basilisk and Harry to the Rafflesia lying on the wall.
Opportunity will come soon.
The basilisk knocked Rafflesia off the wall with its tail.
Upon seeing this, McGuffin rushed over immediately.
"Kill him, kill him! (hiss)" Voldemort yelled the order in Parseltongue.
McGuffin sprayed out raging flames with his wand, drove away the vines in front of the Rafflesia flower, and then immediately retracted his hands and rolled away with his notebook in his robe.
At the time of the notebook, like Harry, McGuffin saw at a glance what was the thing that was originally contained in the bottle?
It was the magically mutated polymer made by Ron (that is, the mutated seed of Rafflesia flower), and the half of the two broken wands that were entangled together.
He immediately remembered what Les Finley had said about Voldemort asking him to raid Snape's office.
Although he didn't know what Voldemort was holding the thing for, but based on the principle of not leaving a bullet to the enemy, he put it in his arms
"McGuffin?"
Harry yelled that he didn't understand what the hell the McGuffin was doing! ... The basilisk was right behind him, opening its mouth wide, and it was about to bite him in half with one bite.
Even if he rushes over now, it won't help.
When Harry closed his eyes and couldn't bear to watch the next scene.
"Voldemort...if you don't want your Horcruxes to be damaged by basilisk venom, stop that thing immediately!"
Suddenly Harry heard McGuffin speaking in Parseltongue.
He opened his eyes and saw that McGuffin had turned and held the old notebook in front of him, threatening Voldemort.
Harry suddenly felt that this scene seemed a bit familiar.
It always felt as if they were the villains in the story.
But to Harry's surprise, Voldemort actually used Parseltongue to stop the Basilisk's further attack, allowing the Basilisk to move its fangs away from the McGuffin.
"you……"
"It looks like that idiot Les Finley guessed a lot of things, and told you."
Voldemort naturally made up his mind and put it on Les Finley's head. He naturally thought that a young wizard didn't have the knowledge to recognize Horcruxes even though he was talented.
It could only be that his 'partner' Les Finley told the little wizard some things, so he let the little wizard know all this and got the Horcrux to threaten him.
"What do you want to do? Do you want to use the Horcrux in your hand to threaten me to let you go, you are wrong!"
"Voldemort is not threatened... Even if the real basilisk cannot deal with you, I can easily attack you... After all, Horcruxes are not easily destroyed. If you don't believe me, you can try your magic flame? (Hiss)" Voldemort said coldly in snake language.
"Harry, come here, hurry up!"
McGuffin shouted to the bewildered Harry.
When Harry passed by, McGuffin quickly snatched the silver long sword into his hand, and wrote in his notebook...
Harry looked at Voldemort. There was a red light in his eyes, a dangerous look, and there was a kind of greed in the rigid expression.
"That's the Gryffindor sword...how did I forget?"
Voldemort muttered to himself.
"I got a piece of news from Les Finley. This silver sword is said to be able to cut off most black magic items, and can restrain and resist most black magic... I don't know if this notebook is the same..."
McGuffin raised his sword and was about to stab it.
"What do you want? (hiss)" said Voldemort.
He stepped in the air, slowly floated down, stood beside the basilisk, and asked again in Parseltongue.
"What do you want? Don't tell me to let you go. I'm afraid you won't believe it, will you?"
"You see we have encountered a problem now? If you destroy the Horcrux... then my little pet will lose control and tear you into pieces... But if you give me that notebook, I'm afraid I won't let you go..."
"There are only three roads before you. If I were you, I would choose the first one... I beg the great Lord Voldemort to give you a painless death. I forgive you very magnanimously, and I will consider granting your last request as appropriate."
"Or you can directly try to destroy the Horcrux...or challenge me head-on, maybe another miracle will come and save you."
Voldemort looked at the two with a strange expression, but most of his eyes were on the long sword in McGuffin's hand.
"You let Ron and Hermione go first." Harry stood up and shouted.
Voldemort didn't hesitate much, but quickly waved his wand to lift the curse on the two of them.
"Run!" cried the MacGuffin.
"Can!"
"Harry and I have our own way!"
Ron wanted to say something more, but Hermione pulled him away from the tunnel entrance over there.
After all the bad things the MacGuffin had done, Hermione believed in the McGuffin's ability to mess everything up.
As Harry and McGuffin watched Ron and Hermione nervously, Voldemort cast a spell instantly.
"Except your weapons!"
A red light emanated from his wand,
Hitting McGuffin, the notebook and long sword in his hand flew out of his hand and flew to both sides.
McGuffin fell heavily to the ground, his head was covered, and it took him a long time to recover.
"Quick, Harry! Quick!" he cried hastily.
Harry hesitated for a moment, although he didn't know what a Horcrux was, but from McGuffin's conversation just now... he felt that the notebook was more important to Voldemort.
Immediately rushed over to pick it up.
But Voldemort didn't pay attention to the notebook. Instead, he walked to the other side and picked up the silver sword.
His eyes glowed red, and the knuckles on the hilt of his sword turned white.
Seeing Harry so nervous about that notebook.
Voldemort sneered.
Without the basilisk venom and the long sword, the two little wizards had no way of damaging the notebook (Horcrux).
Harry, the idiot just doesn't get it.
——However, these two men dared to threaten the great Voldemort, they must be taught a lesson, let them fall into despair, and understand that their efforts are futile.
After a little thought.
Voldemort waved his wand, and the corpses and skeletons rustled on the ground like spiders, twisting their bodies and crawling forward quickly, chasing after Ron, Hermione and the others through the tunnel.
"Go, kill them! (hiss) Don't bite... use your tail, use your body to crush every bone of them! (hiss-hiss)"
Voldemort then spoke to the basilisk.
"Run, Harry, run!"
McGuffin urged, Harry, who was staring straight at the silver sword, as if he regretted dropping it.
They ran, avoiding the basilisk.
At the same time, Voldemort's attention was not on them. It seemed to him that the two young wizards were dead.
For him... Gryffindor's long sword is soaked in a certain part of the history of Hogwarts, and it is Godric Gryffindor's most famous symbol, which is particularly attractive to him.
Especially the items handed down from the Big Four of the other three colleges have fallen into his hands... There is only one left!
However, now he is also his own.
Voldemort held his wand and lightly touched the gleaming silver sword, admiring again and again, all his attention was on it.
While escaping around the wall,
McGuffin pulled Harry closer to the Rafflesia flower again.
Although he didn't know what it was, it was definitely not a good thing.
Those weird vines under the Rafflesia flower kept regenerating, spreading and chasing them, growing and wriggling on the ground, extremely fast.
He wanted to buy time for the basilisk that rushed over.
He must teach this thing a lesson, or kill it directly.
Otherwise, this thing will definitely cause me a lot of trouble.
"Jump!"
He instantly cast the [Levitation Curse] on the two of them, and with a huge jump... rushed into a tunnel entrance.
The vines are still spreading and looking for it.
"Go wild!"
After McGuffin cursed in Chinese, he sprayed out a flame with his wand, forcing the vines back.
(Maybe it's an illusion, McGuffin always felt that the vines of Rafflesia were not very afraid of the flames he displayed, but more like a stress response. When the flames burned past, this thing retracted the vines)
Afterwards, he used [Levitation Curse] and [Movement Curse] to roll up the Rafflesia flower and throw it at the basilisk.
Finally, McGuffin took out the two things that were in his pocket earlier.
——Ron took out the mutant magic polymer,
(Now McGuffin understands that this thing is something after some kind of magical alienation, it should be very dangerous)
——and the broken magic wand (although I don’t know what it’s for?), but he still smashed it hard to the ground, smashing the bottle by the way, stimulating the alienated seed with magic power (Professor Sprout sealed the alienated magic power in the Rafflesia seed)
Although I don't know if it will work...but I hope it can delay a little longer.
Then he hurried off with Harry, getting away from here as quickly as possible.
They could hear the basilisk neighing and Voldemort roaring in exasperation.
"McGuffin Albert!"
Chilling voices echoed layer upon layer in the tunnel.
The tunnel is dark and long, twists and turns, and the passages, bends, and bifurcations are constantly staggered and converged.
Good news there are too many tunnels, too many passages for them to get rid of the basilisk.
The bad news is that they don't know where they are.
Finally, the two stopped.
Harry and McGuffin were silent with each other, and only their breathing continued to ring out in the silence.
The two hope to get rid of the basilisk and Voldemort, and hope to meet Ron and Hermione.
Harry gasped.
"I don't know how Ron, Hermione are doing?"
He was a little worried.
"Let's worry about ourselves first! Then the last one, I guess Voldemort was offended!"
"Okay, let's go first! Go back to the [Snake Road] first... hurry back to the entrance, go back to the school... find his professor, dozens of wizards come... I don't believe that Voldemort can really match the big snake!"
McGuffin complained.
"what?"
"It's okay, let's go quickly! Come on!"
McGuffin led Harry forward.
Harry's mind was full of questions now.
—Want to ask McGuffin how he got there?What does the Horcrux he said mean?And what does the notebook in his arms mean to Voldemort... and to Les Finley?lockhart...
What the hell is going on in all this?
Question marks kept popping up in Harry's mind, but he also knew that there was no time now, so he could only hold back the curiosity in his heart and kept walking behind McGuffin.
only--
Watching McGuffin leading the way confidently.
Doubts arose in Harry's mind, and he felt more and more wrong.
It's been so long, why are you still circling here?
—Does this guy really know where the way is?
(End of this chapter)
