Chapter 88 The Abundance of Wude and Riddle's Collapse
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
"What's up with her?"
Harry looked at Daphne, who was lying there, her fair face became sickly, and her lips, which were originally cherry-colored, were now frighteningly white.
He didn't understand why the Heir of Slytherin would take action against pure blood.
"she?"
Riddle said softly, "For me, killing the Mudblood is no longer important. My new goal has always been resurrection."
Harry looked at him in amazement, which Riddle enjoyed, and he sneered, "You know, she's just like Ginny, a poor little girl in love, what a ridiculous love."
"John Wick, she likes you, she is so dazzled by love, she came with me voluntarily, because I said you were in the Forbidden Forest."
Listening to Riddle's words, John's face gradually changed from calm to angry.
"Since the day I released the basilisk, you have been against me. Obviously this school should be in panic, but because of you, they all recovered."
"John, it shouldn't have been like this. You ruined everything, my basilisk."
Riddle grew darker as he spoke, planning everything, using the basilisk to kill the Muggleborn to throw the school into a panic.
But John, he alone changed everything.
Fortunately, Riddle was still resurrected. He pointed at the unconscious Daphne, chuckled and said, "She will die here. When she dies, I will be completely resurrected. Before that, I will kill you."
Wand pointed out that he was confident that even the two of them could not pose a threat to him.
Just because he is Tom Riddle, the best student at Hogwarts, the future Dark Lord of the wizarding world.
"Harry, don't hesitate, come out quickly, I can't wait to watch you die painfully in front of me."
Riddle's words angered Harry, even if he lost, he must come out to a duel.
"Come on, Riddle!"
Harry gripped his wand tightly, and Riddle saluted calmly and gracefully.
"You should salute before a duel. Didn't your teacher teach you?"
Harry didn't lose, imitating Riddle's appearance and began to salute.
When the two lowered their heads, a sound broke the silence.
boom.
Startled, Harry looked up.
There was also astonishment on Riddle's face, there was a blood hole on his body, and black smoke came out from it.
John's face was dull, and white smoke was coming out of the muzzle of the pistol on his right hand.
Seeing Harry's incomprehensible eyes, John said indifferently, "What kind of morals do you have with this kind of scum."
He also didn't understand what Harry was thinking, I have the advantage in two-on-one, so you play heads-up with him?
John Woody is full, starting with 'times have changed for adults'.
The wand waved, and streaks of white light flew towards Riddle.
Riddle swung his wand, the Iron Armor Curse collided with the Shattering Curse, and it shattered after less than a second of stalemate.
"how is this possible!"
Eyes widened, Riddle didn't believe that a second-year wizard could be more accomplished than himself.
Are wizards of this era so powerful?
Little did he know, John was no ordinary second grader.
Although my body has become smaller, my mind is still flexible. No matter what happens, I only believe in the truth of the wand's range.
John Wick, a second-year Hogwarts who looks like a child but has extraordinary strength.
Riddle was forced to retreat because of John's level 4 shattering spell.
As John walked forward, he kept shooting white light, and there was a vague gunshot from time to time.
All fourteen bullets were given to Riddle to enjoy.
Riddle, who was passively defending, yelled, "John Wick, do you dare to fight me!"
"Duel? You have tied up my people, and you have the nerve to challenge me to a duel?"
John was scornful, he took back what he said before, Riddle is indeed not very good at thinking.
His behavior is like a group of kidnappers and the police shouting for a duel, you see you come out, if the sniper rifle doesn't hit you, it's over.
It's okay to fool a kid like Harry, but it's just a meal operation for John.
Riddle was forced step by step into the lake behind him, John raised his hand and threw out the Transfiguration Technique, causing the water to gather into a ball and fall down, making him wet.
Harry also learned his first lesson from John, never to be reasonable with Death Eaters.
After reacting, Harry also joined the battlefield.
The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, directly beat Riddle back steadily.
"How dare you?!"
Riddle's eyes were almost spitting fire, and after he got used to it, the Flying Shattering Curse hit Harry's feet, causing him to be blown away.
He started fighting back.
John also began to feel the pressure, but he had experience fighting against Gryffindor, and he used his posture to shoot Riddle across the air.
Green light, white light, and red light are constantly intertwined.
One of the spells hit Daphne's side, and the stone splashed out very dangerously.
"Let him leave Daphne."
John narrowed his eyes, grabbed a gap in Riddle, and he charged to zoom in.
"Flaming! (Incendio)"
The Level 4 Flame Curse turned into a wall of fire separating the two, and John shouted to Harry, "Bring Daphne back!"
The flames made a big hole, and Riddle's Cruciatus grazed John through.
"Bones in pieces! (Reducto)"
"Avada Kedavra!"
The green and white rays of light collided together, as fierce as lightning strikes.
Harry took the opportunity to take Daphne away, and Riddle wanted to stop it, but John kept threatening him.
"Riddle, are you scared?"
John showed contempt and resorted to aggressive tactics. He stared at Riddle and said flatly, "You should be very glad you didn't meet me when you were in school, right?"
"Nonsense!" Riddle lost control of his expression, he refused to admit that he was inferior to John.
The two fell into a competition of magic power, and now it's up to whoever's magic power runs out first.
But don't forget, John is a person who drank Felicia, and he is full of martial arts.
Riddle's face was grim, and he didn't notice the sound of footsteps behind him at all.
The green lightning pushed the white lightning forward, John's face turned cold, and he increased the output, and the two regained their balance.
At this moment, Riddle's head was suddenly hit hard.
He was devastated. He didn't expect that John, a kid who didn't talk about martial arts and sneak attack, even arranged to beat the sap.
The momentary imbalance was replaced by white light crushing green light, which collided with Riddle's body.
Riddle's body could no longer support it, and it shattered like porcelain.
Riddle fixed his eyes on John, and finally his body exploded into black smoke and dissipated.
"he died?"
Harry's eyes widened. Although John was suspected of sneak attack, it was Voldemort.
When Riddle's body shattered, John's heart rang alarm bells.
He immediately turned his head to look in Harry's direction, and the diary on Daphne's body released black smoke and rushed towards Harry.
"Get out of the way!"
Harry reacted and dodged immediately, but the black smoke was hot on his heels.
John's attack through the black smoke doesn't work, and the scene reminds him of the time with the Sorcerer's Stone.
Harry tripped over something and looked down, it was the sword of Gryffindor.
He clearly remembered that he was placed in the auditorium, but now he suddenly appeared at his feet.
Before he had time to think, Harry picked up the Gryffindor sword and swung it towards the black smoke.
The black smoke, which even spells cannot work, was cut by Gryffindor's sword like a hot knife cutting butter.
"Do not!!!"
The black smoke was cut open to reveal the diary inside.
Harry held Gryffindor's sword behind his back with both hands, and stabbed hard at the diary.
There was a shriek in the diary, and ink splashed out through the sword, making Harry almost faint.
When John saw this, he called Niubi directly, and he worked hard to face Bo, still standing on the left, but Harry took his head.
"Solved?" Harry asked as if in a dream.
He was panting heavily, with a look of lingering fear on his face.
John came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Good job Harry, are you interested in learning swords with me?"
"Uh... no need, I still think the wand is easy to use." Harry shuddered when he thought of Neville's miserable situation.
John felt a little pity, obviously this thing is much easier to use than a magic wand.
Picking up the diary with a hole poked out and stuffing it into the small bag, he walked over to Daphne to check it.
With the destruction of the diary, Daphne's face returned to blood.
"It will probably take a while to sleep."
Staring at that pretty face, John considered a question.
"Carrying someone on the back seems quite tiring."
Touching his chin, John glanced at Harry, there is a free labor here.
Harry inexplicably felt a little chilly, thinking that he would need an extra layer of quilt to sleep tonight.
Harry looked at Daphne, who was lying there, her fair face became sickly, and her lips, which were originally cherry-colored, were now frighteningly white.
He didn't understand why the Heir of Slytherin would take action against pure blood.
"she?"
Riddle said softly, "For me, killing the Mudblood is no longer important. My new goal has always been resurrection."
Harry looked at him in amazement, which Riddle enjoyed, and he sneered, "You know, she's just like Ginny, a poor little girl in love, what a ridiculous love."
"John Wick, she likes you, she is so dazzled by love, she came with me voluntarily, because I said you were in the Forbidden Forest."
Listening to Riddle's words, John's face gradually changed from calm to angry.
"Since the day I released the basilisk, you have been against me. Obviously this school should be in panic, but because of you, they all recovered."
"John, it shouldn't have been like this. You ruined everything, my basilisk."
Riddle grew darker as he spoke, planning everything, using the basilisk to kill the Muggleborn to throw the school into a panic.
But John, he alone changed everything.
Fortunately, Riddle was still resurrected. He pointed at the unconscious Daphne, chuckled and said, "She will die here. When she dies, I will be completely resurrected. Before that, I will kill you."
Wand pointed out that he was confident that even the two of them could not pose a threat to him.
Just because he is Tom Riddle, the best student at Hogwarts, the future Dark Lord of the wizarding world.
"Harry, don't hesitate, come out quickly, I can't wait to watch you die painfully in front of me."
Riddle's words angered Harry, even if he lost, he must come out to a duel.
"Come on, Riddle!"
Harry gripped his wand tightly, and Riddle saluted calmly and gracefully.
"You should salute before a duel. Didn't your teacher teach you?"
Harry didn't lose, imitating Riddle's appearance and began to salute.
When the two lowered their heads, a sound broke the silence.
boom.
Startled, Harry looked up.
There was also astonishment on Riddle's face, there was a blood hole on his body, and black smoke came out from it.
John's face was dull, and white smoke was coming out of the muzzle of the pistol on his right hand.
Seeing Harry's incomprehensible eyes, John said indifferently, "What kind of morals do you have with this kind of scum."
He also didn't understand what Harry was thinking, I have the advantage in two-on-one, so you play heads-up with him?
John Woody is full, starting with 'times have changed for adults'.
The wand waved, and streaks of white light flew towards Riddle.
Riddle swung his wand, the Iron Armor Curse collided with the Shattering Curse, and it shattered after less than a second of stalemate.
"how is this possible!"
Eyes widened, Riddle didn't believe that a second-year wizard could be more accomplished than himself.
Are wizards of this era so powerful?
Little did he know, John was no ordinary second grader.
Although my body has become smaller, my mind is still flexible. No matter what happens, I only believe in the truth of the wand's range.
John Wick, a second-year Hogwarts who looks like a child but has extraordinary strength.
Riddle was forced to retreat because of John's level 4 shattering spell.
As John walked forward, he kept shooting white light, and there was a vague gunshot from time to time.
All fourteen bullets were given to Riddle to enjoy.
Riddle, who was passively defending, yelled, "John Wick, do you dare to fight me!"
"Duel? You have tied up my people, and you have the nerve to challenge me to a duel?"
John was scornful, he took back what he said before, Riddle is indeed not very good at thinking.
His behavior is like a group of kidnappers and the police shouting for a duel, you see you come out, if the sniper rifle doesn't hit you, it's over.
It's okay to fool a kid like Harry, but it's just a meal operation for John.
Riddle was forced step by step into the lake behind him, John raised his hand and threw out the Transfiguration Technique, causing the water to gather into a ball and fall down, making him wet.
Harry also learned his first lesson from John, never to be reasonable with Death Eaters.
After reacting, Harry also joined the battlefield.
The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, directly beat Riddle back steadily.
"How dare you?!"
Riddle's eyes were almost spitting fire, and after he got used to it, the Flying Shattering Curse hit Harry's feet, causing him to be blown away.
He started fighting back.
John also began to feel the pressure, but he had experience fighting against Gryffindor, and he used his posture to shoot Riddle across the air.
Green light, white light, and red light are constantly intertwined.
One of the spells hit Daphne's side, and the stone splashed out very dangerously.
"Let him leave Daphne."
John narrowed his eyes, grabbed a gap in Riddle, and he charged to zoom in.
"Flaming! (Incendio)"
The Level 4 Flame Curse turned into a wall of fire separating the two, and John shouted to Harry, "Bring Daphne back!"
The flames made a big hole, and Riddle's Cruciatus grazed John through.
"Bones in pieces! (Reducto)"
"Avada Kedavra!"
The green and white rays of light collided together, as fierce as lightning strikes.
Harry took the opportunity to take Daphne away, and Riddle wanted to stop it, but John kept threatening him.
"Riddle, are you scared?"
John showed contempt and resorted to aggressive tactics. He stared at Riddle and said flatly, "You should be very glad you didn't meet me when you were in school, right?"
"Nonsense!" Riddle lost control of his expression, he refused to admit that he was inferior to John.
The two fell into a competition of magic power, and now it's up to whoever's magic power runs out first.
But don't forget, John is a person who drank Felicia, and he is full of martial arts.
Riddle's face was grim, and he didn't notice the sound of footsteps behind him at all.
The green lightning pushed the white lightning forward, John's face turned cold, and he increased the output, and the two regained their balance.
At this moment, Riddle's head was suddenly hit hard.
He was devastated. He didn't expect that John, a kid who didn't talk about martial arts and sneak attack, even arranged to beat the sap.
The momentary imbalance was replaced by white light crushing green light, which collided with Riddle's body.
Riddle's body could no longer support it, and it shattered like porcelain.
Riddle fixed his eyes on John, and finally his body exploded into black smoke and dissipated.
"he died?"
Harry's eyes widened. Although John was suspected of sneak attack, it was Voldemort.
When Riddle's body shattered, John's heart rang alarm bells.
He immediately turned his head to look in Harry's direction, and the diary on Daphne's body released black smoke and rushed towards Harry.
"Get out of the way!"
Harry reacted and dodged immediately, but the black smoke was hot on his heels.
John's attack through the black smoke doesn't work, and the scene reminds him of the time with the Sorcerer's Stone.
Harry tripped over something and looked down, it was the sword of Gryffindor.
He clearly remembered that he was placed in the auditorium, but now he suddenly appeared at his feet.
Before he had time to think, Harry picked up the Gryffindor sword and swung it towards the black smoke.
The black smoke, which even spells cannot work, was cut by Gryffindor's sword like a hot knife cutting butter.
"Do not!!!"
The black smoke was cut open to reveal the diary inside.
Harry held Gryffindor's sword behind his back with both hands, and stabbed hard at the diary.
There was a shriek in the diary, and ink splashed out through the sword, making Harry almost faint.
When John saw this, he called Niubi directly, and he worked hard to face Bo, still standing on the left, but Harry took his head.
"Solved?" Harry asked as if in a dream.
He was panting heavily, with a look of lingering fear on his face.
John came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Good job Harry, are you interested in learning swords with me?"
"Uh... no need, I still think the wand is easy to use." Harry shuddered when he thought of Neville's miserable situation.
John felt a little pity, obviously this thing is much easier to use than a magic wand.
Picking up the diary with a hole poked out and stuffing it into the small bag, he walked over to Daphne to check it.
With the destruction of the diary, Daphne's face returned to blood.
"It will probably take a while to sleep."
Staring at that pretty face, John considered a question.
"Carrying someone on the back seems quite tiring."
Touching his chin, John glanced at Harry, there is a free labor here.
Harry inexplicably felt a little chilly, thinking that he would need an extra layer of quilt to sleep tonight.
