Chapter 122: Legendary Artist - Gilderoy Lockhart

“But thanks to the great dedication of my new friends, my plan was able to be realized smoothly.”

Tom continued as Lockhart stepped forward and bowed.

"You, aren't you the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at the academy? Dumbledore really misjudged you." Harry pointed at Lockhart.

Aiden glanced at Dumbledore in the dark and found that he had already turned his back.

"What does this have to do with me, kid? I just gave the diary to someone who needs it.

Ernie enjoyed it, Tom was a good mentor and friend, he helped Ernie improve his strength, but at a small cost. "

Lockhart's smile was very dazzling, no longer as glorious and majestic as he was in the poster.

"Who doesn't desire power and fame? Harry, you have everything since you were born, and everyone loves you.

As for me, I can only struggle on the streets every day and barely make ends meet.

From the day you appeared in the newspaper, I swore that I must have a greater fame than you, so that power and wealth will fall into my hands. "

Lockhart waved his hands, looking a little crazy.

"You liar," Harry shouted. "And you, Tom, who the hell are you!"

"Me." Tom bent down and looked at Harry, lifting his hair with his wand, revealing the lightning-shaped scar.

Then, Tom used his wand to write in the air, 'Tom M. Riddle'.

With a wave of the magic wand, the fonts in the air reorganized and arranged into a line of small words.

The letters in the air clearly read 'I am Voldemort.'

"You, you are the heir of Slytherin, you are Voldemort." Harry's voice was a little weak.

"Of course, you don't think I still have my filthy Muggle father's last name."

Tom looked pleased with himself.

"So I chose a new name for myself, held a huge ceremony to build consensus, and completely erased my shameful past, which also made me the greatest wizard in the world."

"Albus Dumbledore is the greatest wizard in the world." Harry was angered by Tom's words and went up to confront Tom.

"He, the poor old man who was driven away by me with a piece of memory?" Tom looked at Harry mockingly.

"No, he won't leave because we still have people loyal to him." Harry took another step forward, almost bumping into Tom.

"Okay, I'm not in the mood to chat with you anymore, kill him, Lockhart." Tom ordered angrily.

"At your service, my lord."

Lockhart took out his wand and prepared to help the unarmed Harry restore the factory settings.

"Forget everything"

Lockhart cast a forgetfulness spell on Harry, and suddenly a figure appeared behind Harry.

A hand with a ring stretched out from Harry's side, and multiple hexagonal crystal barriers blocked the two of them.

The Oblivion Spell hit the barrier hard and was bounced back directly. The spell flew back to its master along the same trajectory.

"No!~" Lockhart was hit by his own Oblivion Spell and fell to the ground.

"Ron!" Harry said in surprise when he saw the person behind him.

"Always." Ron smiled back at Harry.

"A guy who fails to succeed but fails to succeed."

Tom watched Lockhart lose and drew his wand, ready to fight himself.

"That's enough, let me meet you." Tom pointed Harry's wand at Ron.

"Torn apart."

A bolt of magic lightning rushed towards the two of them, and a barrier appeared in front of Ron, blocking the incoming spell.

"We have to fight quickly, using this kind of magic consumes too much energy." Ron said while protecting Harry.

"What should I do, he has my wand," asked Harry.

"I'll create an opportunity for you, and you go up and grab the wand back." Ron gave the battle plan.

"Okay." Harry nodded.

After the discussion, the two men fled separately. Ron raised his hand and cast an attack magic. The white beam of light was wrapped in black magic.

When Tom saw the incoming beam of light, he didn't dare to resist it and chose to dodge it.

The beam of light collided with the ground, causing a violent explosion and raising a huge cloud of dust.

Voldemort's vision was obscured by the smoke and dust, and for a moment he lost the location of Harry and Ron.

Seeing this scene, Tom also understood the tactics of the two men, so he waved his wand.

"It's full of smoke."

Large patches of white fog began to emerge from the secret room, and everyone lost their vision for a moment.

Ron and Harry didn't dare to make a sound for fear of exposing their position, so they had to play a game of tag in the smoke.

"You're still too young." Aiden, who was hiding in the blind spot of his consciousness, sighed.

"That's very good. You have trained Mr. Weasley so well. Can you send Harry over for special training during the holidays this year?" asked Dumbledore.

"Doesn't Harry have to go back to the Dursleys to maintain the protective spell on him?" Aiden asked puzzled.

"How do you know... Never mind. He doesn't need to live there for a long time to maintain the spell. The key is to make his family still accept him." Dumbledore explained.

"You can write a letter to communicate with Aunt Molly yourself. As long as she agrees, it's fine. I have plenty of time anyway." Aiden spread his hands.

Inside the fog, Ron's intuition, which he had developed after a whole summer of special training, finally came into play, and he decided to use his limited physical strength to cast the next spell.

He stretched out his right hand and gathered magic power towards the left front.

"Zoltraak"

A huge beam of light roared through the fog, and Tom was right in its path.

Tom's pupils reflected the incoming beam of light, and he only had time to raise his wand and cast one last spell.

"Armor protection."

The attack magic and the Shield Charm collided, and the explosion echoed in the Chamber of Secrets. Fortunately, Mr. Slytherin's selection of materials for the Chamber of Secrets was careful enough, and no huge landslide was caused.

Powerful attack magic dispelled the fog, the smoke and dust dissipated, Tom was gone, and only a straight track was left on the ground, which was plowed by Ron's attack magic.

"Cool" Harry limped over.

Lockhart also woke up and laughed foolishly, "Hey, hey, hey, who are you?"

Ron lifted up the rubble on the ground and knocked Lockhart to the ground with it.

"Aiden didn't lie to me. He said that if we lose our vision, we can just bomb hard and the problem will be solved."

Ron scratched his nose modestly, but his red ears showed his uneasy heart.

"Come on, let's go and take Ginny back." Ron waved his hand and walked up.

Harry hurried to catch up with Ron.

When they reached the end of the Chamber of Secrets again, Harry quickened his pace and helped Ginny up.

"Hey, this is my sister."

Ron shook his head and could only turn and walk towards Ernie.

"This guy spreads rumors about you in school every day, and he didn't expect us to rescue him."

Ron grumbled in dissatisfaction and held out his hand to help Ernie up.