A sword pointed at the head.

"This is the third time, Senior Tom!" Harry took out a bottle of potion and poured it into his mouth - it was a soothing potion. At this time, he needed to be calmer.

Several rounds of confrontation.

"Riddle, the game is over." He looked serious and waved the wand in his hand.

The black mist became a little tired and dispersed faster.

Just a slight wave and a flick of the sleeve.

The flames and breath disappeared immediately, leaving only a charred notebook.

Wave the wand again.

The note fell into his hand.

"Professor Dumbledore, can you tell me now what it is?" Harry couldn't take his eyes away from this thing and asked in a gentle tone.

Thanks to Nine-Tailed Sirius for the reward~

Thanks for the tip from Qingzhou Dujin~
Chapter completed!