The door of the Great Hall behind Dumbledore closed, and mysterious magical runes lit up.
It's been banned here again.
"Earthshaking!" Tom Riddle waved his wand and saw the floor in front of him begin to collapse crazily.
One piece, one piece, and another piece.
The entire ground was opening up quickly, like a huge wave rushing towards Dumbledore.
Dumbledore disappeared in an instant and appeared in front of Tom, his sword clattering fiercely.
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There was a harsh impact, and Tom raised his arm and gently pressed against the sword.
He raised his head and stared at Dumbledore with a smile. The sleeves of the wizard's robe on his arms were all torn to pieces, revealing an arm covered with patterns like basilisk scales.
He grinned, his mouth full of fangs.
"Dumbledore, I am not afraid of you anymore. I have swallowed the original body and the basilisk. I am invincible now."
He raised the wand in his right hand to maintain the magic spell, and the magic spell that tore up the ground like waves became more powerful and completely rushed towards the wall.
boom!
A huge crack appeared in the wall, and all the building ruins sprayed out.
"You guys, go to the school kitchen and lock up those students and their parents."
Dumbledore raised his arm with the strange ring and waved it. The magic light surged in the classroom seats, and all the professors regained their mobility in an instant.
"To protect them."
After a while, Dumbledore and Tom were left alone in the Great Hall.
"Avada Kedavra!"
The green curse light lit up, and Dumbledore lost his trace again. In just a moment, huge blades made of soil pierced the ground and stabbed into the air.
Tom waved his wand and sneered at Dumbledore, who was constantly apparating in the air but unable to land, "I'm different, Dumbledore."
"I am not the original body, I am not that paranoid, my soul is complete, I am more perfect."
"I am stronger."
"And you, Dumbledore, you are really old. I can feel that your soul has been destroyed to the point of being shattered."
"Is it because of the ridiculous family affection?"
"Or have you begun to resist magic?"
Tom suddenly squinted his eyes, turned his head and looked sideways, and pointed the wand gently at the ground.
A streak of petrified light poured in along the ground, completely restricting the deformation of the ground, and finally stopped on the ground in a circle around Tom.
Snape waved his wand and stood in the gap of the Great Hall, staring at him coldly.
"Hey, Severus?"
At this moment, the wooden board next to Tom turned into a giant and pounced on him, hugged him fiercely, and instantly transformed into a strange bird. In an instant, it stretched out its huge wings and flapped towards the giant.
Fly outside the auditorium.
Peng!
Dumbledore appeared in mid-air, waving his wand and chanting a spell, causing the big bird to continuously transform to offset Tom's damage to it.
Flying all the way to the Lockhart statue by the Black Lake.
In just an instant, magical lines appeared on the statue's body, and dark golden chains poured out from each node, twisting crazily towards the big bird in the air.
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"Lockhart! Lockhart!" On the broken ground of the Great Hall, Rita turned over the stones anxiously. Her hands were scraped and bled, but she still dug regardless.
"Don't die, don't die!"
Finally, she pushed open a huge stone slab, and Lockhart's blood-covered face appeared in front of her.
"Lockhart!" Rita screamed, unable to hold back her tears any longer.
"Rita..." Lockhart struggled to open his eyes, but there was no longer that shining and proud light in his eyes.
Rita's eyes lit up instantly. She knelt down beside her and tried to break the stone apart, but she couldn't break it open.
"Stop working." Lockhart gasped, "Come closer... I'm almost speechless... I have a few last words to say to you..."
Rita covered her mouth and looked at him sadly.
"You...you said."
"Remember, it was Dumbledore. It was Dumbledore who deceived everyone." He gasped, like a broken bellows that was about to burst. As he spoke, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
"There is no such thing as Voldemort. The Dark Lord is long dead."
"He did this scam just to get back to the pinnacle of power. Rita, write a newspaper to let everyone know, let everyone know, and prevent him from... becoming... becoming the Minister of Magic!"
After saying that, Lockhart's head tilted and he was completely dead.
"No!"
"don't want!"
"I don't want you to die!"
Rita pulled out her wand, no longer caring whether it would hurt Lockhart. As the wand flew, all the rocks sprayed away.
She stared blankly at Lockhart, who was as broken as a rag doll, and stared blankly at his face that no longer had a charming smile. She stared blankly, tears flowing uncontrollably.
"Walk……"
She gently picked up Lockhart, gritted her teeth and walked step by step towards the stairs next to the auditorium, "I know you must really like being the principal. It's not easy for you to reach the most glorious position in your life."
"I will... wu wu wu... I will help you clean up and sit in the principal's seat."
step.
Two steps.
Gritting her teeth, she carried him little by little to the top of the school castle. She stared blankly at the open door and the huge three-meter-high portrait that could be seen in front of her. The smiling Lockhart inside was curiously looking at the Lockhart in her hand.
Rita pursed her lips, placed Lockhart on the principal's chair behind the desk, and waved her wand to tidy up his remains.
The dirt, the blood, everything, disappeared.
Then, she gritted her teeth, eyes full of anger, pulled a piece of parchment hard, picked up a quill and wrote quickly - a shocking scam! Dumbledore faked the mysterious man and returned! Just for the greed of power!
——This man who is more than a hundred years old has used magic to live for such a long time. Finally, he unfortunately fell ill. The board of directors had to find a more suitable candidate. Yes, they found it. The History of the Establishment of Hogwarts
The most open-minded Lockhart ever.
——He founded the school newspaper to motivate students to study. He disbanded the Quidditch teams of the four major colleges just to eliminate the barriers between the colleges. He established the school Quidditch team to bring students who love Quidditch closer to the essence of the game.
.he……
——He tried his best to provide every professor with the most considerate care, just to allow the professors to focus more on their students. He also wanted to rebuild the residence of Hagrid, the administrator of the Forbidden Forest, because he said that this was also part of the school.
member.
——He summoned the outstanding student Anthony Weiss and several others to compile "The Wisdom of Dumbledore", just to prevent people from forgetting the greatness of the previous principal Dumbledore.
——With so many deeds, one after another, we have reason to believe that under the leadership of such a principal, Hogwarts will become even better.
——But everyone forgot that Dumbledore is not dead yet! However, no one thought that Dumbledore was so obsessed with the position of Headmaster. No, he even wanted to go one step further, he wanted to be the Ministry of Magic
minister.
——For this reason, he did not hesitate to bring out a Dark Lord who had been dead for many years, and took on the name of the mysterious man, announcing to the world that this world cannot live without him.
——The careerists were called into the school by him, and a self-directed and self-acted battle seemed thrilling, but in fact there were no casualties at all, except for Principal Lockhart.
——Yes, this huge stumbling block to his return, Lockhart, can only be achieved by the world of his death.
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Thousands of words were written eloquently, and Rita wept every sentence. Finally, the pen was written. She looked at Lockhart sadly and said, "Don't worry, this will be the front page of tomorrow's Daily Prophet. I will definitely write it for you."
If you do it, you are destined to be recorded in history."
With that said, she put away the manuscript, turned into a beetle, flapped her wings and flew out.
Flying, flying, far away from the fierce battle at the Black Lake Statue, flying towards the train outside the castle.
"Then..."
Lockhart raised his eyebrows and said, "Thank you."
His figure changed rapidly, and finally turned into an exquisite little old man with gray hair, who turned out to be Grindelwald.