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Chapter 118 Fire

Flames suddenly appeared on Tom's body, and before anyone else could react, the flames covered his body, turning Tom into a burning man. Before Peggy and the others could react, Tom opened his eyes suddenly.

Tom passed away in the flames of the phoenix.

"Phoenix?" Voldemort looked over in astonishment. He felt a strange and familiar feeling in this little boy, as if he was facing Phoenix Fox.

The flames on Tom's body flowed like liquid, flowing to his left arm, forming a huge flame wing, and his right eye also turned into a snake eye. He looked at Peggy, who almost sent him into reincarnation.

, stared at her eyes, and under the influence of telekinesis, Peggy stiffened up. Unexpectedly, Tom followed her eyes and saw her heart.

Tom showed a surprised expression, restrained his strength slightly, and just used his flame wings to slap Peggy against the wall. He originally planned to just slap her out of the window. The Ravenclaw lounge is in the castle tower.

It is tens of meters above the ground, and there is no way to survive if it falls.

But after Tom saw her heart, he felt a little shaken, so he just slapped her against the wall. But this time it was unclear. Even from a long distance, Tom could hear the sound of bones breaking. That time

The beating probably broke Peggy's arms and several ribs. After hitting the wall, her spine also made a crisp sound.

This slap knocked Peggy's soul out. One of her split souls came out of her body and flew to [Senior Sister] like a meteor, while the other one remained in her body, and

The body remains silent together.

After dealing with Peggy with a slap, Tom turned to Voldemort and Riddle.

"It's time to settle everything..." Tom raised his arm. The death aura brought out from the trance and illusion at this moment combined with the overwhelming anger generated by the memory of Peggy just now, making the magic he used next more difficult.

The power is even higher.

"Fire protection!" This time, what spewed out from the wand was no longer the small flame of barbecued sausages, but the blue magic flame! Tom was furious, and the different-colored eyes gave him a sense of evil. The blue on the tip of the wand

The demonic flames of color were hovering beside him. Tom spun around in a circle, and the blue demonic flames formed a circle around him.

The flames expanded rapidly. [Senior Sister] opened her eyes and jumped out of the window of the Ravenclaw common room. When she landed, she rolled and made a muffled sound like a heavy object falling to the ground. But she didn't.

With signs of injury, he quickened his pace and ran across the lawn in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the forbidden forest.

Riddle followed suit and tried to escape from the window closer to him, but when he jumped halfway, the head of a huge demon dog protruded from the demon flames and bit the corner of his clothes.

He dragged him back. Then the second demon dog appeared. It stretched out its head and enveloped and wrapped him in one bite.

Riddle let out a shrill scream, and ink as thick as blood gushed out from his body, but it was instantly evaporated into black gas in the magic flame, becoming the fuel of the magic flame, and blue color gradually appeared on his face.

The colored light spots are dot-like flames.

He twisted and struggled, waving his arms constantly, and screamed in agony. Then a flame burst out from Riddle's body from the inside out. In the flames, his body gradually changed into

He was so transparent that he was like a kettle full of holes. Soon, he disappeared, and a charred diary fell to the ground with a clatter, with small flames burning slowly on it.

Voldemort wanted to escape through the door, but the door lock seemed to be stuck and malfunctioned, locking him in the lounge.

"All spells end!" He waved his wand with his backhand, trying to extinguish the magic flame, but he was somewhat powerless. His spell could push back the magic flame hound that poked its head out of the flames again and again, but it could not eliminate it.

They. As the fire intensified, he gradually fell into a desperate situation.

Tom waved his wand gracefully like a conductor, letting the flames dance with his wand.

The flames devoured everything in the lounge and grew rapidly. Voldemort was forced into a corner by the flames. His curses were mercilessly devoured by Tom's magic flames like a mud cow entering the sea.

In desperation, Voldemort tried to use the freezing spell, but the frost only lasted for a few seconds before turning into air.

"You are shivering, is it because of fear? It can't be because of the weather, it's still very warm here, turn it into ashes -" Tom forced Voldemort into a corner and said to him before launching the final offensive.

Such a sentence.

Then, the flames were like a tsunami, heading towards Voldemort and drowning him. Voldemort's remnant soul struggled in the flames. He stretched out an arm covered by flames and left his last words:

"I am Fu-di-"

He disappeared, and the crown emitted black smoke and fell to the ground with a clang. Tom also collapsed on the ground. The consumption of this spell was too great and had drained his magic power. Now, he has lost his ability to control

The control of the spell.

A big golden-red bird flew in with a hiss outside the window - it was the Phoenix Fox. The light blue flames could not harm it, and it would even automatically separate a passage after encountering the Phoenix. After flying into the lounge, it

He grabbed Peggy, who was lying in the corner with the flames already clinging to his body, and then flew to Tom and asked him to grab his tail. After Tom grabbed his tail, it flew out of the sea of ​​​​fire with the two of them.

Before leaving, Tom conveniently took the remains of the two Horcruxes in his hands.

The door to the lounge also popped open, and the flames spread into the corridor like sea water pouring into the ship, expanding rapidly along the corridor. But a figure stood in front of the raging flames. He was tall and thin, with a beard and

His hair is silver-white and long enough to be tucked into his belt. He wears a purple robe that reaches the floor, and behind his half-moon glasses is a pair of bright blue eyes.

Albus Dumbledore is here.

"Finite!" He took out his elder wand and stuck it on the ground. A golden barrier rose up in response, blocking the incoming flames like a dam. The evil that grew in the flames

The monster hit the barrier hard, not only did it not break the barrier, but it triggered a series of drastic changes.

The barrier summoned by Dumbledore rippled after the collision. The barrier that was originally like a protective shield turned into a ball of golden flames, and a golden phoenix was born in the flames. As soon as the phoenix appeared, it immediately fought with the devil dog.

together.one

After fighting and judging, Dumbledore's spell quality was obviously much higher. His phoenix almost knocked back the devil dog born in the flames to its original form. The flames turned into the barrier also swept up, and blue

The colorful flames blended together to form a beautiful golden and blue fireball.

The golden color gradually gained the upper hand. Although blue magic flames continued to pour out of the lounge, the golden flames still enveloped all the magic fires and retracted into the ground.

The blue magic fire that was so powerful just now has completely disappeared from this world. Only the thick smoke and heat remaining in the corridors and lounges can prove its existence.

Dumbledore looked at the completely burned lounge and the half-burned corridor, covered his forehead and sighed.

The scene just now stirred the memory deep in Dumbledore's mind.

"Today's young people are really becoming more and more lively..." Dumbledore sighed. He thought naughtily that if things continue like this, the first-year students in twenty years will probably throw killing curses at each other when they fight.

.

Dumbledore decided to go to the school hospital later and have a good chat with the "culprit" of this matter. But before that, he still had one thing to do——

He pulled out his wand and cast the Restoration and Cleansing Charms to repair the areas damaged by the fire one by one, and erase as many traces as possible in the corridors and lounges.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Just as Dumbledore was trying to remove the smoky traces on the wall of the lounge, an exclamation came from behind him. Dumbledore sighed silently, turned his head and looked at the three steps

Professor Flitwick ran in in two steps.

"Merlin, what happened here?" he shouted sadly, "Why did the Ravenclaw common room become like this!"

Earlier today, Professor Flitwick was entrusted by Professor Snape to go to the lounge of Slytherin House to check the students' personal belongings. He didn't have any objections to this, but when he completed the search, he went to Raven

When I walked into the Crow Tower, I felt something was wrong: Why is there such a strong smell of smoke in this corridor?

The higher the floor, the stronger the smell of smoke, and the stronger the uneasiness in his heart.

When he walked to the corridor where the tower was located, he felt his blood pressure soar: Although it had been repaired as hard as possible, there were still obvious signs of fire in the corridor.

After seeing the scene in the common room, Flitwick was even more dumbfounded. The headmaster of Ravenclaw House's heart was bleeding: in the entire Ravenclaw common room, there was only Ravenclaw himself.

The statue was not burned, but all other decorations were reduced to charcoal.

"Filius, I will find a way to restore this place to its original state. As for what happened here, I need some time to find out." Dumbledore persuaded gently.

Professor Flitwick looked around, and all his thoughts turned into a long sigh, "Albus, is it the Dark Arts Diary that caused this?"



The fierce battle in Ravenclaw Tower did not affect the normal operation of the dueling club in the auditorium.

Snape had rearranged his clothes and restored the stage that had just been messed up. Next, he and "Lockhart" divided the students into two groups and asked them to practice spells against each other.

Halfway through, Professor Lockhart seemed a little thirsty. He took out a kettle from his arms. When he raised the kettle to his mouth——

"Flying kettle!" Snape used a flying spell to snatch the kettle away from him. He glanced into the kettle and immediately showed that this was indeed the case.

"Please explain, Mr. Mysterious, why do you carry a pot of Polyjuice Potion with you?" Snape took out his wand, pointed at the tip of Lockhart's nose and said, "Don't act rashly! Put your hands up!"

The young wizards in the audience heard the professors' argument and stopped to look at them. When the word "polyjuice" was spoken, the whole audience burst into exclamations. Although polyjuice is a high-level magic potion,

But it is not unfamiliar to young wizards: Snape mentioned it several times in his Potions class, and there are often news involving this potion in the wizarding world.

A black rope emerged from the tip of Snape's staff and tied up Lockhart in front of him.

"Who are you?" His eyes gradually became unkind.



"There are many comminuted fractures all over the body. Some bone fragments have even penetrated the internal organs. There are also large areas of burns on the skin..." Madam Pomfrey is carefully examining Peggy's body. "The state of the soul is also very bad...

…”

Just now, Fox suddenly flew into the school hospital, which shocked her. However, Madam Pomfrey was a professional medical staff and responded quickly to properly place the two injured people.

Tom had returned to Lockhart's appearance. Madam Pomfrey only took one look and found that he was not seriously injured, except that his hands were burned and his energy was a little overdrawn. Madam Pomfrey already had enough energy to deal with the overdraft.

To cope with the experience, she gave Tom a bottle of magic potion and left it alone.

Peggy next to her needs more treatment.

While Madam Pomfrey was dealing with the bone fragments that Peggy had stabbed into her internal organs, Professor Dumbledore also rushed downstairs.

"Headmaster Dumbledore..." Madam Pomfrey wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Professor Lockhart beside her.

He handed Dumbledore the half-burned notebook and the crown that was almost in pieces.

The moment Dumbledore saw these two things, his expression became serious. He took the remains of the two Horcruxes from Tom and stared intently at the burnt pages and crown fragments.

"It's amazing," he said softly, "He is probably the most outstanding student in the history of Hogwarts -" his eyes fell on Tom's face through the half-moon glasses, "-by far."

But Tom wasn't done yet. He put his wand against his temple and pulled out a silvery memory. As soon as he raised his hand, Dumbledore knew what he was going to do. He created a glass bottle out of thin air and put the memory in it.

in a bottle.

"This is the memory I got from Miss Grossman. I think you should take a look at it first." Tom showed a tired look.

"Okay, then you should rest first." Dumbledore nodded. He was about to turn around and leave, but was held back by Tom.

"We need to talk, let's go to your office." Tom sat up from the bed and followed Dumbledore.

"Of course, I, an old and confused old man like me, still have time to chat with you." Dumbledore smiled kindly, took out his wand, and healed the injury on Tom's hand.

The two returned to the principal's office together.


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