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Text Chapter 28 The Battle in the Secret Room

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    Section 1 Harry and Ron escorted Lockhart to the girls' bathroom. As it happened, Myrtle was there, sitting on her usual toilet.  Myrtle excitedly told how she died, she talked endlessly, as if she was showing off.  "I just remember seeing a pair of scary big yellow eyes. My whole body seemed to be grabbed, and then I floated away" Myrtle looked at Harry in a daze.  "Then I came back. You know, I wanted to settle the score with Olive. Oh, and she regretted making fun of me for wearing glasses." "Where did you see those eyes?" Harry asked.  "That's about it," Myrtle said, pointing vaguely to the pool in front of her.  Harry and Ron hurried over.  Lockhart stepped aside hastily, a look of absolute horror on his face.  The pool looked ordinary.  They checked it inside and out, up and down, even the water pipes below.  Then, Harry saw: On the side of a copper faucet, there was a small snake carved on it.  "No water ever comes out of this faucet," Myrtle said happily when she saw Harry trying to unscrew the faucet.  "Harry," said Ron, "say something. Say something in Parseltongue." Harry thought desperately, staring at the carved little snake, trying to imagine it as  A real snake.  ¡°Open it,¡± he said.  He looked up at Ron, who shook his head.  Harry turned his head and looked at the snake again, forcing himself to believe that it was alive.  "Open it," he said.  However, what was heard was not these words, but a strange hissing sound coming from his mouth.  Suddenly, the dragon's head emitted a dazzling white light and began to spin rapidly.  Then, the pool started to move.  They watched as the pool slowly disappeared from sight, revealing a very thick water pipe that could accommodate a person.  Harry heard Ron gasp.  He raised his head, already making up his mind what to do.  ¡°I want to go down,¡± he said.  He had to go, now that they had found the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets, now that there was still a tiny, tiny, slim glimmer of hope: Ginny might still be alive.  "I'll go too," Ron said.  There was a moment of silence.  "Well, it seems you don't need me anymore," Lockhart said, with his usual smile on his face, "I'll just-" He reached out and grabbed the door handle, but Ron and  Harry pointed his wand at him.  "You can go down first." Ron shouted.  Lockhart, who had lost his wand, turned pale and slowly approached the entrance of the cave.  "Children," he said, his voice pitiful, "boys, what's the use of this?" Harry poked him in the back with his wand, and Lockhart put his legs into the tube.  ¡°I really don¡¯t think this is¡ª¡± He wanted to continue, but Ron gave him a push and he slid down out of sight.  Harry followed closely and slowly got into the pipe, then let go and let himself slide down.  It felt like hurtling down a dark, slimy, endless slide.  He could see many more pipes branching out in all directions, but none as thick as this one.  Their pipe had twists and turns, seven twists and turns, and the slope was very steep all the way down. He suddenly fell to the ground.  The water pipe became horizontal, and he emerged from the mouth of the pipe, falling to the wet ground with a pop.  It was a dark stone tunnel large enough for a man to stand in it.  Very close to him, Lockhart was rising from the ground, covered in slime and as pale as a ghost.  Harry stood aside, and Ron emerged from the tube with a whoosh.  "We must be miles beneath the school," Harry said, his voice echoing in the dark tunnel.  "Probably under the lake." Ron said.  He squinted his eyes and looked at the dark, slimy walls around him.  Then, all three of them stared at the dark front.  "Lows!" Harry whispered into his wand, and it glowed again.  "Let's go," he said to Ron and Lockhart.  The three people's feet clicked on the wet ground, making a loud sound.  It was so dark in the tunnel that they could only see a small area in front of them.  The light from the wand cast their shadows on the damp wall, making them look like monsters.  "Remember," Harry whispered as they walked forward carefully, "as soon as there is any movement, close your eyes quickly" "I don't know if the glasses Sauron gave you are useful," Ron  Whisper, "I hope it protects you from harm."?¡± The tunnel was as silent as a tomb. They only heard an unexpected sound, a click, and it turned out that it was Ron stepping on a mouse skull. Harry lowered his wand and checked the ground, and found that there were some small skulls everywhere.  Animal bones. Harry tried hard not to imagine what Ginny would look like when they found him. He led the way forward and turned around a dark bend in the tunnel. "Harry, there's something there."  " Ron grabbed Harry's shoulders and said hoarsely. The three people suddenly stood still and stared. Harry saw the outline of a coiled giant, lying motionless on the other side of the tunnel. "  Maybe it fell asleep.  " He gasped, looking back at the other two people. Lockhart pressed his hands tightly against his eyes. Harry turned his head and looked at the huge thing again. His heart was beating fast and he felt a dull pain in his chest.  Harry squinted his eyes as small as he could while still being able to see, and now he really hoped that his glasses would protect him. He sidled forward slowly, wand held high in his hand.  The light shines on a huge snake skin, which is green and very bright. It looks like the skin of a venomous snake, lying coiled on the ground of the tunnel. It is obvious that the skin has just shed its skin.  The animal was at least twenty feet long.  "Ron sighed feebly. There was a sudden movement behind them. It was Gilderoy Lockhart's knees that gave way and he collapsed. "Get up.  Ron said sternly, pointing his wand at Lockhart. Lockhart stood up - he jumped at Ron and knocked him to the ground. Harry rushed forward, but it was too late. Lockhart  Te stood up breathlessly, holding Ron's wand in his hand, with his characteristic smile on his face, showing his bright teeth. "Children, your adventure is over!" he said.  , "I will take this belt to the school and tell them that I came too late and failed to save the girl, and as soon as you saw her bloody body, you sadly lost your mind."  "Farewell to your memory!" He raised Ron's malfunctioning wand high above his head and shouted: "Forget it all!" Harry lifted Ron's wand at the moment Lockhart raised it.  Then he pulled it and shouted "Armor for protection" "Bang!" The wand in Lockhart's hand suddenly exploded, and its power was no less than a small bomb.  Harry covered his head with his arms and ran, tripping over coiled snakeskin and dodging large chunks of rubble that fell from the tunnel ceiling to the ground.  Then he stood up and faced a thick wall of rubble alone.  "Ron!" he shouted, "Are you okay? Ron!" "I'm here!" Ron's muffled voice came from behind the gravel wall.  "I'm fine. But this idiot is unlucky - he was hit by the wand." With a dull impact, someone screamed: "Ouch." From the sound, it seemed that Ron had been kicked.  Lockhart's calf.  "What now?" Ron said, his voice sounding desperate, "We can't get through. It's going to take a long time" Harry looked up at the ceiling of the tunnel, where several huge cracks appeared.  He had never tried to use magic to separate something as big as these rocks, and it seemed inappropriate to try now - what if the entire tunnel collapsed? There was another crash and an "ouch" from the other side of the rocks.  They are wasting time.  Ginny had been in the Chamber of Secrets for several hours.  Harry knew there was only one way to go.  "Wait here," he called to Ron, "wait with Lockhart. I'll keep going. If I'm not back within the hour" There was a pregnant pause.  "Let me see if I can move this rock," said Ron, as if trying to keep his voice steady, "so you can - you can get back in. And, Harry -" "Later  See you soon," Harry said, trying to inject some confidence into his shaky voice.  Then, he walked across the huge snake skin alone.  Soon, the sound of Ron moving rocks could no longer be heard.  The tunnel turned one corner after another.  Every nerve in Harry was shaking uncomfortably.  He hoped to reach the end of the tunnel quickly, but at the same time he was afraid that the tunnel would actually end.  Finally, he carefully turned another corner and finally found a solid wall standing in front of him, with two intertwined snakes carved on it, and their eyes were set with large, shining emeralds.  .  Harry stepped closer, feeling his throat dry.  Now there is no need to imagine these two stone snakes as real, their eyes lookExactly like life.  Harry guessed what he had to do.  He cleared his throat, his emerald eyes seeming to twinkle.  "Open it," Harry said in a low, hoarse hiss.  The two snakes separated, and the stone wall cracked in the middle, slowly sliding to both sides and disappearing.  Harry, trembling all over, walked inside.  He was also standing at the side of a long, dimly lit room.  Many stone pillars carved with entangled snakes towered up to support the ceiling that melted into the darkness above, casting long and strange black shadows on the entire room that was filled with green and mysterious mist.  Harry's heart was beating wildly as he stood there, listening to the chilling silence.  He pulled out his wand and advanced slowly between the stone pillars coiled with giant snakes.  Every cautious step he took produced a hollow, loud echo among the ghostly walls.  He kept squinting his eyes, ready to close them tightly if there was any sign of trouble.  He always felt that the empty eye sockets of the two stone snakes were always following him.  More than once, he seemed to see something moving, and his stomach cramped with nervousness.  When he reached parallel with the last pair of stone pillars, a statue as tall as the room itself loomed before him, clinging to the dark wall behind.  Harry had to raise his neck high to see the huge face above: it was an old, monkey-like face, with a long sparse beard that almost reached the hem of the wizard's robes carved in stone.  Above, two gray feet stood on the smooth floor of the room.  Between the two feet, lying face down, was a small figure in black robes, with hair as red as flames.  "Ginny!" Harry called in a low voice, hurried to her side and knelt down.  "Ginny! Don't die! Please, don't die!" He threw his wand aside, grabbed Ginny by the shoulders, and turned her over.  Her face was like marble, cold and bloodless, but her eyes were closed, so she was not petrified.  Then, she must be "Ginny, please wake up." Harry begged in a low voice as he shook her desperately.  Ginny's head drooped lifelessly.  "She won't wake up." A voice said softly.  Startled, Harry turned on his knees.  A tall boy with black hair was leaning on the nearest stone pillar, looking at him.  The boy's outline was strangely vague, as if Harry were looking at him through a fogged window.  But there's no doubt it's him.  "Tom - Tom Riddle?" Riddle nodded, his eyes not leaving Harry's face.  "What do you mean? She won't wake up?" Harry asked angrily. "She didn't - she didn't -?" "She's alive," Riddle said, "but not much longer."  Harry stared at him blankly.  "Are you a ghost?" Harry asked uncertainly.  "It's a memory," Riddle said quietly, "kept in a diary for fifty years." He pointed to the big toe of the statue.  There lay the diary that Harry had found in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.  "You have to help me, Tom," Harry said, lifting Ginny's head again. "We have to get her out of here. There's a basilisk I don't know where, but it could come at any moment.  . Please, help me" Riddle didn't move.  Harry was sweating profusely and finally lifted Ginny up from the ground. He leaned over to pick up his magic skill.  But the wand was missing.  "Did you see -" When he looked up, Riddle was still looking at him - playing with Harry's wand between his long fingers.  "Thank you," Harry said, reaching for his wand.  A strange smile appeared on Riddle's lips.  He continued to stare at Harry, playing with his wand absently.  "Listen to me," Harry said anxiously, his knees weak under the weight of Ginny, "we must go! If the basilisk comes" "It will not come unless it is summoned.  ." Riddle said indifferently.  Harry lowered Ginny back to the floor. He could no longer hold her.  "What do you mean?" he said, "Come on, give me the wand, I might need it." Riddle's smile became more obvious.  "You won't need it," he said.  Harry looked at him in surprise.  "What do you mean, I won't-" "Harry Potter, I've been waiting a long time," said Riddle, "for a chance to see you. To talk to you." "Oh," Harry  Gradually losing patience, he said, "You probably don't understand what I mean. We are in a secret room now. We might as well talk about it later." "We must talk now." Riddle said.Still with the obvious smile on his face, he pocketed Harry's wand.  Harry stared at him dumbfounded.  What's going on here is so weird.  "How did Ginny become like this?" he asked slowly.  "Oh, that's an interesting question," Riddle said cheerfully.  "It's a long story. According to me, the real reason why Ginny Weasley became like this is that she opened her heart to an invisible stranger and confided all her secrets." "You  What are you talking about?" Harry said.  "The diary," said Riddle, "my diary. For months, little Ginny has been writing in it, telling me her heart-wrenching troubles and sorrows: how she was teased by her brothers, how she couldn't  Not coming to school wearing old robes and carrying old books, and she thought¡ª" Riddle's eyes twinkled slyly, "¡ªthat the famous, kind, and great Harry Potter would never like her.  " When Riddle spoke, his eyes never left Harry's face.  There was an almost greedy look hidden in his eyes.  "It was so boring, listening to an eleven-year-old girl talk about her childish worries," he continued, "but I had the patience to write something back to her, and I was kind and understanding. Kim  Oh, Tom, no one understands me like you do I'm so glad I got this diary to confide in you It's like having a friend you can carry with you in your pocket.  ¡­¡± Riddle let out a cold, piercing laugh that didn¡¯t sound like it came from a sixteen-year-old child.  This made the hairs on the back of Harry's neck stand up.  "Not that I'm bragging, Harry, but I've always been able to charm people at will. So, Ginny opened up her whole soul to me, and her soul happened to be exactly what I needed. I devoured her.  My deepest fears, my deepest secrets, my appetite grew stronger. I became stronger than little Miss Weasley, strong enough to reveal several of my secrets to Miss Weasley.  Open a small part of my soul to her" "What did you say?" Harry asked, feeling his throat burning with dryness.  "Can't you guess, Harry Potter?" Riddle said softly, "It was Ginny Weasley who opened the Chamber of Secrets. It was she who strangled the school's roosters and smeared those on the walls.  Scary words. She unleashed the Slytherin basilisk and attacked the four Mudbloods, as well as the Squib." "No way," Harry muttered.  "Yeah," Riddle said still calmly, "Of course, she didn't know what she was doing at first. It's very interesting. I really hope you can read some of her new diary entries It's really getting better and better.  It gets even more interesting Dear Tom," he looked into Harry's frightened eyes and recited the contents of the diary, "I feel like I'm losing my memory. There are chicken feathers all over my robes and I don't know how they came about.  Got it. Dear Tom, I don't remember what I did on Halloween, but a cat was killed and my chest was covered in paint. Dear Tom, Percy always told me that I looked bad.  Well, it looks a little weird. I think he might be suspicious of me Another attack happened today. I can't remember where I was at the time. Tom, what should I do? I feel like I'm going crazy Ha.  Leigh¡¯s brother always looks at me coldly. Today he petrified a Hufflepuff in public. The students all said he did it, but I think I am the murderer who attacked all these people, Tom!¡±  His fists were clenched and his nails dug deeply into his flesh. He didn't notice that Riddle's tone paused slightly when he mentioned Sauron.  "It took a long, long time before silly little Ginny stopped trusting her diary," Riddle said. "She finally got suspicious and tried to throw it away. That's when you stepped in.  Harry. I couldn't be happier that you found it. I didn't expect that among so many people, you were the one who picked up this diary. You are the one I want to see most" "Why do you want to see me?  asked Harry.  He was seething with rage, and it took a great deal of effort to keep his tone steady.  "Oh, that's right, Harry, Ginny told me all about you," Riddle said, "your thrilling and fascinating past." His eyes passed over the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead.  , the look on his face became hungrier.  "I knew I had to get to know you better, talk to you, and if possible meet you in person. So I decided to let you witness my famous feat of catching that big idiot Hagrid to gain your understanding of  "My trust." "Hagrid is my friend," Harry said, his voice trembling now. "You framed him, didn't you? I can't.""You're mistaken, you didn't expect-" Riddle let out his high-pitched laugh again. "I was the one who exposed Hagrid, Harry."  You can imagine what the situation is like before Mr. Armando Dippet.  On the one hand, there is me, Tom Riddle, who was born poor but is very smart. My parents are dead but I am both wise and courageous. I am a prefect in the school and a model student; on the other hand, there is Hagrid, a big, stupid, clumsy, trouble-making person.  He gets into trouble every other week, raising werewolf cubs under his bed.  Sneak into the Forbidden Forest to fight trolls.  But I have to admit, even I didn't expect the plan to be executed so smoothly.  I thought someone would realize that Hagrid couldn't be the heir of Slytherin.  It took me five years to figure out the situation in the Chamber of Secrets and discover the secret entranceDoes Hagrid have such a mind and ability? It seems that only Dumbledore, the transfiguration teacher, thinks that Hagrid  Ge is innocent.  He persuaded Dippet to keep Hagrid and train him as a gamekeeper.  Yes, I think Dumbledore was probably aware of it.  Dumbledore never seems to like me like other teachers" "I dare say Dumbledore has seen through you a long time ago.  "Harry said through gritted teeth. "Yes, since Hagrid was expelled, he has been monitoring me closely, which is very annoying.  "Riddle said casually, "I know it won't be safe if I open the secret room while I'm at school.  But I don't want to waste so many years of trying to find the secret room.  I decided to leave a diary, to preserve the sixteen-year-old me in those pages, so that one day, with luck, I could guide another person to follow my footsteps and complete the noble journey of Salazar Slytherin.  cause.  "But you're not done yet," Harry said proudly. "No one died this time, not even the cat."  Within a few hours, the mandrake water was prepared and those who had been petrified were brought back to life.  " "Didn't I just tell you?" Riddle said softly, "For me, killing the mudblood is no longer important.  For many months, my new goal has been¡ªyou.  " Harry stared at him in shock. "When my diary was opened again, it was Ginny who wrote in it, not you. Imagine how annoyed I was.  You know, she was very nervous when she saw the diary in your hands.  What if you discovered how to use the diary and I revealed all her secrets to you? Or worse, what if I told you who strangled the school cock? So, this stupid asshole  The little guy waited until no one was in your dormitory, then went in and stole the diary.  But I know what I have to do.  I can see that you are looking for the heir of Slytherin.  From what Ginny has told me about you, I know you will do whatever it takes to unravel this secret - especially since one of your best friends has also been attacked.  Ginny once told me that everyone was talking about you speaking Parseltongue, especially your brother was a Slytherin, and the whole school was in a rage So, I asked Ginny to write a line of suicide note on the wall.  Go down here and wait.  She struggled and cried and fussed, which was really annoying.  But there was not much life left in her body: she injected most of it into the diary, into me, so that I could finally leave the diary.  I've been waiting for you since Ginny and I got here.  I know you will come.  I have many questions for you, Harry Potter.  "What's the problem?" Harry asked sharply, his fists still clenched tightly. "For example," Riddle said, with a cheerful smile on his face, "How do two babies without any particularly magical spells do it?"  Defeated the greatest wizard of all time? How could you escape unscathed, with only a scar, and Voldemort's power destroyed?" Now, there was an odd red light in his wolfish eyes.  ¡°Why do you care how I escaped?  Harry asked in a long voice, "What happened to Voldemort happened many years after your death."  "Voldemort," Riddle said softly, "is my past, present and future, Harry Potter" He took out Harry's wand from his pocket, drew a few times in the air, and wrote three sparkles.  The glowing name: Tommar Voloriddle, and then he waved his wand, and the letters automatically switched places and became: Iamlord Volde-mort. ¡°See?¡± he whispered, ¡°This is my name in Hog.  Watts used it when he was in school, of course, only with my closest friends.  Do you think I have to bear the name of my filthy Muggle father for the rest of my life? You know, I have the blood of Salazar Slytherin himself flowing in my veins, passed down to me through his daughter!  Am I still going to keep that disgusting common Muggle name? He abandoned me before I was born because he found out his wife was a witch! No, Harry.  I??I came up with a new name myself, knowing that one day, when I become the greatest magician in the world, wizards everywhere will not dare to say this name easily!  " Harry's mind seemed to freeze. He looked at Riddle blankly. This was this man. He was once an orphan whose parents both died. When he grew up, he actually killed his and his brother's parents, and so many more.  Others Finally, Harry forced himself to speak. "You're not.  he said, his quiet voice thick with hatred. "Not what?" Riddle asked sharply. "Not the greatest wizard in the world," Harry said breathlessly. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but  , the greatest wizard in the world is Albus Dumbledore.  Everyone says so.  Even when you were powerful, you didn't dare try to control Hogwarts.  Dumbledore saw through you when you were at school, and he still terrifies you, no matter where you hide these days.  "Harry took a breath, "Not only that, but just last year, your conspiracy failed again," Harry said loudly, "My brother defeated you!  "The smile on Riddle's face disappeared, replaced by a cold and arrogant expression. "I just used my memory to drive Dumbledore and your brother out of this castle," he said through gritted teeth.  "You think so, they didn't leave!" Harry retorted. He just wanted to scare Riddle. He hoped what he said was true, but Riddle couldn't believe it.  He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but suddenly he heard the sound of music coming from somewhere. He turned around and looked at the empty secret room. The sound was getting louder and louder.  It was ethereal, ethereal, and exciting. It made the hair on Harry's scalp stand up and his heart doubled in size. The music grew louder and louder, and finally Harry felt it.  It seemed to be vibrating in his chest. At this moment, flames suddenly burst out from the top of the nearest stone pillar. A crimson bird, as big as a crane, suddenly fell from the sky and played it on the vaulted ceiling.  That weird music. It had a golden tail, as long as a peacock's tail, and a pair of golden claws, holding a tattered package in its claws. A second later, the big bird flew straight towards Harry.  Come. It dropped the tattered thing on its talons at Harry's feet, and then rested heavily on Harry's shoulder. When it folded its two huge wings, Harry looked up and saw that it had a long tail.  The big bird, with its long, sharp golden beak and two shining black eyes, stopped singing. It sat quietly on Harry's shoulder, pressing its warm cheek against his, looking at Riddle firmly.  It's a phoenix" Riddle stared at it equally fiercely and said. "Fox?  "Harry was so surprised that he almost couldn't breathe. He felt Big Bird's golden melon seeds gently grabbing his shoulders. "That thing -" Riddle turned his attention to the tattered thing that Fox had just thrown down.  , ¡°It¡¯s the school¡¯s broken sorting hat.  "It was indeed it. Dirty, wrinkled, and patched, it lay motionless at Harry's feet. Riddle laughed wildly again. He laughed so hard that it made the dark chamber tremble slightly,  It was as if ten Riddles were laughing at the same time. "That's what Dumbledore gave his protector! A singing bird and a broken hat! Harry Potter, you feel brave."  Do you feel safe?" Harry did not answer. He might not see the use of Fawkes and the Sorting Hat, but he felt that he was no longer alone. With gradually growing courage, he waited for Riddle to stop his attack.  Laughing wildly. "Back to the topic, Harry," Riddle said, still smiling proudly, "In your past and my future, we have encountered each other twice.  I failed to kill you both times.  How did you escape death? Tell me everything.  How long your words last, how long your life will last.  Harry was thinking quickly, weighing his chances of victory. Riddle had the wand. He, Harry, had Fawkes and the Sorting Hat, neither of which would be of much use in a duel. Indeed, the situation was not good.  . However, the longer Riddle stood there, the less and less life appeared in Ginny At the same time, Harry suddenly discovered that Riddle's originally blurry outline was becoming clear and stable.  If there must be a fight between him and Riddle, the sooner the better. "No one knows why you suddenly lost your strength when you attacked me and Sauron," Harry said stiffly, "I myself.  Not sure either.  But I know why you failed to kill us.  Because my mother died to save us.  That ordinary Muggle-born mother," he went on, trembling with suppressed rage, "kept you from killing me and my brother.  I have seen the real you, and I saw you again last year.  All you have left isWith a pile of junk, it can only be regarded as half-dead.  See, you used to have great magical powers, but you ended up like this.  You hide here and there, you are ugly and disgusting!" Riddle narrowed his eyes. Then he showed a ferocious smile. "So that's it.  Your mother died to save you.  Yes, that's a very effective spell-breaker.  I understand now - at the end of the day, there's nothing special about you.  You know, I never figured this out.  Because there are some strange similarities between me and you brothers, Harry Potter.  You must have noticed it yourself.  We were both half-bloods, both orphans, raised by Muggles.  Perhaps the only two Parseltongues to enter Hogwarts since the great Slytherin himself. As for your brother, like me, a powerful Slytherin, we even look a bit alike.  Well But in the final analysis, it turns out that you escaped from me just by luck.  That's all I want to know.  " Harry stood there, nervously waiting for Riddle to raise his wand. But the smile on Riddle's face became more ferocious, but suddenly, his eyes shrank and looked behind Harry. " As if appearing from the darkness  Like Harry's shadow, a person walked out slowly, with the same figure, the same appearance, and even a big bird squatting on his shoulder - a black phoenix "You are Sauron  " Voldemort's voice was gloomy and depressed, and he narrowed his red eyes, "I'm really surprised.  " Harry couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised when he saw Sauron. At least he knew that Sauron was far more powerful than him. Perhaps, he could bring these people out of danger. " Sauron, this man is Voldemort. He took Ginny  After catching this, I still want to" Harry said eagerly, but Sauron interrupted him with a wave of his hand. Sauron looked at Voldemort with an expressionless face, while Fulbotor shouted provocatively at Fawkes. "Fate is really magical.  ," Sauron said coldly, "Once again, I am facing you, Voldemort," he narrowed his eyes, "And how much I am looking forward to this reunion.  "    "snort.  "Voldemort sneered, "Then, let us compete in a test of strength. On one side is Voldemort, the heir of Salazar Slytherin, and on the other side are the Potter brothers, with a heart for revenge and the best weapon Dumbledore can give him.  .  " Voldemort looked at Sauron cautiously, took a few steps back, and looked up at the face of the Slytherin stone statue hidden high in the darkness. He opened his mouth and made a hissing sound - but Harry understood  What he said. ¡°Speak to me, Slytherin, the greatest of the Hogwarts Four.  " Harry quickly turned around and looked up at the statue. Fox shook his shoulder. He was about to remind Sauron. But he heard Sauron's arrogant and cold voice, "This is meaningless, Voldemort.  At six years old, what qualifications do you have to resist in my hands.  " Slytherin's huge stone face moved. Harry saw with extreme horror that its mouth opened wider and wider, and finally formed a huge black hole. " Something was moving in the mouth of the statue. What?  Something rustled upward from the depths of the statue. "Get Ginny out of here, Harry.  Sauron said calmly, and with a wave of his wand, Ginny floated up gently and flew towards Harry. Harry nodded, pulled the floating Ginny back, and closed his eyes tightly.  Harry felt a huge thing fall to the stone floor, and the chamber shook. Harry knew what was going on. He could feel it, and he could almost see the giant snake unfolding from Slytherin's mouth.  Its coiled body. Then he heard Riddle's hissing voice: "Kill them.  "The huge basilisk was green all over, glowing with the bright light unique to poisonous snakes. Its body was as thick as the trunk of an oak tree. Its cold yellow eyes flashed with cold light, and it walked over again in a winding way. "Hmph.  Sauron was disdainful and had no intention of avoiding the basilisk's gaze. In Voldemort's surprised eyes, Sauron observed the basilisk indifferently. When he turned back to look at Voldemort, Voldemort saw Sauron's cold sharpness clearly.  The golden eyes like knives screamed, and then flew towards the basilisk. When he passed by the basilisk's head, his claws passed by, but he took off a large piece of the basilisk's flesh, almost exposing its bones.  At this moment, Fox also flew over and viciously pecked the basilisk's skull with its long, sword-like beak. In fact, contrary to the phoenix's gorgeous appearance, the phoenix's attack was extremely bloody and cruel.  Blood splashed on the ground like a shower, and the basilisk's tail swung wildly, blindly trying to bite the phoenix in the air, but Voldemort nimbly dodged it, "It seems that the basilisk is."  I can't help you much," he said nonchalantly. He looked at Sauron so that he could stare at his golden eyes without hesitation.?, and the pupils in his shining red eyes also shrank slightly, becoming a little narrow and narrow. "We are really similar." "I am stronger than you now," Sauron said nonchalantly, "You can't win.  "It's possible." "I admit it," Voldemort said calmly, "But I still want to fight," he said freely, "Killing the weak, and then dying at the hands of the stronger, perhaps, in a real battle that belongs to the strong.  Death is what I expect." The two were silent. The next moment, Sauron and Voldemort waved their wands over their heads at the same time, pointing at each other. The flashing tip of the wand passed through the air, causing a thunderous sound.  There was a loud sound, and then, red and green spells collided between the two of them, erupting into a terrifying wave of magic that shook the entire secret room.  The two people continued to release spells at each other, and at the same time did not avoid the spells. Sauron's body ignited with black flames, annihilating all the spells fired by Voldemort. Similarly, a thin layer of Voldemort's body also rose around him.  Thin green flames, and occasionally a few spells passed through the magic flame barrier, and were scattered by Voldemort's wave.  The two people were unleashing their power to their heart's content, and the overflowing magic power turned the ground around them into fine sand.  Harry dragged Ginny through the corridor, his heart filled with worry. Sauron was his only relative, and he was currently fighting a dangerous and ugly snake and Voldemort, but he also knew that he might not be able to help anyone if he went back.  busy.  Soon, Harry could hear the sound of moving stones. It was Ron. He was trying his best to move the stones on the other side of the collapsed stone pile. Now there was a gap on the edge of the stone pile. Hearing footsteps, Ron was nervous.  "Harry, is that you Harry?!" "It's me." Harry tried to calm down his tone and put his face to the gap, "Ginny is with me." "Ginny  "How is she?" Ron asked nervously, "Is she okay?" "She fainted." Harry said quickly, "The basilisk is in the secret room, and there is Voldemort."  "What?!" Ron took a breath and said in horror, "Are they chasing you?" At the same time, he worked harder to move the rocks, wanting to dig a hole out of the pile of rocks immediately, "Harry, move the rocks quickly."  , let¡¯s get out of here.¡± ¡°They are not chasing, Sauron is inside, he is fighting with Voldemort.¡± Harry was very nervous, he gritted his teeth and said firmly: ¡°I want to go back, you continue to move the rocks.¡±  Are you crazy?" Ron said loudly, "Are you going to die?" Harry stopped. He couldn't deny the fear in his heart. He could clearly feel the fear of the Basilisk and Voldemort.  His body was trembling with fear and nervousness, but he knew that he could not leave his brother alone to face the enemy, otherwise he would never be able to forgive himself.  He couldn't help but squeeze his hand, and then he realized that he was still holding the old Sorting Hat in his hand.  Harry really didn't understand the purpose of Fox bringing this hat to him. Facing Voldemort and the Basilisk, what was the use of it?  Harry closed his eyes tightly for a long time. After a long time, he opened his eyes, suppressed the fear in his heart, and walked resolutely towards the direction of the secret room. When he took the first step, he suddenly felt that the hat in his hand became heavy. He was stunned.  After a moment, he looked at the hat in his hand, as if there was something wrapped in it.  He put his hand into the hat and felt a long, hard object under the hat - a shining silver sword appeared in the hat, with a dazzling egg-sized ruby ??on the hilt.  Harry looked at the sword in his hand in surprise, then he raised his head and ran quickly towards the secret room.  The secret room was in a mess, with broken stones everywhere. Sauron and Voldemort were still fighting, but it could be seen that the young Voldemort seemed to be struggling. The green flames around him were already very thin, which forced him to turn into black from time to time.  The smoke flashed elsewhere to dodge Sauron's spell.  "Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort flashed behind Sauron, quickly released a death curse, and then shouted "Armor for protection!" Sauron issued a bright golden spell and rubbed it on the surface of Voldemort's protection spell.  A ripple shot out and shot towards Slytherin's statue, blasting Slytherin's old face into a deep pit, leaving only the entrance for the Basilisk to enter and exit.  Sauron frowned and looked at the embarrassed Voldemort. He could feel that Voldemort's power was weakening, not his vitality, but the power of his soul.  He couldn't help but sneer, "You can't win, Voldemort." "I know." Unexpectedly free and easy.  "Then, let's end this farce." Sauron opened his arms, and the air in the entire chamber was shaking. Voldemort looked at Sauron cautiously, and tentatively issued a death curse, but as soon as the green light flew out of the wand, it quickly  Dissipate in the air.  Voldemort's pupils shrank sharply, and he was about to dodge??Leave, only to find that the entire space is filled with chaotic and violent magic fluctuations. Obviously, Sauron wants to use absolute power to win. After all, the sixteen-year-old Voldemort has just ignited the original fire, plus he is not a soul.  The body cannot resist at all.  Black chains suddenly appeared in the void, with mysterious runes and black flames surrounding these chains. One end of the chain extended into the void, while the other end was buried in Sauron's body.  .  Black flames suddenly rose from the ground beneath Voldemort's feet, surrounding him.  "This is my respect for you." Sauron said coldly, "disappear completely from the world!" The basilisk seemed to sense Voldemort's crisis and rushed over crazily, not caring about the two phoenixes attacking it.  Now the basilisk can hardly see the glory it had at the beginning. Its whole body was torn apart by two phoenixes, and its flesh and blood were all blurred. Both eyes were blind, and half of the flesh on its head was gone, revealing its white bones. It roared.  , rushed over smelling Sauron's scent.  "Get away!" Sauron waved his wand hand at it, and the huge basilisk flew out and hit the wall.  Surrounded by black flames, Voldemort realized that there was no way out. Instead, he smiled freely. He looked at Sauron - Sauron seemed to have no emotions at this time, just like an eternal flame, merging with the vast world.  One body.  Voldemort closed his eyes, and the next moment, Voldemort disappeared, turning into a bright green fire, rushing through the siege of black flames, and shooting towards Sauron - since the ending is the same, why not disappear in glory.  Sauron narrowed his eyes suddenly and waved his left hand forward. The next moment, a dazzling light illuminated the entire secret room, and then it returned to darkness.  Sauron stood there, the black chains disappeared, and the raging black fire also disappeared, leaving only a thin layer draped around Sauron like a robe.  Sauron's left arm disappeared, and a large chunk of his shoulder was missing. Red blood dripped and rose into clusters of black flames in mid-air.  "Would you rather burn your soul than give it a try?" Sauron narrowed his eyes, "As expected of Voldemort." He lowered his head and looked at the empty left side of his body, but just frowned, pressed his wand against his left shoulder, and then, visible to the naked eye,  , wisps of black flames swirled and condensed, turning into thick white bones, growing from the left shoulder until they grew out of the fingertips.  Sauron raised his left arm, and the black smoke-like flames clung to the bones, looking particularly strange.  The red blood was like a bunch of vines, winding up the bones and turning into flesh.  Hearing the footsteps, Sauron turned his head slightly. The black robe was repaired as before, covering his arms that were still exposed with bones and flesh.  Harry hurried in, holding the sword tightly in his hand.  Seeing Sauron, he hurried over.  "Are you okay?" Harry asked eagerly.  Sauron shook his head, "It's all over. The basilisk is dead, and Voldemort is also dead." Harry couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.  He looked towards the wall, where the huge corpse of the basilisk lay motionless.  Fox felt Harry, fluttered his wings and flew happily over and landed on his shoulder, while Forbotor landed on the basilisk's neck, pecking at the flesh. A large piece of snake meat was missing there, obviously.  It¡¯s not just Dark Phoenix eating it himself.  Sauron glanced at the Black Phoenix and ignored it.  He looked around, and with a wave of his hand, Harry's wand and a diary flew over and fell into his hands - Tom Riddle's diary, intact as before, but Sauron could feel that there was nothing inside.  There is no more Voldemort's soul, now, this is just an ordinary diary.  And Tom Riddle, the sixteen-year-old Voldemort, has turned into that dazzling green flame and disappeared from the world forever.  "Let's go," Sauron handed the wand to Harry and patted his shoulder, "I think Ginny should be awake." Harry nodded, and the two left the secret room along the way they came.  After a while, they arrived at the pile of rocks that blocked the passage. Now, Ron had moved a large piece of the pile of rocks.  Seeing Harry and Sauron, he said excitedly, "I'm so glad to see you again. Are you okay?" Harry nodded and said happily, "It's over. The Basilisk is dead and Voldemort is finished." Sauron looked at it.  The pile of stones, said: "Ron, Harry, stand back." He pointed at the pile of stones with his wand. Under the surprised eyes of Harry and Ron, the stones quickly shattered, then turned into fine sand and spread out.  One place.  Ron came over and saw Ginny lying on the ground, and walked over eagerly.  "Are you okay, Ginny. Wake up, Ginny, don't scare me." Ginny's breathing was even, but a little weak.  Sauron sighed. When Voldemort burned his soul, he also destroyed part of Ginny's vitality. This made her very weak at this time, and it might take some time for her to recover.  Sauron walked up to her and pointed at her with his wand.?, and whispered softly: "Recover quickly." Ginny's face turned rosy. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Ron and Harry with anxious faces, and also saw Sauron standing aside.  .  She shuddered, gasped, and burst into tears.  "Brother, Harry - oh - at breakfast, I - I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't - couldn't say it in front of Percy. It was me, Harry - but  I-I swear I-I didn't mean it, Riddle forced me, he-he controlled me. How-did you kill that-that guy? Riddle was-  - Where? I - the last thing I remember is him coming out of the diary -" "It's all right now," said Harry, showing Ginny the diary. "Look! Sauron's done with him.  The basilisk is gone. Come on, Ginny, let's get out of here¡ª" "I'm going to be kicked out!" Ginny cried as Harry and Ron helped her stagger to her feet. "  I've been looking forward to studying at Hogwarts since Bill came here. Now that I have to leave, what will my parents say?" "Okay, it's over." Luo.  Ron patted Ginny's back comfortingly, but Ginny kept sobbing. Ron didn't understand Ginny's broken words, but he knew that she was frightened.  Fox was hovering in the tunnel, and the golden-red light on his body was particularly conspicuous in the dark tunnel.  "What's going on with that big bird?" Ron asked curiously.  "It belongs to Dumbledore." Harry said, thinking about how to help Ginny conceal her opening the Chamber of Secrets.  "How come you have a sword?" Ron asked in surprise, staring at the shining silver weapon in Harry's hand.  "I'll explain it to you slowly when we get out of here. By the way, where's Lockhart?" "Over there," Ron said, grinning, and pointed his head towards the tunnel leading to the water pipe.  The place was raised, "His condition is very bad. Go over and have a look." Fox's broad bright red wings emitted a soft golden light in the darkness.  They followed it all the way back to the entrance to the water pipe.  Gilderoy Lockhart sat there, humming to himself.  "His memory was gone," said Ron. "The Oblivion Charm was fired backwards, not hitting us, but hitting himself. He had no memory of who he was, where he was, and he didn't recognize us.  I told him to come up here and wait. It's not safe for him to stay there." Lohat looked up at them kindly.  "Hello," he said, "This is a strange place, isn't it? Do you live here?" "No," said Ron, raising his eyebrows at Harry.  Harry bent down and looked up through the long, dark water pipe.  "Have you ever thought about how we can get back up there along the water pipe?" Harry said to Ron.  Ron shook his head, and then Harry and Ron looked at Sauron together.  "It's not difficult." Sauron said easily, pointing at Fawkes, "It is a phoenix, and you must hold on to it one by one. Ginny, you hold Ron's hand. Professor Lockhart - like this,  It can fly you up. "But can it carry so many people? I mean, it's just a bird." Ron said uncertainly.  Sauron smiled a little weirdly, "Of course, if you don't want it to take you up, I can do that too." Ron looked at Fox, then looked at Sauron who was smiling weirdly, shrunk his neck, and decided  Let the phoenix take him up.  "I'll take this guy up." Sauron glanced at Lockhart in the corner and walked over.  Harry stuffed his sword and Sorting Hat into his belt, Ron grabbed the back of Harry's robes, and Ginny with his other hand. Harry reached out and grabbed the surprisingly hot feathers on Fawkes' tail.  A strange sense of relief quickly passed through his body, and then, with a breath, they all flew upward along the water pipe.  The cold air blew Harry's hair.  He was still enjoying the pleasure of the flight when the journey ended - the four landed on the damp floor of Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, and the sink, which concealed the pipes, slid back into its place.  "Where is Sauron?" Harry asked, "They haven't come up yet" Suddenly, a black flame suddenly appeared, Sauron appeared next to them, and poor Lockhart's feet touched the ground,  He just knelt on the ground and kept retching.  Myrtle looked at them with wide eyes.  "You're alive," she said to Harry disappointedly.  "There's no need to speak in such a disappointed tone." Harry said with a straight face, wiping off the specks of dust on his spectacle lenses.Blood and slime.  "Oh, that's rightI've been thinking that if you die, you are welcome to share this toilet with me." Myrtle said, her face turned silver in shyness.  "Haha!" Ron said as they left the bathroom and walked towards the empty corridor outside, "Harry! I think Myrtle has fallen in love with you! Ginny, you have a rival!" However, the tears still seemed like tears.  Like broken pearls, they rolled silently down Ginny's cheeks.  "Where to go now?" Ron asked Ginny anxiously.  Sauron pointed ahead, and Fox led the way, shining golden light along the corridor.  "Just follow it. I have something else to do and I have to leave first." After saying that, he strode away, leaving Lockhart squatting on the ground languidly.  Ron and Harry looked at each other and quickly followed Fawkes. A moment later, they found themselves standing outside Professor McGonagall's office.  Harry knocked on the door and pushed it open.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­
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