Riddle and Voldemort

The statue of Salazar Slytherin stands in the center of the stone pillar, surrounded by countless stone pillars, and several ferocious pythons are hovering on each pillar.

"What's that?" Harry suddenly noticed a fiery red object at the foot of the statue, took out his wand and moved forward cautiously, a small figure in a black robe caught his eye, "Ginny!" Harry whispered, hurried to her side, and knelt. "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 marble, cold, and without Bloody, but her eyes were closed, so she was not petrified.

Augustus and the others stepped forward, and Ron walked quickly and half-kneeled beside Ginny, with a worried look in his eyes, "Ginny, please wake up." Ron shook her desperately. , pleaded in a low voice. Ginny's head drooped lifelessly.

"There have been so many guests in the secret room for a long time. Welcome, everyone." A voice sounded behind several people. Augustus was slightly shocked. It appeared out of thin air for no reason. Appear. A tall, dark-haired boy was leaning against the nearest stone pillar, watching them. The boy's outline was vague and strange as if looking at him through a foggy window. But without a doubt it was him.

"Tom—Tom ​​Riddle?" Riddle nodded, keeping his eyes on Harry's face. "Don't try to wake her up, she won't wake up." "What do you mean? What's wrong with her?" Ron questioned the slightly strange person in front of him with anger in his eyes. "She's alive," Riddle said, "but not much longer."

"Your form is very strange, is it a ghost? But ghosts shouldn't appear in this way, it's interesting, really interesting." Augustus' silver pupils flickered with inexplicable light, and a circle of faint data continued to pass through exploration. The Eye was transmitted into Augustus' brain.

Riddle was a little stunned, looking at Augustus's constantly spinning pupils with a confused expression as if he was under the sun, everything in his body seemed to be no longer a secret, and this feeling made him feel inexplicable for the first time. irritable. "It's a memory," Riddle restrained the strange emotions that appeared a little, and continued with a calm expression with a Chizhu in his hand, "It was kept in a diary for fifty years." He pointed to the big toe of the statue. There lay the diary Harry had found in Weeping Myrtle's bathroom.

"The power of memory? Existing in this way, even in my hometown, is an amazing way. Only those who have stepped on a certain step are qualified to use this power. It seems that your deity is extraordinary." The corner of Stu's mouth drew a smile and said lightly.

"Indeed, in the books I have read in the past, there are indeed such methods of extracting memory to give life, but it has now been strictly prohibited by the Ministry of Magic because this type of spell often involves several very powerful spells. Black magic, such a method is not the right way." Loki's amber pupils were full of surprises as if he had discovered a new continent. For him, the legends recorded in the book appeared in reality. an amazing feeling.

"You are Slytherin students, right? It seems that today's Slytherin students are quite high-quality, and they are already well known at such an age." Riddle smiled and looked at the snake-shaped badges on their robes. It seems that he has a strong interest in Augustus and Loki in front of him.

"Let's talk about the diary and his existence later. The most important thing now is to get Ginny out first. Don't you forget that there is a basilisk in there? Although you don't know where it is, it may come over at any time. Come and help everyone." Harry looked at the group of people anxiously and began to want to pick up Ginny.

Ron was in charge of stabilizing and balancing beside him. The two were sweating profusely, and they finally half-lifted Ginny from the ground. Harry leaned over to pick up his magic trick. But the wand was gone. "Have you seen-"

When he looked up, Riddle was still watching him - fiddling with Harry's wand between his long fingers. "Thanks," said Harry, reaching for his wand. Riddle's mouth curled into an odd smile. He continued to stare at Harry, playing with his wand carelessly.

Augustus' silver pupils stopped spinning, and suddenly there was an inexplicable smile in his eyes. He quietly stood aside and continued to watch the development of the situation.

"Listen to me," Harry said anxiously, his knees going weak from the dead Ginny, "we have to go! If the basilisk comes..."

"It won't come unless it's called," said Riddle nonchalantly.

Harry put Ginny back on the floor, he couldn't hold her anymore.

"What do you mean?" he said. "Come on, give me the wand, I might need it."

Riddle's smile grew more pronounced.

"You won't need it anymore," he said.

Harry looked at him in surprise.

"What did you say, I won't-"

"Harry, can't you see that the man named Tom Riddle in front of you is not the same person as us, not only why he suddenly appeared in this strange secret room, but the way he appeared, based on memory There is a method, this kind of secret technique involving a variety of black magic is not a method that any righteous wizard will use." Loki's tone was indifferent, awakening Harry from his confusion.

"If I guess right, you are Voldemort's memory fifty years ago, interesting word game, Tom Riddle." Augustus raised his silver wand, and several fiery red letters representing his name appeared in the air, Harry watched silently, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of Riddle's mouth, "Rearrange it." The red letters interlaced in the air rearranged the order, and formed a shining inexplicable sentence "I am Voldemort!"

"Haha, amazing, such simple information, can guess my true identity." "Voldemort," said Riddle softly, "my past, present, and future. In my veins, Sarah flows Chas Lytherin's blood was passed on 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 My wife is a witch! No, I've come up with a new name for myself, and I know that one day when I'm the greatest wizard in the world, wizards everywhere won't dare say it lightly!"

Augustus quietly listened to Riddle's angry remarks, his silver pupils shone with dazzling rays of light.