Chapter 233 Mr. Tom, fake penis lover!
The sudden change made everyone in the room stunned.
Harry originally thought that he was going to die here, but when he saw Rove, his brows were filled with unconcealable joy, and he almost grabbed his sleeve and wept with joy.
Tom didn't expect that there was another person hiding in the room. There was a haze in his eyes, and then he hid his emotions very well, and smiled and said:
"Rolf Scamander?"
"You know my name?" Rove narrowed his eyes.
"Of course." Tom looked around carefully and said, "You are the second person I want to see besides Potter..."
"Are you looking for Professor Dumbledore?" Rove smiled and said, "He won't be the third person you want to see, right?"
The smile on Tom's face disappeared, he gritted his teeth and said, "I have driven that man out of this castle!"
"Tom, you don't even want to call Dumbledore a professor." Rove chuckled and said:
"Is there anything like 'you kick him out', you can lie to Harry, don't really fool yourself, it's okay for him to believe it, and it can give you some comfort, but don't mess with yourself And really... like a clown."
"..."
"Then where is he?" Tom laughed angrily, "Why didn't he show up to save you?"
"Professors are everywhere!" Rove made a silent gesture and said with a smile: "Besides, do you still need him to take action against you?
Badgers eat snakes! "
"Bluuf!" Tom sneered and said, "You killed my basilisk and destroyed my secret room, and I'm going to settle accounts with you."
"Tom, do you want to be ashamed?" Rove put his arms around his chest and said with an angry smile:
"The basilisk lived well with me, but its eyes were stabbed blind by... Voldemort. I ate and drank offerings every day. How much was the expense and pressure?!"
"I didn't destroy the Chamber of Secrets, but Voldemort burned it down with the Fiercefire Curse! He set a fire and burned down the thousand-year-old historical relics, and he asked me to settle the score... You fucking blame me for it? !
You're made of candles...was your head kicked by a centaur, or did you have surgery and put it on your ass? ! "
"..."
Tom was scolded by Rove, and his face turned pale... No one dared to speak to him in such a tone!
But suddenly a look of joy flashed across Tom's face and he said, "So you saw him?"
"I know what you want to ask, I saw... Voldemort is still alive." Rove sneered:
"But he is in a very bad state, stripped of his body, worse than ghosts and the humblest wandering spirits, as powerless as the weakest creatures..."
"But he's still alive, after losing his power!" Tom narrowed his eyes and said softly, "It seems that my magic has worked!!"
"Rove, who is he?" Harry stood behind Rove and asked in a low voice, "Why do you care so much about Voldemort?"
"Harry, Tom Riddle is his real name, and he has another notoriety." Rove patiently explained:
"That notoriety is known to everyone from Ireland to Khitan, everyone knows... Voldemort!"
Harry gaped open-mouthed, staring at Riddle in astonishment. This was the man who had killed his parents, and so many others.
"That's right! Tom Riddle is the name I used when I was studying at Hogwarts, but why would I use a dirty Muggle name for the rest of my life?" The corners of Tom's mouth curled up, and he said proudly:
"You know, in my veins, the blood of the great Salazar Slytherin flows, so I changed my name to Voldemort."
He raised Harry's wand, drew a few times in the air, and wrote three shiny names:
Tom Marvolo Riddle
(Tom Marvolo Riddle).
With a wave of Tom's wand, the letters automatically switched places and became:
I am Lord Voldemort
(I am Voldemort)
Tom looked at Rove and Harry haughtily, with a gloomy arc on the corner of his mouth, with great satisfaction and pride.
Obviously, he is quite satisfied with his "stage name".
But Rove also waved his wand, and the letters floating in the air were rearranged again and became:
Mr. Tom a Dildo Lover
(Mr Tom, a fake dick lover)
"..."
Looking at the words in the air, Harry couldn't help laughing, but he quickly covered his mouth. How could he laugh on such a serious occasion... It's just that he endured it very hard.
Tom was furious when he heard the harsh laughter, and then he looked straight at Rove, not hiding his killing intent for the first time, and said coldly:
"Scamander, you are very smart, but you can't control your hands and mouth. One day, you will regret it."
"Oops, Tom, you actually discovered my biggest secret. In order to keep this secret, I still ask you..." Rove looked at Tom with red eyes, the smile on his face slowly dissipated, and he said word by word:
"Go to hell!"
Rove didn't make any extra moves, his eyes contained a lot of magic power:
"Petrified Gaze!"
Tom's body was not petrified like the wizard, but became black and smoky, and he fell to the ground motionless, with a surprised expression on his face.
But Tom quickly turned into smoke, and another one appeared, but his body was slightly more transparent than before.
"Your magic and the basilisk's..."
Before Tom could finish his words, the seeds hidden in the cauldron had sprouted and taken root, rolling towards him, completely entangled him.
Rove appeared in front of Tom, grabbed his neck suddenly with one hand, and stabbed him in the abdomen with a goblin dagger.
Tom's figure disappeared again, but this time he learned the lesson and didn't appear again.
Tom gets a lot of life from Wormtail, freeing himself from the journal activity.
But this kind of escape is not unlimited, every time he is killed, some power will be consumed... until the power is exhausted, he can no longer appear.
Similarly, Tom can come out before his power is completely exhausted. If he wants to kill him safely, he must destroy the diary, the Horcrux.
"Harry, do you have the diary?" Rove asked.
Harry quickly dug into his pocket and found the black diary.
Rove looked around and said loudly: "Tom, you have already failed. You have no basilisk, no potion, and you rely on the lives that Wormtail gave you. Do you think you can leave this room?"
"It seems that you know a lot." Tom's figure appeared again.
This time, he already seemed less tangible, with an odd, foggy shimmer about him.
Rove provoked dissension: "You trusted an untrustworthy person. Wormtail betrayed the Order of the Phoenix and Voldemort. Why can't he betray you."
"I admit I miscalculated, but do you think you've won?" Tom's voice echoed across the room.
"Rofe, the diary isn't with me!" Harry yelled.
"Who is that on?" Rove suddenly remembered something, and he suddenly looked at Lockhart in the corner.
The rope on Professor Lockhart's body has been loosened, and he holds a black diary and a small bottle of potion in his hand...
Under Tom's control, Lockhart poured the potion into his mouth.
"Scamander, without Potter, I still have a sacrifice, hahaha..."
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(Chapter 2 tomorrow morning)