Online Games: Harry Potter: The Age of Magic

Chapter 286 Time Abrasion

Hogwarts Castle, in the dark cavern below the Chamber of Secrets entrance.

Tom, who woke up from the coma, didn't make the slightest movement. He tried his best to maintain the state before waking up, and slowly groped around with his hands, trying to find his wand.

"At the feet!"

Grace's voice was hoarse and cold.

Hearing the sound, Tom turned over and sat up immediately, reached his feet with his right hand, picked up the wand and released a glow spell at the same time.

"Who are you? You knocked me out?"

His eyes flickered in the soft light.

Grice stood quietly in the distance without looking at him: "Slytherin, Grice."

"Slytherin? Grace?"

Tom was taken aback for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "As a Slytherin prefect, why didn't I know there was someone like you in Slytherin?"

The eyes behind the silk blindfold glanced at him, but did not answer his question:

"That has nothing to do with you. Now that you're awake, leave here."

"Leave? I am the heir of Slytherin. I should inherit everything in the Chamber of Secrets. Why did I leave?"

Tom raised his wand and pointed at Grice arrogantly, "I think it's time to leave forever..."

Before he could finish his threatening words, Grace came to him like lightning:

"Heir of Slytherin? What proof?"

This extremely fast speed suddenly scared Tom back a step, and the Iron Armor Curse was released silently.

"Casting spells silently and without a staff, the talent is good."

Seeing that the fluorescent light on the tip of his staff did not go out, but a layer of transparent armor suddenly appeared around his body, Grice nodded slightly, "But this is not enough to prove it!"

"Proof, of course I can prove it, but I'm afraid you don't understand it."

Not daring to show the idea of ​​killing the other party easily, Tom looked at Grice carefully from head to toe, and said with his Parseltongue talent, "I am Voldemort! I am the greatest wizard of this century!"

"Oh."

Grice said in a neutral tone, "Got it, Voldemort, an ambitious little wizard."

Hearing that she understood what he said, Tom was taken aback for a moment, and then asked in surprise:

"Did you understand? Are you a Parseltongue too?"

"No." Grice shook his head, "I, Slytherin, Basilisk."

Hearing this, Tom took a step back in shock, and repeated in disbelief: "Snake...basilisk?"

Seeing that he didn't quite believe it, Grace leaned slightly to the side, and instantly turned into a gigantic snake. She closed her eyes tightly and said:
"Now, believe it?"

Tom took a deep breath, and then his expression became frenzied:
"You are actually a basilisk! Are you the same as the one in the legend?"

"What legend?"

"You are the pet left by the ancestors of Slytherin to the heirs to purify the school and clean up the mud that is not worthy of learning magic..."

"no!"

"no?"

Tom, who was interrupted by Grice, was stunned. A few seconds later, he asked again, "The blood of the toad will weaken your strength, and the blood of the chicken will make you violent?"

"Yes, there is such a thing."

The huge snake head tapped lightly.

"Then can you do me a favor?"

"No help."

"But I'm the heir of Slytherin? Even if you're not a pet, you should be my friend, right?"

Grice paused for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Friend... friend?"

"Yes, friend!"

Tom nodded vigorously, with a charming smile on his handsome face, "I am the heir of Slytherin, you are the basilisk of Slytherin, we are born to be friends."

Seeing her nodded slightly, he immediately said, "Since we are friends, then you should do me a little favor, shouldn't you?"

Grice pondered for a moment: "What's the matter?"

Hearing her tone loosen, Tom said happily:
"I read half of the magic book called "The Book of Melina" that the soul of the person who dies with your eyes will be hooked out, and I want to make one without being tortured myself. Magic props, then you need the soul hooked by your eyes as nourishment."

"No!" Grace immediately refused indifferently.

"Why?" Tom asked in surprise, and then added, "There is no need to kill anyone important. Let's go outside and find a homeless man. No one will find out at all!"

"I, Grice, don't kill people."

"Not to kill?"

Tom's expression turned disappointed in an instant, seeing her nodding "yes", he couldn't help but took a deep breath.

After a while, he smiled again: "So, as a friend, can you send me out of the secret room?"

The huge snake head tilted slightly, as if listening to something, after a while, she turned around and said:

"it is good!"

Seeing that the opponent turned his back to him, Tom jumped up, put one hand in his pocket, and held the wand in the other to hug the big snake's body.

"Open!"

As Grice hissed out the spell to open the secret chamber, the upper hole collapsed again, and immediately after, the huge snake body quickly jumped up against the wall.

There was no one in the bathroom, Grice twisted his neck to block the door, the huge snake head closed its eyes and looked back at Tom behind him:

"arrive!"

"Can't you really help me kill people?" Tom's voice contained the last trace of hope.

"cannot!"

"Then don't blame me."

Tom quickly took out his hand hidden in his pocket, and instantly opened a large bottle of chicken blood that he was carrying with him and poured it down.

Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes and jumped to the open space beside him, waving the magic wand in his hand again and again:
"All protection!"

"Peace guard!"

"Armor protection!"

"Surrender the enemy trap!"

……

Time goes back to 5 minutes ago.

On the ground of the women's bathroom on the second floor.

Rossi, who had been stiff for five minutes, finally regained her ability to move.

Voldemort can't kill him? ! !

His fate has received the attention of "Reaper"?The "Grim Reaper" they are talking about refers to the program that operates the game?

But is that necessary?It's just a copy of the adventure mission, I killed Voldemort, could it still affect the whole game?
Whispering in his heart, he was about to open the secret room again to talk to Grace, when the door behind him was suddenly knocked open.

Immediately afterwards, high-pitched weeping pierced Rossi's ears.

Surprised, she turned her head, only to see Myrtle, whose face was full of tears, appeared at the door.

Myrtle?How did she come so soon?An hour passed so quickly?

etc!I remember what Grice said just now, when I attacked Voldemort, I just wasted time in vain...

It was so!
Because of the attention of the "God of Death", everything was wiped out from the time when the curse came to him and when the spell worked on him!

And I didn't realize it at all!

At the same time when Rossi's thoughts turned sharply, Myrtle was startled when she saw someone inside, and then turned around and ran outside.

"Myrtle, don't run! It's dangerous to wait!"

Rossi yelled, and hurriedly chased him out.

Instead of running upstairs, Myrtle turned and ran downstairs, out the gate of the castle, and into the darkness.

"Myrtle! You wait for me!"

Rossi hurriedly chased him out. Seeing that the opponent was about to run out of the central courtyard, she simply waved her wand and pointed at him!
"Cotton dresses are coming!"

Under the effect of the magic power, the cotton dress on Myrtle jerked, pulling her towards Rosie in an instant.

"You want to bully me too!"

Myrtle, who was caught by Rosie's clothes, screamed, and was about to cast a spell with out her wand, when she heard a loud shout from the direction of the auditorium.

"do not want!"

(End of this chapter)