Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

Tom Riddle is so angry.

He dared to swear to Merlin!
From the time he was born as a Horcrux, although he had given some gifts to others in order to win people's hearts, he had never shared "something truly useful" with anyone.

This "really useful" refers to items related to magic that can improve one's own magic ability.

Only Lockhart had received the [String of Magic Beads] from him.

"That's what I prepared for you, and you're here to repay my favor?"

Note that Tom said "prepared for you" and not "given to you".

In fact, in order to pass the trial just now, he had controlled Lockhart to explode a bird and snake egg on the [String of Magic Beads] (Lockhart himself used Avada Kedavra to explode another one).

However, even if it was a defective [Magic Enhancing Bead String], he was not actually prepared to leave it to Lockhart.

In Tom's plan, this guy will definitely "volunteer himself" for him in the end, and then he will take back the [String of Magic Beads].

You can’t give it anyway.

He was born not knowing how to share and give, and was born to be such a stingy person.

But even so, even if he just lent it to Lockhart for a while, Tom felt that this was already a great favor to the latter.

"You ungrateful fellow!"

Because the wand he was holding now belonged to someone else, Tom was not very good at using it. When he got emotional, he would inevitably lose some control over the spell.

The dark green electric arc shot from the tip of the wand flickered, and a more powerful killing curse was fired directly, pushing the confrontation between him and Lockhart much closer to the latter.

Lockhart was so frightened that he almost threw his wand.

But he immediately restrained his body's impulse.

Because the curse he was facing was a life-killing curse, as soon as he let go of it, his life would be gone.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Lockhart chanted the incantation of the Death Curse aloud.

He really doesn't understand the magical principles of this unforgivable curse, but he has a cheat.

Not to mention, the [Strength of Magic Beads] given to him by Tom Riddle is quite useful.

You can recite the spell at will, just follow the feeling and release the familiar Empty Thoughts spell, and the corresponding spells in the "plug-in" list can be used smoothly.

Therefore, when he was determined to cast the Avada Kedavra, the [String of Magic Beads] was just like when he passed the test——

Snap, snap, snap, snap...

The eggs of birds and snakes, deprived of the power of birth by a cruel curse, exploded one after another, and the smelly egg yolk and egg white splashed all over Lockhart's clothes.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, those are all my things, you loser!" Tom Riddle was almost crazy with anger.

He comes from a small family, and he has never seen such "extravagant" and waste since he was a child.

However, there is also an advantage to this situation: now that the [Strength of Magic Beads] has been completely destroyed by Lockhart, Tom no longer has to worry about destroying his own property, and he can cast the spell with confidence and boldness.

"Then go to die!"

With this angry rebuke, it was like pouring gasoline on a raging fire, and the number of death curses shot from the wand in his hand instantly increased several times.

Although he was standing relatively to the left, the hard power was there after all, and the curse he released suddenly overwhelmed the life-killing curse Lockhart had used through cheating.

The dark green death lightning easily shattered Lockhart's wand.

Then, the forked electric snake suddenly struck the Professor of Defense Against Dark Arts.

With just such a slight "touch", Lockhart's life was easily harvested by the curse, leaving only a corpse with a face turned purple.

"You can use the waste. After all, this guy is also a wizard. After being made into an Inferi, he will probably be better than..." The idea of ​​"being diligent and thrifty" came into Tom's mind.

This was probably one of the drawbacks of not fully resurrecting the Horcrux. Without a physical body, his thoughts would always diverge and it would be difficult to wrap them up quickly.

You know, not only is there a mastermind who has not yet shown up, but Bourne is also paying attention to his every move.

So, without any surprise, at the moment when his imagination was imagining, the dazzling psychic lightning hit Tom Riddle.

Before he could react, Bourne rushed to him. Bourne held the psychic scepter in one hand and continuously used the psychic version of "Petrify All" on him. In the other hand, he held a chain sword that was already burning with golden flames, and slashed hard at Tom who was temporarily immobilized.

"Heretics, die!"

The blazing murderous intention for the heretic was solid, and the loyal chain sword made a deafening buzz. Bourne had already thought about how to chop this guy into soul fragments and then process it.

He had already killed the remnant soul of Voldemort once, and killed the Horcrux once more, just to practice his skills in removing the remaining "urns" of this guy in the future.

The chain sword wrapped in flames easily cut Tom Riddle's djinn-like body into two pieces like a hot knife cutting through butter.

Although he was in an incorporeal state, Tom still felt the real and severe pain, and let out a scream that was not like a human voice.

Under the erosion of the continuous psychic lightning, the body that was cut into two pieces was gradually reduced to ashes, just like firewood that was about to be annihilated.

Do your best to eliminate evil.

Bourne showed no mercy to heretics.

Even though Tom Riddle looked so miserable, he still waved the chainsword unswervingly again.

With only one sword strike, the machine soul was not satisfied. Bourne was ready to immediately chop up the diary that was the main body of the Horcrux to cheer up the machine soul.

"Tsk-!"

The saw teeth of the chain sword cut into the surface of the black leather diary. This time, I felt a slight resistance. The rotating saw teeth even shot out bursts of sparks as they continued to wear away at the black cover.

However, with the support of the machine soul's strong desire to fight - even though it is not made of high-tech single-molecule materials and does not carry any force field - none of those high-speed rotating sawtooths have broken into pieces.

Chainsword, unspeakable loyalty!

Another half minute... No!
In no more than 13 seconds, the loyal chain sword can tear open the skin of the Horcrux diary, and use the angry flames to completely purify the heresy hidden inside.

However, while Bourne was wary of the man behind the scenes, he wanted to purify Voldemort's Horcrux first.

An accident happened suddenly——

"Why did this portrait open? Merlin's beard revealed a secret room on the wall!"

Ron's voice came from the entrance of the [Final Storage Room].

And where Ron Weasley appears, can Harry Potter be far behind?
Two energetic little wizards who ran out for a night out accidentally broke into the [Final Storage Room] and walked down the stairs slowly.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Bourne wanted to shout loudly to remind them to leave quickly, but found that his voice could not reach the secret room.

This is because, originally used as a place for Slytherin students to practice dark magic, this secret room already had a sound-isolating spell.

After Principal Windick Venridian changed it to the [Final Storage Room], in order to prevent the sound from disturbing others during the trial, the effect of the silencing spell was specially strengthened.

The two young wizards were getting closer and closer to the secret room, and Harry really felt something. The lightning-shaped scar once again produced a severe pain that seemed to tear his brain apart. As a result, Harry couldn't help but let out a scream, and while still dizzy, he stepped on his foot and rolled down the stairs.

"Harry!" Ron screamed.

At this time, Harry had rolled into the secret room, and his head hit a raised floor tile, and blood fell from the little wizard's face.

This seemed to trigger some kind of magic.

The blood did not fall to the ground and become dusty at all, but turned into a blood arrow and shot towards the diary that was ravaged to the point of cracking.

"It's done!" There was also a burst of excited shouts from the cave on the wall of the secret room. The mastermind behind the scenes seemed to have been planning this move for a long time.

Obviously, Bourne couldn't let it go as he wished. While holding his chain sword steady, he quickly cast a spell on the hole in the wall.

“So fixed!”

He wanted to block the hole, but no matter what, it would be better to buy himself some time first.

However, although the masonry fragments were quickly reattached to the wall, the man behind the scenes still "squeezed" out of the cave immediately.

That's right, it's "squeezing".

The man behind the scenes transformed into a form quite similar to the mysterious spell he cast before, like a pool of colorful slimes, and "stepped" into the secret room through the cracks of the masonry.

Moreover, almost in the blink of an eye, he condensed into a human form again.

"Mr. Sherlock!" When Bourne saw the "person", his eyes widened in surprise.

This unexpected situation made his hand holding the chain sword slightly stiff.

In an instant, many things suddenly appeared in his mind.

"The strange behavior of continuously adding new pigments to the magic portrait and increasing the thickness of the magic portrait for a hundred or two hundred years..."

"In the old hag's manor, Mundungus witnessed with his own eyes the weird amorphous monster that disrupted the auction of those old hags..."

"It is very different from the original story of Harry Potter. The chamber of secrets and the basilisk were transferred to an unknown place by an unknown person..."

Pieces of information and clues appeared in Bourne's mind. Although his brain was running very fast, he was still stunned for a moment.

It is precisely because of this that the new "Sherlock" (I don't know if it is true) also got the opportunity he dreamed of.

Those humanoid shapes formed from magical pigments rich in magic power were barely formed, but in the blink of an eye they turned into an amorphous state again.

Not only that, they also turned into a ball of spells similar to the previous mysterious spells, and instantly shot towards the magic source located in the center of the secret room, which showed a material entity because someone passed the trial.

When this colorful spell hit the target, Bourne immediately felt an indescribable feeling, as if something invisible and intangible suddenly covered his whole body. Even though he was wearing fire dragon armor that could resist both magic spells and physical weapon attacks, he still felt as if he had been penetrated by a strange spell before he could defend himself.

"This is……"
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"You'd better explain to me, what are you two little wizards doing out here without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Snape, who was wearing a nightgown, looked at Ron Weasley in front of him with an unkind expression, and the viciousness in his words was almost beyond words.

He has every reason to do so.

First, in the middle of the night, I was urgently called to the medical wing to work overtime to brew the potion. Who could not wake up?
Secondly, the injured one was a little wizard whom he cared about but at the same time did not want to care about.

He picked up the large stock of white fresh potion in the hospital wing and poured it into a pot of freshly boiled potion. The pot was boiled with Hokrapu juice, fire-ash snake eggs, and a ball of swallow-tailed dog hair, which was constantly exuding a very unpleasant "stinky" smell.

However, Snape didn't seem to feel anything about it. His hand didn't even tremble when he was pouring fresh water into the cauldron, and he accurately poured one-third of the bottle.

This is a compound wound potion that combines the effects of the uplift potion and the Edrus potion. It can not only quickly replenish qi and blood for patients with severe trauma, but also allow their injuries to heal quickly. Although Madam Pomfrey's medical magic is good, her skills in preparing wound potions are only mediocre. This type of compound can only be prepared by Snape to ensure that it can be made in one go without rework.

After taking the potion out of the crucible, Snape cast a freezing spell on it without even testing it - he was very confident in himself.

"Give this bottle of potion to that unlucky child. If he can't open his mouth, you can just give him an intravenous drip like a Muggle."

Snape handed the prepared potion to Madam Pomfrey. This potion could not be stored for a long time and could only be prepared for immediate use.

"Now I have to ask this unlucky boy. Ron Weasley! I've been boiling a pot of medicine. Have you thought about what to say?"

Ron was trembling with fear.

But he really didn't know what to say now. He had clearly told Snape everything he could and could not say.

In the middle of the night, Harry woke up from a nightmare, which also woke him up. The two of them noticed in confusion that someone was missing from the dormitory.

Then they both became energetic. I simply couldn't sleep, so I went for a night walk on Halloween night, and accidentally found a secret room.

As a result, as soon as he entered, Harry missed his footing and fell down the stairs. When he found Harry again, he found that his friend's head had been smashed, he had fainted, and he was bleeding a lot.

Ron felt that there was nothing more unlucky or coincidental than this... well, if there was one, it was that he was obviously telling the truth, but Snape didn't believe it at all.

(End of this chapter)