Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

"Parseltongue. I can do that, too."

"You're nothing but a Muggle wizard! Dursley!"

Audrina (Voldemort) screamed loudly, and he was a little upset. Thinking about it carefully, it made some sense.

"Slytherin is of noble blood, just because of you."

"Dear Senior Tom Riddle, don't forget that you are just a half-blood wizard."

As soon as these words were spoken, the other party stopped abruptly.

He actually revealed his identity in one sentence.

At that moment he felt like he was being seen through.

"If you can, of course I can too."

Dudley's words were like a sword piercing Voldemort's heart.

Bloodline has always been his biggest pain.

"Come on, let's talk, who's afraid of who?"

Dursley, the king of chatter.

"Whoosh!"

A dark green spell came straight at him, but Dudley dodged it by rolling over.

"Senior, this is very dangerous."

Dudley said, then with a look of sudden realization, he said in an exaggerated tone: "Are you anxious?"

That expression is so annoying.

In a quarrel, whoever starts first is the one who breaks down.

Audrina (Voldemort) stopped talking, raised her hand and cast another spell, but unfortunately it missed again.

Very angry!

Spells came at Dudley one after another as if they were free, but he dodged them all with his flexible movements.

No matter how powerful the spell is, it is meaningless if it can't hit the target.

Oh my, so angry!

After observing the other party's spellcasting for a while, Dudley was sure of one thing: the level of the person in front of him was not as good as Quirrell whom he met in the Forbidden Forest last year.

After all, that was Voldemort's main soul. Even if it was a defective version, it was not comparable to the current existence that survived by stealing the lives of little wizards.

He is far inferior in terms of magic power and skills.

"I see. You brought me here specifically because you are afraid of other professors, right?"

"You are afraid of being defeated by them, and even more afraid of being discovered by them."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Audrina (Voldemort) finally couldn't help it and screamed loudly. This time it was no longer the male voice as before, but a pure soprano voice.

Weak, he was really weak. Even after absorbing the vitality of a little wizard, he was still very weak, far less than when he was in his prime.

If he were to face any professor, except that big fake Lockhart, he would have basically no hope of winning.

Just as Dudley said, he should have run away, leaving the basilisk behind and running away on his own, but he was too conceited.

He never expected that Dudley, who was just a student, could be so difficult to deal with.

I thought I had overestimated the other party, but unexpectedly I underestimated him.

And this mistake was the key factor in his failure.

He shouldn't have messed with the Dursleys!

Chapter 164: The Basilisk Will Never Be a Slave

What he was waiting for was the moment when Voldemort was distracted.

The back of Dudley's hand glowed red, and countless pairs of stone arms appeared out of thin air, grabbing Audrina's (Voldemort) body and holding her down, especially taking away her wand.

"Senior Tom, it looks like I won."

Dudley's voice rang in her ears, and his figure appeared in front of Audrina (Voldemort).

"No!"

As Audrina (Voldemort) screamed, Dudley took off the crown on her head.

The moment the crown was taken off, Audrina's skin gradually changed from normal skin color to gray, and she began to age at an extremely fast rate. Her skin began to become wrinkled, countless wrinkles appeared on her face, and her long golden hair began to turn gray.

This is the phenomenon that occurs when vitality is taken away.

If she had to blame someone, she should blame herself for believing the lies about the Horcruxes. If she had learned from Madison, there wouldn't have been so many problems.

'Never trust anything that can think independently unless you see clearly where its mind is hidden.' This is the important principle that Xun Geer warned everyone to survive in the magic world.

The crown in Dudley's hand gradually became hot and heated, and kept vibrating as if trying to escape from his palm, while countless whispering voices rang in his ears.

It seems tempting, but also threatening.

Now it tries to control Dudley

If a Horcrux wants to be fully resurrected, the vitality of a single small wizard is definitely not enough, at least a dozen are needed.

Voldemort (Crown) had a good idea. He first killed Dudley alone, then used the basilisk to kill many young wizards, and then secretly absorbed their vitality during the chaos until he was fully resurrected.

It's a pity that the plan is good, but the plan can never keep up with the changes.

It failed at the first step.

The noisy sound in his ears made Dudley dig his ears unconsciously, and the next moment golden light enveloped Dudley's entire arm.

Under the golden light, the crown made a sharp sound, accompanied by bursts of black smoke.

Ripple Qigong is the nemesis of all dark creatures.

Horcruxes happen to be in this category.

Unfortunately, Voldemort's remaining soul has completely merged with the crown, and it is basically impossible to remove the remaining soul alone.

A good magical item was contaminated into this horrible state.

A waste of natural resources.

To be honest, Voldemort is really the number one in the wizarding world when it comes to wasting money. Just look at his Horcruxes, they are either items passed down by the founders of the four major academies (crowns, pendants, gold cups), or the Deathly Hallows (Resurrection Stone).

"Pity"

Dudley found a box in his pocket and put the crown away, then hurried out of the secret room.

There are more important things to do now - deal with the thousand-year-old snake monster.

When Dudley arrived, Fawkes was fighting with it in the narrow corridor with his agile movements, and Pixie was snapping her fingers to support him. The students had already been dispersed in advance.

As a top-level magical creature, the Phoenix is ​​not much inferior to the basilisk. Moreover, this basilisk is not in good condition because it has been sleeping for a thousand years and has not eaten for a long time.

By the way, this basilisk has a tuft of scarlet crested hair on its head, indicating that it is a male basilisk, which the one in the secret room does not have.

Pixie's magic is quite useful against small creatures, such as house-elves, but it is much less effective against huge magical creatures like basilisks and dragons that have outstanding magic resistance.

It can only play a harassing role, and the main force fighting the basilisk is still on Fox.

"Stop, the order has been received."

"The heir no longer exists."

I don’t know if it was Dudley’s snake language that worked, but the basilisk’s movements slowed down a little after hearing it.

"Hungry!"

"eat!"

"Silly bird!"

There are three sentences in total.

The first time Dudley heard the basilisk's voice, it was so hoarse as if its throat had been cut.

From the moment the secret room was closed, the basilisk basically stayed in the secret room and slept for a thousand years. If it had not been awakened by Senior Tom fifty years ago, it would have probably died in its sleep.

Even after it was awakened, Senior Tom did not fulfill his obligation to feed it, but instead locked it up for another fifty years.

If it weren't for the basilisk's extraordinary talent, it would have starved to death long ago.

Now it is almost starving.

"I can give you food, but you have to stop first."

"eat!"

"Silly bird!"

The basilisk didn't want to bother with the little guy Dudley. It just wanted to eat Fawkes to fill its stomach, even though Dudley also spoke in Parseltongue.

It has decided not to listen to the heir's nonsense anymore and will just eat the stupid bird and leave.

Anyway, with the death of the previous heir, the contract on it has become invalid.

Listening to the orders of the heir is simply a lie. I will be hungry every day and will go hungry for nine meals in three days.

It wants freedom!

It wants to be full!

The basilisk will never be a slave!

Suddenly the basilisk felt its tail tighten, as if it was fixed by something. Before it turned its head to look, it felt an unparalleled force surging.

The next moment it flew up.

bang

The basilisk's huge body slammed hard into the side of the castle corridor, causing the surrounding walls to collapse slightly.

The thousand-year-old Hogwarts Castle - 10HP. Fortunately, there is a repair spell, otherwise Dudley would have to report it as a damaged artifact.

'It hurts! '

'Whoever he is, I will eat him!'

The churning of stomach acid in the stomach had almost pushed the basilisk's patience to its limit.

Anyone who has never tried starvation will never have that experience.

Suddenly it smelled a strange fragrance that it had never smelled in thousands of years.

Following the scent, it saw a bag of unknown stuff.

Granular.

Magical Creature Rations (Snakes Only)

"fragrant"

The basilisk now only had its eyes on the bag, and even ignored Fox in the sky. It rushed forward impatiently and swallowed the bag of food in one gulp.

Smells really good

The wonderful taste spread in the mouth, and the basilisk was so comfortable that it almost closed its eyes.

Just eat a little bit and you can't forget the taste.

too delicious.

"Do you still want to eat?"

A voice sounded in the basilisk's ear.

I don't know when a person appeared on its head.

Dudley rode steadily on top of the basilisk's head so that he could talk to it without having to look into its eyes.

"miss you!"