Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 132 The Savage Riddle
"It's not Tom Riddle."

After seeing Marcus Flint's face, Dumbledore came to his senses in an instant - Tom probably used the Imperius Curse, or modified part of the memory, and they would only be activated when the conditions were met.

As for the condition
"Are you waiting for me?"

Dumbledore asked a question, but his tone was very positive.

"Do you like the toy I gave you? My servant, Qilo, found this little thing in the Albanian forest. You only need to use 9 humans. Wizards are of course better, but those Muggles can also be barely used. The preparation of the ceremony can transform their souls into magic power that can be driven at will."

Marcus said with a deadpan expression, his words revealed a kind of cruelty that used human beings as fuel.

It only takes 9 lives to make a fearsome wizard like Marcus - he certainly isn't strong enough to defeat Dumbledore himself, but it takes at least three or four very strong Aurors teamed up to fight it .

Dumbledore frowned, if 9 human lives can make a "machine" like Marcus, then with Quirrell, Voldemort has killed at least 18 people.

The Muggles who had been exploring with him in the Albanian forest, as well as the ritual in Knockturn Alley, were also explained at this moment.

"Of course I know that you have discovered Slytherin's chamber of secrets. In order to control the basilisk, I put a lot of protection spells and an inconspicuous positioning spell on it.

This is indeed a pity, because that basilisk is a treasure left to me by my ancestors, but I will naturally have time to make more basilisks as I will live forever. "

Marcus continued speaking on his own, not so much as a conversation, but as Tom Riddle was using him to triumphantly introduce his evil plan to his old opponent.

"You can't stop me anymore, loyal Quilinus Quirrell has a change of heart, but the new one is just as willing to work with me. While you're running around fighting fires, I'll take the fight like a true victor." Take the Sorcerer's Stone and come back again."

"For Merlin's sake."

Kingsley let out a sigh.

"We haven't lost, at least not yet, before it's too late."

Dumbledore's serious expression made people feel frightened, and his sky blue eyes seemed to be burning at this moment.Tom, who returned ten years later, showed him a darker soul. He did become weaker, but he also became more cruel.

"You can try to get away from me, but the soul of the poor Flint boy"

Marcus' words stopped abruptly.

But the pupils of Dumbledore, who had been paying attention to him, suddenly shrank, because the whites of Marcus' eyes were expanding-this weird sight reminded him of Peter Pettigrew a few days ago, and the one who was used to distract the tiger from the mountain. , the dark wizard who created opportunities for Quirrell.

He has to make a choice.

Is it the life of this absolutely not innocent student in front of him, or to frustrate Voldemort's arrangement and prevent his resurrection plan.

"Fortunately, I let Hagrid and Lupine go to the Forbidden Forest in advance, no matter what happens there, we can deal with it."

But that wasn't enough to comfort Dumbledore.

He wanted to leave, but the wand in his hand had already been raised, pointing at Marcus, "Legilimens (Legilimens)" Dumbledore sighed softly, and then called out the spell.

William was also not idle while Dumbledore was fighting for Marcus' soul.

As a traverser, he clearly remembered that the second level of the Chamber of Secrets was arranged by Professor Sprout, and she planted a lot of devil's nets here.

In a sense, this should have been the easiest level, because the devil's net plant is very afraid of light and heat.As long as the person who comes in is a wizard and not a baboon wielding a stick, then using Lumos can easily solve the problem.

Just a little bit of a problem.

"I'll go to your uncle's old bee!"

In the dark, William yelled angrily. He was tightly entangled in the devil's net. These dark green vines were still tightening, and he began to feel a little uncomfortable.

William was certainly not a club-wielding baboon, at least he didn't think he was.

But this room was bewitched by Dumbledore, unable to produce any light and fire.Moreover, these devil nets have also been tampered with by him, and the power of the spell will be greatly weakened when hit on them.

As soon as he jumped down, he found himself in the very center of a large clump of devil's net, from which there was no escape.

"Devil's net is an extremely dangerous plant that can be used to protect things, but it also has its own weaknesses. Devil's net likes dark and humid environments, and is afraid of light and warmth. This is nonsense."

William quickly recalled what Professor Sprout said in class, and he was sure she said something later, but at that time he was taking advantage of her not paying attention, and was picking a crab claw orchid leaf.

He mainly has an enthusiastic learning attitude, not because the stuff is fried like small rapeseed, and it has a special fragrance and sweetness of plants, and it is served with fans, plus soy sauce and Dried chilies are especially delicious.

"Well, we can only use violence to break through."

He activated the two magic gold rings in his hand at the same time, and the rune word "glacier" turned into a mass of ice, smashing all the devil's nets in front of him—but the effect of "glacier" was so good that the strong air-conditioning made him The nearby Devil's Web took very serious damage.

This magical plant does like a cold and humid environment, but that doesn't mean they like living in the Arctic Ocean.

"Professor Sprout is so good at herbal medicine, she must have a way to cure and revive them."

Feeling deeply that the relationship between himself and the head of Hufflepuff College is about to face the cruelest challenge ever, William walked forward quickly.After walking a distance in the dark, he found that "fluorescent flash" could be used again here.

William walked along a stone corridor, where the sound of water dripping slowly along the wall could still be heard.The corridor went downhill, and there was a soft rustling and clanging sound ahead.

He came to the end of the corridor, and before him was a brightly lit room with a vaulted ceiling.

There were innumerable birds of keys, shining like jewels, and they all fluttered about the room with flapping wings.

Noticing William's appearance, they suddenly flew higher, and they all crowded together in a corner of the ceiling, like a nest of frightened quail.

William remembered that this was a level designed by Professor Flitwick, among the hundreds of little birds that had been enchanted, there was a special key.Logically speaking, here one of the youngest Seekers should be riding a broom and pulling it out among these birds.

But there was no broom here—although William would not have ridden one if there had been.

"Flying Curse? Transfiguration? Or just blow up that door?"

All three methods are very feasible.

Even Dumbledore and Nicole Flamel could never have imagined that William had a large stock of mercury fulminate on hand, and since he abducted the entire wall in the Chamber of Secrets, he opened it all at once. train of thought.

But in the end, William chose to go directly to the door opposite the room. He saw a tattered silver key on the ground there. It tried to flap its wings to fly, but those wings were already damaged. Mostly.

Apparently someone who passed by here before had a similar idea to William, and after success, he threw the broken key on the ground, like a piece of rag or waste paper.

"What a savage Riddle, not only used Professor Flitwick's key like this, but also destroyed Professor Sprout's devil's net."

William thought angrily, and also grabbed the key and stuffed it into the keyhole on the wooden door.

With a "click", he easily pushed open the door and entered the next room.

It's brightly lit.

William found himself standing on the edge of a huge chessboard, facing him across the room were white chess pieces, towering white chess pieces with no features on their hollow faces.

"Reducto! (Reducto)"

A fiery red light suddenly shot at William.

"Protego! (Iron Armor)"

He subconsciously yelled out the spell, blocking it with a transparent air barrier.

Along the direction of the spell, William saw a figure in the robes of a Slytherin wizard standing not far from him.He was tall and had black hair, but unfortunately, his gloomy expression and the hooked nose that was about to reach the upper lip greatly damaged his appearance.

"Nasty Buffalo, it looks like you're the secret weapon left by that old Dumbledore, huh? I thought it was going to be Harry Potter, the Chosen One, who defeated the Dark Lord savior."

Dwight Yaxley, Hogwarts' male student president and future Auror, said relaxedly, and looked at William with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he saw something beautiful.

"To be honest, although I never liked you, I really didn't expect you to be that person."

William turned and chose to face Yaxley.

He originally thought that one night next year, he would actually face Yaxley at an event at the Professor Flitwick Club, instead of being here today and being watched by Tom Riddle.

"Let me guess, Tom Riddle is on the back of your head? How could someone as arrogant as you be willing to let him transform you into such a ghost?"

Poke my heart, William has always been fine.

Yaxley's expression suddenly became ugly, and he stared at William viciously, as if he wanted to eat him in one bite.

(End of this chapter)