DNF Meets Harry Potter

"As expected of the same person, your real self Voldemort told me the same thing last year." Carl smiled, with a sarcastic expression on his face, "But do you know how badly he was beaten by me? ?Even if he exhausted Quirrell's vitality, it was a bad move after all. I watched that grotesque body turn into ashes in my hands, and he himself ran away in a panic~ for fear of falling into danger. In my hands..."

"He's just a fool, he doesn't deserve the title of Dark Lord at all!" Tom Riddle pursed his lips, as if he wasn't angry at all, "He can't even beat a baby, when I got the news from you I was almost there~... Sure enough, weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, but arrogance is.

I am not at all surprised that he ended up fighting with you, after all, you are much smarter and cunning than him, even I almost fell into your hands..."

"Tsk~, this is the legend that I am so ruthless that I even scold myself? Tom, you are such an interesting person~..." Carl couldn't help but be amazed by Tom's remarks. It seems that the sixteen-year-old Voldemort's IQ is still online "But I still want to thank you for your compliment~..."

"That's not necessary, you deserve such a high evaluation from me~..." Tom Riddle looked at Carl with a look of admiration. He hadn't met such a well-matched opponent for a long time. He paused, then continued:

"You are much better than that Defense Against the Dark Arts professor whose IQ is not much higher than that of the troll.

Arrogance, arrogance, hypocrisy, greed, arrogance, timidity, stupidity~... almost all the bad qualities of human beings can be found in him. Almost all thoughts are written on his face, and he has no reservations about me.

There is no need for the assistance of black magic, as long as I give a little guidance with words, he will do what I say to the letter...

Even so, his identity and personality really provided me with a lot of help~...

Those naive, fanatical little boys and girls even more stupidly worship me, no matter what I say, they are willing to believe it, and they are willing to make up reasons for it that even I feel inexplicable after hearing it.

Oh~ my best friend Tom Riddle, amazing, really amazing..."

Tom Riddle even had a nasty smile on his face, and he told the things that happened one by one like a few treasures.

"Not bad, it's a perfect plan~, you know I rarely go to Lockhart's class, so I can do this kind of action under my nose without fear of being discovered by me~..."

Carl put his wand close to his body and couldn't help applauding him.

"Look at those little wizards lying in the school hospital, they paid the price for their stupidity.

So I have always thought that it was a very wise choice for Slytherin to build this secret room thousands of years ago. Those Muggle-born children are not qualified to learn magic. The value of their existence can only be ruled by us!

Now that I think of me fifty years ago, I was too merciful to kill only one person. Hogwarts has long needed a major cleanup. Only noble wizards like you and me with noble bloodlines are qualified to control and inherit the mysteries of magic! "

The radiance of the ornate diadem on Tom Riddle's head was even brighter, and he was grinning maniacally, trying to get Karl to identify with him.

"And what about yourself? Don't forget that your father is an out-and-out Muggle~...

So, why did His Majesty rebel? "

Carl twirled the wand in his hand and shook his head lightly. What are the thousand-year-old foxes talking about here?

After hearing this sentence, Tom Riddle seemed to have been poked in a sore spot, and his face instantly became extremely gloomy.

"If that's the case, then there's nothing to talk about?!" Tom Riddle said grimly.

"It's already an endless situation between us, isn't it?"

Carl raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile.

"Very good, very good! I have been envious of your body for a long time~..."

Tom Riddle murmured almost paranoidly.

The two also got closer and closer during this conversation, and the magic power of language could no longer affect each other, and they held their wands tightly, ready to strike at any time.

The long and narrow aisle in the secret room is surrounded by water pools on both sides, just like the arena built in the duel class that day...

"Come on, bow!

Either I die or you die today! "

The distance between the two was less than five meters, Tom Riddle said suddenly.

"Are you still abiding by the pure blood rules? Interesting~..."

Carl laughed suddenly. He remembered that in the Triwizard Tournament in time and space, Voldemort would have a formal duel with Harry as soon as he was resurrected. Harry was unwilling to force the other party to complete the ceremony, and even ordered the Death Eaters We are not allowed to interfere. It now appears that Tom Riddle, who is one with him, also has similar ideas.

Even though he had to bow before the life-and-death fight, Karl felt it was ridiculous, but he still satisfied his request. After all, it seemed to him that this was Tom's last dying struggle. As his best friend, I should fulfill his last wish on his deathbed and send him away safely...

The two put their wands on their chests, bowed solemnly, and turned away. Almost at the same moment, the gods looked back together as if in sync.

"Skull of Annihilation!"

Tom Riddle, Harry's holly wand now almost completely in his hands, spoke the spell hoarsely. A jet-black spot of light shines from the tip of the staff, and then endless black air gushes out, converging at an extremely fast speed into a huge head that looks extremely painful, screaming like a banshee howling towards Karl, streaks of black air flew across the air.

"Tom, believe me. If Harry knew that you used his wand to perform this kind of magic, he would definitely want to kill you!" Carl said solemnly, and then retracted his wand with his backhand. The wand was too restrictive for him.

"Dimension Ion Beam!"

The huge purple beam of light, bursting out with endless dimensional brilliance, collided with the head of the ferocious ghost Tom summoned. A huge explosion sounded in the secret room that had been silent for thousands of years. The neat and flat obsidian floor tiles were lifted by the aftermath of the explosion and fell into the pools on both sides, causing large splashes of water.

The huge impact of the explosion was blocked and annihilated by the dimensional radiance beside him before it got close to Carl. Tom Riddle was also unmoved, still standing firmly on the spot, not even appearing on the green Slytherin robe. a wrinkle...