Perhaps after becoming the "Dark Lord", Voldemort became arrogant and arrogant, but during his student days, there were almost no professors who did not like this talented, humble and polite child.
Even if he learned from Lockhart what he had done after graduation, the experience of a struggle for hegemony that ended in failure was not enough to give little Tom the confidence to be invincible.
He understands the importance of accumulating strength, and also knows when to hold back. The words he just said that even Tom himself was a little ashamed of were just to attract Ani's mind.
When the ferocious snake's mouth approached the opponent's neck, little Riddle laughed heartily and happily.
Immediately, the laughter that had just sounded suddenly stopped.
Ani touched the big head that was leaning towards him and glanced at Tom like a fool.
Everyone knows that he has discovered the secret room a long time ago, so he won't think that he did nothing but create another fake room, right?
"No...impossible! Bagirisk, kill him, quickly, thrust out your fangs."
This time there was a real panic in Little Riddle's eyes, and he even forgot to switch languages when shouting to the Basilisk.
That giant thing was the guarantee left by the ancestors of Slytherin for future generations. He only got close to wizards with noble blood flowing in their bodies, but the scene in front of him completely subverted his understanding.
Amid the shouts, the basilisk wrapped around Aini's body, causing Tom to relax a little, only to make him even more angry... and terrified seconds later.
Treating the opponent as a pillar and wrapping it around him in circles, the Basilisk's next action was not to strangle him. Instead, he put his head on Aini's shoulders with relaxed muscles and narrowed his eyes. In Hagrid's opinion, it might be very strange. Lovely arc.
Of course, Aini is also very cute, but looking at the burning eyes of little Riddle, you probably won't agree with them.
Tom stared wildly at the basilisk clinging to his enemy. How did you show such a relaxed and comfortable expression on your ferocious snake face?
Please, you are an evil murderous basilisk, not a clingy dog pretending to be good!
This boss, who usually drives people crazy, now has confused and crazy eyes.
"Hiss~"
"Hisssssss~"
A series of snake whispers sounded, but the basilisk just glanced at the troublesome guy with contempt, then continued to change its position and buried its head into Aini's chest.
Yep, if it weren't for the presence of that person's aura on you, this snake would have given you a death stare.
When Tom insisted on giving orders to the Basilisk, Ani lowered his head and spoke to it softly.
Suddenly, the basilisk pounced towards Tom, and he quickly took two steps back. Despite the haste, he still waved his wand and cast two defensive spells in a very short period of time.
"Boom~"
The basilisk hit Tom hard, and he quickly added another armor spell.
Unexpectedly, after stabilizing his body, the giant snake's thick body twisted and swept away, but Tom did not receive the expected impact. Instead, the two figures on the ground were pulled towards Aini.
"Well done, Buzz."
Arnie caught the Weasley brothers steadily. Their robes were in tatters and they had obviously suffered a lot. But most of them were just scratches and bruises, nothing serious.
The reason why he was unconscious was because he didn't even need to open his True Sight to observe. Just when they were talking, Aini smelled the powerful water of life and death, which was the same thing he threw to Lockhart at Christmas.
Unexpectedly, Lockhart used the rest on his students, which made Aini feel itchy.
Seeing that the twins' breathing was relatively steady, Aini did not intend to wake them up immediately. After all, what he had discovered in the auditorium had given him a better understanding of Voldemort's methods. After confirming that the two were fine, he temporarily put them away. behind.
Don't be in a hurry. It's not too late to give the two brothers a good check before dealing with them after you've taught the hard-headed "baby" in front of you.
"Why would the basilisk obey your orders? I am the only heir of Slytherin!"
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The handsome face that was full of confidence now only showed hysterical madness.
Tom can accept failure. His Slytherin bloodline is his greatest pride, one of the reasons for his superiority, and the cornerstone of his self-confidence.
And with the "betrayal" of the basilisk, these things were crushed into the soil, causing filthy mud flowers to bloom in his heart.
The basilisk was a handiwork left by Slytherin. Tom did not believe that this great ancestor could make mistakes, and he had previously verified that this ferocious beast would indeed obey the orders of his descendants.
Since you can't doubt Slytherin and the Basilisk, you can only doubt yourself.
Could it be that the young professor opposite had purer Slytherin blood, so the basilisk turned its back on him and chose to obey his orders?
Tom staggered back in despair. Perhaps Voldemort, who died from the alternative anti-injury armor, had stretched his lifeline long enough. The ups and downs he experienced after stepping out of school could allow him to develop a firm belief based on himself.
But little Mr. Riddle in Horcrux is technically only a sixteen-year-old child, and the most critical years of his growth were in a place like the Snake Yard, where blood is the highest honor.
Being able to speak Parseltongue and being able to open the secret rooms left by the giants of his college were the greatest psychological advantages of the mixed-race who was once looked down upon by everyone in the college.
But now, the dam that protected him from all kinds of ridicule and scorn has collapsed.
"Heir of Slytherin? Is this your greatest pride? Unfortunately, compared to the giant of a thousand years ago, you are far behind. Isn't it, Badgerisk?"
Ani walked forward slowly, and his plain words fell in Tom's ears, but they made him feel more uncomfortable than the pain in his body.
Especially the young professor's last question was clearly not in Parseltongue, but Badjirisk seemed to understand it and gently moved his head.
Every time the snake's head lifted and fell, it seemed to hit the tip of Tom's heart. He had to take a deep breath to prevent his newly condensed body from collapsing.
But in fact, now Tom's mind is almost broken. The only thing that can keep him going is the strange flower that takes root from the deepest self-esteem.
"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha, I am Voldemort, the past, present, and future Lord of England, Slytherin? No, I don't need him, I can have the power to surpass everyone."
Tom looked at Aini with a look of resentment, as well as Badjirisk who once again crawled to his side to act coquettishly. They were all the ones who affected his good mood of regaining his life.
Since there is no going back for what you have done, let the person who made the mistake die!
Everything that offends him is wrong.
"Avada Kedavra!"
