"Mr. Riddle", William stood up slowly and patted the dust on his body. "I didn't expect it would take so much effort to meet you." He joked. William was telling the truth. The moment Riddle appeared, William felt that the power on his body seemed to have been pulled away, and his body fell down weakly. Fortunately, William was still wearing a Niyad magic crystal, and the magic power in his body was recovering. Although the recovery was very slow, there was still no problem with standing up.

"I was surprised by this." Riddle stroked Slytherin's robe, and could see that there had been no change in Slytherin's academy suits over the past 50 years. "Average wizards will be exhausted by me by taking a lot of vitality, and you are still standing here now." Tom smiled and looked at William. "But it's no wonder." Tom looked at the glowing magic circle on the ground. "Looking at the preparations you made will only make me more and more question, who are you? And, how did you find me?". com

"Oh, about this, I can answer the question behind you first." William looked at Tom Riddle opposite him. "I found you from the trash can next to the toilet in the bathroom on the first floor of Hogwarts. I originally wanted to use waste. You know, there is not much paper in the toilet in Hogwarts." William said seriously. Since Riddle wanted to chat, William would naturally accompany him and take advantage of this time to restore his physical strength and magic. However, William still wanted to tease the Dark King when he was young.

"You!" Riddle's face turned pale, and his handsome face looked as ugly as if he had been squeezed. "Okay, very good, unknown sir, you are very good." But he changed into a smile, "Unknown friend, although I don't know how you found me, I think you must know Ginny and Harry Potter."

"Are you talking about Harry who beat the Dark Lord Voldemort to the point of being unseen at birth?" William did not expect Riddle to still talk about Harry Potter. It seems that Riddle is worried about him after Harry defeated him 50 years later.

"That's right." Sure enough, Riddle's face turned pale when he heard William say this.

"I'm very sorry, I don't know him." William refused and said that he did not intend to disclose any information about himself and his friends.

"So, my friend, what's your purpose for me? I think there is no reason for you to make such preparations. But I advise you to give up your stupid actions. Maybe you don't know who I am yet." Riddle finally ended the embarrassing conversation. "I am the heir of the great Slytherin and the future Dark Lord!" Riddle said arrogantly and proudly, and at the same time, he gestured with his fingers in the air, and golden and shining letters appeared out of thin air. Tom Marvorro Riddle: tom-ma

Volo-riddle. Then he waved his hands, and the letters glowing in the air combined with each other, becoming "I am Voldemort": i-am-lo

d-voldemo

t. Perhaps if other Slytherins were standing here, they would definitely be in awe of Tom Riddle. For a long time, the name of Slytherin heirs has been a well-known and awe-inspiring title for every Slytherin. Many little snakes have been looking forward to the appearance of Slytherin's heirs, and the pure blood advocates are very much hoping that Hogwarts will receive the so-called "purification".

However, Riddle's anticipated applause and admiration did not appear on William.

"What you are talking about is the past of a person who has already failed. A person's past is just history. What is there to be boast about?" William said to Riddle. To be fair, William still admires Riddle's strength. After all, as far as Hogwarts is concerned, Riddle's strength may be the strongest among students. But it's like a precious piece of clothing that fell into the dyeing pool and has changed color. Riddle's psychology is distorted, which does not match its strength.

"Brave? It was me who opened the secret room, and it was me who killed the dirty mud breed!" Riddle said wildly with his eyes red.

"Oh," William pulled the long voice, "Are you talking about this place?"

"Papa" William clapped his hands, and the secret room became bright, and hundreds of lit candles were scattered in the secret room. The candles were placed, and William did not want to fight in the dark environment.

"This is, what's going on!" Riddle said angrily, staring at William fiercely. "Oh no, I can't feel the existence of nina, it's impossible!"

"Neah?" William was stunned, thinking that it should be the name of the snake monster, "Oh, you must be the one from that snake monster." Riddle stared at William with red eyes. "It seems that Voldemort came back and killed the snake monster himself." William said to Riddle and said to Riddle.

"What did you say?" Riddle said coldly, not like a 16-year-old student at all. However, he did not deny William's statement. It seemed that he was half-believing and half-doubting about William's words.

"Slytherin's heir will never kill a basilisk. As a reward for releasing me, I wanted to spare your life, but this is no longer possible." Riddle returned to normal and said slowly.

"Then I want it, thank you very much." William put away his teasing attitude, and the time for the battle has come.

"I was thinking that these magic circles prevent me from escaping. I'm right about souls without physical bodies that cannot pass through this barrier, right?" A white magic wand slowly gathered in Riddle's hand, which was much beyond William's expectations. This magic wand should also be part of Voldemort's memory, or the concrete wand that Riddle used magic power to gather. This is not simple.

"It's worthy of being the Dark Lord's past," said William. Riddle's insight is very sharp. "If you want to go out, you must have **"

"Then give your **" Riddle smiled coldly, "Avadassori!" A green light rushed towards him.

"Silver Shield Protection!" William immediately wove a silver shield in front of him with Longinus, and the death curse hit the silver shield and disappeared with the silver shield.

"Excluding your weapon" William tentatively wanted to remove the weapon in Riddle's hand, but Voldemort's wand did not react at all, which shows that the wand Voldemort's hand was indeed just a memory of the wand. As a memory, the wand can only release the spells that Riddle had used before he was 16 years old, so there should be no obscene spells such as spells involving family secrets. For all wizards, magic power cannot be spontaneously concentrated, that is, wizards cannot release spells because it requires concentration of magic. Therefore, wizards need wands to concentrate magic power and release spells. However, wizards can release magic, such as moving objects, and magic that can be released without using spells. This is the instinct of a wizard.

Riddle now has embodied the sealed memory, that is, everything William sees is just memory. In other words, any physical attack on Riddle is futile because Riddle is a fragment of a soul, he may be knocked away, suffer, but will not die. It is like a plasticine, no matter how you pinch it, it cannot make him disappear. Moreover, another problem is that William cannot fight Riddle for a long time, because Riddle is absorbing William's vitality.

The weaker Lian is, the weaker he will resist Riddle. William is a complete soul, and his current strength is comparable to Riddle. Riddle cannot get any benefits from William for the time being. William can deal with Riddle through the barrier, but what is the point of leaving a proud battle? Everything William has done so far is to completely free Riddle from the diary. In this sense, diaries are no longer magical, but they can be made into a real diary.

"Bear of flame!" Riddle's wand spewed out a ball of fire and rushed towards William. William stroked Longkinus from bottom to top, and a sound of breaking through the air sounded. The fire rushed to both sides as if it had been pushed away from the middle and rubbed William's clothes and hit the protective layer of the barrier.

"Clear spring is like water" Longkinus's rod tip gushed out, and a large amount of water flowed up to wrap Riddle in the center of the water ball. William controlled the water ball with his left hand to float in the air, aiming Longkinus at the water ball.

"Frozen Curse" William shouted. The water ball started to freeze from bottom to top, and in a short while, the water ball turned into an ice sculpture.

However, the ice sculpture began to make a "crack" sound, and cracks began to appear on it. William could see Riddle's magic wand was emitting a fiery red light, which was flame.

"Explosion Curse" William threw a burst curse at the ice hockey, and the ice hockey exploded instantly. A wizard in disheveled clothes fell to the ground from mid-air. But this is not over yet.

"Life is a big explosion, explosion!" William shouted, a white light flashed, and with a bang, Riddle was blown straight by the shock wave and hit the barrier. His skin hitting the barrier seemed to burn. Riddle howled in pain and crawled away in a hurry. Just now, William immediately threw a magic ball into the middle after throwing the explosion spell, and then used a guardian spell on himself.

"You are such a threat," Riddle said with difficulty, but he could not see a wound on his body except for the torn clothes. "You must be removed." Riddle said to himself.

"I doubt your statement very much." But William did not continue, because at this time he felt his body begin to change. He felt something moving in the skin and even bones in his blood vessels, which made him extremely painful and uncomfortable. He was so sad that he half-kneeled on the ground, gritting his teeth without making any sound. The water on the ground reflected his face, but it was not his face, but Riddle's face. This made him a little crazy. William knew that he had been hit by Riddle's spell, and he tried his best to calm himself down.

"Slytherin's heirs must survive. Here, in the secret room of Slytherin, you will never be able to defeat me," Riddle said, heading towards William, who was half kneeling on the ground and in agony.
Chapter completed!