Reborn at Hogwarts

In the distance, Hermione saw the figures of Harry and Ron.

The two were huddled together, lying on the corner of the corridor, carefully exposing their eyes, and looking forward.

"What are you looking at?"

Hermione asked quietly.

Although she was able to slow down her steps and lower her voice when approaching them, the two were still startled by him.

She saw Ron's hair almost stand on end, Harry's head hit the wall, and his glasses hung crookedly on the bridge of his nose.

"Hush!"

Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he found out it was Hermione.

He signaled Hermione not to speak, and then silently pointed in the direction where he and Ron were peeping earlier.

Ron got out of the way, and Hermione followed suit and lay down in front of the two of them, looking out.

She saw a young gentleman wearing a top hat, suit and leather shoes standing in front of the stone beast leading to the principal's office, bending over as if talking to the stone beast.

The stone beast seemed not to have heard the young man's words, lying motionless on the ground.

But after a while, the stone beast suddenly stood up and silently gave way to the principal's office.

The young man straightened his top hat, nodded to the stone beast, and walked in.

Hermione frowned.

"Who is that person?" She stared at the stone beast stunned in place, and at the same time asked in a low voice, "There must be no one dressed like this in Hogwarts. This kind of outfit - usually only Muggles can wear it."

"Muggles don't come to Hogwarts, and they don't talk to the stone monster who guards the headmaster's door." Ron also retorted in a low voice.

"So you know his identity?" Hermione asked.

Ron and Harry looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

Hermione sighed inwardly.

At this moment, she suddenly began to miss Ivan.

Although Ivan was only one grade older than her, in the little girl's heart, Ivan, who had taught her a lot of magic knowledge, undoubtedly knew a lot.

Maybe Ivan would know the identity of this young man?

If Ivan heard Hermione's heartfelt voice at this time, then while he was frightened, he would definitely sigh from the bottom of his heart——

This world is so fucking small!

He really knew the young man who entered the principal's office after "talking with Shi ***".

Sells!

In the first year, Sayers was the professor in charge of the Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts course.

Or--

Alchemist, Paracelsus.

...

When Hermione thought of Ivan inexplicably, Ivan who was far away in the secret room had fallen into a painful struggle.

Under Riddle's seemingly indefatigable spell attack, he seemed to have gradually lost his ability to resist.

After guiding a spell that blew up the head of the Slytherin statue, Ivan no longer changed his form, but kept his body covered in fire, passively enduring Riddle's attack.

"By now, I think you should understand? In front of the greatest wizard in the world, Lord Voldemort who has never existed before, your little tricks are completely worthless." Standing at the foot of the Slytherin statue, the winner With a sneer on his face, Riddle pointed his wand, "But I have to admit, you still did a lot of things that wizards can't do—wasting my time. Clear water is like a spring!"

The thick stream of water gushing out from the tip of the staff instantly poured over the head of Ivan who had turned into a burning man, triggering bursts of rising water vapor.

Riddle laughed wildly, and waved his wand again. In an instant, huge water dragons rose from behind him and landed on Ivan's body!

After a painful roar, the struggle disappeared.

Through the water vapor permeating the entire chamber, Riddle saw a figure fall on his back.

"Is this the end?" Riddle laughed, "I'm beginning to regret bringing you in! Instead of focusing on you, I think it's better to go to Harry Potter! The so-called 'big The boy who can't die', can he last longer under my hands than you?"

He was talking taunting words, but Riddle's hands didn't stop. After confirming that Ivan was still in the form of burning fire and seemed unable to transform, Riddle issued a few more spells to make him The gushing water hit Ivan's whole body again.

The steaming water vapor became more intense.

Riddle did not stand still and wait for Ivan to beg for mercy, but walked forward quickly with his wand in his hand, ready to directly complete the final blow.

However, when he pushed through the water mist and walked up to the fallen figure, he was surprised to find that Ivan had returned to his original appearance at some point. wink.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Riddle's reaction was very quick.

The moment he realized something was wrong, he raised his hand and cast a spell.

It's just that before he raised his hand, Ivan had already turned into running water, flowing past his feet.

Riddle suddenly turned around.

At this time, the water vapor produced by hurting Ivan became extremely obtrusive to his eyes. He flicked his wand, and the water vapor quickly dissipated.

But what happened next made him fall silent.

hand……

All hands!

One arm after another made of water, with him as the center, "draws" a large circle in the secret room, enclosing him.

Riddle saw that each hand was holding a wand.

They have different shapes, some are long and some are short, but without exception, they are all aimed at him.

Let him not dare to act rashly.

Behind Riddle, the water flow converged and turned into Ivan's appearance.

It's just that his lower body is no longer human legs, but is made up of streams of slender water.

The water flows in all directions, extending out arms holding wands.

"You..." Riddle narrowed his eyes, and said darkly, wanting to turn around and face Ivan.

But as soon as he spoke, the arm directly opposite him suddenly pointed at him with a wand, and at the same time, Ivan's voice came from behind.

"Disarm you!"

A red light flashed, landed in front of Riddle, and disappeared as if hitting an iron wall.

"How did you do it? The water flows into the ground... This ability has been blocked."

Riddle made no further attempts to turn around.

"But I can use the existing water." Ivan, who was standing behind him, said with a smile, and Riddle saw a hand holding a wand wriggling, pointing to the corner of the room.

There was a shallow puddle of water there.

"You show weakness in a gradual way, which makes me think that you are slowly exhausting your physical strength, but in fact, you are inducing me to attack you, causing the water and fire to produce fog due to the collision - and at this time, my sight shaded, you can use the water in the room to deploy these arms."

Riddle already understood what Ivan had done.

"Thank you for your explanation." Ivan said, "But I have to tell you, that is not called fog, its scientific name should be water vapor—"

"Avada Kedavra!"

At this time, the green light suddenly appeared!

When analyzing the situation before, Riddle had quietly pointed his wand behind his armpit.

At this moment, taking advantage of Ivan's eloquent explanation of the damn "water vapor", Riddle made a bold move without hesitation.

It was only after the spell was cast, watching the scenes where the arms waved their wands in unison and dancing in the air, Riddle knew that this spell had failed again.

"You beat me for so long, now it's your turn?"

Ivan said with a smile.

Holding back his breath, he conveyed his thoughts to each arm.

For a moment—

"Damned!"

The sky is full of red light!

I know that fighting is badly written, so stop scolding, stop scolding. . The book that is about to be cut off, be gentle, be gentle... There is also the problem of water vapor, I don’t remember if the collision of water and fire will produce so much water vapor, if not—then According to me, this is not a textbook anyway