Chapter 322 Dumbledore Can't Save You

Riddle was about to explode with anger, staring at Kyle with a pair of red eyes.

Even when he was called a monster in the orphanage, he had never hated anyone so much.

But now this person appeared.

He was the heir of Slytherin, Riddle was extremely convinced.

That Kyle... How dare he say he was a fake!

Riddle desperately stretched out the spell...

"Avada Kedavra!"

A green light flew by at high speed, but Kyle was prepared and hid behind a pillar in advance.

"God of Swords!"

This was what Kyle learned from the book "Advanced Potion Making". Snape memorized it in full when he was young, so it was not difficult to learn.

Riddle did not dodge, and even showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

The God of Swords passed through him, just like hitting the air, without any pause, leaving only a thin black line.

And this black line disappeared quickly.

"It's useless." Riddle laughed loudly, "Your spell can't do any harm to me... Avada Kedavra!"

Another green light.

Kel quickly retreated behind the pillar.

"Do you think you can escape?" Riddle walked over step by step, "You must die, even if Dumbledore comes, he can't save you!"

Even the Sharp Edge and Shadowless Curse are useless...

Kel was a little helpless. If you can't beat it, just use technology, right? This is too bad.

He thought of the diary under the feet of the statue.

It's a pity that the distance is a bit far, and it will take at least five or six seconds to run over, but now he will be cursed with the Kedavra as soon as he shows his head, and he can't get through at all.

But at this time, the basilisk also slowly crawled out of the mouth of the Slytherin statue.

Kel wanted to let it bite the diary, but after thinking about it carefully, he gave up...With the intelligence of the basilisk, it is probably difficult to understand what a diary is.

"Kill that fake!"

"Kill him!"

The two shouted at the same time.

Riddle had a glimmer of hope, thinking that he had controlled the basilisk several times before, and he might be able to play the emotional card while being familiar with it.

It was not until the basilisk turned its head without hesitation that he was completely desperate.

"Bang!"

Riddle really exploded this time, turning into a black mist, and his wand fell to the ground.

But soon, the black mist condensed together again.

Although the gaze of the basilisk can directly affect the soul, Riddle is still a Horcrux. As long as the diary is fine, he will not die.

"Idiot, I am your master, the real heir of Slytherin!" Riddle shouted sharply: "I have always been the one commanding you, it's me!"

But the basilisk didn't care about these at all. Seeing that the little bean in front of him was still alive and kicking, he bit his head directly.

The next second, Riddle exploded again.

"Bang,"

"Bang!"

"Bang..."

In the following time, the secret room was as lively as setting off firecrackers.

Riddle, relying on the fact that he could not die, had no intention of dodging at all. He kept speaking Parseltongue, trying to regain control of the basilisk.

Until he accidentally saw Kyle pick up the diary at the foot of the statue...

Riddle's pupils shrank suddenly, and at the same time a terrible guess came to his mind.

"He knows he is a Horcrux!"

Once this idea came out, he could no longer restrain it.

Especially after seeing the smile on Kyle's face, Riddle panicked.

He no longer obsessed with the basilisk, and quickly picked up the wand on the ground and pointed it at Kyle.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Crucia!"

"Thunderbolt Explosion!"

...

In a hurry, these spells were naturally not accurate, and Kyle easily dodged them.

Riddle's spells finally all fell on the Slytherin statue behind, blowing a big hole in it.

A large number of small animal bones and snake skin fragments fell out of the hole.

"Tsk... look at what you have done."

Kyle teased: "You don't even respect Mr. Slytherin's statue, how can you say you are his heir..."

Faced with Kyle's ridicule, Riddle turned a deaf ear. He just wanted to kill Kyle and get the diary back.

Fortunately, the Horcrux is difficult to destroy. Even if it falls into Kyle's hands, it doesn't matter. He still has time.

"Avada..."

Just when Riddle wanted to release the spell again, a pair of yellow eyes suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Bang! Snap..."

Riddle exploded again.

"Wand fly!"

Ron's wand bounced twice on the ground and flew straight into Kyle's hand.

At this time, a chaotic sound of footsteps and voices suddenly came from outside the secret room.

"Here, Potter... come... open..."

The voice was very light and intermittent, but it should be Professor McGonagall.

Kyle also heard Harry's name.

Maybe the professors guessed that the entrance needed to be opened by Parseltongue, so they called Harry, who also spoke Parseltongue.

Anyway, it's about time.

Looking at the twisting black fog, Kyle shook his head and called back the basilisk, ready to let it bite the diary and end this incident before the professor came in.

He violated a lot of school rules this time, hoping that he could reduce the deduction of a few hundred points later... But the basilisk is probably gone.

However, Kyle didn't notice that just as he was about to put the diary on the basilisk's teeth, a golden object fell out of the hole in the statue behind him.

The object was round and looked like a golden pocket watch, but the difference was that it had five pointers.

"Tick..."

The pocket watch fell to the ground, causing the five pointers on it to move at the same time.

In an instant, the basilisk that had just opened its mouth began to fly backwards rapidly, Ron's wand returned to Riddle's hand, the bones and gravel on the ground retreated back into the statue, and three spells flew from behind to Riddle's wand and sank into the tip of the wand...

Time was flowing backwards.

Except for Kyle, everything around was moving backwards rapidly.

It all happened too fast.

When Kyle came to his senses, he found that the basilisk was gone, Riddle was gone, and there was no voice of Professor McGonagall outside...

He was the only one left in the huge secret room, and the diary in his hand.

"What's going on...what happened?"

Kyle looked at the empty chamber blankly, feeling like he was dreaming.

Could it be that Riddle had a time converter?

But that wasn't right. If time was going backwards, why wasn't he affected...

Could it be that he was really dreaming!

Just like the past few days, everything he saw was fake, and he was actually still sleeping in the school hospital?

Kyle touched his thigh and pinched it hard.

It hurts!

This seemed to mean that he was not having a bizarre dream.