HP: I’m working on redemption at Hogwarts

"Voldemort is my past, present and future!"

Tom held Harry's wand tightly, then turned around and waved the wand, writing three shining red characters in the air - Tom Marvolo Riddle.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his wand again, crossed his arms casually, and the letters in the air rearranged themselves, becoming - I am Voldemort.

"You...you are Voldemort!"

"Of course, Harry. You didn't think I would keep the surname of my dirty Muggle father!" Tom showed his first unusual expression today, his brows were raised extremely high, and his face was wrinkled. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised as if showing evil fangs, and his glowing red eyes were locked on Harry like poisonous snakes.

Harry couldn't help but stepped back in horror, and accidentally stepped on Draco's injured foot.

"Holy shit! Damn it! Can you watch the road!" Draco suddenly became furious and pushed Harry to the ground regardless of the time.

"Malfoy, can't you just watch for a while!" Harry felt cold sweat dripping down his forehead. He stared at Tom with fear on his face and swallowed carefully.

But Draco was inexplicably indifferent. At such a critical moment in his life, he still pushed Harry and scolded him like a naughty boy.

"Time? I'm Malfoy. If you show me the time, I'll tell you, if you do something wrong, you have to apologize!" Malfoy had a bad attitude and even looked more arrogant than usual. He punched Harry with a ferocious expression. On his body, he glanced cautiously at Tom Riddle from the corner of his eye.

"Shit! Malfoy!" Harry couldn't bear to be disturbed. He put his arms in front of his face to defend himself. He couldn't find a chance to fight back. He looked a little embarrassed.

As for Tom, at this moment, he looked at the two people who were fighting each other and engaging in internal strife in front of him with a comfortable and leisurely expression. A bad and proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His blood-red eyes were full of malice. He clasped his hands together and clapped.

"Reducto!"

In just a split second, Tom jumped up quickly and nimbly, his body flying into the air like a light balloon and slowly falling back down. This look does look a lot like a ghost wandering in the castle.

"Astoria! How dare you! How dare you escape my control!" Tom was angry. His expression no longer looked calm and confident, and his blood-red eyes were quenching poison, like Countless knives were drawn towards Astoria.

"What? Is it hard to imagine? It seems like you have practiced your spell a lot more..." In fact, Astoria didn't know how she regained consciousness. She only knew that the man in front of her was hurting her and Her friends!

Astoria raised her head slightly, her eyes blazing and not afraid to look at Tom. Her dusty face seemed to be even more outstanding, exuding a confident and determined temperament.

"Joke!" Tom seemed to be irritated, and he had the tendency to curse Harry while holding Harry's curse in his hand.

Suddenly, fire suddenly appeared on the horizon, howling sounds were heard everywhere, and accompanied by ethereal and poignant music, a bird as big as a swan with fiery red hair flew towards Harry, waving its wings dyed with flames.

It was Fawkes, the phoenix from Headmaster Dumbledore.

Fox quickly dropped the package he was holding in his paws, leaving a few light shadows in the air with his golden long tail, which quickly disappeared. The Sorting Hat, which was dark and smelled of old dust, was held in Harry's hand.

"A bird and a broken hat! Is this Dumbledore's gift to his dearest child?" Tom snorted disdainfully, his eyelids slightly raised, his pupils cold and emotionless.

While Tom focused entirely on Harry, Draco carefully dragged his injured ankle to Astoria's side. He held her arm tightly and tried to lead her away quietly.

"No, no, sir, our show hasn't even started yet, how can you sneak out of the table?" Tom grinned with a bloodthirsty smile. Draco immediately froze in place, not daring to move. The hand behind his back was holding Leah tightly, and the hairs on his back stood up unconsciously.

"His ha...Sarah...His..." Tom slowly turned his back to the three Astorias, shaking the wand in his hand slightly and speaking some obscure snake language.

The giant relief sculpture of Slytherin's head was originally carved with its mouth slightly open, revealing a dark, round hole.

Maybe Draco hadn't figured out the situation yet, but Leah and Harry, who could understand snake language, were already filled with fear. They looked at each other, one of them helped Ginny up, and the other pulled Draco to escape. .

"Merlin's socks! He's such a madman!"

"Let us, the powerful Dark Lord who inherited the magic of Slytherin, fight against the famous Harry Potter!" Behind him, Tom Riddle's cold and hoarse voice continued, but Leah did not dare to look back at all.

pat!

Harry fell heavily to the ground, and his cracked glasses were even more broken and unusable. He touched the fragments of glasses on the ground blankly, unaware that the basilisk behind him was slowly approaching him.

"Hiss...ha...hasa..."

"Sorry, my girl. Although you are very special, the basilisk will only listen to my orders!" Tom's tone was sarcastic, with a faint smile on his lips. His eyes when looking at Leah were cold and without warmth.

"Shit!" Astoria swore irritably, words that did not fit her personality at all but seemed inexplicably suitable for the current situation.

She hesitated and avoided the opportunity to meet the basilisk's eyes. Her eyes fell directly on Harry and Ginny who were lying on the ground. Her eyes were a little unbearable, but her steps subconsciously retreated.

"Leah, leave them alone and run!" Realizing that there were no familiar footsteps behind him, Draco subconsciously wanted to turn back, but he was afraid of looking into the eyes of the basilisk. The pace of his escape gradually slowed down, and he could only use his own slight The amplified voice tried to regain Leah's attention.

howl--

A familiar chirping sounded, and the fiery red phoenix Fox came again. She swooped down, and inserted her long and sharp golden beak into the snake's eyes. A stream of black blood gushes out, accompanied by the sound of the snake's tail slapping the ground violently. The basilisk was completely blind.

Astoria was not sure and still did not raise her head. She just took advantage of the basilisk's painful struggle to quickly run towards Ginny and pulled the unconscious Ginny out from under the basilisk.

"Are you okay?" Draco's voice came to his ears surprisingly. Astoria looked up. He didn't know when he came back again. At this moment, he was holding Ginny's legs to help Astoria move Ginny to a safe corner.

"Why are you back?"

"Through the reflection on the beach, I found that the deadly yellow eyes of the basilisk had been poked out. Leah, I never thought about running away." Although Draco was covered in dirt and dust and looked embarrassed, he still looked at him He stared at Leah anxiously as he explained, as if he was afraid that Leah would misunderstand something.

But Leah never doubted Draco. He believed that Draco might be conceited or selfish, but he would never abandon his friends.

The three people here can stay safely in the open space in the corner. A large part of the reason is because Harry is stalling for the three people on the other side of the stone room, attracting full firepower on him.