A day at Hogwarts

Charles actually never understood what his Animagus form was. Although it looked like a jellyfish, he didn't think that such a large jellyfish could be compressed enough to fit into a hole as big as a fist.

The wall made of stone bricks is five or six meters thick. Behind the wall is a corridor with owl statues on the four corners of the pillars on both sides.

The air here is not stuffy, there is still a bit of moisture, and it seems that the vents are normal.

The corridor was dark at first, but after walking forward for a long time, a light blue light appeared in front of me.

At the end of the corridor is a courtyard. The light comes from above. There is water on the ground. There are some weeds growing in the stone cracks on the floor. There are other intersections on the surrounding walls. It is obvious that there is more than one way to get here.

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a large round stone slab that is a hand higher than the surroundings. A tall black-haired man with about 80% transparency... The black man is standing next to it, holding Ginny's wand in his hand, studying the top of the stone slab seriously. A floating wand.

This wand is 381mm long and is silvery in color. It has a circle of golden lines from the handle to the tip of the wand. It looks like an epic piece of equipment at first glance.

Charles walked to the opposite side of this person, with a question mark on his head, and asked uncertainly: "Tom Riddle?"

He had seen Voldemort, whose face was as white as a peeled hard-boiled egg, while the guy in front of him had skin as black as ink.

Tom glanced at the other side casually, his eyes paused on the long wand for a while, and said: "Judging from the wand, you should be Charles Smith."

"The little girl of the Weasley family told me about you, saying that you are a very smart wizard and you often give her snacks. It would be great if you were her brother."

Charles felt that if Ron were here, if there was a fight later, he would definitely join Tom's side.

Tom continued: "Are you alone? Is Friedrich von Wesson here?"

Charles asked curiously: "What do you want to see him for?"

The calmness on Tom's face suddenly disappeared, and he became a little twisted with anger. He pointed at his black face and said: "He poured too much ink on me, so I became like this!"

Charles shrugged and said, "I've never heard of this guy, but I guess only Peeves can do something like pouring ink around."

Tom thought what he said made sense. Pouring ink into a notebook was something only Peeves could do, so he couldn't refute it.

He looked around and asked: "Are you alone? Where is Dumbledore?"

Charles smiled and said, "Isn't it because you used the basilisk to capture Ginny to distract Professor Dumbledore and the others so that you could come here?"

A smile appeared on Tom's face and he said: "Smith, the fact that you found this place shows that you are very smart. How about we cooperate?"

Charles was noncommittal, and Tom continued: "It was rumored a long time ago that there was an ancient magic in the world. It is extremely powerful and can even resurrect the dead."

"I found a clue in a diary that this power is in Hogwarts."

"The last time someone used this power was a hundred years ago. No one knows what happened at that time. They only know that many wizards and goblins died."

At this point, Tom pointed to the wand floating in front of him and said, "This wand is the clue to finding power."

Charles didn't look at the wand and asked him with interest: "What are you now? I don't think you look like a human being."

Seeing that he asked this question, Tom thought he wanted to dispel some doubts and replied: "I am a memory."

Charles held his chin in thought and said: "The essence of life is the soul. There are many ways to live forever. Preserving the soul and constantly replacing the vibrant body is indeed a way to continue life."

He was actually talking about himself. Isn't the soul traveler a way to extend life? If you can keep traveling through soul travel, it will be no different from eternal life.

Tom's expression became serious. He didn't expect that the other party would know that he was actually a soul fragment, and he didn't expect that he would actually discuss eternal life.

He shook his head and said, "If the body is not my own, does it still count as myself?"

Charles asked, "What if I didn't stick to my body? Can I do it?"

He was a little curious about his time travel. He felt that his soul had passed through the body of a miserable abandoned baby. Maybe he could wear it again, which would be like changing his vest all the time.

However, Tom did not answer. Instead, he pointed Ginny's wand to the wand in front of him and said, "The academic discussion can be left behind. Why don't we get the wand first."

Charles said: "Then you can take it yourself."

He was certain that the old man had placed some kind of restriction on the wand, and if he wanted to get it, he would suffer a little hardship, or even die.

There's even a possibility that the wand tastes like strawberry.

Tom raised Ginny's wand in his hand and said helplessly: "I am very weak now, so I can only pick up this wand."

Charles waved his wand and pulled out a weed from the side and threw it towards the floating wand. When the weed flew within the range of the circular stone slab, a flash of lightning suddenly appeared around it, and the weed turned into fly ash.

He looked at the wand, frowned and said, "This kind of magic... is a bit weird."

"This magic is very powerful!" Tom looked a little excited, "If I...we can master this power, I can restore my body, and you can become a stronger wizard than Dumbledore."

Charles said calmly: "Not interested."

"Why?" Tom looked at him like a monster, "With powerful magic, you can control everything."

Charles confirmed that there was no one else around, especially Dumbledore, so he shook his head and said: "Forget it, you see, Dumbledore is still a bachelor after living for more than a hundred years, and Voldemort is dozens of years older." I haven't even touched a girl's hand. On the surface, I look beautiful, but in fact, I don't even have a home. The place I live in can only be called a house. I have no one to share the joy in my heart, and no one to talk about the troubles in life. Peace. At night, other people’s houses are bustling, but when I get home, there is only an empty dining table and a cold edge of the bed. No one knows if I fall or stand up one day, and I can only slowly starve to death on the cold floor.”

Tom was silent. Family was an area he had never experienced or thought about before.

"you can……"

He was about to say that he could use magic to give him a family, but he immediately remembered his own life experience. His mother used a love potion to abduct and rape his father before having him, so he didn't have the confidence to speak out.

The colorful light illuminated the entire courtyard, and Charles took advantage of Tom's distraction to suddenly take action silently.

He had said so many words from the beginning because Tom was distracted. Young Voldemort was also Voldemort, and the price of underestimating his opponent would be very heavy.

The focus of a Horcrux is the soul fragment attached to it, and the Killing Curse is an attack on the soul, which should work.

Tom saw a rainbow coming towards him. Although he didn't know what the spell was, he didn't have time to use the spell to defend himself, so he just had to avoid it.

But the distance between the two sides was too short, Tom's reaction was half a beat slower, and the rainbow version of the Killing Curse hit his hand holding the wand.

Tom's right hand was broken off at the wrist, part of the palm dissipated, and Ginny's wand fell to the ground with a clatter.

He looked at his right arm, which disappeared quickly like evaporation. He raised his head and asked Charles: "Why?"

Charles burst out laughing, feeling that Tom had told a big joke and he didn't even know why he wanted to die.

"For Myrtle Elizabeth Warren."

Tom was stunned when he heard this. He never thought it would be such an answer.

Charles stopped talking nonsense and used the killing curse one after another, beating Tom into a honeycomb in one breath.

The hole in Tom's body expanded rapidly, and when his neck began to disappear, Charles was heard saying: "I had no intention other than to eliminate you from the beginning. It seems that I was too cautious just now."