the Gambler

Harry arched his body and leaned forward slightly. His well-proportioned muscles covered the graceful figure stretched like a cheetah. His eyes were dazzling like stars, and the thick magic power pierced through the entire space. All the vessels shook violently and were densely covered with cracks. He rushed towards Tom violently, and the stimulation made the latter want to touch him, wanting to see how Harry struggled and begged underneath him.Tom let out a deep breath, everything about Harry was so damn human//exciting.

"No bow?" Tom tilted his head slightly with his arms outstretched, his yew wand fluttering gracefully at his fingertips.

"You're obviously not a worthy opponent." Harry growled, he wouldn't be fooled by Tom's casual attitude, this was a growing Dark Lord, he was blind to be coaxed to let his guard down.

Tom put his wand against his chin and clicked his tongue, his pupils contracted into a thin line, and the blood red slowly surfaced.Slytherin laughed in that velvety voice, "Actually I think you're a worthy adversary. How about—" He waved his wand, and Harry was forced to bend over by the sudden force, and he Biting his lower lip with his teeth to resist the external force, fishy sweet blood poured into his mouth.No matter how hard Harry fought, he still had to salute Tom 'respectfully'.

Harry glared fiercely at Tom, who was also bent over, through the hair curtain. The moment both of them straightened up again, the magic power wrapped around him was suddenly suppressed, Tom's overwhelming force pressed heavily on the boy, and Harry felt himself It was like being thrown into ice water, and even breathing became extremely difficult, just like the pain of being unable to inhale oxygen even if you open your mouth and nose in a vacuum environment.

"Are you too naive, or is my performance giving you the illusion that you can compete with me?" Tom walked slowly in front of Harry, he clamped Harry's chin and made the boy look up into his eyes, "You didn't pass by Dumbledore?" It's ridiculous that Lido was thrown into battle after training, how can you fight the Dark Lord if you can't even move in front of me? I'm starting to believe what the newspapers say - Dumbledore is old and confused."

Harry struggled angrily, Tom's words pierced his heart like a sharp dagger.Harry knew that he was weak, and knew very well that only death awaited him when he went to the battlefield. It was not that he hadn't considered Dumbledore's intentions. He needed special training. For Merlin's sake, no matter how hard he trained himself It is impossible to reach the level of an old man!Harry felt that he was beginning to waver, but this was not allowed, yes, wasn't Tom's purpose to divert him from his original track?Harry would never let him do that.

"I'm just a pawn of the light side. Even if they ask me to give up my life, I will die resolutely. It's all for the greater good." Harry said firmly, he hoped that his calm voice did not betray the sudden suspicion .

Tom's face turned extremely ugly in an instant, and he squeezed Harry's jaw harder, leaving crimson finger marks on it.Tom sneered admiring Harry's pained expression, then took a step back.Harry took the opportunity to gasp, not to show his soft side to Tom.

"You just accepted this sad fate so simply and gave yourself completely to that old bee? You let me down. I thought you were the kind of person who would occupy the throne. I thought I was wrong." Tom said in a tone. The undisguised regret and disgust made Harry uncomfortable.

"Not everyone wants to step on others to climb up. I am a minion, not a king, and that is a flexible position because I can change roles at will," Harry sneered, "everyone who pulls the king down is a minion. "

"You surprised me, Harry." Tom was in a much happier mood, "I don't know if your strength is worthy of your eloquence."

Tom raised his arm, and suddenly a gust of wind blew up around him. Harry watched in shock as he disappeared from view. The next second, Tom suddenly appeared behind Harry, and a red light shot from his wand and pointed at him. boy's chest.Harry dodged the attack sideways, and the same red light hit Tom's previous position, where there was only a cloud of air.Harry glanced around vigilantly, he could only hear his own violent breathing, and Tom was nowhere to be seen.

Harry bit his lower lip in frustration, he had never faced such a difficult opponent.The boy raised his hand to apply the newly learned protective shield to himself, and golden ripples surrounded his body, making a buzzing sound.He needed to find the location of Tom, who was clearly hiding his body, and Harry was sure Tom was still in the house, perhaps beside him waiting for his moment of relaxation.Harry looked up, and the red light of the Shattering Charm shot out from the holly wand, directly hitting the huge crystal chandelier, and the glass shards covered his head. He noticed that the traces of the shards not far from him had shifted slightly.Harry rushed in that direction, Tom was faster than him, it seemed that the other party had given up his plan to hide, a deadly spell was shot at Harry, the latter barely dodged, the spell hit hard on the shield There was a muffled sound on the shield.Out of the corner of Harry's eye, he saw where the spell twisted and hit, and the raging flames instantly engulfed the entire sofa.

Harry stared at Tom again, a slight crack had appeared in the part of the barrier that had been hit just now.Tom waved his wand lightly, and suddenly many ice edges appeared in the air, hitting the shield like rain. The dense muffled noise and the huge impact made Harry take a few steps back involuntarily. Tom just looked at Harry comfortably with his arms around his chest. Keep patching the shield.

In the eyes of outsiders, Harry seems to be unable to distract Tom, but this is just an illusion deliberately created by the boy. Tom is a proud and conceited person, and he will enjoy Harry's useless resistance, and this moment is his best chance to fight back .The tip of Harry's wand 'accidentally' turned around, and a beam of red light aimed at Tom's chest.//The latter dodged sideways, and before he could turn around, Harry knocked him down on the side of the bookshelf, who The tip of his wand was pressed against Tom's throat, and the spell was already swirling on the tip of his tongue.Tom grabbed Harry's wand hand and turned it so hard that the floorboards exploded by their ears, sending splinters across their cheeks.

Tom squinted, Harry's blood dripping down his face, making his ruptured wounds tingle tinglingly.He's not the type to fight melee, he's a shrewd Slytherin not a reckless Gryffindor!Tom let out a hissing sound, and the next moment the huge flaming lion pounced on Harry, who deftly dodged the attack and led the fireball towards Tom.The tall boy snorted and waved his wand gracefully as if dancing, and the lion turned around to attack Harry again.Harry summoned the nearby furniture to block the lion, and the flames quickly engulfed the object in front of him, the crackling of wood mingling with the lion's roar.Harry cast a powerful Shattering Charm on the window, and the icy lake water rushed into the room, and the boy raised the water curtain to swallow the flaming lion clean.

"Your method is very creative, what if this is the case?" Tom waved his wand, and the water curtain was instantly frozen into an ice wall, with pieces of ice teeth protruding from it, and there was a trend of getting longer and longer.Harry quickly cut off the part that was shot at him, but one still escaped the attack and plunged hard into the boy's shoulder. Harry felt that his body was numb, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the wound, but it was cold The temperature numbs the pain.Harry reached out and grabbed the ice edge, which under his control turned into a thin shoulder guard to block the wound, preventing him from passing out due to excessive blood loss.

Harry manipulated the lake water to swirl into a huge vortex to envelop Tom. He could vaguely see Tom waving his wand through the liquid. The next second the cold lake water exploded, just hitting Harry's Fire Curse, and a large amount of condensation formed in the air. white mist.Harry closed his eyes, his instincts had taken over at the moment, just like he had caught the snitch during Quidditch practice, the slightest flap of his wings couldn't escape the boy's ears.Harry suddenly turned over to avoid the curse that was shot at him, and his attack was also avoided by the opponent, and the sound of glass breaking came from the other side of the white mist.Harry quickly rushed into the fog, heading towards the slightly turbulent lake water. He lowered his head to avoid another spell, and vaguely saw a faint figure appearing in front of him.

Tom couldn't imagine that he also lamented the Quidditch movement, but Harry's agility and quick response made up for his lack of strength, and now he was close to him again.Tom bounced the boy away with a warding spell, and the lack of vision was his disadvantage, while Voldemort had no disadvantage.He waved his wand to clear the fog from the whole room, and repaired the glass to keep the water of the black lake out.Tom frowned slightly at the soaked floor and furniture, water dripped from the ends of his hair, and his clothes became heavy with the water from the lake.It didn't look elegant at all, and Tom cast the Drying Charm on himself, noticing that Harry had made the same decision.

"I think it's time to show my true strength, sweetheart."

Harry should have guessed that he was no match for the Dark Lord, young or something, he wasn't the type to fight with the belief in killing an enemy.It doesn't matter if he is a saint, he can't convince himself to kill, especially now that he is the only one standing on the opposite side to Tom, Harry has no one to protect, let alone force himself to save them.

It's all so damn frustrating.

Harry closed his eyes to adjust his disordered breathing, now his throat felt like it had been scalded by hot water, and every time the air was poured in, it was so painful that he even thought of stopping breathing.Harry didn't know how long this state would last. His cheek was pressed against the cold floor, and the sound of his heart beating fiercely through the hard material was transmitted to the eardrum like a drum.In addition to the sound he made, there was also the slight sound of leather shoes rubbing slowly approaching him.Harry gathered his remaining strength, his fingers were numb from the pain, he could barely hook the wand, and he wasn't even sure if he could raise the wand and point it at someone.

Harry could feel Tom bending over and grabbing his hair, lifting his bloodstained head off the ground, and he looked through his red, swollen eyelids into the deep lake blue of the other, flashing complex emotions in his eyes , too fast for Harry to catch.But he had an urge to gouge out that eyeball, so it couldn't glisten proudly.Merlin!He hates Tom Riddle.

"Please," said Tom in that cold voice, "please, I'll give you a chance to live."

"The devil is begging you!" Harry spat a mouthful of blood into Tom's face, his consciousness was no longer clear.

Tom raised his hand to wipe away the saliva, and grabbed Harry's head and slammed it to the ground. Harry heard the sound of his nose breaking, and a large stream of blood poured into his nasal cavity, making it difficult for him to breathe. Harry coughed hard a few times.His display of weakness seemed to please Tom, who brought Harry into a face-to-face distance and continued to coax: "Please, Harry, I don't want to see your pretty little face ruined any more."

It's time.Time for the Jedi to strike back.

Harry grabbed Tom's hand, put his wand against his chest, Tom had an expression of disbelief on his face, and the next moment, the same spell from different people collided and exploded into a blinding white light——

At the same time, the alarm in the principal's room suddenly sounded intensely, causing Mag, who was sipping tea, to turn pale instantly.