Chapter 161 Harry Vs. Tom Riddle

"Fanlin, what should I do?" Harry held the sword of Gryffindor in his hand. He threw the Sorting Hat aside. It seemed that the Sorting Hat would no longer be of any use.

He took the sword and tried to swing it twice. The blade of the sword cut through the stone and cut it in half at once. However, except that the sword itself became sharper, it had no other use.

Let Harry use this sword to kill Basilisk, forget it. Even if it can cut through Basilisk's scales, the impact of Basilisk swinging its tail is not a joke.

"That diary... destroy him..." The gentle voice sounded again in Fanlin's mind, as if he was guiding Fanlin. However, as the voice said, except for some other changes, the direction of things was basically the same, but what Fanlin cared about most was that he was not in the story brought by the voice...

But Fanlin didn't care so much. His head seemed to explode, as if something had drilled into it, and his head was about to burst.

A line of blood flowed down from the corner of Fanlin's eyes. Fanlin looked extremely painful. His vision was all bloody, which was caused by the overflow of magic power.

"Fanlin..." Harry was about to run over when he saw this. He was very worried about Fanlin's current situation. Now Fanlin's face was covered with blood.

"Don't come over, Harry!" Fanlin screamed in pain, "I'll help you delay some time. You should know the key to the problem..."

"Uh... OK..." Harry quickly woke up from his confusion, because Fanlin's voice suddenly sounded in his mind. Fanlin told Harry that the diary was the key.

"Hurry up!" Fanlin shouted anxiously, but he was too weak. His magic power was already extremely scarce, but he couldn't give up suppressing Basilisk, otherwise they would both die here.

Basilisk's frozen body began to shake constantly, and he was about to come out!

Harry saw this and ran to Laura quickly. The diary was in Laura's arms.

"What do you want to do, Harry?" Tom raised Harry's wand and pointed it at Harry.

"Are you just going to watch him die there? He can't hold on any longer, but it's incredible that a little wizard can cause so much trouble to Basilisk, or..."

Tom smiled gently, his face looked very gentle, "Or, do you want to kill me with this scrapped sword? Just like those knights in the Middle Ages, have a duel with me?"

"That's right!" Harry didn't look back at Fan Lin. He knew that it was useless even if he looked at him. He didn't have the ability to cast spells and couldn't help Fan Lin at all. It would be a waste of time for him to go there.

"Oh?" Tom raised his eyebrows, "Is that true? Or where do you get the confidence to fight a wizard, the greatest wizard in the world, with a sword? Really... pathetic. That's right, the whole Gryffindor is full of brainless guys like you."

"Tom, I think you got one thing wrong. You are not the greatest wizard in the world. That wizard brought us the phoenix and this sword, which means I can rely on this to defeat you. I believe it."

"Okay..." Tom's face became distorted again, "Then let me see what qualifications you have to say these words. Although the little girl's magic power is insufficient, ordinary spells are enough."

"Sectumsempra (God's Edge Without Shadow)!"

Three magic blades of light whizzed towards Harry, and Harry rolled on the ground in a mess, but a spell of light still brushed his arm, and a bloody wound suddenly appeared in front of Harry's eyes.

A piercing pain came from his arm. Harry finally realized the power of this spell. He couldn't imagine how Vanlin had the heart to use this spell to cut the rope in the dungeon that day.

"What a mess. Is this what you call confidence and capital?" Tom laughed. In fact, he originally thought that he could completely cut off a part of Harry's body, but because he was holding Harry's wand, the power of his spell could not be released at all. After all, the wand would not easily betray its owner.

Harry gritted his teeth and climbed up from the ground. He moved closer to Tom's position little by little, and Laura was less than three meters away from Tom's body.

"Waddiasi!"

Another spell, Harry barely avoided the rubble controlled by Tom, and some even required him to use Gryffindor's sword to split it. Fortunately, the sword was sharp enough, but this behavior also made Harry exhausted.

Because of the force of his arm, blood kept flowing out of Harry's wound. Soon, the strong dizziness caused by excessive blood loss attacked Harry's head, even if Harry stopped now.

Harry was breathing heavily. Tom had only released two spells on him, which made him have no time to deal with it.

"What's wrong, Harry Potter!" Tom looked at Harry with ridicule, "Is this all you can do? Come on, show me the ability you used to defeat me, why can't you do it, Harry!"

Tom shouted madly, "You dirty scum, do you really think you have the ability to defeat anyone? It's ridiculous, and those who believe in you... are stupid guys to the bone... But soon, the Lord Voldemort they fear will return, stepping on the body of the great savior, Harry Potter, in their mouths..."

"You won't succeed, Tom, just like twelve years ago, failure is doomed, and the only one who survives is me, not you, Voldemort!"

Harry's eyes seemed to be burning with anger. He raised the sword of Gryffindor angrily, and attacked Tom Riddle or Voldemort like a real warrior.

"You are really a poor guy who can't recognize the current situation..." Tom laughed, "Then what spell should be used to end you, you know..."

"AvadaKed..."

"Epelliarmus (disarm you)!"

Before Tom's spell was completed, a disarming spell suddenly flew from behind Harry.

With the sound of the wand falling to the ground, Fanlin shouted, "Now, Harry, diary!" (To be continued)