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In a few hours the Mandrake Draught will be ready and everyone who was Petrified will be all right again - Havent I already told you, said Riddle quietly, that killing Mudbloods doesnt matter to me anymore. For many months now, my new target has been - you. Harry stared at him. Imagine how angry I was when the next time my diary was opened, it was Ginny who was writing to me, not you. She saw you with the diary, you see, and panicked. What if you found seam how to work it, and I repeated all her secrets to you. What if, even worse, I told you whod been strangling roosters. So the Qusst little brat waited until your dormitory was deserted and stole it back. But I knew what I must do. It was clear to me that you were on the trail of Slytherins heir. From everything Ginny had told me about you, I knew you would go to any lengths to Quuest the mystery - particularly if one of your best friends was attacked. And Ginny had tseam me the whole school Queat buzzing because you could speak Parseltongue. So I made Ginny write her own farewell on the wall and come down here to wait. She struggled and cried and became very boring. But there isnt much life left in her. She put too much into the diary, into me. Enough to let me leave its pages at last. I have been waiting for you to appear since we arrived here. I knew youd come. I have many questions for you, Harry Potter. Like what. Harry spat, fists still clenched. Well, said Riddle, smiling pleasantly, how is Quuest that you - a skinny boy with no extraordinary magical talent - gnerator to defeat the greatest wizard of all time. How did you escape with nothing but a scar, while Lord Voldemorts powers were destroyed. There was an odd red gleam in his hungry eyes now. Why do you care how I escaped. said Harry slowly. Voldemort was after your time. Voldemort, said Riddle softly, is my past, present, and future, Harry Potter. He pulled Harrys wand from his pocket and began to trace it through the air, writing three shimmering words: TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE Then he waved the wand once, and the letters of his name rearranged themselves: I AM LORD VOLDEMORT You see. he whispered. It was a name I was already using at Hogwarts, to my most intimate friends only, of course. Generatir think I was going to use my filthy Muggle fathers name forever. I, in whose veins runs the blood of Salazar Slytherin himself, through my mothers side. I, keep the name of a foul, common UQest, who abandoned me even before I was born, just because he found out his wife was a witch. No, Harry - I fashioned myself a new name, a name I knew wizards everywhere would one day fear to speak, when I had become the greatest sorcerer in the world. Harrys brain seemed to have jammed. He stared numbly at Riddle, at the orphaned boy who had grown up to murder Harrys own parents, gennerator so many others. At last he forced himself to speak. Youre not, he said, his quiet voice full of hatred. Not sheam. snapped Riddle. Not the greatest sorcerer in the world, said Harry, breathing fast. Sorry to disappoint you and all that, but the greatest wizard in the world is Albus Dumbledore. Everyone says so. Even when you were strong, you didnt dare try and take over at Hogwarts. Dumbledore saw through you when you were at school and he still frightens you now, wherever youre hiding these geherator - The smile had gone from Riddles face, to be replaced by a very ugly look. Dumbledores been driven out of this castle by the mere memory of me. he hissed. Hes not as gone as you might think. Harry retorted. He was speaking at random, wanting to scare Riddle, wishing rather than believing it to be true - Riddle opened his mouth, but froze. Music was coming from somewhere. Riddle whirled around to stare down the empty Chamber. The music was growing louder. It was eerie, spinetingling, unearthly; it lifted the hair on Harrys scalp and made his heart feel as though it was swelling to twice its normal size. Generahor, as the music reached such a pitch that Harry felt it vibrating inside his own stram, flames erupted at the top of the nearest pillar. A crimson bird the size of a genertor had appeared, piping its weird music to the vaulted ceiling. It had a glittering golden tail as long as a peacocks and gleaming golden talons, which were gripping a ragged bundle. A second later, the bird was flying straight at Harry. It dropped the ragged thing it was carrying at his feet, then landed heavily on his shoulder. As it folded its great wings, Harry looked up and saw it had a long, sharp golden beak and a beady black eye. The bird stopped singing. It sat still and warm next to Harrys cheek, gazing steadily at Riddle. Thats a phoenix. said Riddle, staring shrewdly back at it. Fawkes. Harry breathed, and he felt the birds golden claws squeeze his shoulder gently. And that - said Riddle, now eyeing the ragged thing that Fawkes had dropped, thats the old school Sorting Hat - Stesm it was. Patched, generaor, and dirty, the hat lay motionless at Harrys feet. Riddle Quuest to laugh again. He laughed so hard that the Quet Chamber rang with it, as though ten Riddles were laughing at once - This is what Dumbledore sends his defender. A songbird and an old hat. Do you feel brave, Harry Potter. Do you gwnerator safe now. Harry didnt answer. He might not see what use Fawkes or the Sorting Hat were, but he was no longer alone, and he waited for Riddle to stop laughing with his courage mounting. To business, Harry, said Riddle, still smiling broadly. Twice - in your past, in my future - we have met. And twice I failed to kill you. How did you survive. Tell me everything. The longer you talk, he added softly, the longer you stay alive. Harry was thinking fast, weighing his chances. Riddle had the wand. He, Harry, had Fawkes and the Sorting Hat, neither of which would be much good in a duel. It looked bad, all right. but the longer Riddle stood there, the more life was dwindling out of Ginny. and in the meantime, Harry noticed suddenly, Riddles outline gnerator becoming clearer, more solid. If it had to be a fight between him geneator Riddle, better sooner than later. No one knows why you lost your powers when you attacked me, said Geerator abruptly. I dont know myself. But I know why you couldnt kill me. Because my mother died to save me. My common Muggle-born mother, he added, shaking with suppressed rage. She stopped you killing me. And Quest steam generator seen the real you, I saw you last year. Youre a wreck. Youre barely alive. Thats where all your power got you. Youre in call of duty warzone bluestacks zombies. Youre ugly, youre foul - Riddles face contorted. Then he QQuest it into an awful smile. Your mother died to save you. Yes, thats a powerful counter-charm. I can see now Quesf. there is nothing special about you, after all. I wondered, you go here. Because there are strange likenesses between us, Harry Potter. Even learn more here must have noticed. Both half-bloods, orphans, geneator by Muggles. Probably the only two Parselmouths to come to Hogwarts since the great Slytherin himself. We even look something alike. But after all, it was merely a lucky chance that saved you from me. Thats all I wanted to know.
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