He bent down and gently embraced the young wizard lying on the ground, still conscious despite his weakness.
Tom Riddle spoke softly.
"From now on, your life at Hogwarts will depend on you, so remember to make more friends because the more people you know, the further you can go in the future and the easier your path will be."
"Professor."
The Ravenclaw student, Middler, looked at him with blurry eyes, his expression dazed until he finally lost consciousness.
Tom gently placed him back on the ground.
Over the past few days, he had resided within this young wizard's body, drawing on part of his magic, which was why the boy had become so weak.
It did not matter.
Everything would be resolved once he was fully resurrected.
Now came the most critical step.
A cold hissing sound echoed once more through the Chamber of Secrets.
But this time, the Basilisk did not obey immediately.
It stopped and let out a low roar, resisting.
It had sensed danger.
However, Parseltongue was not just a language.
Its true power lay in domination.
Communication was secondary.
Control was absolute.
When Tom spoke again, his tone carried impatience and command.
The Basilisk, unwilling but unable to resist, obeyed.
It slowly climbed up the statue of Salazar Slytherin.
Tom closed his eyes.
At this moment, he could not risk looking into the Basilisk's gaze.
That would be instant death.
Even he would not survive it.
The creature's thousand-year magic made its stare unavoidable and absolute.
Fortunately, even with his eyes closed, his perception remained clear.
He was not fully human yet.
He was still a wraith awaiting resurrection.
When the Basilisk finally entered the statue's mouth, Tom opened his eyes again.
He looked at the statue in silence.
Then he sighed deeply.
It was a pity.
A great pity.
The Basilisk had been his loyal servant.
And now he had to destroy it.
His hand trembled slightly as he gripped his wand.
Ancient syllables began to flow from his lips.
At the same time, the blood he had spilled earlier activated the ritual.
A bright green light filled the chamber.
Ancient runes appeared on his forehead.
His eyes glowed with the same green radiance.
The statue's mouth suddenly shut.
The Basilisk was sealed inside.
Its roars echoed through the chamber.
No longer dominant.
No longer terrifying.
Now, they sounded desperate.
Tom ignored them completely.
The chanting continued.
As time passed, his form began to solidify.
A body took shape.
At first, it resembled his fifteen-year-old self.
But magic continued to pour into him.
His form changed.
His age shifted.
The magic refined his body.
At the same time, it spread outward.
Gilderoy Lockhart and the others also received this magic.
Their bodies were strengthened.
Their magical capacity increased.
Especially the younger students.
The Basilisk's power had been purified.
It now became nourishment.
A gift for their future.
Lockhart, due to his age, gained less.
But even so, the benefits were significant.
This was not only compensation.
It was also a gift.
A message to Albus Dumbledore.
Suddenly, Tom remembered something.
Without interrupting the ritual, he diverted part of the magic into a bracelet.
Then he condensed a portion of power into several small green gems that appeared in his hand.
After finishing this, he stopped interfering.
Now, he only needed to wait.
According to the flow of magic, it would take a few more minutes.
Most of the Basilisk's power would not be used by him.
Instead, it would return to Hogwarts itself.
The ancient castle would gain new vitality.
Thinking of this, Tom felt slightly annoyed.
Because the one who gained the most from this was Dumbledore.
And the others present.
If he could have, he would have devoured the entire Basilisk himself.
What a waste.
Meanwhile, within the illusion, the two slowly regained awareness.
Harry Potter's face darkened.
Hermione Granger remained expressionless.
They stood in the passage, their memories gradually returning.
Hermione felt frustrated.
They had walked through the same path countless times.
Yet each time, the illusion erased their awareness.
Even when something felt wrong, it was suppressed.
And forgotten.
The realization made her angry.
Still, she forced herself to stay calm.
"Harry, whoever created this illusion is either about to complete their goal or the professors have already arrived, because otherwise it would not be weakening like this and our memories would still be suppressed."
She grabbed his arm.
The silence around them felt unnatural.
Now that their memories were returning, both of them focused on breaking free.
Slowly, Hermione raised her head and looked at Harry.
"Harry, I need your help now."
Before he could respond, she pulled out her wand and thrust it firmly into his hand.
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