From Karma Taj to Hogwarts

Chapter 304 Entering the Chamber of Secrets

"Okay, Rozier." Riddle said coldly. "There is no need for you to point fingers at me like a senior. I, Voldemort, don't need anyone's advice!"

"I'm sorry. I was only focused on my career within the magical world and paid less attention to you." Xiven was not angered by Riddle, but said apologetically. "Riddle, I should have guided your character well, so that you wouldn't have reached this stage."

"Enough! I said I don't need your preaching! And my name is Voldemort, don't call me Tom Riddle." Riddle angrily pulled out his wand and pointed it at Sivan and shouted. "Let me see what kind of strength you have to compete with Grindelwald, Rozier!"

"I don't understand why the core of the unicorn's tail hair has such powerful power. I even don't understand how a wizard who has never used black magic has the right to be a Slytherin!"

Sivan stared at the bone-white wand in Riddle's hand and asked calmly: "Why do you look down on unicorn tail hair? Is it like you look down on other Muggles or mixed-blood wizards?"

"Because I am the most unique wizard and the best successor of Salazar Slytherin!" Riddle said arrogantly.

"So your wand is...?" Xiven asked.

"Thirteen and one-half inches, yew wood, phoenix feather core." Riddle gently raised his wand, gently stroked the handle that extended like a joint, and said softly. "Compared to ordinary unicorn tail hair, phoenix feathers are one of the rarest wand cores."

"Wands with Phoenix feather cores are capable of casting the greatest variety of magic. These wands are always the most selective in choosing their owners, as the phoenix itself is one of the most independent and detached creatures in the world. These wands are also the most difficult to tame. A type of creature from which wizards find it difficult to gain loyalty."

Riddle said in a somewhat showy tone, while glancing at Xiwen coldly and arrogantly.

"It seems that you have completely tamed this wand with a phoenix feather core, right?" Xiwen said with a smile.

"Of course." Riddle raised his head and said proudly. "My wand is certainly much better than your wand with a unicorn tail core."

"I'm curious, who told you that my wand is made of unicorn tail hair?" Xiwen said with a smile.

Riddle frowned and said, "In the five years I have been at Hogwarts, I have never seen you use dark magic once. Doesn't this explain the problem?"

"If you ask me, you should use more black magic to invalidate the wand you have in your hand." He continued. "You don't look like someone who is short of tens of galleons to buy a second wand, Rozier. Even if you change it to a wand with dragon heartstrings, it is still better than a unicorn tail hair with little power."

Sivan shook his head at Riddle with a smile, took out his wand from his sleeve, and gently rubbed the straight pine wood pattern on it.

"First of all, I want to correct one thing. The wand with unicorn tail hair is not as bad as you think. Secondly, the core of my wand is not unicorn tail hair." He showed the wand to Riddle and said softly. . "Fourteen inches, pine, unicorn horn core."

"It's not that I don't use black magic because of it, but the knowledge of magic is so vast that we can't even get a glimpse of it in our lifetime. Black magic is not necessary in the first place."

Then he added in his mind, 'What's more, I learned many illegal dark spells in Kama Taj, and each of them is no weaker than the black magic in this world. ’

"Unicorn horn nerve?" Riddle pursed his lips, as if he was a little jealous that Sivan had found such a unique wand, but he still said stiffly. "In the end, it's still a part of a unicorn. I don't think it's any better than a unicorn's tail hair."

Then, he seemed to finally make up his mind, and let out a nerve-wracking "hissing" sound from his mouth.

The basilisk, which had been quiet all this time, suddenly moved and attacked Xiven after hearing the order given by Riddle in Parseltongue.

"Riddle, I thought we would have an upright duel." Sivan sighed and said softly. "I didn't expect that the beginning of the battle would be such a scene where magical animals were arranged to attack first."

"In that case, aren't you proud of the core of your wand?"

Xiwen stretched out an arm in the air to the side of his body, and then accompanied by a pleasant singing sound, a piece of golden-red fire appeared above Xiwen's arm.

A big bird with golden and red feathers landed on Xiwen's arm and gently combed its feathers. It was Fox, the phoenix.

When Riddle saw the phoenix, he suddenly felt a strange movement rising from his wand.

"What did you do to my wand?!" he asked sharply.

"I didn't do anything." Sivan spread his hands casually and said to Riddle. "It's just that the intended owner of the core of your wand has come over."

While Riddle's eyes widened in shock, the basilisk's foul-smelling mouth was already in front of Sivan. The fishy smell inside was extremely strong, as if it was going to make people faint.

At this moment, the phoenix Fox standing on Xiwen's arm suddenly flapped its wings and flew towards the huge basilisk.

The basilisk is so huge that Fox's body is like a mini sparrow compared to it.

However, this "sparrow" avoided the basilisk's big mouth and eyes at the first time, landed directly on its head, and pecked the basilisk's head twice, immediately letting the basilisk go. The terrible snake turned into a blind snake.

With no worries, Xiwen immediately raised his head and looked into Riddle's black eyes.

"When the basilisk and the phoenix are fighting, aren't we going to find a quiet place and have a fight too?" he asked.

Riddle squeezed out two words from his throat: "I'm fine."

He then turned in the opposite direction to Sivan and jumped from the water pipe under the faucet.

Sivan followed, and jumping from the pipe felt like hurtling down a dark, slimy, endless slide. You can also see many other pipes branching out in all directions, but none are as thick as this pipe.

This pipe has twists and turns, seven twists and eights, and the slope is very steep all the way down. Xiven guessed that he was going to slide to a very deep place under the school, even deeper than those Slytherin dungeons and underground classrooms!

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