Chapter 144 Maggie's Victory
Things were going surprisingly smoothly with Della. Maggie got the news about "The General" a few days ago. He was not surprised that the girl had such outstanding abilities, but he was also sincerely proud of her.
Yes, what a good girl. That's why he was furious when he heard the words repeated from Apep's mouth. Even if Della could handle it herself, he would never forgive those foul-mouthed guys.
Maggie likes to fight back.
But he was too impulsive at that time. If he reflects on himself, he shouldn't have helped Tom Riddle Jr. to implement his plan out of anger, which allowed the little rascal to play these tricks now.
It doesn’t matter what you have done. What matters is what you do now.
Della has found a way to "eat" Tom Riddle from the inside - which is what Tom was going to do to Della, and also gave a way to destroy the Horcrux from the outside, but they are stuck in the same deadlock, and they may not be able to hurt Riddle directly.
Alchemists are all crazy. They create so many things that are unnatural and even unethical, but they are also cunning - they can allow their creations to hurt everyone except themselves.
If Voldemort's blood and soul played such a big role in Della's resurrection and his awakening, then Voldemort was undoubtedly the "father" they could not kill.
He and Della had always ignored this fact. After all, they had lived as independent individuals for so long, and neither of them would accept this fact so calmly.
In the current situation, his rational choice should be to guide the right person to discover the Chamber of Secrets, discover Tom Riddle, and then tell him how to destroy him from the outside as quickly as possible.
Although a strong fire spell would be enough to burn the Horcrux, he would get too little.
Since the girl he prized most was able to get away with it unscathed, why wouldn't he keep his feast as long as possible?
Maggie knew that Della had originally wanted to give him the honey.
Then the plan was clear. He would use the necklace that connected souls to bring in another person's soul, a soul that had nothing to do with them, had reasons for action, and could destroy Tom Riddle from the inside, so that he could find the right opportunity to swallow his honey.
The first person Maggie thought of was Harry, but his scar...tsk, he couldn't send the snack into Tom Riddle's stomach, so it seemed that only Aidan could be the one.
Aidan's parents are investigators here, which gives him clues to find the murderer behind the scenes; Aidan is the male president, perhaps he is loyal to the responsibilities of the president he undertakes; Aidan is a reserve investigator, so his experience will be authoritative.
After knowing the principles of their eyes, it is no longer difficult to hypnotize Aidan with his eyes as long as you are willing to do so, because Aidan is very curious about this incident, and Maggie happens to have enough souls that can be transmitted into Aidan's body.
His soul mixed into Aidan's soul, and Tom's soul was tied together with Ginny's soul. When the two victims met, Maggie only needed to choose a suitable time to use the necklace, and the two perpetrators would be able to meet in the depths of their souls under the guidance of the victims.
Oh, of course, the only nominal perpetrator here is Tom Riddle.
"Wake up, President Royeia, wake up."
Aidan was awakened by a vague, hoarse voice. He opened his eyes and saw a four-poster bed that was obviously Slytherin style. After tilting his eyes a little, he saw a vague black shadow.
"Oh!" Aidan screamed in surprise and sat up, then found that there were three other beds here, one with the Slytherin four stacked on it, one with Della lying on it, and an empty bed.
"I know this may not be easy to take, President, but I'm Ginny Weasley, and we have to hurry," Maggie said to Aidan, whose disembodied dark spirit floated over to the empty bed. "I thought I was lying here like them, but when I woke up, I was like this."
"I need at least some explanation, Miss Weasley." Aidan turned over and got out of bed. There was no fear on his face, and his eyes looked straight at the shadow.
"I was bewitched by Tom Riddle. He was a diary before - the sweetest person who could talk to me. I trusted him completely, but he... I swear, I was not conscious at all when he did those things!" Maggie cried, imitating the tone of Ginny that Tom Riddle had boasted to him before. "Those were nightmares. I have always wanted to make up for them - I have found a way to make up for them, but I can't put an end to them."
"Why?" Aidan asked.
"Our souls are already bound together. I can't destroy them. My own soul will gently but forcefully ask me to get out, so I can only think of a way to drag you in as well," Maggie pretended to be anxious and continued to cry, "Please! We have to hurry before you are absorbed by him too!"
"Sounds like I'm going to have to hurry," Aidan stood up, his blue eyes gleaming calmly, "Ginny, I'd like you to describe the creature you were riding when we first met, what was his name?"
"Tampanipa, the white hippogriff." Maggie said without stopping. He didn't know Buckbeak's name, but he bet that the president who couldn't even remember people's names didn't know the name of that ordinary creature.
"Okay, take me there, Ginny, we have to hurry." Well, Maggie made the right bet. Aidan really didn't know. He just wanted the other's certainty.
"Follow me, President Royia." Maggie's dark shadow floated in front. He deliberately floated a little faster, so Aidan had to jog to catch up with him.
Half a minute after they ran out, Della, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes. She turned over and sat up, got out of bed with a calm face, and walked to the bed where four people were stacked.
"It's time to wake up, Senior Abate." Della snapped her fingers, and Abate opened his bloodshot eyes.
"No, no, I don't want to wake up, I've had enough! Please, please let me sleep again!" Abate begged in a hoarse voice. All his edges and corners had been destroyed. Like a tamed wolf, he could no longer howl.
"Trust me, senior, a short nap is enough for you," Della said, with her usual gentle and peaceful smile on her face, "We need to discuss confidentiality now."
"Believe me, I won't say anything, Miss Riddle, believe me, I won't say anything, please, let me sleep!" Abate begged.
"Isn't it great that you met someone like me who knows a little about the soul and can make you fall asleep? Others may not be able to tamper with your soul so safely," Della put her hand on Abate's forehead, "Oh, believe me, I trust you very much, but truth serum and Legilimency are both troublesome, aren't they?"
"I promise to only impose the restrictions I need, but you have to be completely open to me, Senior Abate. You know I will definitely get the job done." As she spoke, a faint light emanated from Della's palms, and Abate's instantly blurred pupils showed his obedience to Della's words.
Della finished it quickly, and she was so considerate that she let Abate fall asleep. Oh, this is simply repaying evil with kindness.
Not long after, the whole space shook violently. Della knew that Maggie and Aidan had succeeded. The greedy snake must have swallowed his prey in one breath. This was a good thing.
As the imprisoned souls returned to their bodies, Harry, who was fighting the basilisk with the sword of Gryffindor, was surprised to find several dazzling rays of light piercing out from Tom Riddle's body. The mockery on Tom's face was immediately replaced by pain.
"Oh! No! That girl!" Harry heard Tom Riddle shouting at the top of his lungs, his handsome face becoming extremely hideous, and his figure visibly fading.
"Tear——" Then a series of crisp cracking sounds were heard, and the diary that was impervious to water and fire and indestructible split into two halves.
As the diary ripped open, Tom Riddle became almost invisible - Harry was sure he was going to disappear, but the demon left behind his last roar before he died.
"Haishi-hashi-ya (Sadolin, go up and kill everyone)!"
"No! Look at me, you big monster!" Harry shouted and swung his sword forward twice, but the basilisk in front of him that was about to bite him did not stop even after being stabbed. It turned around and swam away very smoothly.
"Hai-hi (Stop)!" Harry took two steps forward, shouting in Parseltongue, but as Tom Riddle had told him, Slytherin's basilisk only obeyed the orders of the Heir of Slytherin, and his shouting was useless.
"No——" Harry fell down. The paralyzing effect of the basilisk's venom made him fall to the ground, but he didn't feel any pain at all. He looked at the entrance where the basilisk disappeared, thinking only of the students above.
Phoenix Fox fell into his hands at this time and shed tears.