"Shit~(Tell me, Slytherin - the greatest of the four Hogwarts!)"

Lockhart spitted out a snake voice, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see the statue of Slytherin behind him moving. His heart suddenly sank and tried again without giving up.

"Are you calling out to that snake monster? Since I have entered the secret room, do you think I can make it live to this day?" Ivan said with a sneer. He once again narrowed the distance from Lohart and continued to speak.

"It seems that Tom has concealed a lot of things about you. I guess he must not tell you. Remember to close your eyes when calling the snake monster?"

Within three meters apart, while Ivan finished speaking, his black eyes instantly turned into orange-yellow vertical snake eyes...

Before Lohat could figure out what Ivan's words meant, his mind became blank. Ivan's eyes were like vortexes and swallowed all his thoughts and souls...

"Destroy your weapons!"

With Ivan's shout, Lohart regained consciousness, but the next moment he felt like his body was hit by a bull, and he rolled all the way to the Slytherin stone sculpture behind him.

The wand came out of his hand, circling in the air, and finally fell into Ivan's hands...

Ivan reached out to take the Lohat wand and looked at the magic scale in the status bar, which was about one tenth less.

Ivan sighed. The wizard's magic resistance is indeed much stronger than ordinary creatures.

He had only activated the snake eyes for less than a second, and the purpose was not to stare at Lohat to death, but to put Lohat in a stalemate and unable to activate the effect of the protective cloak. He then used magic to dismantle the opponent's resistance.

After all, the protective cloak is a magic prop he made with many precious materials and himself. It takes a lot of time to break it normally.

Only by surprise can one strike determine the outcome and save the consumption of magic power.

Ivan walked towards Lohart step by step.

Lohat, who was hit in front of the statue, wanted to get up in horror, but found that his body was extremely heavy, as if he was filled with lead. He raised his right hand with difficulty, and then was stepped on by one foot.

"Tell me, where is Tom Riddle now?" Ivan stepped on Lockhart's right hand, pulled off several of his magic equipment, and pressed Lockhart's cheek with a magic wand, his eyes extremely cold.

"I...I don't know..." Lohat said in horror as he looked at the flashing light at the top of Ivan's wand.

"Do you want to try the feeling of being heart-wrenching?" Although Ivan didn't know this spell, it did not prevent him from using this to threaten Lohat.

Lohat naturally knew the Heart-wrenching Mantra, one of the three unforgivable curses. He was shocked when Ivan said it, racking his brains to think about where Tom Riddle would go.

"He must be looking for something on the eighth floor of the castle! He told me before that it was a big problem for you to go there often, and I hope I can find a way to lure you away..." Lockhart suddenly said.

Ivan's heart sank, and he felt a very bad feeling.

What Tom probably wanted to go to the eighth floor is the house that meets all requests, and the one he was looking for was the second Horcrux, Ravenclaw's crown!

Because of the previous attack, he did not dare to go to the house that would be in response to requests during this period, which was exactly what the other party wanted...

"So you brought that Ravenclaw girl to the eighth floor? Then frame me?" Thinking of this, Ivan was furious, and his black eyes faintly turned into orange and yellow vertical pupils...

Lockhart felt like he was about to die after looking at each other for a moment, but the next moment Ivan's eyes returned to their original state, and he retorted anxiously. "No, this is not what I did! It was that diary that controlled me!"

Lockhart hurriedly explained to Ivan.

After obtaining that diary, Tom Riddle taught him a lot of magic knowledge and asked him to help him restore his strength. In return, Tom Riddle will help him become a true master of magic.

Lockhart was still hesitating at the time and did not agree.

But the next day, he lost consciousness while experimenting with a magic. When he woke up, he only vaguely remembered what he had found a girl who admired him and said, and then went to the eighth floor to do something.

When he arrived at the eighth floor, he found that the other party had fallen in a pool of blood. Lockhart could see that his handwriting was on the wall, which was also the reason why he hurriedly destroyed the wall.

After that, Lockhart fell into panic, fearing that he would be tracked down and the attacker was himself.

That's why he followed Tom Riddle's advice and handed over the Horcrux to another admirer of his own to clear away his suspicion.

"Tom Riddle promised me that I would not kill anyone, so I handed over the Horcrux to the Slytherin girl... You can't kill me, otherwise you will definitely be locked up in Azkaban!" Lohat said tremblingly.

"They have to find this place and find your body!" Ivan said sarcastically.

Lohat was like falling into an ice cellar, but fortunately Ivan said again. "But you are lucky, I won't kill you this time..."

Ivan looked at Lohart, who was relieved, coldly. He needed someone to be responsible for these attacks. Lohart, who was alive, was naturally better than the dead.

But Lockhart knew a lot of things he shouldn't know, such as the conversations he had with Tom Riddle...

Looking at Ivan's increasingly dangerous gaze, Lockhart swallowed hard. He thought of something vaguely and said in horror. "Hals, when I taught you the forgetting curse, you promised me that you would never use it on me..."

"Sorry, I lied to you!" Ivan waved his wand mercilessly.

"All forget is empty!"

The milky white spell light immediately hit Lohart, who had no resistance. His body trembled suddenly, and then fainted.

Ivan added a coma spell to him, confirming that he would not wake up within a few hours, and then he was about to go to the eighth floor's house to respond to requests, hoping that Tom had not found what he wanted at this time.

But as soon as I turned around, Ivan stopped and from a distance he saw a familiar figure stepping on the aisle of the secret room.

It was a boy about sixteen years old, handsome, with a bad smile on his lips.

What made Ivan most uneasy was that compared to the last meeting, Tom Riddle had an ancient and quaint thing on his forehead, similar to a crown, with gorgeous sapphires on it shining brightly in the dark secret room...

That was the crown of the second Horcrux!

(ps: Why did Tom get this Horcrux? I'll explain it later...)
Chapter completed!