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Chapter 254: What Kind of Wand Is That?
Chapter 254: What Kind of Wand Is That?
Under the massive impact of the water, Tom Riddle's body was nearly shattered, looking extremely ethereal.
He barely managed to crawl up from the ground, his clothes drenched.
The Ravenclaw's Diadem on his head was knocked off by the water and fell to the side, and his Wand had also disappeared, making him look extremely miserable.
"What kind of Wand is that!" Tom Riddle's eyes were fixed on the Elder Wand in Ivan's hand, his face showing fear and unwillingness.
Tom's right hand moved slightly, as if he wanted to do something.
But Ivan's magic was faster!
"Sectumsempra!"
An invisible blade of Magic Power instantly severed Tom Riddle's right arm.
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"I thought you could really recover endlessly in this state, but it seems you're just as vulnerable."
Ivan stepped closer to Tom Riddle, noting that his right arm was not regenerating, and couldn't help but mock him.
"You think you've won, Hals? If you kill me, those four girls will have to die with me!" Tom Riddle clutched his wound, his face filled with hatred.
Ivan ignored Tom Riddle's words and cast another Spell, hitting Tom's body.
A loud explosion echoed in the silent Chamber of Secrets, and Tom Riddle tumbled and crashed into the wall in the corner.
Ivan didn't believe Tom's lies.
In the original timeline, Ginny recovered after the Horcrux was destroyed. Keeping Tom alive would mean the girls in the hospital would never wake up.
Tom Riddle struggled to prop himself up but couldn't stand again. Looking at the approaching Ivan, he gritted his teeth and said, word by word,
"Don't forget, Hals, you and I have both completed the Bloodline Fusion ritual. In other words, we are both heirs of Salazar Slytherin! Dumbledore will never tolerate you!"
"Dumbledore is only helping you now to use your hands to get rid of me. With our current strength, we can cooperate and kill him together!
Then you will be the strongest person in the entire Wizarding World! No one will be your match! Everyone will have to bow to you, even I will!"
Tom Riddle looked very sincere.
"Is that so?" Ivan said indifferently, his old Wand waving lightly, and Tom Riddle's left leg exploded.
Ivan's gaze was cold, and he ignored the other's words, casting one Spell after another, each amplified by the old Wand, striking Tom Riddle.
After five or six Spells, Tom Riddle could no longer maintain his human form, and the black mist burst apart, leaving a black Diary falling to the ground.
"It's time to end this." Ivan took a crescent-shaped small package from his pocket, which had been extended by the Undetectable Extension Charm. Inside was a Basilisk Fang.
The black Diary trembled violently, but Tom Riddle's strength was completely drained, and he couldn't even produce black mist.
Ivan held the Basilisk Fang and stabbed it into the center of the Diary without hesitation.
Ink flowed continuously from the tear, and a shrill scream echoed incessantly in the air. Ivan watched all of this silently; he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
After a full minute, everything fell silent.
When Ivan touched it again, the magic item section of the System showed no further prompts. Clearly, the object had turned into an ordinary Diary!
Without a moment to rest, Ivan walked over to the fallen Ravenclaw's Diadem and destroyed it with the basilisk fang as well.
Unlike the Diary, the Ravenclaw's Diadem had not absorbed any life force, and its resistance was even weaker. It was insignificant in the presence of Ivan, who held the basilisk fang.
Watching both Horcruxes destroyed in his hands, Ivan fell to his knees on the wet ground, exhausted.
Surveying the scene around him, which looked like it had been ravaged by a storm, Ivan gave a bitter smile.
He had never imagined things would come to this.
He had originally thought that even after Tom Riddle's resurrection, his power would have limits. However, he never expected that Riddle would find the diadem in the Room of Requirement and merge it with another Horcrux, resulting in an exceptionally powerful combination.
Even with the two Horcruxes vying for control and suppressing each other, and Tom not fully resurrected, Ivan doubted he would have been able to wait for Fawkes's help otherwise.
Thinking about this, Ivan glanced at the Deathly Hallows in his hand.
Although he had long known that this Elder Wand, made of elder wood and containing a Thestral Tail Feather, was incredibly powerful, capable of enhancing the combat abilities of wizards like Dumbledore and Voldemort, he only truly understood its strength after experiencing it firsthand.
With the Elder Wand, every Spell he cast was as if it had been enhanced by an Enhancement Rune.
Combined with the significant reduction in Magic Power consumption, Ivan felt more powerful than ever before!
He was certain that very few in the entire Wizarding World could defeat him now!
If not for his remaining rationality, Ivan might have been tempted to keep the Elder Wand for himself.
Ivan examined the Elder Wand from all angles but found no inscription of any runes. The entire Wand was seamless, and he couldn't help but marvel aloud.
"I wonder how this thing was made? The alchemical skills of the Peverell Brothers must have been extraordinary to create these Deathly Hallows. It can't really be made by Death, can it?"
As Ivan was studying the Elder Wand, another voice broke the silence in the Chamber of Secrets.
"Who am I? Where am I? What happened here? Is there a flood?" Lockhart, finally managing to get up from the ground, looked bewildered.
Due to Ivan draining the water from the two pools to deal with Tom Riddle, Lockhart had also been affected and nearly drowned, causing him to wake up prematurely.
"Who are you? Do you know me?" Lockhart looked around and fixed his gaze on Ivan, asking.
"Shut up!" Ivan pointed his Wand at him.
Lockhart shuddered. Although he remembered nothing, being pointed at by a Wand still triggered some psychological trauma.
Seeing that Lockhart had become more docile, Ivan began testing the effects of the Obliviate Spell, questioning how much he remembered.
In the end, he found that Lockhart had forgotten everything, even his own name and where he lived, but he stubbornly believed he had once been a great wizard.
(End of Chapter)
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