GBP Chapter 187 The 1nd Fight
Chapter 187 The 1nd Fight
This girl, who was still in the fourth grade at school, stood calmly in front of Voldemort, who still frightened the wizarding world more than ten years later. There was not a trace of fear in her eyes.
"What a surprise -" Voldemort turned his attention to her, "I thought Barty the Younger had defeated you, it seems you are better than I thought."
Gloria smiled calmly, "I can surprise you with more than just excellence."
Voldemort turned to her and said, "I heard from my servants that you are of Slytherin blood. How strange - when I figured out my own background, I traveled around the world after graduation and did not find a second Slytherin blood, or a wizard with the ability of Parseltongue."
What was his motivation at that time? Was he looking for his kind? Or was he the only Slytherin in the wizarding world?
Gloria did not answer him, but looked at him carefully. Unlike the sixteen-year-old remnant soul of Riddle she saw in the Chamber of Secrets in her second year, the one in front of her was a complete Voldemort, with no trace of his past.
He has been using black magic to kill people brutally for many years, and has also used extremely sinister black magic to reshape his body. The influence of darkness has made him closer to the image he desires in his heart, and he has become what he is now.
"Seeing you, I'm curious, do you rule by your terrifying appearance?"
Several Death Eaters present were silent. It was unknown how a fourteen-year-old girl had come here on her own initiative and said disrespectful words that were enough to deserve death a hundred times.
"Of course not." Surprisingly, Voldemort was not angry. "You are too young and have not seen my power."
Harry stared at him closely, wary of him attacking Gloria at any time.
Voldemort took two steps toward Gloria, and Harry had raised his wand at him, but no one paid any attention to him.
A familiar hissing voice sounded: "Now - tell me, child, are you of Slytherin blood?"
Apart from Voldemort, only Gloria and Harry understood what he was saying.
The rustling sound of some creature rubbing against the grass approached. Gloria, who was being watched by everyone, slowly turned her head and said to the big snake behind her in snake language: "Back off."
The moonlight quietly emerged from the dark clouds and shone on her face. The big snake met those silver eyes and immediately retreated quickly like lightning and came to Voldemort's side.
“You are real.” Voldemort’s face showed no joy or anger. His scarlet eyes almost wanted to see through the girl in front of him. “But how could it be? The Slytherin bloodline only has the Gaunt branch left a long time ago. I am the only remaining descendant of Salazar Slytherin.”
He now restrained all his rage and cruelty, and spoke to Gloria calmly.
"I must correct that." Gloria looked him up and down, "You are not a descendant of Salazar Slytherin. The one who married into the Gaunt family was Salazar's sister, so of course she also belongs to the Slytherin bloodline."
After she finished speaking, she chuckled, "Salazar recorded it very clearly. He didn't like that Gaunt. His status was indeed worthy of the Slytherin family at the time, but the person he chose was terrible."
It was because of the divisions in that generation that the descendants of the family who later went into seclusion no longer had brothers and sisters.
"You mean you are the descendant of Salazar Slytherin."
Gloria said: "Not much difference, they are both Slytherin blood."
Salazar was more powerful, so the Gaunt family preferred to call themselves descendants of Salazar.
Voldemort seemed to have no intention of continuing to dig into the family history. "As you said, we are all of Slytherin blood. You have an opportunity, a privilege that others cannot imagine - to become my equal friend."
Gloria raised the corners of her lips in a smile that was somewhat ambiguous.
"I heard that your father is Regulus Black." Voldemort's scarlet eyes were like dancing flames. "He was a Death Eater loyal to me during his lifetime, including his parents, uncle, cousin, and all his relatives except his brother."
The smile on Gloria's face had faded, and she looked coldly at the person in front of her.
Harry could see that she was angry.
Voldemort continued: “We were to…”
"Shut up--!"
Gloria's sudden roar echoed throughout the cemetery, her silver eyes bursting with intense anger, "Don't say my father's name with your filthy mouth."
If the destruction of Horcruxes had not been done in secret and it would have been extremely difficult to find them once they were exposed, she would have exposed her father's letter long ago, but now was not the time.
The cemetery fell into deathly silence, and the Death Eaters present were so frightened that they dared not breathe.
It was the first time Harry saw Gloria so angry. Even when they were in second grade and had said bad things about Salazar, she had never been so angry. There was such strong hatred in her eyes.
At this moment he understood that Gloria was also at war with Voldemort.
Voldemort ran his slender fingers over his wand. "It seems that you have sided with Dumbledore, which is a complete insult to the Slytherin bloodline."
Gloria said in a cold tone, "Don't define me so easily. It is your existence that is the greatest insult to the Slytherin bloodline, Tom Riddle."
In the tense atmosphere, everyone knew that they would take action at any time.
As soon as Voldemort moved his wrist, Gloria had already cast a spell. The green light collided with the black light that blended with the night, and the people around them took several steps back in fear.
Harry held onto the statue of the Grim Reaper and watched as the light from both sides struck out like lightning, twisting and meeting in the air. The dying light remained on his retina, but was quickly covered by the afterimage of new light.
Gloria looked fierce, sharp, cold and focused when she was fighting seriously with her wand, which was very different from her usual calm and composed appearance.
Is this the real her?
Gloria felt the vibration of the wand. Both she and the wand were full of fighting spirit for this duel.
Soon black smoke emerged from the tip of Voldemort's wand, forming several huge flying birds with red eyes. The birds hunted Gloria, and she shook her wand, and a large orange-red net spread out, instantly trapping several birds. As she waved her wand, the net tightened and crushed them.
Gloria counterattacked quickly, and the ground under Voldemort's feet rose suddenly. Cold spikes emerged from all around, rising and closing, almost piercing him without any dead angle. Voldemort spread his arms, and the spiked ground was shattered.
The fierce confrontation may have lasted for several minutes, or it may have been only a dozen seconds, and Gloria's magic power storage was rapidly declining.
Silver eyes met those scarlet eyes.
For the first time in the silent duel, Voldemort shouted a spell: "Avada kedavra!"
Gloria also yelled out her magic spell: "Malison Talea (Cursed Cut)!"
The green light collides with the dark red light like solidified blood!
Gloria tried her best to squeeze out the magic power in her body. The two lights pulled at each other, illuminating everything around them.
The air currents surged between the duels, perhaps because it was a duel between two Slytherin descendants, and the Death Eaters even forgot to help.
Harry noticed Gloria's slightly trembling hands, and he wanted to find an opportunity to take Gloria away with him using the championship cup.
With Gloria's final burst of magic power, two beams of light exploded like fireworks.
At this moment, her face was so pale that it was particularly obvious in the night.
Voldemort took a long breath calmly, "It seems that I am still the last blood of Slytherin."
This girl's strength surpasses that of my fourteen-year-old self. We cannot allow such a person to stand on Dumbledore's side.
The next second, as Voldemort shouted the Killing Curse, Harry shouted Expelliarmus behind Gloria.
The red light almost brushed her hair as it met the green light. Suddenly, a thin golden beam of light connected the two wands, and Gloria saw the wand in Voldemort's hand trembling.