Even Dumbledore Can't Save You

Riddle was furious, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Kyle.

Even when he was called a monster in the orphanage, he had never hated anyone so much.

But now this person has appeared.

He was Heir of Slytherin, Riddle was absolutely certain.

That Kyle... how dare he say he's an imposter!

Riddle recklessly unleashed his spell...

Avada Kedavra!

A green light flashed past at lightning speed, but Kyle was prepared and had taken cover behind a pillar beforehand.

"Sectumsempra!"

This is something Kyle learned from the book "Advanced Potion-Making," which Snape had memorized completely when he was young; it wasn't too difficult to learn.

Riddle didn't flinch; a mocking smile even appeared on his lips.

The Sectumsempra swept across his body as if hitting thin air, without pausing at all, leaving only a thin black line.

And the black line disappeared very quickly.

"It's useless." Riddle laughed loudly. "Your spell can't harm me at all... Avada Kedavra!"

Another green light appeared.

Kyle quickly retreated behind the pillar.

"Do you think you can escape?" Riddle walked closer, step by step. "You must die. Even Dumbledore can't save you!"

Even the Sectumsempra was useless...

Kyle was somewhat exasperated. So, if you can't beat them, you resort to cheating? That's just too unfair.

He thought of the diary at the foot of the statue.

Unfortunately, the distance is a bit far, and it would take at least five or six seconds to run over, but now he's Killing Curse as soon as he shows his face, making it impossible for him to get past.

However, at that moment, the Basilisk slowly crawled out of the Slytherin Statue's mouth.

Kyle had intended for it to bite the diary, but after thinking about it carefully, he gave up... Given the Basilisk's intelligence, it probably wouldn't understand what a diary was.

"Kill that imposter!"

"Kill him!"

They both shouted at the same time.

Riddle had been clinging to a sliver of hope, thinking that since he had controlled the Basilisk a few times, he might be able to play the emotional card since they were familiar with each other.

He only truly despaired when the Basilisk turned its head away without hesitation.

"Bang!"

Riddle really exploded this time, turning into a cloud of black mist, and his wand fell to the ground.

However, the black mist quickly coalesced again.

Although the Basilisk's gaze can directly affect the soul, Riddle is still Horcrux, and as long as the diary is intact, he won't die.

"Fool! I am your master, the true Heir of Slytherin!" Riddle roared. "I have been the one giving you orders all along! It was me!"

But the Basilisk didn't care about any of that. Seeing that the little bean in front of it was still alive and kicking, it bit down on its head.

The next second, Riddle exploded again.

"Bang,"

"Bang!"

"Bang..."

For the next while, the Chamber of Secrets was incredibly lively, like a firecracker going off.

Riddle, relying on his immortality, made no attempt to escape and continued speaking Parseltongue, trying to regain control of the Basilisk.

Until he inadvertently saw Kyle pick up the diary at the foot of the statue...

Riddle's pupils contracted sharply, and at the same time, a terrible guess popped into his mind.

"He knows he's Horcrux!"

Once the idea was born, it couldn't be stopped.

Riddle panicked, especially after seeing the smile on Kyle's face.

He stopped focusing on the Basilisk and quickly picked up the wand from the ground, aiming it at Kyle.

Avada Kedavra!

"Crucio!"

"Confringo!"

In the rush, these spells were naturally unreliable, and Kyle easily dodged them.

Riddle's curses ultimately struck the Slytherin Statue behind them, blasting a large hole in it.

Numerous small animal bones and fragments of snake skin fell out of the hole.

"Tsk... Look what you've done."

Kyle quipped, "You don't even respect Mr. Slytherin's statue, how dare you call yourself his successor..."

Riddle ignored Kyle's taunts; all he wanted now was to kill Kyle and retrieve the diary.

Fortunately, Horcrux are difficult to destroy, so even if they fall into Kyle's hands, it doesn't matter; he still has time.

"Avada..."

Just as Riddle was about to cast the spell again, a pair of bright yellow eyes suddenly appeared before him.

"Bang! Clatter..."

Riddle exploded again.

"The wand Accio!"

Ron's wand bounced twice on the ground before flying straight into Kyle's hand.

Suddenly, a series of chaotic footsteps and voices came from outside the Chamber of Secrets.

"Here, Harry Potter ...come...open..."

The voice was very soft and intermittent, but it must have been Professor McGonagall.

Kyle also heard Harry's name.

The professors probably guessed that the entrance required Parseltongue to open, so they called Harry, who also Parseltongue.

In any case, it's about time.

Watching the constantly twisting black mist, Kyle shook his head, summoned the Basilisk, and prepared to have it bite the diary, ending the incident completely before the professor entered.

He violated quite a few school rules this time, hopefully he'll only lose a few hundred points... but the Basilisk is probably doomed.

However, Kyle didn't notice that just as he was about to place the diary on the Basilisk's fangs, something golden fell out of the hole in the statue behind him.

The thing was round, and looked like a golden pocket watch, but unlike the others, it had five hands.

"Despair..."

The pocket watch fell to the ground, causing all five hands to move simultaneously.

In an instant, the Basilisk, which had just opened its mouth, began to fly rapidly backward. Ron's wand returned to Riddle's hand, and the bones and rubble on the ground retreated back into the statue. Three spells flew from behind towards Riddle's wand and disappeared into its tip...

Time is turning back.

Except for Kyle, everything around them was rushing backward.

All of this happened too fast.

When Kyle came to his senses, he found that the Basilisk was gone, Riddle was gone, and Professor McGonagall's voice was no longer heard outside...

He was the only one left in the huge, Chamber of Secrets, along with the diary he was holding.

"What's going on... what happened?"

Kyle stared blankly at the empty Chamber of Secrets, feeling as if he were dreaming.

Could it be that Riddle has a Time-Turner?

But that doesn't make sense. If time were to reverse, why wasn't I affected...?

Could he really be dreaming?

Just like a few days ago, everything I see is fake; is he actually still sleeping in the Hospital Wing?

Kyle touched his thigh and pinched it hard.

It hurts!

This seems to suggest that he wasn't having a bizarre dream.