Chapter 178 Any Spell Can Kill

quiet……

It seems that the whole world has become extremely quiet, even the tiny chirping of small bugs that are unique to the night has disappeared.

There is only the sound of running water.

Soon, the sound of twisting and friction of the copper faucet was heard.

"Crunch ~ crunch ~"

The sound of water outside completely disappeared.

Anton pursed his lips and continued to rinse his hair, cleaning up all the foam.

The person outside didn't seem to be in a hurry, imitating Anton and humming, "I love taking a bath... the skin is good... yaoyaoyaoyao..."

"..."

Anton began to try the bottle of shower gel, and slowly, as if nothing had happened, he took a leisurely bath.

After spitting out the water in his mouth, Anton sneered, tore off the towel from the wall, and walked out.

Beside the cylindrical sinks in the middle of the bathroom, Draco was kneeling on the ground with his head down, unable to distinguish between life and death.

A translucent body stood leisurely not far away, looking at Anton with a smile.

He raised his hand and shook the three wands in his hand, "Hi, my name is Tom Riddle, or..."

Tom looked at Anton with a smile, "Should you call me a professor?"

"Time has passed too long, and because I cut off a part of my complete soul in the future, all Horcruxes can't fit me." He shrugged helplessly, "I thought I was abandoned by everyone. .”

"Yes, I believe I will make more Horcruxes in the future."

"Snapped!"

Tom casually snapped a wand.

"What's interesting is that Lucius was carrying my diary with him and was planning to sell it. When you shook hands, I noticed another Horcrux."

"A magical Horcrux that lives on the soul."

"He took the initiative to contact me." Tom spread his hands, "I have to call him!"

"Because only I am complete, they have all embarked on a further magical path." Chatting, Tom broke another wand.

"Of course, I'm Tom Riddle, and I'm Voldemort, there's no conflict."

Anton glanced at him silently, pursed his lips, simply tore off the bath towel to wipe his hair, took out clothes from the bag on the wall, and put them on.

If he died tonight, he also hoped that he died decently, and he couldn't let others find out that he was naked.

There are only clothes left in the bag.

Except for the wand which was held by Tom, notepads, snuffboxes, glass bottles containing Mandrake herb liquid, etc., were all thrown on the ground at random.

Tom was still messing around, playfully, like a cat scratching a mouse, waving the last remaining wand, walking up and down. "Finally a Horcrux contacted me, which made me very excited."

"It was at this time that I discovered how wonderful the experience of decades after making a Horcrux is..."

"Well, it's actually not that good, Dumbledore, Harry Potter..." He pouted and raised his eyelids to look at Anton, "And you, Anthony Weasley."

"Interesting, it's really interesting, the little ones in the first grade know how to make Horcruxes, it's amazing."

"Thank you for letting me know everything through the horcrux in your head. It turns out that the other horcruxes I made couldn't communicate."

"Oh~"

"I think I warned you, you're playing with fire!"

Anton shook his head lightly, "I have reasons to do this."

"I know!" Tom laughed. "You poor soul! It's so pitiful. Others can enter the world of the dead and become ghosts after they die, but you can only lose your soul."

"Your soul……"

Tom licked his lips, "I was going to absorb the lives of Goyle and Malfoy, but I found a better way to revive them."

The wand waved straight, pointed at Anton, "You!"

Anton just looked at him coldly, "Have you finished?"

Tom shrugged, "I'm the most talkative version of a teacher you can meet, don't you plan to chat a little more?"

"Hehe, goodbye!"

In just an instant, Anton disappeared.

The color-changing wind bird, from the original bionic spell, has now solidified into another body form.

"Hahahahaha..." Tom just laughed wildly, leaning forward and backward with laughter.

"It's really powerful. I thought you wouldn't be able to use this trick if you took away your wand. I didn't expect that you could cast spells without a wand."

"Not bad, really good, as expected of the only student I fancy."

He walked around the bathroom leisurely, with graceful steps, neither slow nor fast.

"I can't find you, I know that."

"but……"

Tom gracefully stretched out his arm and put his wand against Draco's head, "Anthony Weasley, accused of brutally murdering his roommates Draco Malfoy, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, expelled from school, wanted by the Ministry of Magic, and on the run."

"What's the result?" He laughed.

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it."

"As I said, you only have two choices, to be my resurrection tool, or to become my subordinate. I am waiting for you in Albania who are desperate, and become my most loyal subordinate, Anthony..."

In a flash, Anton appeared behind Draco, staring coldly at Tom who was close at hand, "I choose the third option, I'll kill you!"

Tom just smiled slightly, "Really?"

A huge basilisk appeared behind Tom, its bulky body almost bigger than a dirt-moving truck.

With his eyes closed, he just stared at Anton from a distance, swallowing his letter.

"!!!"

Anton's expression froze, he put his hands behind his back, and quietly opened the cap of the glass bottle of Mandrake juice.

"You can't blame me, Tom!"

"Dumbledore knows you will show up again, as long as he trusts me, he will definitely be able to..." Anton's eyes widened suddenly in the middle of speaking, and a cloud of sunlight suddenly appeared from Tom's wand.

Warm, soft, delightful...

"Sunshine Bread Curse!" Anton couldn't believe it.

Tom smiled slightly, "Guessed right! But there is no reward. You engraved this on the soul of the horcrux. Haha, I didn't expect it, you think I can't release this spell, but actually..."

"I'm the backup of the earliest one who hasn't cut the soul yet."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Tom looked at the sunlight on his wand, "You created a magic spell that brutally killed three classmates. Do you think this makes sense?"

"..." Anton stared at him, feeling that this guy was more difficult than the wandering soul version of Lao Fu!

This guy is completely human!

"This thing can't kill people!" That's all he could say.

He had some guesses at first, this move might be able to create something like a 'palm sun', 'nuclear explosion light ball', etc., but that was just a fantasy, and the only use now is to make bread.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Tom looked at Anton and shook his head, "It's really a rigid thinking. Any spell can kill people, and of course the spell for making bread can."

He waved his wand lightly, "Just use this child as a material for making bread."

"Anthony..."

"My good student..."

Tom said with a smile, "What kind of flavor do you like for your roommate?"

As he spoke, the basilisk's head drooped down to Tom's level, and its closed eyelids were facing Anton.

All you need to do is open your eyes and meet your gaze, absolutely lethal.