Chapter 112: Diary

"Impossible! I am the heir of Slytherin!"

Tom's tone became extremely mad.

As a half-blood, Tom despised his Muggle father and admired Salazar Slytherin.

Being the heir of Salazar was something he was very proud of.

Now, Arthur's words made it clear that he, Arthur, was the rightful heir and Tom was just a fake.

It was like a fatal blow to him.

"Click!"

"Click!"

Arthur lifted the camera and took a picture of Tom's angry expression. He was very happy with the result.

He wondered if showing this picture to Tom when he was really resurrected would make him so angry that he would kill himself.

"By the way, the Slytherin inheritance is not just the basilisk but also all the knowledge that Slytherin left behind. You just haven't found it yet. But you don't need to search for it anymore. I have already taken those things away."

Arthur put down the camera because Tom was always continuously hurt by what Arthur said.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Tom finally couldn't contain the killing intent any longer. The green light of the Killing Curse shot directly towards Arthur's face.

Arthur didn't move, as if he was completely shocked.

Just as Tom showed a beaming smile, the curse went through Arthur's head and hit the wall behind him, freezing his facial expression.

'What just happened?'

Arthur felt like he was in a different dimension entirely.

The Killing Curse had absolutely no effect on him.

"Sigh~"

Arthur sighed with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"Tom, whether it's you now or you in the future, you always have this hobby of enjoying gossip... so easily, and you always like to cast the Killing Curse."

Arthur's words were serious.

When it came down to it, Arthur had already fought Voldemort three times, and each time it was the same old Avada Kedavra greetings.

There wasn't much art to his fights.

"What do you mean by that?" Tom frowned.

"Astoria doesn't know, after all, she just started school this year."

"Actually, I also met your soul last year, but he got away from me."

Arthur seemed to be casually chatting with Tom, but he was slowly getting closer to him.

But Tom was now paying attention to what Arthur was saying, so he didn't notice Arthur's small actions.

Arthur pretends to try to remember the past by slowly telling over the events.

"At that time, he possessed our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor from last year, trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone and resurrect himself."

"But he was stopped by me and Harry at the last moment. He immediately used the Killing Curse in the battle, and I used..."

"Accio the Diary"

"Protego!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

Arthur and Tom both spoke at the same time.

Tom noticed Arthur's small movements, but it was too late to stop him. He could only try to attack Arthur's physical body with the Killing Curse directly.

However, his attack had no effect on Arthur at all. The Shield Charm was cast by Arthur to protect the unconscious Astoria.

After all, Arthur was also afraid that Tom would lose control and attack Astoria directly.

As for himself, before entering, he silently activated Avalon, creating an absolute defense.

In his hand, he held a diary and waved his wand, casting the Shield Charm on Astoria to make her Shield float beside him.

Finally, Arthur let out a sigh of relief.

Tom had been too close to Astoria before, making it hard for him to fight back properly.

Arthur started talking about strange things to try to get Tom's attention away from him.

Tom noticed the diary in Arthur's hand, and his face darkened for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.

Arthur clearly knew that the diary was Tom's horcrux, but so what?

Horcrux were the most evil objects created by dark wizards to maintain their lives.

They possessed extraordinary indestructible once an object was turned into a Horcrux.

Tom didn't think that Arthur, who was only in his second year as a wizard, could destroy a Horcrux.

"Although I don't know how you found out that this is my horcrux, do you think you've succeeded just by getting your hands on it?"

Tom sneered, his tone filled with disdain. Tom's opinion was not entirely wrong.

Arthur gripped the diary, his expression somewhat strange.

It wasn't because of Voldemort's words but because the system notified a moment ago:

"Detected pure soul essence, exchangeable for 5000 gold coins. Would you like to exchange?"

It wasn't easy. The damn system had finally added another feature. Arthur couldn't help but feel moved to tears.

Since acquiring the system, apart from the gold coins earned from daily tasks, he had no other way to get them.

Now, he discovered that the souls in the Horcrux could be traded for gold coins, which was an interesting discovery.

And in an instant, a bold idea popped into Arthur's mind.

Was it possible for him to hold Voldemort prisoner and force him to keep making Horcrux so he could get gold coins quickly?

With this thought, Arthur stared at Tom. It was the look of... seeing a fat sheep.

Tom shuddered as if a horrible existence were staring at him.

Looking up, he saw Arthur's strange eyes and instantly felt embarrassed.

He immediately cast several spells.

Arthur waved his wand and sent the spells in different directions, breaking a few stone pillars in the process.

Stretching out his palm, a silver flame suddenly appeared in Arthur's hand.

With a thought, the Fiendfyre transformed into a sword.

Under Voldemort's terrified gaze, Arthur first raised the sword in his hand toward Voldemort, giving him an innocent smile.

Then, with force, he thrust the tip of the sword into the diary. The diary instantly burst into flames, radiating black smoke continuously.

"No! How do you know the Fiendfyre Curse."

Voldemort couldn't believe it.

A young wizard in his second year had mastered the Fiendfyre curse, which Voldemort had only become skilled in during his fourth year.

Who was the real Dark Lord between the two of them?

As the diary burned, Voldemort didn't even utter a harsh word. His figure slowly became a soul and then dissipated.

Arthur retrieved the Fiendfyre and left behind the broken and burned diary.

He put it in his pocket because he wasn't sure if he should tell Dumbledore about the Horcrux or not.

"System, collect the soul essence."

Arthur silently summoned in his mind.

The lingering soul of Voldemort, not yet fully vanished, was reclaimed by the system, converting into 5000 gold coins.

At that moment, Astoria, who was lying nearby, furrowed her brow and slowly opened her eyes...

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