Once Harry managed to persuade Ridd

Once Harry managed to persuade Riddle to stop draining Ginny for the duration of their conversation, the two wizards gave their truth vows and the questions began. Recalling the question Riddle asked before, he decided to follow the other 'person's' example and answer it, so that it would be out of the way:

"You asked how I managed to defeat Lord Voldemort…" – he began speaking and the black and white Slytherin's attention was on him at once – "… I have no idea. Dumbledore seems to think it's because my mother sacrificed herself for me… but I'm pretty sure that was not the only case of Him killing some kid's parents. While mother's sacrifice seems to be a part of the reason, my friends and I think there was some sort of blood magic or ritual thing involved. Because I was an infant at the time, barely a year and a half old, how the hell the people thought I was the reason for Lord Voldemort's disappearance is truly beyond me… Now my question is what are you? You're clearly not a regular Slytherin and since you're practically black and white, don't bother with the 'I'm a human' part…"

He could see Riddle getting annoyed, like he actually expected to get a clear answer and smirked, just because people expected him to know how Voldemort was vanquished did not mean he actually had any idea, and that, the boy realized would have to be changed at some point.

Tom Riddle for his part was certainly annoyed. He was already regretting not summoning the basilisk as soon as he saw the young Gryffindor come in, but since unlike himself the boy somehow managed to come in without having to bash his way through the protective wards, Riddle was a bit wary. He did not want to lose control of Salazar's familiar and if the boy was also somehow related to the man that was a possibility he did not want to take unless absolutely necessary. With a long sigh he began answering the brat's question:

"As you've correctly noticed, I'm not exactly your regular person, indeed I am in fact more a memory, than an actual person at this moment. I'm a Horcrux, a piece of the soul of the original Tom Riddle. I was dormant inside the diary, until the girl began writing in me, pouring her soul and magic into me, thus making me stronger. So it was only a matter of time before I managed to possess her. My turn, why do you wish to save the girl?"

Harry snorted, of all the things to ask, that was probably the one he did not expect:

"I am very good friends with her brothers and I do not wish for them to know the grief of a sibling dying, not if I can help it. My question: why are you so interested in Voldemort?" Harry didn't really understand what a Horcrux was, aside from the obvious, but he knew there was a reason for Riddle to want to know how he 'vanquished' the Dark Lord and he wanted to know what that reason was.

Riddle rolled his eyes, the boy certainly knew how to ask questions and once more he answered thanks to the vow he took:

"Voldemort is my past, my present and my future. There is no one I'm more interested in."

Harry frowned, that was rather vague. However now he had at least an idea of what was happening to Ginny and a rather solid theory about what he could try to save the girl. He slowly inched towards the girl's still form and the diary she held against her chest. Unfortunately for Harry, though, he was not as stealthy as he wanted to be very soon he found himself being chased around by the enormous snake that was the basilisk. He did not really want to fight it, but thus he climbed up the statue of Slytherin and watched in awed horror, as the serpent rose as well. The two of them were distracted by the arrival of Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix, who brought Harry the Sorting Hat, which would have been funny, if not for the fact that a hat was without a doubt not something he could use against a basilisk. Since he now had at least a bit of a distance, though it was shortening by the minute, between himself and the snake, Harry decided to try and talk with it, since he was after all an acknowledged Heir of Slytherin:

$Sstop!$ - he said loudly in Parseltongue, actually making the snake slow down a bit – $Pleasse don't hurt me!$

$You… you sspeak?$ - the snake was quite confused - $I was not aware there wass another sspeaker… You ssmell of masster…$ - the basilisk finally was calm or confused enough to catch his scent, which only made it even more confused.

Riddle was trying to get the creature under control, but without a wand and so close to another speaker, the beast was not cooperating, which sent the Horcrux into a helpless rage.

$Do you have to obey him?$ - asked Harry, knowing the snake would most likely understand who he meant.

$I had to… before…$ - hissed the serpent king, as it considered the child in front of him - $... I have to be bound to a descendant of Ssalazar, if I wish to remain alive and healthy… thuss he wass my only choice until you came, young sspeaker…$

Harry gaped at the serpent, it sounded like it wanted to bond with him. He had no idea how he would be able to take care of it, but he knew without a shadow of a doubt that it was a much better option than trying to fight his ancestor's familiar.

$Well, I am actually the heir of the Sslytherin family… or at leasst the ssignet ring accepted me as ssuch…$ - he said carefully.

$Than I sshall choose you, young heir.$ – said the serpent, before glancing at the angry Horcrux - $What should we do about the sspectre of the other one?$

$Sspectre?$ - hissed Harry in confusion - $What doess that mean? I thought he called himself a Horcruxss$

$Iss that sso?$ - asked the serpent kind in disgust - $He iss even farther gone than I expected… that iss the derkesst magic Ssalazar sspoke of… but even sstill he iss but a sspirit… or rather part of it, a horcruxss iss the object the ssoul iss bound to.$

Harry frowned and then it dawned on him – whatever a Horcrux was, it was an object that somehow made Riddle's spirit to manifest itself… most likely by feeding on Ginny's magic… thus it had to be the diary, since it was the only object present that didn't fit in.

$Okay… I think I know what the Horcruxss iss… we need to get to that diary and don't hurt the girl…$ - hissed Harry, a decision forming in his mind.

$As you wish, young masster. Get onto my head, we're going down.$

Harry eyed the serpent warily, but did as he was told and jumped onto its' head. The trip down was indeed was very swift, actually it reminded him a bit of the cart ride at Gringotts and he was sure he would have enjoyed the speed, if not for the situation they were in. Once the snake passed between the very angry spirit of Tom Riddle and the pale form of Ginny, Harry quickly levitated the diary to himself. The boy looked at the book. This was the Horcrux obviously, he could feel some sort of energy around the book, though for some reason it felt rather familiar to him. Shrugging off the strange feeling, Harry slid off the enormous snake and asked her to bite the diary. Of course this more of a hunch than anything else, but since the diary was the thing that actually contained Riddle's spirit and Harry saw how his spell went through the black and white body earlier, he figured his best shot would be to destroy the diary itself. Even a twelve year old like him knew that basilisk venom was highly poisonous, so he figured it should do the deed. And indeed, as soon as the sharp fangs pierced the small black book, both the snake and the boy faced Riddle, who let out an inhuman shriek, as he began glowing from the inside, until finally he blew up in a shower of golden dust.

Harry sagged as tension left him and the only thing that kept him standing was the huge basilisk he was leaning on.

$Merlin, we did it…$ - he muttered dazedly.

$That we did, young masster…$ - hissed the snake in amusement - $Now then, while there is a phoenix around, will you bond with me?$

$There iss actually some sort of thing we need to do?$ - he asked curiously, trying his best not to yawn.

$Yess, masster, though it iss not difficult… just painful…$ - the voice of the snake was definitely apologizing - $However there are many advantagess to thiss or I wouldn't ask this of you…$

It was almost like the snake was reluctant to inflict pain on him, that idea caused Harry to blink in amazement, it was certainly a nice feeling and not one he was accustomed to.

He knew then that whatever it was he had to do to bond with the basilisk, he would do it.

$Okay then, tell me about this.$ - he hissed confidently, but with a hint of nervousness - $And while I understand this is a bit late for this question… I have to ask… What's your name?$

He felt embarrassed that he forgot to ask the serpent about its' name, not to mention he didn't even know if it was male or female. The snake on the other hand seemed rather amused, which Harry hoped was a good sign.

$I am Ssavanna, young one. It is undersstandable that you forgot your mannerss in the middle of a battle, sso I shall forgive you thiss once.$ - the snake tried for the haughty expression, but since it was a snake and Harry was friends with Draco, it didn't really affect him much… other than make him want to laugh that is, but he was quite sure the enormous serpent beside him would not appreciate that. Thus he focused on what the snake was saying.

$It iss quite ssimple really.$ - hissed the basilisk now known as Savanna - $All that need to be done is me biting you, you cassting the 'Astrictus una'[1] sspell, which will bind uss together, and then the phoenix healing you sso that you'll be both immune to poissonss that have anything in common with ssnake venom and your tearss will have the ssame propertiess as those of a phoenix. It will also establish a link between us, so that we'll be able to communicate mentally no matter where we are.$

Harry stared at the serpent. He was a bit apprehensive about the basilisk biting him, but was quite sure Fawkes w

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Một khi Harry quản lý để thuyết phục các câu đố để ngăn chặn thoát Ginny trong thời gian của cuộc đàm thoại, các trình thuật hai đã cung cấp của họ thề thật và các câu hỏi bắt đầu. Nhắc lại câu hỏi câu đố hỏi trước đó, ông quyết định làm theo ví dụ 'người khác của' và trả lời nó, do đó nó sẽ có trên đường đi:"Bạn hỏi làm thế nào tôi quản lý để đánh bại Chúa tể Voldemort..."-ông bắt đầu nói và sự chú ý của Slytherin màu đen và trắng đã về anh ta cùng một lúc-"... Tôi không có ý tưởng. Giáo sư Dumbledore dường như nghĩ rằng đó là bởi vì mẹ đã hy sinh bản thân cho tôi... nhưng tôi khá chắc chắn mà không phải là trường hợp duy nhất của anh ta giết chết cha mẹ một số trẻ em. Trong khi sự hy sinh của mẹ dường như là một phần của lý do, bạn bè của tôi và tôi nghĩ rằng đã có một số loại máu magic hoặc nghi thức điều liên quan. Bởi vì tôi đã là một trẻ sơ sinh tại thời gian, barely một năm và một nửa cũ, làm sao những người nghĩ rằng tôi là lý do cho sự biến mất của Chúa tể Voldemort thật sự là ngoài tôi... Bây giờ câu hỏi của tôi là gì? Bạn tôi rõ ràng không phải là một thường xuyên Slytherin và kể từ khi bạn đang thực tế màu đen và trắng, không phải bận tâm với phần 'Tôi là một con người'... "Ông có thể nhìn thấy câu đố nhận được khó chịu, như ông thực sự mong đợi để có được một câu trả lời rõ ràng và cười, chỉ vì người Hy vọng ông biết làm thế nào Chúa tể Voldemort đã đánh bại đã có nghĩa là ông thực sự có bất cứ ý tưởng, và rằng, cậu bé nhận ra rằng đã có thể được thay đổi tại một số điểm.Tom Riddle đối với một phần của ông là chắc chắn khó chịu. Ông đã hối hận không triệu tập basilisk ngay sau khi ông thấy Gryffindor trẻ đi vào, nhưng kể từ khi không giống như mình cậu bé bằng cách nào đó quản lý để đi vào mà không cần phải bash theo cách của mình thông qua các khu bảo vệ, câu đố là một chút thận trọng. Ông không muốn mất quyền điều khiển của Salazar đã quen thuộc và nếu cậu bé cũng bằng cách nào đó liên quan đến người đàn ông đó là một khả năng ông không muốn đi trừ khi hoàn toàn cần thiết. Với một tiếng thở dài dài ông bắt đầu trả lời câu hỏi của brat:"Như bạn đã nhận thấy một cách chính xác, tôi không chính xác là người thường xuyên của bạn, thực sự tôi trong thực tế là một bộ nhớ nhiều hơn, so với một người thực tế tại thời điểm này. Tôi vì một, một mảnh linh hồn của Tom Riddle ban đầu. Tôi đã không hoạt động bên trong Nhật ký, cho đến khi các cô gái bắt đầu bằng văn bản trong tôi, đổ của mình linh hồn và phép thuật vào tôi, do đó làm cho tôi mạnh mẽ hơn. Vì vậy, nó đã là chỉ là một vấn đề thời gian trước khi tôi quản lý để có cô ấy. Lượt tôi, tại sao bạn muốn lưu các cô gái?"Harry snorted, tất cả những điều để yêu cầu, mà có lẽ là một trong những ông không mong đợi:"Tôi là người bạn rất tốt với anh em của mình và tôi không muốn họ biết đau buồn của anh chị em chết, không nếu tôi có thể giúp nó. Câu hỏi của tôi: tại sao bạn nên quan tâm đến Voldemort? " Harry đã không thực sự hiểu những gì vì một là, ngoài hiển nhiên, nhưng ông biết rằng có một lý do cho các câu đố để muốn biết làm thế nào ông 'đánh bại' Dark Lord và ông muốn biết những gì đã lý do đó.Riddle rolled his eyes, the boy certainly knew how to ask questions and once more he answered thanks to the vow he took:"Voldemort is my past, my present and my future. There is no one I'm more interested in."Harry frowned, that was rather vague. However now he had at least an idea of what was happening to Ginny and a rather solid theory about what he could try to save the girl. He slowly inched towards the girl's still form and the diary she held against her chest. Unfortunately for Harry, though, he was not as stealthy as he wanted to be very soon he found himself being chased around by the enormous snake that was the basilisk. He did not really want to fight it, but thus he climbed up the statue of Slytherin and watched in awed horror, as the serpent rose as well. The two of them were distracted by the arrival of Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix, who brought Harry the Sorting Hat, which would have been funny, if not for the fact that a hat was without a doubt not something he could use against a basilisk. Since he now had at least a bit of a distance, though it was shortening by the minute, between himself and the snake, Harry decided to try and talk with it, since he was after all an acknowledged Heir of Slytherin:$Sstop!$ - he said loudly in Parseltongue, actually making the snake slow down a bit – $Pleasse don't hurt me!$$You… you sspeak?$ - the snake was quite confused - $I was not aware there wass another sspeaker… You ssmell of masster…$ - the basilisk finally was calm or confused enough to catch his scent, which only made it even more confused.Riddle was trying to get the creature under control, but without a wand and so close to another speaker, the beast was not cooperating, which sent the Horcrux into a helpless rage.$Do you have to obey him?$ - asked Harry, knowing the snake would most likely understand who he meant.$I had to… before…$ - hissed the serpent king, as it considered the child in front of him - $... I have to be bound to a descendant of Ssalazar, if I wish to remain alive and healthy… thuss he wass my only choice until you came, young sspeaker…$Harry gaped at the serpent, it sounded like it wanted to bond with him. He had no idea how he would be able to take care of it, but he knew without a shadow of a doubt that it was a much better option than trying to fight his ancestor's familiar.$Well, I am actually the heir of the Sslytherin family… or at leasst the ssignet ring accepted me as ssuch…$ - he said carefully.$Than I sshall choose you, young heir.$ – said the serpent, before glancing at the angry Horcrux - $What should we do about the sspectre of the other one?$$Sspectre?$ - hissed Harry in confusion - $What doess that mean? I thought he called himself a Horcruxss$$Iss that sso?$ - asked the serpent kind in disgust - $He iss even farther gone than I expected… that iss the derkesst magic Ssalazar sspoke of… but even sstill he iss but a sspirit… or rather part of it, a horcruxss iss the object the ssoul iss bound to.$Harry frowned and then it dawned on him – whatever a Horcrux was, it was an object that somehow made Riddle's spirit to manifest itself… most likely by feeding on Ginny's magic… thus it had to be the diary, since it was the only object present that didn't fit in.$Okay… I think I know what the Horcruxss iss… we need to get to that diary and don't hurt the girl…$ - hissed Harry, a decision forming in his mind.$As you wish, young masster. Get onto my head, we're going down.$Harry eyed the serpent warily, but did as he was told and jumped onto its' head. The trip down was indeed was very swift, actually it reminded him a bit of the cart ride at Gringotts and he was sure he would have enjoyed the speed, if not for the situation they were in. Once the snake passed between the very angry spirit of Tom Riddle and the pale form of Ginny, Harry quickly levitated the diary to himself. The boy looked at the book. This was the Horcrux obviously, he could feel some sort of energy around the book, though for some reason it felt rather familiar to him. Shrugging off the strange feeling, Harry slid off the enormous snake and asked her to bite the diary. Of course this more of a hunch than anything else, but since the diary was the thing that actually contained Riddle's spirit and Harry saw how his spell went through the black and white body earlier, he figured his best shot would be to destroy the diary itself. Even a twelve year old like him knew that basilisk venom was highly poisonous, so he figured it should do the deed. And indeed, as soon as the sharp fangs pierced the small black book, both the snake and the boy faced Riddle, who let out an inhuman shriek, as he began glowing from the inside, until finally he blew up in a shower of golden dust.
Harry sagged as tension left him and the only thing that kept him standing was the huge basilisk he was leaning on.

$Merlin, we did it…$ - he muttered dazedly.

$That we did, young masster…$ - hissed the snake in amusement - $Now then, while there is a phoenix around, will you bond with me?$

$There iss actually some sort of thing we need to do?$ - he asked curiously, trying his best not to yawn.

$Yess, masster, though it iss not difficult… just painful…$ - the voice of the snake was definitely apologizing - $However there are many advantagess to thiss or I wouldn't ask this of you…$

It was almost like the snake was reluctant to inflict pain on him, that idea caused Harry to blink in amazement, it was certainly a nice feeling and not one he was accustomed to.

He knew then that whatever it was he had to do to bond with the basilisk, he would do it.

$Okay then, tell me about this.$ - he hissed confidently, but with a hint of nervousness - $And while I understand this is a bit late for this question… I have to ask… What's your name?$

He felt embarrassed that he forgot to ask the serpent about its' name, not to mention he didn't even know if it was male or female. The snake on the other hand seemed rather amused, which Harry hoped was a good sign.

$I am Ssavanna, young one. It is undersstandable that you forgot your mannerss in the middle of a battle, sso I shall forgive you thiss once.$ - the snake tried for the haughty expression, but since it was a snake and Harry was friends with Draco, it didn't really affect him much… other than make him want to laugh that is, but he was quite sure the enormous serpent beside him would not appreciate that. Thus he focused on what the snake was saying.

$It iss quite ssimple really.$ - hissed the basilisk now known as Savanna - $All that need to be done is me biting you, you cassting the 'Astrictus una'[1] sspell, which will bind uss together, and then the phoenix healing you sso that you'll be both immune to poissonss that have anything in common with ssnake venom and your tearss will have the ssame propertiess as those of a phoenix. It will also establish a link between us, so that we'll be able to communicate mentally no matter where we are.$

Harry stared at the serpent. He was a bit apprehensive about the basilisk biting him, but was quite sure Fawkes w