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You. You’re the Heir of Slytherin.

You’re Voldemort. Surely you didn’t think…

…I was going to keep my filthy Muggle fathers name?

No. I fashioned myself a new name, a name I knew wizards everywhere…

…would fear to speak when I became the greatest sorcerer in the world.

Albus Dumbledore is the greatest sorcerer in the world.

Dumbledore’s been driven out of this castle by the mere memory of me.

Hell never be gone. Not as long as those who remain are loyal to him.

Fawkes?

So this is what Dumbledore sends his great defender.

A songbird and an old hat.

Lets match the power of Lord Voldemort, Heir of Salazar Slytherin…

…against the famous Harry Potter.

Parseltongue wont save you now, Potter. It only obeys me.

No!

Your bird may have blinded the basilisk, but it can still hear you.

Yes, Potter, The process is nearly complete.

In a few minutes, Ginny Weasley will be dead, and I will cease to be a memory.

Lord Voldemort will return…

…very much alive.

Ginny?

Remarkable, isn’t it…

…how quickly the venom of the basilisk penetrates the body?

Id guess you have little more than a minute to live.

You’ll be with your dear Mudblood mother soon, Harry.

Funny, the damage a silly little book can do…

…especially in the hands of a silly little girl.

What are you doing?

Stop. No!