The instant Riddle hissed toward the shadows, Sirius acted.
"Stupefy!" he roared, firing a red blast at the smug boy.
The spell cut through the air, but passed through Riddle's semi-corporeal body. The boy flickered like smoke.
"Illusion!" Sirius growled. "Oh you bastard!"
Remus didn't waste time—he dashed forward, scooping Ginny's limp body into his arms.
"She's ice cold!" he called. "We need to take her out!"
Above them, the basilisk let out a guttural, ear-splitting screech. Its massive head lunged from the darkness. But before it could strike, Tony blasted into the air, dodging rubble and venomous fangs as he opened fire with both repulsors.
"Come on, you overgrown medieval belt!" he snarled. "I use your skin to sell snake merchandise! Might get myself snake boots!"
The blasts singed its scales, causing the creature to roar in fury—but it wasn't enough. The basilisk thrashed, knocking debris everywhere. Tom—Riddle—was laughing.
"Yes... destroy them all!"
Sirius ducked behind a pillar, firing spells at Riddle's image.
"This kid is completely cracked!" he shouted. "We're supposed to fight a sixty-foot death noodle while he monologues in Parsel?! And I can land a fucking hit!"
"We should've brought a damn rooster," Johnny snapped, shielding Remus and Ginny behind conjured stone.
"Now you say that?!" Remus shouted.
Then—a flash of golden-red light fire.
Fawkes the phoenix soared into the Chamber, crying out in a haunting melody. He swooped past the basilisk's face—claws striking at its eyes. The beast roared again, writhing, blinded by the attack. In his beak, he dropped something before vanishing upward.
A ratty, old hat landed on the stone floor with a soft thump.
Tony, mid-flight, stared in disbelief. "What, are we fighting the snake with fashion now?!" He landed hard beside it, blinking down. "What am I supposed to do? Dance with it?!"
Sirius peeked around a crumbling stone. "That's the Sorting Hat!"
"What are we gonna do—sort the snake into Slytherin and call it a day?!" Tony shouted.
"Just throw it over!" Sirius yelled.
With a grunt, Tony chucked the hat toward them and took off again, drawing the basilisk away. "I keep it busy!" he called out, dodging as the beast struck at him with its tail.
"Accio hat!" Johnny called, catching the old hat in his hand. He frowned, inspecting it. "Seriously? This better not be some poetic Hogwarts prank—"
Suddenly, the hat twitched in his hands.
The rim of the hat stretched, and from within—Johnny's eyes widened—a hilt appeared.
He reached inside and slowly drew a gleaming sword, silver with rubies embedded in its pommel.
Sirius blinked. "No way..."
Remus's eyes widened. "That's the Sword of Godric Gryffindor!"
"Holy shit, that is! Fuck, the legend before us!"
"And it's been in the hat?!"
"Wow... You British people are so fucking dramatic..." Then he looks up where Tony was fighting. "Tony, get over here!" Johnny shouted, holding the sword high.
Up in the air, Tony dodged a violent swipe of the basilisk's tail. "Little busy trying not to get eaten!" he yelled back.
"We have a sword!" Remus bellowed, cupping his hands.
That got Tony's attention. With a final blast to the basilisk's side—just enough to force it back—he propelled toward the group and landed roughly next to Johnny, his boots skidding across the damp stone floor.
Johnny shoved the sword into his hands. "Take it. It's magical. Maybe, I don't know"
Tony stared at the ornate blade like it had personally insulted his tech. "Seriously? Are we playing knight now? Want me to start yelling 'for honor and glory' too? Might as well get me a shield and a princess to make out with"
Johnny, breathing hard, looked like he'd lost the last of his patience. "It's Dumbledore's idea of a joke, clearly. Sword in a hat. I swear I'm going to strangle that old coot one day."
Tony raised an eyebrow and twirled the sword slightly in his grip. "Fine. Let's hope it doesn't shatter like a toy. Jarvis?"
"Yes, sir?" the AI responded politely in his earpiece.
"Any tips on how to slay a sixty-foot magical snake with a medieval butter knife?"
"Yes, sir. My calculated advice is: you are doomed."
Tony snorted. "Appreciate the optimism."
Without another word, he took off—sword in hand—flying straight at the basilisk, who was recovering from Fawkes's assault and raging blindly in the chamber. Its unseeing golden eyes glinted in the shadows as it hissed violently, jaws opening wide.
"C'mon, knockoff!" Tony muttered under his breath as he soared forward.
With a battle cry, he drove the sword down—
CLANG!
The sword met scale—hard, ancient, magically reinforced hide. The basilisk shrieked, thrashing violently. But the sword, unlike the repulsors, bit into the flesh.
Tony's eyes lit up behind his visor. "Oh-ho... now we're talking."
Sirius shouted encouragement from the ground, wand at the ready. "Aim under the jaw! That's where the soft spot is!"
Tony twisted in the air, dodging a strike from the tail. "Thanks for the tip, O Snake Whisperer!"
Remus raised his wand, muttering incantations, trying to shield Tony from debris as the chamber trembled under the basilisk's rage. Johnny was guiding Remus where to shield as the snake tried to climb the columns to get Tony.
Then, with a final burst of speed—Tony swooped under the basilisk's throat, blade raised—
And plunged the Sword of Gryffindor straight into its underside, right between the scales.
"NOOOO!!!" Tony screams.
The basilisk let out a deafening screech. It thrashed, coiled, and then—with a crash—collapsed to the ground in a death roll, its massive body trembling before going still.
Tony hovered for a moment, breathing heavily. "...Okay. I need a nap. A drink. And a year off."
He lands down and looks at Tom. "All right, What should we do with you?"
Johnny comes out, he accio the diary and it flew into his hands. "This is the cause of it" He glares at Riddle. "Cut your damn connection with the child before I cut you myself once you are in your solid form, brat!"
Tom smirk. "Right it, If I die, that girl dies as well"
Sirius and Remus comes out of their hiding place with Ginny in Remus's arm, Both men glaring at Riddle like they make kill him with their gaze. Sirius had his wand out and pointing at Tom. "I kill you like you did my brother James and Lily!" He snarled.
Tony looks at the sword he's holding and at the diary. Clearly, It's the damn diary. "Johnny, you said diary cannot be destroyed right?"
Johnny looking away from Riddle and nods at Tony. "I mean there is a spell-" That's when he realized. "Stab the diary"
That got others attention, Riddle pales.
Tony seeing the look on Riddles face grins wide. "Ah... Right, The diary is in fact yours, right?"
Remus grins evilly. "The sword is lace with Posion...and it's venom can kill anything..."
Sirius caught on, He laughs. "Do it!!"
"No!" Riddle moves to snatch the diary however Tony immediately, throw the diary on floor and stab it with sword. Much to everyone shocked, Riddle scream and Dairy bleeds.
Riddle chest glow right where it looks like he's stabbed and shatter like a mirror Infornt of them. Silence falls over the group, Tony wouldn't be able to sleep tonight for sure. "Did we win??"
Remus checked Ginny's pulse, relieved. "She's stabilizing. That thing was draining her life."
Sirius looked at the dead snake, then up at Tony, and smirked. "Guess Iron Knight wins the round."
Tony grins. "Told you tech and magic make a hell of a combo."