Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 259 Confident Riddle
Fred and George had their ears screwed by Mrs. Weasley despite their good and reasonable excuses.

The reason is that the ink almost sprayed into the sausage dish.

Fortunately, Harry stepped forward in time and took over all the faults. Mrs. Weasley just twisted slightly and let Fred and George go.

After Mrs. Weasley left, Harry explained in a low voice, and it was only then that Fred and George realized that they had misunderstood the meaning.

"So, what you want is not this automatic inkjet quill?" Fred asked, rubbing his ears.

"Of course not." Harry wiped the ink off his face, "How could Hermione write a letter specifically to ask about something that has nothing to do with studying?"

Fred and George thought about it, and the serious Hermione who looked like "Professor McGonagall" really didn't seem to do this.

It is worth mentioning that this title was given by them.

"It's a quill that dispenses ink automatically as you write."

Harry looked at Ron and said, "Are you carrying it now?"

"No." Ron picked up a sausage. "I mean, who's carrying a quill to breakfast?"

"Then my dear brother, can I trouble you to show it to us?" George said with a smile.

Ron wanted to refuse at first, but being stared at by everyone, he had no choice but to put down the half-eaten sausage, and went back to the room to get the quill.

"Is that this?"

George took it over and kept writing and drawing on Harry's notice... Soon, the paper was covered with ink marks.

"It's really convenient to use for homework."

George touched his chin. Like our waterproof and moisture-proof badge, this quill should have a refill spell on it.

"Refilling Charm?" Harry blinked, apparently hearing such a spell for the first time.

"Are you guys discussing studies?"

At this time, Mr. Weasley sat down at the dining table. He smiled and said to Harry: "I seem to hear you asking about the refill spell. It's a very practical spell, like this..."

He took out his wand and tapped Harry's glass, and the pumpkin juice, which was only half left, suddenly began to rise, and it quickly became full.

"Wow..." Harry opened his mouth in surprise, "But... Didn't Professor McGonagall say that magic can't conjure food..."

"It's not conjured..." Mr. Weasley explained: "It's just that the pumpkin juice that was in the kitchen was transferred to your cup, saving the time of going back and forth.

I guess... this spell must have been invented by an alcoholic. "

Harry nodded, then looked at Fred and George, "Can you make a quill like this?"

Fred was silent for a moment, "What did you ask just now?"

"You can also..."

"It's not this, it's the question you asked when we first came down."

Harry thought for a while, then said uncertainly: "I haven't seen Kyle recently, has he gone out again?"

"No, he's been reading in his room." Fred said calmly:
"He's always been like this, just get used to it." George returned the quill to Ron. "By the way, did you know? The Chudley Cannons actually won the Fratcha Eagles this year."

"That's the third-ranked team... Could it be that the artillery team, which has always been at the bottom, is about to rise?"

Fred and George changed the subject tacitly.

Although Harry was puzzled, after hearing about the Quidditch-related matter, he quickly forgot the quill and participated in it with great interest.

"The Cannons won? How do you know that!"

"It's Cedric, he went to the game..."

……

On the other hand, Kyle is indeed in his room, but not reading.

I don't need it for now...

After two days, Kyle took the diary out of the box.

He stared at Riddle's name for a while, then turned to the blank part of the second page, and used a quill to naturally copy the Transfiguration spell notes on it.

But before he could write much, those words began to become weaker and weaker, and finally they were directly sucked into the paper, disappearing without a trace.

Then a new line of text appeared inexplicably on the blank paper, using exactly the ink he had just used.

【Hello, are you a Hogwarts student? 】

The words flickered for a few seconds, then disappeared again.

Kyle's face changed slightly, he picked up the quill again, and hurriedly wrote a long paragraph on the paper:
"Who are you? Where are my notes? Also, why can you talk to me and know that I am a student at Hogwarts? Is this some kind of dark magic item?"

The handwriting disappeared, and it took a long time to reappear.

[My name is Tom Riddle, not a black magic item, but a memory left in the diary.Just like those magical portraits in the castle, so I can talk to you in this way. 】

[You just wrote the precautions for turning stationary objects into animals. This is the content of the intermediate transformation guide. You should be a third-grade student. 】

Kyle raised an eyebrow.

It seems that Tom Riddle is very patient, and he answered every question he asked, and he didn't leak anything.

Kyle thought about it and wrote:

"I know those portraits, and I often talk to them...but this is the first time I have seen such a magical diary."

"You're right, I'll be in the third grade after school starts."

This time Riddle quickly gave a reply,
[Do you still study during the holidays?I guess you must be like me, a student with good grades. 】

"I've memorized all the books!" Kyle wrote quickly, even the handwriting was a little scribbled, "And I'm still No.1 in grade."

[I knew I would guess correctly, we should be able to talk very well. 】

"Are you also the first in grade?"

【Always. 】

Riddle seemed eager to convince Kyle of himself, and soon wrote again.

[And I also won the special contribution award to the school in the fifth grade, you can go to the prize showroom to have a look, there is my name there. 】

What's there to show off, I have one too, and one more than you...

Kyle thought so in his heart, he picked up the quill:
"Special Contribution Award...that's a truly remarkable achievement."

"If you are as good as you, you must have won the Order of Merlin."

As if he didn't expect Kyle to ask such a question, Riddle was silent for a long time again... It wasn't until Kyle got a little impatient with waiting that new words appeared on the paper.

【When I left this diary, there was no...】

[But I believe that if I want to, I will definitely get the Merlin Medal. 】

Even with only words, Kyle could feel Riddle's confidence.

But he seemed to be right.

……

(End of this chapter)