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Chapter 513 Could the murderer be Tom Riddle? !

Tom opened his diary and it was blank.

"Tom M. Riddle."

Tom's expression became serious as he whispered the name above.

The name of the owner of the diary is exactly the same as his previous name.

"It was Voldemort's old name."

At this time, Tom already knew that the mysterious man who had disrupted the British wizarding world twelve years ago was Voldemort, who was another himself.

Or the past self with a different life trajectory.

Even though he still doesn't understand it now, he clearly left that world after being adopted by his father.

But in the magical world of Hogwarts, there appeared another self who was not adopted. He grew up in an orphanage step by step, then went to Hogwarts, became a big devil that everyone feared, and was finally killed by a baby.

"What a fool you are. You were actually killed by yourself. You are not me. You are just a guy with ambition but no means."

Tom, who made such an evaluation of Voldemort, stood in front of the window with a notebook in his hand and looked at the farm outside.

"So the reason why I have a strange feeling towards Harry Potter is because if my fate had not been changed by my father, I would have been killed by him in the end?"

His expression turned serious and he held the notebook tightly.

"But you won't get your wish this time, Harry Potter."

After muttering this, Tom sat down and turned his eyes to the diary.

If you want to understand the life that another self has experienced, this diary is the best tool.

As for why there is no writing in the diary.

Maybe hidden ink?
Tom casually slapped the diary and tried to recite the spell: "Apalsianm!"

After using the revelation spell, it still had no effect and there was no writing in the diary.

After thinking for a moment, he took out a quill from the bedside table.

After using the quill to dip a drop of ink, he dropped the ink on the diary.

After a while, as he watched, the ink slowly disappeared from the pages of the diary.

Then he wrote a word on it with a quill.

"Hello."

He didn't have high hopes at first, but the words he wrote miraculously flashed for a moment and then quickly disappeared.

Later, as he waited, there was finally movement in the diary.

With his ink, words slowly emerged from the page.

"Hello, my name is Riddle, how did you get my diary?"

After these fonts appeared, they seemed to have a time limit and quickly disappeared from the paper.

Tom was stunned for a moment, then calmly wrote on it with a quill: "Someone left it in the bathroom."

"Luckily it wasn't completely destroyed, and even luckier that I recorded my memories with something more permanent than ink. Thank you for talking to me."

"what do you mean?"

Tom used a quill to write on it: "Why can you communicate with me? Are you really called Tom Riddle?"

"As to why I can communicate with you, it's a long story. Perhaps I can explain it to you later. What I can answer you now is: Yes, Tom Riddle is my name."

The handwriting in the diary slowly emerged and then quickly disappeared.

"may I know your name?"

The handwriting that appeared in the diary asked Tom.

Tom narrowed his eyes slightly, "Of course, I'm Tom, Tom Padrick, a first-year student in Ravenclaw."

"Very good, Tom, it seems that we have the same name. Listen, I must tell you that this diary records some terrible things, some hidden things, what happened at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Well, I'm interested in that."

Tom lured the snake out of its hole and pretended to know nothing. "Recently, terrible things have happened here in Hogwarts. Do you know about the Chamber of Secrets?"

The handwriting in the diary gradually became sloppy.

"Of course I know about the mystery of the Chamber of Secrets, Tom. When I was in school, everyone told us it was just a legend and that it didn't exist, but you must know that it was a lie."

The diary scribbled at him.

"In my fifth year, the Chamber of Secrets was opened, and monsters came out to attack Hogwarts students. Unfortunately, a student died. I caught the person who opened the Chamber of Secrets, and he was expelled. He deserved to be punished, but Headmaster Dumbledore felt that it was a shame for such a thing to happen in Hogwarts."

"Therefore, Headmaster Dumbledore did not allow me to tell the truth. They told the outside world that the girl died in an accident. That was a lie. They warned me and ordered me to keep silent."

"But I know, I know it will happen again. The monster in the chamber is still alive, and the man who has the power to release it has not been locked up."

The handwriting in the diary suggests that Tom doesn't believe him, and continues: "Don't you believe it? Padraic, I'll prove it to you."

Just as Tom was lost in thought, the diary opened a crack and suddenly seemed to be blown by a strong wind.

The room was instantly filled with strong winds, and the books on the desk and the photos of him and his father were about to fall to the ground.

Tom grabbed the frame.

Then he felt his body being pulled into the book.

Holding the photo frame, he was sucked into the place where colors and shadows intertwined.

As his feet touched solid ground, Tom felt his blurry vision begin to become clear.

He immediately realized where he was.

On the steps of Hogwarts School, he saw Professor Dumbledore.

Professor Dumbledore was followed by several teachers carrying a body. The teachers carried a body covered with a white cloth and walked down from it.

He saw another version of himself.

Or to be more precise, a more mature teenage version of myself that resembles myself.

Although the two looked different, Tom recognized them at a glance. It was another version of himself.

The other Tom Riddle took off his hat, and the badge of a top student shone on his chest.

"Professor, is the school really going to be closed for this?"

Tom Riddle asked Dumbledore worriedly.

"I'm sorry, Tom. The current situation is that something like this happened at school. There may be some arrangements for you, but under the current circumstances."

"Professor, I have no home. This is my home and I don't want to leave."

Tom Riddle had a sad expression on his face.

"My dear child, you must know how dangerous it is for the school to keep you. We have lost a poor girl, and now the Ministry of Magic is even considering closing the school."

Tom Riddle in the diary murmured, "If the murderer is caught, then everything will be over."

"what?"

Dumbledore looked at him in confusion.

"nothing."

Diary Tom Riddle shook his head and turned away.

Tom, who had been acting as a ghost, witnessed all this happening. After seeing the other party leave, he immediately followed.

Last Diary Tom Riddle appeared in front of a door.

The dim environment made it difficult for Tom, who was following, to see clearly.

He only saw the other party talking to a tall boy, and the words were faintly heard in his ears.

"Good evening, Hagrid."

"What are you doing here, Riddle?"

"It's over, Hagrid. I'm going to have to report you, Hagrid. If you don't stop attacking, they're going to close the school."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Riddle."

"I also know you don't want to kill anyone, but your pet is quite dangerous, although I guess you just want it to be out and about."

"No, it never hurt anyone. It's not it! It's not the murderer!"

Amid the quarrel, Tom Riddle drew his wand and lit up the corridor.

Then Tom saw a big spider.

There was a sharp cry afterwards, and the big spider fled, with Tom Riddle chasing after it with his wand raised.

Finally, the scene before Tom's eyes spun violently.

The familiar scene gradually returned, and Tom found himself back on the farm.

The diary that took him back to fifty years ago lay quietly on the table.

Walking over and gently closing the diary, Tom fell into deep thought.

Although what he saw was Hagrid releasing the monster in the Chamber of Secrets to kill people, he would not believe it so easily.

"Do you think I am so innocent? We are both cunning and ambitious. The difference is that my ambition and path to greatness are for my father."

Tom sneered.

Putting down the framed photo of him and Peter, a plan gradually formed in his mind.

The next day.

Hermione found Harry, Mark and Ron.

"It's Hagrid."

Hermione said something that shocked several people.

"what?"

"It was Hagrid. Hagrid opened the Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago."

Based on the clues provided by Peter, Hermione finally found out what happened fifty years ago.

"Impossible, Hagrid would never do such a thing."

Harry said that Hagrid was not that kind of person.

"Wait. Hermione, you seem a little different today."

Ron noticed that Hermione was a little different today.

He pointed at the beautiful diamond-shaped amulet on Hermione's chest and said, "The amulet you are wearing today is very beautiful. Where did you buy it?"

Hermione blushed slightly as she put the necklace amulet inside her cashmere coat, "It was given to me by a very important person."

She glared at Ron, "We are talking about something very important, Ron, don't interrupt."

Mark next to him thought for a moment and asked Hermione, "Where did you get the information, Hermione? I think Hagrid is an upright and good man. Although he looks like someone who is not easy to approach, he is actually very gentle."

"I flipped through newspapers from fifty years ago. Fifty years ago, there was a rumor circulating in the school that 'the Chamber of Secrets was opened and non-pure-blood wizards would be killed'. Afterwards, some people were attacked and a girl died as a result."

Ron asked her, "Who?"

"Myrtle!"

(End of this chapter)