I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Strictly speaking, this is considered black magic.

Controlling life and death, anyone who comes into contact with it will be guilty of a serious sin.

John opened his palm and the hairpin had turned into a ball of dust and slipped out of his hand.

He smiled and said, "Now you can help me, right?"

"Of course!"

Myrtle was so happy that she was running around everywhere.

John pointed to the faucet with a snake mark and said, "I want you to go in and take a look along this pipe."

Last time John jumped in, it was not open now, so he could only rely on Myrtle's ability to travel freely.

Ghosts can travel to places where they have walked in life. Fortunately, Slattery's Chamber of Secrets was built based on Hogwarts.

John can use the ghost spell to make Myrtle a free person temporarily.

At this time, John was full of gratitude to the creator of the Marauder's Map.

Thanks to the Marauder's Map, otherwise John would not have been able to connect to the Hogwarts Creation Mark.

Myrtle went down the faucet pipe and traveled all the way to the bottom.

After a while, about fifteen minutes.

John heard the toilet flush.

He looked over and saw Myrtle appearing from the toilet with a confused look on her face.

"How did I get back?"

Myrtle was a little dazed, and John knew that the ghost spell had failed. He shook his hand and said, "My spell has failed. It will pull you back to the starting point."

"That's a shame, I saw a wall with two snakes entangled with each other."

Myrtle was still not satisfied with the rare freedom. She said regretfully, "That wall is enchanted. I can't get through it."

"The wall? That should be the secret room."

After learning some information, John expressed his gratitude to Myrtle.

After leaving the girls' bathroom, John said to himself, "It seems that Harry is still indispensable. He is the key. I need him."

Without Parseltongue, he couldn't enter the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets even if he got to the door.

John is going to find Harry to work with.

But when he said this, he didn't notice that someone happened to walk by and heard it.

...

Harry felt some pain in his wound and heard voices in his mind.

"He's the key, I need him."

A scene appeared before my eyes: John walked out of the girls' bathroom with a sinister look on his face, muttering to himself.

After this scene, he came to the trophy room.

A golden medal with Riddle's name on it appears.

Harry was a little dazed and didn't react until Hermione called him several times.

"I said Harry needed to rest." Ron thought he was just too tired.

This Transfiguration exercise is so much that it's overwhelming.

Hermione was very dissatisfied with this. She looked down on everyone with just a small amount of information. If the Slytherin next door saw it, they would think that we couldn't afford it.

Give me ten more, ten for each person!

"You're right Ron, I really should rest."

Harry said suddenly, he stood up and walked outside.

His behavior was a little strange. Hermione and Ron looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

"What happened to Harry?"

...

John met Gemma Farley on the first floor and she talked to John about the diary.

"I can't find Riddle's diary. I've looked everywhere."

"Well, thank you anyway. It would be terrible if this thing was obtained by other little wizards."

Gemma Farley was very generous in helping him find it, so John naturally wouldn't blame her too much.

After she left, John sighed, "Tom Riddle, where are you? Stop hiding."

Voldemort is like a maggot in the gutter. Although he is not dangerous now, he is very disgusting.

John said as he returned to the Slytherin dungeons, and as he left, Harry appeared around the corner of the stairs.

He stared at John's back and recalled seeing the gold medal.

"John is afraid of that Riddle. Why?"

Harry felt that he was getting close to the truth and went to the trophy room he saw in his mind.

There he saw Riddle's medal, and in the corner a diary that seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

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Chapter 83 Harry and Tom

Harry looked at the special contribution medal, and he also saw Riddle's name somewhere else.

"He must be very good."

Harry said this while staring at the list of Head Boys.

He felt that maybe this person was as good as John, otherwise he would not have received these rewards.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked towards the corner, as if someone was guiding him.

The old diary doesn’t look very noticeable, and it’s almost the same color as the ground in the corner.

"T.M. Riddle...Tom Riddle!"

Harry noticed the diary and opened the faded cover. There was a name on the first page.

When Harry saw the name, he instantly remembered what John had said.

He didn't know if this was the Riddle John was looking for, but he knew now that he should take the diary back.

hall.

Harry came back and Hermione saw him and urged him to finish his homework quickly.

Harry nodded absentmindedly, and waited until most people had left before he took out his diary mysteriously.

"What is this? It looks old."

After taking the things out, Ron complained.

"You're right Ron, it is very old, at least 50 years old."

Hermione noticed the faded date on it, took the diary and opened it, seeing the word fate on it.

"T. M. Riddle? Who is this?"

"Wait, I know this name..."

Ron recalled the medal he had polished dozens of times and was about to speak when Harry interrupted him impatiently.

"None of that matters, John seems to be looking for it."

"What?" Hermione was stunned. She thought it was John's thing and said, "We should return it to John."

"No, it's not, Hermione, you heard me."

Stopping Hermione who wanted to return it to John, Harry told her everything he saw in the trophy room.

"Ron, do you remember that Malfoy said that the Chamber of Secrets was opened fifty years ago?"

He turned to look at Ron, who remembered it as well.

"Perhaps Riddle discovered the opened Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago, and that's why he got the medal."

Harry said in a low voice, excitement on his face.

Hermione hesitated. She whispered, "If it's so important, why don't we give it to John?"

"Come on Hermione, don't always John John, John!"

Hearing that name again, Harry felt inexplicably irritated. He snatched back the diary and said, "He's a Slytherin, and we're Gryffindors. Why do we always have to listen to him?"

After saying that, Harry looked at the two people who were a little stunned, and said, "We can investigate it ourselves. If we can find out the answer one step ahead of time, we will be the heroes of Hogwarts."

Seeing that Hermione wanted to say something, Harry said impatiently: "Don't forget, John may also be the heir of Slytherin."

This made Hermione shut her mouth.

The three tried to decipher the secret in the diary, but unfortunately, there was nothing written in it.

It's like someone gave this diary to someone for Christmas, and the owner casually forgot where it was.

They studied it for a while and Hermione decided that it was covered in concealment magic and that using her wand to make it visible was useless.

The next day, Harry took the diary and turned the pages one by one.

It was blank inside, there was nothing.

Hermione thought they should start with the medals, so the three little ones went to the trophy display room again, but found nothing.

A few days passed and the diary lay in Harry's hands.

That day he was bored and flipping through the library. Hermione ran over and asked, "Harry, John has been looking for you several times."

"Sorry Hermione, I don't really feel like seeing John at the moment."

Harry nonchalantly rested his cheek on one hand while flipping through the diary with the other.

This made Hermione think Harry was crazy. She was like a raging lion and shouted, "Don't do this thing anymore!"

Angry Hermione grabbed the diary and threw it, hitting the ink bottle on the table, and Harry was shocked.

"I don't know why you seem to be under a spell."

Hermione got angry and she turned and left the library.

Madam Pince opened her mouth, wanting to tell Hermione to get out, but she left first.

Harry didn't know whether to chase Hermione or save the diary first. After hesitating for a long time, he finally came to where the diary was.

Then he realized something was wrong.

The ink that should have flowed onto the table now flows toward the diary.

Harry's eyes lit up, he opened the diary and saw the ink being absorbed continuously.

This reminded Harry of something, and he hurriedly took out a pen and wrote a line on the blank page of the diary.

"My name is Harry Potter."

I looked at the diary with trepidation.

In less than three seconds, the line of words began to be absorbed by the paper.

Then some words that Harry had never written seeped onto the paper.

"Hello, Harry Potter."

"My name is Tom Riddle. How did you find my diary?"

This magical scene made Harry's eyes widen. After the writing disappeared, Harry hurriedly wrote a sentence.

"Found in the corner of the trophy room."

"Luckily I recorded my past in a way that is more permanent than ink, because that person has been trying to find me."