Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 259 Confident Riddle

Even though Fred and George had good and reasonable excuses, they still had their ears screwed by Mrs. Weasley.

 The reason is that the ink almost sprayed into the plate of sausages.

Fortunately, Harry stepped forward in time and took away all the blame. Mrs. Weasley only gave Fred and George a slight squeeze.

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

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

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

Fred and George thought about it for a while, and it seemed that Hermione, who was serious and looked like a "little professor", really wouldn't do this.

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

“It’s a quill pen that automatically releases ink when writing.”

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

"No." Ron picked up a sausage. "I mean, who would bring a quill to breakfast."

“Dear brother, could you please bring it for us to take a look at?” George said with a smile.

Ron originally wanted to refuse, but with everyone staring at him, he had no choice but to put down the half-eaten sausage and went back to the room to get the quill.

 “Is this it?”

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

 “It’s really convenient for doing homework.”

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

"Renewal curse?" Harry blinked. It was obviously the first time he had heard of this kind of curse.

 “Are you guys discussing study?”

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 continuation spell. It is a very practical spell, like this..."

 He took out his wand and tapped Harry's glass. The pumpkin juice, which was only half full, suddenly began to rise and soon became a full glass.

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

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

I guess... this curse must have been invented by a drunkard. "

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

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 and said uncertainly: "I haven't seen Kyle recently. Has he gone out again?"

"No, he has been reading in the 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 Chadli Cannon actually beat the Vratsa 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 in a tacit understanding.

Although Harry was confused, after hearing about things related to Quidditch, he quickly forgot about the quill and participated in it enthusiastically.

 “The artillery team won? How did you know!”

 “It’s Cedric, he went to the game…”

On the other side, Kyle was indeed in his room, but he was not reading a book.

  No need for the moment…

Two days later, 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 naturally copied the transformation spell note on it with a quill.

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

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

 Hello, are you a student at Hogwarts? 】

These words flashed for a few seconds and then disappeared.

Kyle's expression changed slightly, he picked up the quill again and hurriedly wrote a long paragraph on the paper:

"Who are you? Where are my notes, and why can you talk to me and know that I am a student of Hogwarts? Is this some kind of dark magic item?"

　　The handwriting disappeared, and it took a long time before it appeared again.

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

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

Kyle raised his eyebrows.

　It seems that Tom Riddle is very patient. He answered every question he asked without leaking any information.

Kyle thought for a while and wrote:

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

“You are right, I will be in the third grade after school starts.”

This time Riddle gave a quick reply,

　　【Are you still studying during the holidays? I guess you must be like me, a student with good grades. 】

"I memorized all the books!" Kyle wrote quickly, even the handwriting was a bit sloppy, "and I am still the first in my grade."

  【I knew I would not be wrong, we should be able to talk very well. 】

 “Are you also the first in your 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 display room and take a look, my name is there. 】

This is nothing to show off, I have one too, and I have one more than you...

Kyle thought so in his heart, he picked up the quill:

 “Special Contribution Award…This is truly a remarkable achievement.”

“If you are as good as you, you must have received the Order of Merlin.”

 It seemed that he did not expect Kyle to ask this question. Riddle was silent for a long time again... It was not until Kyle became impatient with waiting that new writing appeared on the paper.

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

　　【But I believe that if I wanted to, I would definitely get the Order of Merlin. 】

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

  But what he said seems to be true.

 …

 (End of this chapter)