HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

"I'm sorry, I lost your diary." Lycoris told Draco Malfoy about it when he saw him opening his eyes.

"My father told me to throw away that diary." Draco Malfoy opened his eyes and saw Licoris, and thought of what he had not said before he fainted.

The two people said it almost at the same time and looked at each other.

Lost it?

It doesn't matter if you throw it away, just like what dad said, you can throw it anywhere.

"You don't have to look for it."

Licoris breathed a sigh of relief when she heard what he said.

What you borrowed is lost in your own hands.

This is not a good thing.

Licoris has been looking for it for a long time, but still can't find the diary.

But she had a hunch that the diary might have been picked up by Ginny.

Maybe a plot correction?

It was like Hermione had been saved by him, and even though she was fine, she returned to the women's room to face the troll.

Now Lycoris was thinking about whether to go to Ginny to get the diary back, but then she rejected the idea.

Thinking that she might be accused by the Gryffindor people of using Malfoy's influence to bully others, slandering others for stealing, or deliberately framing Ginny, etc., Lycoris didn't want to move.

After all, I was busy saving people at that time, so I didn't see her take it away with my own eyes.

When anything can happen, why bother?

After all, she lost this thing, and she didn't steal it intentionally.

Licoris decided to make a mistake.

Since you picked up my things, I have already said that this thing is mine.

You know who the owner is and doesn't return it, so what happens after you pick it up? What does it have to do with me?

Licoris had never been a kind person, and the last step she could do was to talk about it in the auditorium during dinner.

If she insists on not handing it back, Riddle will swallow her life force as she pleases.

The route in the original book is also the same. At most, it is back on track.

"What did your father say?" Lycoris was really curious. What did Mr. Malfoy think after knowing that his son had taken the dark magic item given by Voldemort?

Do you want to see what's in his head?

Everyone knows that these items are black magic items, and they all have the word "black magic" attached to them, making them prohibited items. He dared to take it casually and use it easily.

"It's nothing," Malfoy said tiredly, not wanting Lycoris to know that his father had scolded him in the letter, "I'm a little tired."

"Then you have a good rest, I'm going to have dinner." Lycoris said goodbye to Malfoy and walked to the Great Hall.

Very good, many people from Gryffindor were there, and the red-haired one only saw four - Percy Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, and Ron Weasley. .

If the person involved is not here, why are you avoiding me?

Lycoris did not sit down to eat, but went directly to the Gryffindor table.

"Hermione, I asked you to help me ask if you have seen what I lost. Have you asked me for help?" Licolis smiled helplessly.

"I asked for you, and no one said they found it." Hermione really asked, no.

"Okay, thank you." Licolis nodded to her and walked towards Percy, "Hello, prefect, I lost something in the corridor this afternoon. Please help me ask more people. You know, I I don’t know many people.”

"So, what is it?" Percy found that she never said what was lost. He asked responsibly, "How can I confirm the lost item if you don't say anything?"

"The person who picked it up will know what it is." Licoris smiled and left directly.

"What does she mean? Is she saying that someone in Gryffindor stole her things?" Harry, who reacted very quickly, asked Hermione beside him in disbelief, "Why is she like this?"

Hermione shook her head and said nothing.

Something is lost, but the person who picked it up knows what it is. Doesn’t that mean someone among us stole something from her?

Percy also quickly thought of this, and his face didn't look good.

"Who would steal from her? What can be stolen?" Ron picked up the chicken leg and took a bite. "It doesn't look like she has anything valuable."

For one meal, the Gryffindors didn't have a good meal.

In order to appear fair and not intentionally target, and in order to expand her influence, Lycoris went to Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff for a tour.

"What did you throw away?" Pansy was also curious. She picked up the things. Why didn't she know what was missing?

There were books, notebooks, and quills, and it seemed like nothing was missing.

"What's missing depends on what I need." Lycoris said in a confused way, and Pansy didn't understand.

I need you to be honest, what I lost is the diary Horcrux. I need you to be selfish, and all I lost was the quill.

Can you give me honesty or selfishness?

The Gryffindor fireplace burned brightly, the flames dancing, and the whole common room was warm.

"Do you think she is really going too far? Does she think we Gryffindors steal things?

"How is it possible? How could there be a thief in Gryffindor?

"Don't talk about stealing," Harry Potter didn't like the way Lycoris spoke, and his face was not good, "We will return everything we pick up!"

Harry Potter calls Hogwarts home, and his Gryffindor classmates are his family.

Now that his family is being slandered as thieves, he is very unhappy.

Potter was complaining to Hermione.

"Exactly! She doesn't look like she's very rich, so how could anyone steal her things? She herself is Malfoy's follower, what can she have worth stealing?" Ron analyzed, " Speaking of which, as soon as Malfoy went to the hospital, she began to suspect us Gryffindors of stealing things. Is there some big conspiracy? "

In fact, Hermione didn't really like the way Lycoris spoke today, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

In Hermione's opinion, everyone, especially Gryffindors, was warm, friendly and kind.

By speaking like this, isn't she throwing dirty water on Gryffindor?

"Why don't you explain to her, aren't you her good friend?" Ron started talking about Hermione again, "Why did she say that?"

"How would I know? Haven't I been with you all the time?"

The three people were chatting intensely on the sofa. Not only them, but other people were also chatting.

"I didn't steal anything. I didn't steal it. I just picked it up in the corridor."

Ginny wanted to return the thing to her, but if she did, she would definitely be accused of being a thief.

No one knew what she lost. Only she knew that what she lost was a diary.

Talking diary.