The Son of Light of the Snake House

"Tom, do you know about the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets?"

Daniel wrote this sentence, and there was an immediate response.

[Of course I know about the Chamber of Secrets.At my time, they told us it was a legend, something that didn't exist. ] Tom's handwriting is very scribbled, as if the master's mood is particularly unstable.

[But this is a lie.When I was in fifth grade, the Chamber of Secrets was opened, and monsters attacked several students and eventually killed one.I caught the guy who opened the chamber and he got fired.But the Headmaster, Professor Dippet, was ashamed of what happened at Hogwarts and forbade me to tell the truth.They announced to the outside world that the girl had died in a freak accident.They gave me a beautiful golden medal with inscriptions, rewarding my hard work, and warning me not to talk nonsense.But I know it still happens.The monster is alive, and the one with the power to unleash it is not locked up. ]

Daniel paused, gave a thumbs up to this magical diary, and then quickly wrote: "Now things have happened again. There have been three attacks, and no one seems to know who planned them. Go to Who is it next time?"

[I can show you if you want,] Riddle said: [You don't need to read what I wrote.I can carry you into my memory, into the night I caught him. ]

Why the sudden new approach?Daniel threw Coco, who was quietly wrapped around his ankle, onto the bed, thinking about it.

Riedel adopted this method, perhaps to deepen his own judgment of the heir-whether right or wrong.

After all, people always believe what they see with their own eyes.It's like obviously your boyfriend just wants to rehearse your birthday surprise with your girlfriends, but when you see them lying on the bed under the quilt, you will definitely think of the green hat-until you lift the quilt, Finding three of your other friends under the covers, all five of them holding instruments, started playing Happy Birthday in suffocating silence.

It's just the truth shown by Riddle enthusiastically, is it the real truth?Or is it... the truth he wants to see for himself?

[I will show you. ] Riddle emphasized again, very solemnly.

Daniel didn't think about it anymore, he took out a video recorder - not very small, and naturally not very expensive - aimed at his position, and then wrote with a quill: "Yes."

The diary seemed to be blown by a strong wind, the pages flipped over and stopped at a certain page in mid-June.Daniel watched silently as the small square on June [-]th seemed to turn into a miniature TV screen.Before Daniel could do anything, his body fell forward.The window widened before his eyes, and his soul seemed to separate from his body, falling headlong into the gap in the page, into a swirling swirl of color and light.until he felt his feet hit solid ground.

Daniel staggered to a stop, and the blurry scene around him suddenly became clear.

This is a round and strange room. Although there are no sweet smells and messy little shiny objects, Daniel recognized it as Dumbledore's headmaster's office. Naturally, the portraits of the headmasters on the wall prove that now The master here is not Dumbledore.

A shriveled wizard who looked very weak was sitting on a chair, with only a few strands of white hair on his bald head—he was reading the letter in his hand with a sad face, and didn't even look at the big living person in front of him.

Daniel stood straight in front of him, but he was still sighing and shaking his head, like a broken doll.Then his reading was interrupted by a knock on the office door.

Daniel and the bald headmaster looked at the door at the same time, and the bald headmaster said in a weak voice, "Please come in."

A boy of about sixteen came in and took off his pointed hat.A prefect's silver badge gleamed on his chest.He was much taller than Harry, but also had shiny black hair.His appearance is also the kind of handsome that is very popular with little girls.

"Ah, Riddle," said the headmaster. "You want to see me, Professor Dippet," said Riddle, looking nervous. "Sit down," said Dippet, "I've been reading that letter you sent me."

This Professor Dippet asked Riddle many Muggle questions, but finally returned to the more important topic:

"My dear boy, you must see how foolish I would be to allow you to stay in the castle after term. Especially after the latest tragedy... that poor little girl died... you It's much safer to be in an orphanage. To tell you the truth, the Ministry of Magic is even talking about closing the school. We don't even have a clue as to the - root cause of all these unfortunate events...".Riddle's eyes widened.

Riddle hesitated for a while: "Sir—if that person is caught...if everything stops..."

Professor Dippet suddenly became strict, and they asked repeatedly: "Riddle, do you mean that you know something about these attacks?"

"...No, sir."

Riddle walked out of the principal's office with heavy steps, and Daniel followed.They descended the spiral staircase and emerged by the gargoyle in the darkened hallway.Riddle stopped, thinking.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to have made up his mind, and he quickly walked down the stone steps leading to the underground classroom, and came to the underground classroom where Harry followed Snape to the Potions class.The torches were unlit, and Riddle nearly pushed the door shut and stood motionless in the doorway, watching the passage outside.

Then the two heard light footsteps, and Riddle quietly followed until the footsteps stopped, and then said something.

Strangely, Daniel could understand all of them.Daniel insisted on noting them down.The voice was hoarse, but familiar.

"Come... come out, come up here... come here... into the box..."

Riddle turned the corner, and there was the dark figure of a large boy crouching in front of an open door with a large box beside it.

"...I have to report you." Riddle said suddenly, startling the big man.

"What are you doing here..."

Riddle ignored him, and said to himself: "They are discussing that if the attacks don't stop, Hogwarts will be closed."

"..."

"I know you didn't mean to kill. But a monster isn't an ideal pet. I guess you just let it move around, end—"

"It never killed!" said the big boy, stepping back and leaning his body against the closed door.

The author has something to say:

Daniel is still very vigilant, don't worry!These two chapters are mainly to have a detailed understanding of Riddle, after all, to kill him later, it is more important to get the information first.Otherwise, the previous 20s would have been in vain.

By the way, I don't know what other authors have set for the age superposition after time travel. I personally feel that it should not be as simple as 20+20 equals 40.After all, if you have not experienced it, you must have no experience. If I go back to 5 years old and grow to 20, I guess my mental age will be 25 at most, not 35...

I finally came home, so tired and sleepy... The three-month-old kitten is really a tosser, always bullying the big cat at home, so angry that I really want to hit it.

感谢在2020-12-2701:33:36~2020-12-2801:27:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Goldfish;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!