[HP] How to properly feed the savior

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"I belong to Gryffindor. The Sorting Hat thinks I have the qualities of Slytherin and Gryffindor, but I choose the latter."

/Why?As far as I know, Gryffindor House has a conservative attitude towards secrecy laws. /

"Because in the war that ended 11 years ago, most of the Death Eaters led by Voldemort were born in Slytherin. They lost the battle, so they were regarded as evil, and Dumbledore from Gryffindor was regarded as a victory. The side is seen as just. With Dumbledore as headmaster, I think joining Slytherin is a red flag."

/You really are a Slytherin character.You mentioned just now that Voldemort only lost his body, but did not die completely. What is the basis for your judgment? /

"I just met him a few months ago, in the Forbidden Forest, he was attached to the back of the head of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Quirrell. I found it when I was fighting Quirrell."

/Would you like to describe to me the process of your fight? /

He wrote down the process of the battle and answered some peripheral questions.

/Considering that you were only in the first year at the time, it's pretty good to be able to fight an adult wizard to this point, even if you have to startle him away with a ghost voice at the end, it's not shameful.You don't use particularly complicated spells, and in terms of spellcasting level, it's not very amazing among first-year students, but your combat awareness is great.Every magic can give full play to its tactical function, and even among senior students, few can do this.Many wizards are keen on powerful spells. In my time, the Unforgivable Curse was popular among students to compare who could exert its power better.However, the power of a spell does not mean victory in a duel, and I think you are aware of this. /

/ But I think you still made a fatal strategic error in your fight with Quirrell, which prevented you from overpowering the opponent and only narrowly escaped.You shouldn't waste too much time on moving, although continuous movement can allow you to avoid Quirrell's attack, but in the same time, you continue to cast spells to strengthen the shapeshifter to resist Quirrell's attack, rather than you use it to move cheaper. /

"It's like wizard chess. The wizard is equivalent to the king. The king sticks to his position and lets the other pieces play against the opponent." He immediately understood the opponent's combat thinking.

/Yes.The wizard plays the role of controlling the overall situation, commanding the deformed objects, magic power and even magic followers under his control to destroy the opponent's barrier, and increase the strength of the chess pieces through blessing.Your high-mobility tactics are not impossible. I think Quirrell should also be unfamiliar with your tactics, so he lost the initiative and was suppressed by you all the way to the end, but his passivity did not win you more chances of winning.Maybe you'll be able to use this tactic to better effect once you've mastered Apparation. /

He paused, a little puzzled.Riddle was teaching him how to deal with Voldemort?This is just too weird.Before he could answer, the other party had already continued:

/ Were your parents also powerful wizards?It's hard to imagine that you can figure out so many things by yourself without guidance. /

"I don't know, I left home when I was very young. As far as I can remember from them, they don't show any magical ability."

/ But the Sorting Hat still thinks you can go to Slytherin.Either your parents were wizards and kept it from you, or they were Squibs and couldn't cast spells, or they were Muggles with wizarding ancestry.The Sorting Hat is very loose with non-Muggle-born wizards.Where did you grow up after leaving home?Relatives home? /

“Orphanage,” he wrote, believing it would make Riddle want to say more about himself.

/ I too grew up in an orphanage.Interesting, did you ever think before you went to Hogwarts that you might be left behind? /

"No. Before school started, I lived in the home of Professor McGonagall, the dean of Gryffindor, for a month. Under her guidance, I mastered a lot of magic. She was very optimistic about my abilities."

/ Minerva McGonagall?I know her, she is a few years older than me, and she can be regarded as the elite of our generation.If you don't mind my disrespect, I will say that while she is gifted in magic, she is not very good at dueling.She should have gone to the orphanage to inform the school to admit your professor, right?It was Dumbledore who notified me back then, but he was not so friendly. I spent the time before school started visiting bookstores.Even so, I believe I am stronger than all wizards, and some things lie not in your birth and education, but in your innate talent. /

"Like a fighting instinct?" He didn't know whether his fighting ability was honed by the environment, or it was indeed innate as the other party said.

/Probably.Are you confused about your fighting abilities? /

He squeezed the barrel of the pen, not sure if he needed to say some real thoughts.After communicating for so long, he and Riddle are still playing certain roles, at least he doesn't think the other party is sincerely telling him these things.Maybe he should take the crucial first step.

"Kindly. I know I'm stronger than my peers, maybe they have other strengths, but no one can beat me, I always have a way to stop my opponent from hurting me. Sometimes... it means I would hurt someone else."

/ Are you afraid of this? /The other party pointed it out sharply. / You don't need to be afraid of your own talent.Your excellence may make people envy you, resent you, slander you behind your back, and make you surrounded by indifference and alienation, but it is still you after all, if you don’t even accept yourself, how can you expect someone in the world to accept you And you? /

He didn't expect the other party to say that at all.

/ When I was still in the orphanage, I realized that I was different.Whoever provokes me, I can make anyone suffer.I didn't know it was called magic until Dumbledore found me.I didn't choose my talent, it chose me.It is not that I chose to be born in this era, but that the era needs me.This is what we call destiny, I am me, and I am here.Your talent is a part of you, the most important part, it gives you a calling, you are destined to accomplish something, something that people without this talent cannot do. /

"Even a Dark Lord like Grindelwald, is he destined to exist?"

/ This question is interesting. It is like asking, since God is omniscient, omnipotent and perfect, why does he let the devil walk on the earth? /

"why?"

/Because no devil is perfect in the eyes of man, but not in the eyes of God. /

He froze.It was a clever answer, even a little humorous, which made him want to laugh, but couldn't.

"What the hell are you? I don't believe you're just an enchanted diary."

/ I am a memory kept in a diary for 50 years. /

He didn't know whether to believe the other person's words, but Mrs. Weasley had already called him downstairs for dinner. "I have to go. We'll talk later." He scribbled a line, closed the diary, and carried it in his arms.

Whatever other people said about Voldemort, he found him quite attractive, at least 50 years ago.

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☆、Chamber 6

The schedule on September 9st was particularly hectic.They had a total of seven students going to school, all crammed into Mr. Weasley's magic car, clinging to owls or mice, unable to move.And it seemed that something was going to happen to everyone. George forgot to bring his firecrackers, and Fred left his broom at home. By the time they accompanied Ginny back to pick up the textbooks, time was already very tight.In the end Mrs. Weasley had to agree to let them fly to London.

"Five minutes left." When they finally arrived at King's Cross Station, Mrs. Weasley directed them across the platform in groups, "Percy first."

The third child of the Weasley family pushed the cart and swaggered through the wall.

"Ender, you take Ginny, she's going to school for the first time this year."

"Okay, ma'am." He helped Ginny push the cart and walked with her across the platform. "You find a place first, I'll wait for Harry and Ron."

But those two people did not show up.

"The platform seems to be blocked." Mr. Weasley pushed against the wall. They couldn't get through, and neither could Harry and Ron. "You go first, we will report to the school."

He had to carry his luggage to the car.Hermione had already occupied a box, and as soon as she saw him, she asked, "Where are Harry and the others? Ron wrote to tell me that you will live together during the summer vacation."

"The platform is blocked and they are locked out. Mr. Weasley will contact the school." He put his luggage on the shelf, just in time to see Neville wandering in the corridor, and beckoned him to come in .

"Why is the platform blocked? I mean, parents still have to go out, right? It's definitely not automatically blocked." Hermione still refused to let go of this question.

"I don't know, but there was a house-elf trying to keep Harry from going back to school this summer. It intercepted all the mail for Harry and caused Harry a lot of trouble. There must be a plot against Harry .” Pulling out a thick history of magic, he sat down in his seat, opened the book and Riddle’s diary, and pretended to start studying.

"Harry, they might be dangerous!" Hermione slapped the open diary, as if she was going to fight him to the end.

"If that house-elf is right, the danger is inside the school, not outside." He glanced at Neville, hoping that the other party could help him out.

"Hey, have you finished your summer homework yet?" Neville was very sensible, and took out textbooks and parchment from the box, "I'm a little unsure about the paper on wormwood assigned by Professor Snape."

"You can refer to pages 139-145 of "A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Ginseng" and pages 67-71 of "Magic Potions and Potions." Looking at Hermione's raised eyebrows from the corner of his eye, he quickly added One sentence, "I just finished this assignment yesterday."

"I really don't know what you guys are doing during the summer vacation." Hermione shook her head, took out the textbooks from her schoolbag, and ignored them.

"Do you know under what circumstances the Hogwarts platform will be blocked?" he wrote in his diary.

/ That platform never closes.However, it is not a very advanced magic, and if someone wants to forcibly close it, it is not impossible. /Riddle's text quickly emerges. /how?Are you locked out? /

"It's not me, it's Harry Potter and Ron Weasley."

/ The Harry Potter who defeated Voldemort?Don't worry about him, I don't think Dumbledore would mind if his favorite student misses the start-of-term dinner. /

He didn't remember telling him about Harry's relationship with the Headmaster. "Why do you think Harry is Professor Dumbledore's favorite student?"

/I know Dumbledore very well, better than you.Voldemort was Dumbledore's enemy, and Harry was the one who defeated Voldemort, and I'm sure Dumbledore would focus most of his attention on Harry.Tell me, Harry Potter, isn't he charming?Does he have many friends by his side?Would his classmates follow him like a legendary hero? /

"You guessed pretty well, but I don't think there's anything special about Harry Potter."

/Are you confused why the principal has high hopes for Harry Potter?Why did he love Harry so much? / Before he could answer, another line appeared in the diary, / Do you think Dumbledore really loves Harry? /

"I don't think so." The Sorcerer's Stone incident last semester made him very distrustful of the headmaster. Dumbledore reminded him of Graff. The students who value them, but those are all techniques of manipulating others, for the purpose of manipulating others. "If the headmaster really loves the students, why is Harry the only one who is treated specially? If he just loves Harry, what is his motive? Harry is not related to him, nor did he know each other in the past. It doesn't make sense. I If you don't believe in love without a reason, he must have another purpose."

/Your dear principal is a pathetic fool who thinks he knows love but knows nothing. Please forgive me for being so rude. Dumbledore is a good man, I admit, but a good man is probably the most useless quality in this world.When you know him better in the future, I will tell you about his past. Talking too much now can only make you think that I am his enemy.Why not talk about Harry Potter?You haven't told me how he survived Voldemort. /

As expected, Riddle was most interested in how his future self died, and he didn't mind revealing more.The more he talked, the more interested the other party was in Harry, and then he could see what the other party would do. "It was a very old protective spell. When Voldemort tried to murder Harry Potter, Harry's mother died for her child, and her strong will to protect Harry was attached to Harry as a baby. , it was this magic that defeated Voldemort."

/how can that be possible?Voldemort must have been a powerful wizard no less powerful than Dumbledore, otherwise Dumbledore would have knocked him down long ago, how could he be defeated by an inadvertent magic cast by a stupid woman? /

"Death curse. Some dark wizards will use all their life force to cast a curse when they are killed by the enemy. It is so powerful that it cannot be broken. If hate can create such a powerful spell, so can love."

/ It's hard to imagine such a love. /

"Are you jealous?"

/You are joking!What's there to be jealous about? /

"You sound like you're jealous."

Riddle was silent for a moment. / I admit I envy him a little.After all, my mother didn't even want to live for me, let alone die for me.But that doesn't mean I'm weaker than him, I can still be a good wizard without the protection of my parents and the support from other people.I have come to this day relying on my own strength instead of relying on others. I am much better than him. /

"You're right. Harry Potter is a happy fool. He thinks he's lost his parents and is more miserable than other people, and he thinks I'm of a similar background to him and understand how he feels. Actually, I don't, I can't feel the happiness he feels. In the world I know, a person is nice to another person, maybe they want to use him and manipulate him, or they may just be afraid of public opinion, want a mask of a decent person, or create Prestige, respect for his virtues. I don't understand what it's like for a man to die for another man just because he loves him."

/ I don't understand either, but I don't care.Love can only lead to weakness. If you want ordinary happiness, you can go for love, but if you choose greatness, only cold and loneliness will accompany you.Believe me, the latter is more worth your while than the former. /

"It's always so inspiring to talk to you, Tom."

From the second year onwards, students go to school by horse-drawn carriage from Hogsmeade's station instead.Although it is called a carriage, the cart is pulled by a strange creature, like a skinny horse with dark fur, but their bat-like thin and wide wings and the shape of every bone protruding from the surface Added a bit of cold temperament.He looked at the creature's milky white eyes without pupils, and could feel that they were gentle and kind, contrary to what their appearance gave people.

"Ender, what are you standing there for? Come up!" Hermione was already sitting in the car waiting for him.

He sat across from Ginny, "I'm looking at those horses, they have a unique beauty."

"What horse?" Hermione looked outside suspiciously.

"The ones that pull the carts."

Both Hermione and Ginny looked at him oddly.

"These carriages are automatic. They're enchanted." Hermione stared at him like he was crazy or something. "There's nothing pulling the cart."

"Okay." He pulled the notebook out of his pocket and wrote on it, "Tom, what kind of creature is the cart horse in the school?"

/You mean thestrals?They're pretty, aren't they?Not many people can see them. /

"Why?" He hadn't learned about thestrals yet. "What kind of person can see thestrals?"

/Only those who have seen death can see thestrals.Someone dies in front of you, and you are well aware that the other person is dead, so that counts. /

His heart sank.

/ I also saw them on my first carriage ride. / The other party said another sentence, which seemed to be some kind of comfort.

He closed the diary, not in the mood to continue the chat.

When getting out of the car, Neville followed behind him and whispered, "Actually, I can see them too."

He glanced at the other party in surprise, "Have you seen death?"

"My grandfather," Neville replied simply. "What about you?"

"Too many to count."

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☆、Chamber 7

When they arrived at the main entrance of the castle, Professor McGonagall was already waiting for them there.Judging from her expression, she should be in a very bad mood at the moment.

"Ender, do you know where Potter and Weasley are?" Professor McGonagall stopped him with a straight face as he walked past each other.

"The partition wall of the station was blocked, they were locked out, I think Percy and Mr. Weasley should have written to the school to reflect." He was a little confused, why did he ask him?

"We received these two letters and sent someone to deal with them immediately. But by the time the school people arrived at King's Cross train station, Potter and Weasley had disappeared." Every wrinkle on the other side seemed to be accuse him of irresponsibility. "Do you have any idea of ​​where they're going?"

"Sorry, I don't know." He wasn't sure if it was because his eagerness to increase the impression points he gave the principal last semester made the other party think that he would always follow Harry. To some extent, he cared about Harry, but Didn't care enough to pay attention to Harry's every move. "I'm their classmate, not their nanny."

Professor McGonagall glanced at him noncommittally, pulled out a roll of newspaper from his sleeve, and handed it to him.

It was that day's Daily Prophet, and the picture on the first page was Mr. Weasley's car, flying in the sky.

He didn't need to read the news to know what was going on, Harry and Ron drove off the car, and those two idiots didn't know invisibility yet.

"As far as I know, you spent this summer vacation at the Weasleys' house. Do you have anything to say about that?"

"It's my fault, Professor." He folded the newspaper and handed it back to the other party. "Mr. Weasley and I designed that car. We just wanted to try multiple enchantments. I didn't expect..."

He should have thought of it.When Ron took the car with them to pick up Harry, he showed a strong desire to drive, but because of Mrs. Weasley's objection, Ron's wish never came true.And when I took Harry to the Burrow, because of his intervention, Mrs. Weasley didn't teach them much. Harry and Ron didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and they were even encouraged. George and Fred started Driving to Little Whinging is like being the hero who saved Harry. They can't resist the temptation. They can challenge the authority and regulations and get the approval of others.

"Keep it, let you remember what you have done." Professor McGonagall snorted, "I thought you were mature, but I didn't expect you to be unreliable. Hurry up to the lobby, and don't miss the opening dinner."

He walked in clutching the newspaper.

After a while, rumors spread like wildfire, saying that Harry and Ron crashed into the Whomping Willow in a flying car and were caught by Professor Snape. The headmaster has been invited and is said to be expelled them.Almost all the students were talking about it, Percy had a serious face, and everyone knew that Ron was the younger brother of the prefect Percy.

"It's ridiculous! They don't even think about the consequences of doing this!" Hermione was forking a piece of steak, as if she wanted to vent all her anger on it. "They'll be fired! Even if they don't think about themselves, they should think about the trouble it's going to put Mr. Weasley in. God, they're going to get Mr. Weasley out of his job!"

He was holding his fork, and he had no appetite for the feast on the table.It was all his fault, he had encouraged Mr Weasley to modify that car, he had acted weak and sentimental in front of the other party who just wanted to create some good memories for him.After he realized how wrong this behavior was, he still did nothing, even driving out with George and Fred.There were so many times he could have made the right choice, but he had always chosen the worst kind.Now Mr. Weasley could be fired from the Ministry of Magic, and the couple had used up all their savings to provide for their children's schooling...  

"Hey, we're talking about you." Fred scrambled to sit beside him. "You came up with the idea of ​​flying cars, didn't you, George?"

"It's not me..." The hand on his shoulder made him feel very uncomfortable, and the way Hermione looked at him made him feel ashamed.

"Dad said you inspired him. Originally, you wanted to add an attack system to the car and turn it into a turret that can fly in the air. I remember correctly?" George also sat next to him, hugging on his shoulder.

"That's cool! If you guys do it, we'll be able to watch the Flying Cars fight the Whomping Willow!" Lee Jordan pumped his fists excitedly, "Brilliant idea, huh?"

The Gryffindors agreed. "I want a flying car too." Neville looked at him enviously.

"It's against the law!" He tried to break free from the twins' grip, but they pinned him even harder on the chair.

"Daddy's not going to be fired," Fred whispered in his ear, scooping a big spoonful of mashed potatoes onto his plate. "The Department of Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Substances is a very important department, but there are too few people who are willing to do this and are competent. The most they can criticize, you see, even the Daily Prophet did not write who this car is Yes, the Ministry of Magic can't afford to lose face."

"You don't need to blame yourself, it's none of your business." George spooned the beef stew sauce over the mashed potatoes. "Even if you don't help Dad fix the car, he'll do it himself, maybe worse. You reminded Dad to take precautions, otherwise little Ronnie would probably be lying in the hospital wing by now. Now they have no hair It's not damaged, that's enough. Eat something, it's useless for you to punish yourself like this."

He really wanted to push the plate away.He couldn't stand George and Fred comforting him, as if he could pretend he didn't have anything to do with it.He would rather someone come and give him a good reprimand.Professor McGonagall just gave him a disappointed look, and Percy just sat there sulking, they were both too concerned with his feelings.

"Don't pay attention to Percy, he's a fool who puts his future ahead of his family." Fred gave Percy a disdainful look. "Sometimes I wonder if he's one of our Weasleys."

"The thing about home is that no matter what happens to you, you can come back here for shelter and support." George patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid to bring trouble to your family, trouble will only make home More warm and sweet."

After the banquet, he returned to his dormitory early, not wanting to join the welcome party that the group of Gryffindors gathered in the common room had prepared for Harry and Ron "to celebrate the most dramatic start of school ever".As soon as he lay on the bed, he took out Riddle's diary from his arms.

For some reason, he had a very strong urge to tell Riddle everything that happened just now.It's not like him, he's not the kind of kid who has to cry to someone when something happens, unless he has to act like that to be accepted.However, in combat school, they are trained to trust their intuition rather than rational judgment, because the speed of thinking is not as fast as the subconscious reaction, if they waited for them to think slowly, the war would have been over and they would have lost everything.If he has an intuition about what he should do, but he can't figure out why for a while, it's best to act on instinct first.

But instinct is not necessarily correct.

After hesitating for a while, he still took out his pen and wrote down the matter.At least one thing is certain, he will not hurt anyone by doing this.

/ You don't need to blame yourself for this.It's not a decision you forced them to make, Harry and Ron chose to drive to school by themselves, it's their own fault for their immaturity, lack of responsibility, pushiness, you're not their mum or anything.As for McGonagall, you can ignore her. She has always advocated that if you have the opportunity to stop others from doing wrong things but you don’t stop them, then you have the same responsibility as the person who did the wrong things, and the sense of justice is too much, hmph.In fact we have neither the ability to take responsibility for the actions of others nor the right to interfere. /

"You don't understand!" He didn't know why he was so desperate to be understood, but a series of scribbled words poured out from the tip of his pen, "When Mr. Weasley proposed to modify the car, I could feel it was me. Manipulating him. I didn't ask directly, I didn't say anything, but I inspired him, I acted expectantly, I tricked him into sympathy with my sadness, I gave him a valid reason to cast a spell on the car, and then Implying the possible dangers of doing so, and stimulating the other party's challenge... This is all because I want to make a flying machine by myself. I have such an idea since I met Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest last semester, but I am afraid of being attacked by others. Seeing through my own strength, I had to use Mr. Weasley to test the waters first. I didn't mean to use him, I felt normal when I did these things, as if I should behave like that, and then I realized that I was using him to achieve My own purpose. I let myself do this because I thought it would not hurt other people, but today..."

He couldn't write any more.What he thought was a harmless action, eventually led to evil results.

/ This is not called exploitation. /The handwriting of the other party is still so neat and elegant, /Using is a kind of deception, making people believe that doing so is beneficial, but actually harming his interests to realize your interests.Judging from your description, the relationship between you and Mr. Weasley is at best a deal, you give him what he wants, and he gives you what you want.But from Mr. Weasley's point of view, he does this for you without asking for anything in return. We call such behavior love.You don't need to blame yourself for being loved by someone else, it doesn't make sense. /

"But if I..."

/You can't stop someone from loving you. /

He stops there, is this love?He knew that what Mr. Weasley loved was just a false illusion, a little boy who had lost his family, was emotionally fragile and full of fear, but still persisted in his extravagant hope for love and happiness.It wasn't him, he just knew that adults would accept such a child and pretended so, which in itself constituted a deception.

/Children who come out of orphanages like us are used to pretending to please the people around them.Because in that environment, if you don't please others, you won't have a good life. Maybe you will have no clothes in winter, maybe you won't even get half a piece of moldy bread when you are hungry, maybe the most dangerous work will ask us to do it. , like washing the clothes of someone infected with chickenpox.Taking advantage of the sympathy of adults should be the first lesson that must be learned, because it is the easiest, and your temper is very good. I don't think this is the first time you have done this kind of thing.People like Dumbledore may say we are hypocritical and full of lies, but I will say that I just want to live, I don't want to die in an orphanage before my name is remembered by anyone, and This is my most basic right as a creature, as a human being, and I will defend this right at any cost.This is right, not evil.You feel guilty because you met true love at Hogwarts, which was not there in our past environment.The people you meet in the orphanage, they are being manipulated by you and they are also thinking about getting something from you. This is the same, so you feel that this is normal.But when you are truly loved, you feel uneasy when the other person no longer asks you for anything. After all, this is not the pattern you are used to.All you have to do is relax yourself, adapt to the environment here, and enjoy the unconditional love of others. /

Why do people here believe that love is unconditional giving?In his past life, if he wanted to be loved by others, he had to satisfy the needs of the other party. No one would love useless people, and they were even unworthy to exist in this world.The earth's resources are limited, but the population is unlimited. If everyone wants to survive, he has to prove that the investment of human beings in him is rewarded.

"I don't think you really believe in unconditional love." If anyone here understands how he feels, it's Riddle.

/Let's put it this way, I think unconditional love is cheap.For most people, the only time they will love you unconditionally is if there is no harm in giving love, and they have a lot of love themselves.As soon as your presence is judged to be threatening, either by a competitor or by your power itself, they will withdraw their love from you.Love is the careless squandering and squandering of people whose life is worthless. If they give you, you don't have to hesitate to accept it, but don't rely on this kind of love, because they are so fragile, no more than autumn The fallen leaves are more loyal. /

"So I still need to continue to pretend."

/Yes, until you are strong enough to defeat them all.As a wizard, you have this potential. /

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☆、Chamber 8

The next morning he still hadn't figured out whether he wanted to be the wizard who could beat everyone.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he took out the diary from under the pillow, picked up a pen and wrote the first sentence of the day on it, "Good morning, Tom, I think that rather than defeating everyone, I hope they can love me. "

/ Then you're the biggest fool in the world. /Riddle's handwriting is not as meticulous as in the past, a little crooked, as if written in a half-asleep and half-awake state. / Good morning, I wish you a happy first day of school. /

With the auspicious words of the Demon King, this day was not very pleasant from the beginning.

In the morning, Ron received a roaring letter from Mrs. Weasley, saying that Mr. Weasley would accept the review of the unit, which was better than resignation, but it also made him feel sick to his stomach.

Then came herbalism class, they had to repot the mandrakes, and those light green dolls with ADHD didn't like being pulled out of the soil at all, and they didn't like being stuffed back.And they have to be wary of the poisonous tentacles behind them.Fortunately, Neville was beside him, and he was responsible for stuffing the doll into the pot. Neville quickly filled it with soil, and shut up that horrible grass root.

Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon had convinced him that the new professor was a complete idiot.He complained to Riddle while they were filling out the answer sheet, and he said it was all Voldemort's fault, because he was rejected for applying for the class, and he became angry and put a curse on Defense Against the Dark Arts class, so that all the professors who taught this class Neither can stay for more than a year. /I really like this future devil king, his character is so to my liking. /If Riddle is not a diary but a person, he must be rolling on the floor with his stomach full of laughter. /Change