HP through the autumn

Just as Qiu finished writing this sentence, the handwriting flickered and then disappeared.

Suddenly another line of text oozes out from the paper: "Hi, Mary Sue, I'm Tom Riddle, how did you find my diary?"

"This diary can talk to people!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Why do you say your name is Mary Sue?" Harry asked.

"It's made up."

Qiu continued to write, she didn't bother to answer Tom's questions, and continued on her own.

"Tom, something terrible has happened to me recently, and it makes me sad."

"Really? A terrible thing happened at Hogwarts 50 years ago." The diary tried to start discussing the story of the secret room being opened that year.

The three of Harry got excited and urged Cho to ask what happened, but Cho continued to write: "It's really terrible, Tom. My mother died very early, my father never remarried, and I still have A brother who was dating a young witch some time ago and they broke up. But one day I got a letter from the witch's mother saying that she and my brother were in love and she was single for many years , just want a home now, and she called me sister. My brother doesn't care at all about this, he is dating another witch now, let me ignore her. He let our father solve this But after my dad went there, he told me that he fell in love with the witch's mother and they wanted to get married. What should I do, Tom? If my dad really married the witch's mother, what am I called? Is her mother or sister? If my father falls in love with that witch again, should I call her mother and grandmother?"

The entire Room of Requirement fell silent.

Hermione was thinking carefully about the answer to the last question, while Ron and Harry were trying to figure out what the relationship between these people was. The diary didn't reply a word, and Cho felt that the young Voldemort might have died.

"Mary, I feel sympathy for what you have gone through." The diary wrote that 16-year-old Tom couldn't utter more words to comfort the poor 'Mary'.

"Is this story true?" Ron asked curiously, wondering what happened next.

"Fake." Qiu said, "I want to see if this diary can think."

"Let's ask about 50 years ago." Harry said, "Tom said a terrible thing happened 50 years ago. Was the Chamber of Secrets opened then?"

"Don't worry," Qiu said.

"Tom, do you know what happened 50 years ago?"

"Yes, it's terrible, and it happened at Hogwarts."

"So you're in your 70s now?"

"……should be."

"Are you married?"

"I'm just a memory, I don't know what happened after that."

"Then do you have someone you like? In memory?"

"……No."

"Then do you like boys or girls, what type? Have you ever been in love?"

"I think it's my privacy."

"Okay, so which college are you from?"

"Slytherin."

"Do you have the Slytherin rules?"

"what is that?"

"A hundred rules that everyone in Slytherin will memorize, Tom, are you really a Slytherin?"

"There was no such code 50 years ago."

"Do you like green?"

"Fortunately."

"Are you really a Slytherin? Slytherins wear green in everything, sheets, robes, hats, whatever."

"Not all Slytherins like green."

"Do you chat while eating?"

"Will do."

"Did you know that Slytherins eat in silence now, quietly?"

"……do not know.

"Do you like your nose, Tom?"

"It's fine. What's the matter?"

"It's nothing."

"Why don't you ask what happened 50 years ago?" Hermione asked.

"Don't worry, this can't be just a memory, memory can't think." She replied: "Look, he can answer any question, memory is definitely not so comprehensive, it must be a dangerous magic item, we need to hand it over to the professor."

"Why are you asking him if he likes his nose?" Ron asked curiously.

"To test whether he can really think," she replied.

When Harry saw Voldemort later, he couldn't help but sigh that his girlfriend, Beatrilawney, was still suitable for prophecy. How did she know that Voldemort lost his nose later?

"Can't we ask him what happened 50 years ago?" Harry asked.

"It's okay to ask, but he may not be telling the truth," she said.

"By the way, Tom, you said something terrible happened 50 years ago. Do you know about the Chamber of Secrets?"

"Of course I know about the Chamber of Secrets..." Young Tom slowly told the truth he made up, and led the four of them to see his memory.

The four of them fell into the journal, and after a while they felt their feet hit solid ground.

This is the headmaster's office at Hogwarts. Qiu has never been to Dumbledore's office before, so she doesn't know the difference here.She looked around, and Harry and the three of them were very nervous, thinking they had broken into someone's office.

"Relax," she said, "it's a memory, he can't see yours." She pointed to the wizened wizard.

Someone knocked on the door, and 16-year-old Riddle came in. She couldn't help sighing, no wonder Muggle Riddle was able to fascinate the witch Merope. The 16-year-old boy was as handsome as the daffodil boy in Greek legend Narcissus.

They watched as Riddle walked out of the headmaster's office, grabbed Hagrid, and was thrown out of the diary.

"It's actually Hagrid?!" Ron gasped and muttered in shock.

"Hagrid would never kill people on purpose, he just likes bigger animals." Harry couldn't help but excuse Hagrid.

"What kind of monster? It can petrify people? I seem to have seen a lot of bright eyes and pincers just now." Hermione asked.

"I think Riddle is lying." Qiu Ruo thought: "He is definitely not just a memory. As for the monster, I checked it in the library, it should be a basilisk. The stare of a basilisk can kill you, but if you See its eyes indirectly, and you will be petrified, not killed."

"Basilisk?!" Hermione exclaimed, "Harry, you can hear that voice—you're a Parseltongue, so that monster must be a Basilisk!"

"What sound?" Cho asked.

"Every time the attack happened, I could hear a voice saying 'tear you, kill you'," Harry replied.

"So it's definitely not Hagrid, the animal Hagrid kept had pincers, and Riddle saw its eyes." Hermione said excitedly, and then she asked worriedly: "Should we still give it to the Headmaster? What if the Headmaster believes that Hagrid is the murderer?"

"I believe Professor Dumbledore, he will be able to figure out the facts." Harry said firmly.

"This diary——" Qiu pointed to the black leather notebook lying quietly on the table: "The degree of danger is too high for us to grasp. Let's hand it over as soon as possible."

"Professor Dumbledore's office needs a password," said Hermione. "We should probably ask Professor McGonagall for the password first."

"Or we can go to see Professor Flitwick first. His office is on the seventh floor. If he is not there, we can go to Professor McGonagall's office on the second floor." Qiu suggested.

The four of them left the Room of Requirement and made their way to Professor Flitwick's office.All went well, and Professor Flitwick, while not seeing the thing as a Horcrux, could still see it as a dangerous dark magic item.He immediately became serious and led them to find Professor Dumbledore.

Qiu entered the principal's office for the first time, which was different from what Riddle remembered.On Dumbledore's table were many strange silverware, whirling and puffing out small puffs of smoke.Behind the desk sat Professor Dumbledore, his blue eyes bright and warm, watching the five people who entered.

"Felius," he said, "what happened?"

"Yes, Albus," he handed the diary to Dumbledore: "The students picked this up, I think it may be the culprit of the recent attack, it belongs to that person, and it can talk to people." He said I couldn't help shaking when I mentioned 'that person'.

Dumbledore's expression became serious. He took the notebook, examined it carefully, and frowned deeply.

Qiu guessed that he might have some conjectures similar to Horcruxes.

"Yes, this is a dangerous and dark magic item." He said softly, "I'm glad you picked it up and gave it to the professor at the school, maybe I should reward each of you with thirty points, for you cautious."

Ron looked very excited, Hermione's face flushed again, Harry's eyes sparkled, Cho raised her eyebrows in surprise, not expecting such a good thing.

"Professor, we also figured out the monster in the Chamber of Secrets—" Hermione said, "Cho saw it in the library book, it was a basilisk, and Harry could hear the voice of that monster every time. "

Dumbledore pondered for a while, and said, "Harry, maybe I still need your help to deal with the monsters in the Chamber of Secrets."

"No problem, sir, I'll be happy to help you," said Harry.

Qiu set her sights on Phoenix Fox, it was the first time she saw this kind of creature that had only appeared in legends in her previous life.Fawkes just passed nirvana some time ago, and now its feathers are shining with fiery red brilliance, dazzling, more conspicuous than the tall gilded perches.

Noticing her gaze, Dumbledore said, "That's Fawkes, a phoenix."

"It looks much nicer now," said Harry.

Fox heard Harry's evaluation and chirped a few times.

Qiu recalled Dumbledore's life, his outstanding talent and various honors, his love and duel with Grindelwald, his legendary pet phoenix and patron saint phoenix, his firm opposition to the theory of blood Philosophy and tolerance for those who make mistakes, I can't help but sigh: Professor Dumbledore is really a capitalized Jack Su.

Such a good Professor Dumbledore, how could someone think that Riddle turned into Voldemort because he didn't care enough?Is Dumbledore his father or Dumbledore his mother?Are the students going to be blamed on the teacher now if they grow crooked?When Riddle was in school, other teachers liked him so much, and because Dumbledore didn't like him, he was going to become a dark wizard?Could it be that Tom's love for Professor Dumbledore is so deep that if he can't get it, he will indulge and sink for you, and become a demon for you?

Who else thinks that Riddle became Voldemort because Headmaster Dumbledore has always been wary of him?As a teacher, wouldn't it be normal to pay more attention to a student who started stealing and using magic to bully Muggles before he even entered school?Is it necessary to indulge such a student who is obviously likely to be crooked to continue to grow crookedly?

The world is so complicated, she lamented.

The author has something to say:

It's Dumbledore's fault every time I see Tom going bad

The story of falling in love with a witch comes from North American Tucao Jun hehehe, the best article of the year in 2015, if that po master writes novels, he must write better than me