Chapter 259 Confident Riddle
Even though Fred and George had good and reasonable excuses, they still had their ears twisted by Mrs. Weasley.
The reason was that the ink almost squirted into the sausage plate.
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 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 write a letter specifically asking for 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", would not do this.
It is worth mentioning that this title was given by them.
"It's a quill that automatically releases ink when writing."
Harry looked at Ron and said, "Are you carrying it now?"
"No." Ron picked up a sausage. "I mean, who would bring a quill to breakfast."
"Then 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 directly 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 refilling charm on it.
"Renew the curse?" Harry blinked, obviously this was the first time he 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 Renewal Charm. 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 an alcoholic. "
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 his 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 Cannons 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.
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"The artillery team won? How did you know!"
"It's Cedric, he went to watch the game..."
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On the other side, Kyle was indeed in his room, but not reading.
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? 】
The 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 writing disappeared, only to appear again after a long time.
[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 an eyebrow.
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 the portraits and talk to them often...but this is the first time I have seen such a magical diary."
"You're right, I will be in third grade as soon as 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 wouldn’t be wrong. We should be able to talk very well. 】
"Are you also the first in your grade?"
【Always. 】
Riddle, seemingly eager to get Kyle to believe him, quickly wrote again.
[And I also won the special contribution award to the school in fifth grade. You can go to the prize display room and take a look. My name is there. 】
What's there to show off? I have one too, and one more than you...
Kyle thought so in his heart, he picked up the quill:
"The Special Contribution Award...this is truly an incredible achievement."
"If you are as good as you, you must have received the Order of Merlin."
As if he didn't expect Kyle to ask this, Riddle was silent for a long time again... It wasn't 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 want to, I will definitely get the Order of Merlin. 】
Even with only words, Kyle could feel Riddle's confidence.
But what he said seems to be true.
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