Chapter 321 Tom Riddle

It's just a Weasley, and in Robert's hands it's not like he can just ravage it.

Although Harry and Hermione expressed their dissatisfaction with the violence in a timely manner, neither of them took action to stop it. Instead, they helped Robert tie the man in front of Percy.

Ginny's eyes instantly turned red when she saw her brother in such miserable condition.

Percy was also a little dissatisfied. He is my brother after all, can't you give me some face?

Then……

He called all his brothers out, and together with Ginny, he gave Ron a good education.

This made Ron even more angry. I am your relative, and you are actually helping an outsider? !

"Ron is going too far!" Ginny bit the cake in her hand angrily, "What kind of outsider are you! Obviously Hermione and Robert are our best friends!"

Hermione nodded and said seriously, "Yes, and Harry."

"Yes, yes, and Harry...cough cough cough cough." Ginny choked on a mouthful of cake and almost lost her breath.

Hermione looked at Ginny jokingly, "Yes, yes, that's your Harry..."

Ginny, who had regained her composure, screamed and threw herself on Hermione, trying to shut her up. The Gryffindor Tower was full of joy.

Ron gripped the notebook in his hand angrily. If it weren't for the special material, he might have crushed the notebook to pieces.

Angrily, Ron threw the notebook on the desk and stared at it, staring at it.

Immediately, he took out his quill and wrote on it, "Today, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Percy beat me up because of that Hufflepuff brat. I, Ron... Weasley took note!"

He actually regarded this notebook as a legendary little notebook.

Under Ron's shocked gaze, the ink flickered, then seemed to be sucked into the paper and disappeared without a trace.

Ron stared blankly at the notebook in his hand, subconsciously turned to the next page, and looked at the cover again, feeling confused as to "Where did my writing go?"

When he opened the previous page again, some words he had never written before suddenly oozed out of the paper, using the same ink as him.

"Hello, Ron Weasley. My name is Tom Riddle. How did you find my diary?"

After Ron saw these words clearly, they all disappeared again.

Ron screamed, "Who are you? I'm telling you! I'm a pure-blood wizard, and your little tricks can't fool me!"

As he spoke, he took out his wand and pointed it at the notebook, "Tell me, who are you?!"

However, the notebook ignored him.

Ron shouted angrily, "How dare you bully me with this broken notebook?!"

He tore at the notebook hard, as if trying to tear something off. Unfortunately, the notebook was stronger than he imagined, and Ron couldn't pull a single piece of paper off it even after a lot of effort.

Ron gasped and collapsed on the bed, unable to do anything about this black leather notebook.

After venting his anger, Ron bulged his big frog-like eyes, hummed twice, picked up the quill, and started writing in the notebook.

"Don't worry about how I found the notebook, what can you tell me? I'm warning you, this is Hogwarts, and Principal Dumbledore is always looking at it!"

The ink quickly disappeared, and then another text appeared, "Are you in Hogwarts? Oh, that's really bad. This notebook is used to record something extremely terrible that happened in Hogwarts Castle many years ago. But for some reasons, it was hidden."

Ron curled his lips and wrote, "Just lie to me. What could be more terrifying than the secret room opening?"

"I'm talking about the Chamber of Secrets." The words on the notebook made Ron stunned for a moment, and then he looked disdainful and wrote, "Do you want to say that the Chamber of Secrets has been opened?"

"certainly."

Ron curled his lips and didn't believe it at all. He had never heard his parents say such a thing, so he naturally felt that the notebook was lying.

Putting down the quill in his hand, he was about to put away the notebook, but saw countless small words slowly emerging.

"When I was in school, the professors always said that the Chamber of Secrets was just a legend, something that didn't exist - which was a lie. When I was in fifth grade, someone opened the Chamber of Secrets and a monster came out of it. , and attacked several students, eventually killing one."

Ron took a breath, had anyone died in Hogwarts?

But why hasn't anyone said anything about this?

With curiosity, Ron continued to read.

"I caught the person who opened the secret room, and he was expelled on the spot. But the principal said that if anyone knew that a student had done such a thing, it would cause a big blow to the reputation of Hogwarts, and he ordered me not to do it. Tell others the truth. Later, the Ministry of Magic came to investigate. They announced that the girl died in an accident. They also awarded me a medal and warned me not to tell the truth to others. But I know that this kind of thing will happen again. Happened, the monster was not dead, and the man with the power to free it was not imprisoned in Azkaban."

Seeing these words, Ron frowned and felt that the other party was not lying.

"Then how do you prove it? Prove that you didn't lie?" Ron thought for a while and then wrote, "You have to tell me who planned the last attack."

"Of course. If you want, I can even take you to see it." Riddle replied, "I can take you into my memory and let you see how I caught him that night."

Ron's eyes widened and he muttered to himself, "Oh my God, you actually know Legilimency! That's a magic that only very powerful wizards can do!"

"Do you want to read it?" A line of font appeared on the diary.

Inexplicably, a gust of wind rose up out of thin air in the dormitory, blowing the corners of Ron's clothes. He swallowed, and he hesitated. A book that can communicate with others is not a good sign. It may even be a black book. The wizard's methods.

But if it’s Legilimency…

In the end, Ron no longer hesitated. This was an opportunity to meet a powerful wizard!

And, Tom Riddle…

He knew the name, it was in the prize room! Last year, he wiped the extra-large medal three times!

"Yes!" Ron finally wrote the word.

In an instant, a strong wind blowing from nowhere blew the diary in front of me, and the pages flipped through. When it stopped, the footer of the page read, June 13th.

Ron subconsciously looked behind him. At this time, the dormitory door was closed and no one had come back yet.

In the middle of the page was a small square, a bit like a photo. Ron touched it with his hand, his expression indescribable panic.

He was very sure that when he turned the page before, there was no word on this page at all!

Inexplicably surprised, a figure seemed to be moving in the middle of the small square. Ron stretched out his hand tremblingly and raised the notebook to his eyes, trying to see clearly what was in the square.

However, the moment he brought the notebook close to him, a dazzling light shone out from the square, blurring Ron's entire vision for an instant.

The light dimmed, and Ron disappeared from the dormitory.

He was dragged into the world inside the notebook.