Chapter 181 Do You Desire Power?Are you hungry for success?
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Rui Chen 3499
Riddle controlled Ginny to get up from the bed, and her roommate felt a little surprised when she saw him preparing to leave the room:
"Ginny, it's so late, do you still want to go out? The curfew should have started, and points will be deducted easily."
Riddle sent those roommates away according to Ginny's usual tone, and finally managed to leave the lounge with the magic notebook.
"Honeyeater! What an uninspired, vulgar password! Nothing compared to the Slytherin lounge password!"
Riddle glanced contemptuously at the portrait of the fat lady, turned to a remote corridor, and groped in front of an oil painting.
The picture of the oil painting is a throne like a tower, on the top there is a man wearing a crown with a melancholy expression, "Nature's Nobility!"
Riddle shouted the command, and the gloomy man became full of spirits. He took off the crown and held it up high. The jewels on the crown became brighter and brighter until it turned into a birch-wood embossed door.
Riddle turned the doorknob and walked through the secret passage behind the portrait. When he walked out of the secret passage again, he had already come to a secluded corridor on the third floor.
He had discovered it when Ginny was possessed, and this little girl was no longer reliable.
When possessed, he will feel a feeling of incomparable torment.
It was like blue cheese touching a red-hot knife, almost melting Ginny's soul.
If it weren't for the special properties of the magic notebook, he didn't know how many times he would be purified by the "Quiet Heart Sutra".
What makes him even more troublesome is that he can no longer use these students because all the students in the school have learned the "Quiet Heart Sutra".
So his target can only be placed on the teacher, and his primary target is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher - Gilderoy Lockhart.
Chatting with Ginny, he found that Lockhart was perfect for everything he wanted: vain, self-absorbed, and narcissistic.
Even with just a few strokes from Ginny, he has stripped away Lockhart's true nature.
After all, Lockhart's incompetence hardly needs a deeper understanding. He is like a piece of smelly dung paper, and the narrow use value can be seen at a glance.
But for a person who goes to the toilet, the value of feces paper is undoubtedly huge.
Just like for Riddle, the value that Lockhart can play now is also huge.
He only needed to use a bit of bewitching magic, and with Lockhart's incomparably despicable character, he was confident that he could handle Lockhart with ease.
Riddle walked near the girls' bathroom on the third floor. The blood on the wall had been cleaned up, and he felt a little regretful that he couldn't see his masterpiece.
But these things are not important now, what he needs to do is to get Ginny to give the magic notebook to Lockhart, so that he can manipulate another person to open the secret room and clean up the mudbloods in the school.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
He knocked on the door slowly.
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Lockhart was a little anxious. He repeatedly confirmed that the title of the book in his pocket was "Ghost Train", and at the same time, there was a bit of disbelief in his eyes.
"Why does Connor have this book? Why do wizards still read Muggle books? Shouldn't they think such non-magical books are stupid and ridiculous?"
He suddenly thought of a possibility, came to a delicate vanity mirror carved with roses, looked at himself in front of him and asked:
"Could it be...Konno thinks he's not as popular as me, so he wants to slander me for plagiarizing Muggle books? That's right! It must be like this!"
"So how much else did he discover? How would he know that I plagiarized this book? This is definitely not a coincidence, it must be a well-planned conspiracy!"
He stared at himself in front of the mirror, his eyes became a little suspicious, "Or...he also knew that I would erase other people's memories, turn those people's memories into my own experience, and then write them in the book?"
"Damn! What should I do? Erase his memory, and then make those experiences of his into mine? No! No! He is the one who can get rid of so many wizards in the bad country!"
"Maybe I failed to erase his memory, but he will take it down instead, and then take the stolen goods and execute them publicly in front of the students... Then I might as well die!"
"Why don't I find a way to bribe Kong Nuo? As long as he doesn't tell those things, I can give him a part of Galleons as a hush money?"
"No! No! All his teaching materials have been sold to Sulian. With such a big expense, he might be richer than me now!"
"What should I do?" Lockhart felt that his curly hair was about to wither, and he really couldn't think of how to deal with Konno.
It would be great if his magic level was a little higher, maybe he could solve the person who caused the problem directly through magic.
But if his level of magic is high enough, why does he need to plagiarize Muggle writings and plagiarize other people's experiences to achieve the purpose of making himself famous?
Now, for the first time, he has deeply realized his lack of ability. If he can be stronger, will there be no such troubles?
"Damn it! If only I had power! Then I can become more successful! No need to be controlled by others!"
Boom!Boom!Boom!
There was a sudden knock on the office door, startling Lockhart who was scratching his head, "Who!"
"It's me, Ginny, Ginny Weasley." A childish female voice came from outside the door.
"You..." Lockhart unscrewed the door and saw Ginny standing at the door. He was a little puzzled, "Ginny, according to the current school regulations, it's curfew time, and you have violated the school regulations by doing this! You don't want to The violation of the school rules was discovered by others, right?"
"What kind of scum!" Riddle let out a "bah" in his heart, looking straight into Lockhart's eyes and said, "Do you yearn for power? Do you yearn for success?"
"Huh?" Lockhart flinched back. "Did you hear me just now?"
Riddle said: "I can see into your heart, Gilderoy Lockhart! You are very flustered now, thinking about how to face Kong Nuo, and whether he has discovered your secret!"
In a panic, Lockhart pulled his wand out of his pocket, only to accidentally drop it to the ground.
It took him a long time to finally get his wand back in his hand, and he asked hysterically, "Who the hell are you? Surely you're not Ginny!"
Riddle replied: "I am a descendant of Salazar Slytherin, an heir who does not resent Hogwarts being defiled! You can call me Mr. Riddle!"
"Ginny, it's so late, do you still want to go out? The curfew should have started, and points will be deducted easily."
Riddle sent those roommates away according to Ginny's usual tone, and finally managed to leave the lounge with the magic notebook.
"Honeyeater! What an uninspired, vulgar password! Nothing compared to the Slytherin lounge password!"
Riddle glanced contemptuously at the portrait of the fat lady, turned to a remote corridor, and groped in front of an oil painting.
The picture of the oil painting is a throne like a tower, on the top there is a man wearing a crown with a melancholy expression, "Nature's Nobility!"
Riddle shouted the command, and the gloomy man became full of spirits. He took off the crown and held it up high. The jewels on the crown became brighter and brighter until it turned into a birch-wood embossed door.
Riddle turned the doorknob and walked through the secret passage behind the portrait. When he walked out of the secret passage again, he had already come to a secluded corridor on the third floor.
He had discovered it when Ginny was possessed, and this little girl was no longer reliable.
When possessed, he will feel a feeling of incomparable torment.
It was like blue cheese touching a red-hot knife, almost melting Ginny's soul.
If it weren't for the special properties of the magic notebook, he didn't know how many times he would be purified by the "Quiet Heart Sutra".
What makes him even more troublesome is that he can no longer use these students because all the students in the school have learned the "Quiet Heart Sutra".
So his target can only be placed on the teacher, and his primary target is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher - Gilderoy Lockhart.
Chatting with Ginny, he found that Lockhart was perfect for everything he wanted: vain, self-absorbed, and narcissistic.
Even with just a few strokes from Ginny, he has stripped away Lockhart's true nature.
After all, Lockhart's incompetence hardly needs a deeper understanding. He is like a piece of smelly dung paper, and the narrow use value can be seen at a glance.
But for a person who goes to the toilet, the value of feces paper is undoubtedly huge.
Just like for Riddle, the value that Lockhart can play now is also huge.
He only needed to use a bit of bewitching magic, and with Lockhart's incomparably despicable character, he was confident that he could handle Lockhart with ease.
Riddle walked near the girls' bathroom on the third floor. The blood on the wall had been cleaned up, and he felt a little regretful that he couldn't see his masterpiece.
But these things are not important now, what he needs to do is to get Ginny to give the magic notebook to Lockhart, so that he can manipulate another person to open the secret room and clean up the mudbloods in the school.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
He knocked on the door slowly.
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Lockhart was a little anxious. He repeatedly confirmed that the title of the book in his pocket was "Ghost Train", and at the same time, there was a bit of disbelief in his eyes.
"Why does Connor have this book? Why do wizards still read Muggle books? Shouldn't they think such non-magical books are stupid and ridiculous?"
He suddenly thought of a possibility, came to a delicate vanity mirror carved with roses, looked at himself in front of him and asked:
"Could it be...Konno thinks he's not as popular as me, so he wants to slander me for plagiarizing Muggle books? That's right! It must be like this!"
"So how much else did he discover? How would he know that I plagiarized this book? This is definitely not a coincidence, it must be a well-planned conspiracy!"
He stared at himself in front of the mirror, his eyes became a little suspicious, "Or...he also knew that I would erase other people's memories, turn those people's memories into my own experience, and then write them in the book?"
"Damn! What should I do? Erase his memory, and then make those experiences of his into mine? No! No! He is the one who can get rid of so many wizards in the bad country!"
"Maybe I failed to erase his memory, but he will take it down instead, and then take the stolen goods and execute them publicly in front of the students... Then I might as well die!"
"Why don't I find a way to bribe Kong Nuo? As long as he doesn't tell those things, I can give him a part of Galleons as a hush money?"
"No! No! All his teaching materials have been sold to Sulian. With such a big expense, he might be richer than me now!"
"What should I do?" Lockhart felt that his curly hair was about to wither, and he really couldn't think of how to deal with Konno.
It would be great if his magic level was a little higher, maybe he could solve the person who caused the problem directly through magic.
But if his level of magic is high enough, why does he need to plagiarize Muggle writings and plagiarize other people's experiences to achieve the purpose of making himself famous?
Now, for the first time, he has deeply realized his lack of ability. If he can be stronger, will there be no such troubles?
"Damn it! If only I had power! Then I can become more successful! No need to be controlled by others!"
Boom!Boom!Boom!
There was a sudden knock on the office door, startling Lockhart who was scratching his head, "Who!"
"It's me, Ginny, Ginny Weasley." A childish female voice came from outside the door.
"You..." Lockhart unscrewed the door and saw Ginny standing at the door. He was a little puzzled, "Ginny, according to the current school regulations, it's curfew time, and you have violated the school regulations by doing this! You don't want to The violation of the school rules was discovered by others, right?"
"What kind of scum!" Riddle let out a "bah" in his heart, looking straight into Lockhart's eyes and said, "Do you yearn for power? Do you yearn for success?"
"Huh?" Lockhart flinched back. "Did you hear me just now?"
Riddle said: "I can see into your heart, Gilderoy Lockhart! You are very flustered now, thinking about how to face Kong Nuo, and whether he has discovered your secret!"
In a panic, Lockhart pulled his wand out of his pocket, only to accidentally drop it to the ground.
It took him a long time to finally get his wand back in his hand, and he asked hysterically, "Who the hell are you? Surely you're not Ginny!"
Riddle replied: "I am a descendant of Salazar Slytherin, an heir who does not resent Hogwarts being defiled! You can call me Mr. Riddle!"
