Chapter 83 Harry and Tom
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Harry looked at the special service medal, and he also found Riddle's name elsewhere.
"He must be excellent."
Staring at the list of male student council presidents, Harry said this sentence.
He felt that this person might be as good as John, otherwise he wouldn't get these rewards.
Suddenly, as if being guided by someone, he turned his head and looked towards the corner.
The old diary looks inconspicuous, and it is almost the same color as the ground in the corner.
"TM Riddle... Tom Riddle!"
Harry noticed the diary and opened the faded cover. On the first page was a name.
When Harry saw the name, he instantly remembered what John had said.
He didn't know if this was the Riddle John was looking for, but he knew now to take the diary back.
hall.
Harry went back and forth, and Hermione saw him and urged him to do his homework.
Harry nodded absently, and waited until they were almost gone before he mysteriously took out the diary.
"What's this? It looks old."
After the things were taken out, Ron complained.
"You're quite right Ron, it's very old, at least fifty years old."
Hermione noticed the faded date on it, turned the diary over and opened it, and saw the words written on it.
"TM Riddle? Who is this?"
"Wait a minute, I know the name..."
Ron recalled the medal he had wiped dozens of times, and was about to speak when Harry cut him off impatiently.
"None of it matters, John seems to be looking for it."
"What?" Hermione was taken aback, she thought it belonged to John, and said, "We have to give it back to John,"
"No, no, Hermione, you heard me."
After stopping Hermione who wanted to hand it back to John, Harry told what he saw in the trophy room.
"Ron, do you remember that Malfoy said that the Chamber of Secrets was opened 50 years ago."
He turned to look at Ron, and Ron remembered it when he thought about it.
"Perhaps Riddle was awarded the medal for discovering the opened chamber 50 years ago."
Harry said in a low voice, excitement on his face.
Hermione hesitated, she whispered: "It's so important, why don't we give it to John."
"Please Hermione, don't always be John John, John!"
Hearing that name again, Harry was inexplicably annoyed. He snatched back the diary and said, "He's Slytherin, we're Gryffindor, why do we always listen to him?"
After finishing speaking, Harry looked at the two people who were a little stunned, and he said, "We can investigate by ourselves. If we investigate it one step ahead, we will be the heroes of Hogwarts."
Seeing what Hermione wanted to say, Harry said impatiently, "Don't forget, John may also be the heir of Slytherin."
This made Hermione shut up.
The three tried to decipher the secret in the diary, but unfortunately, there was nothing written in the diary.
It's like someone sent this diary for Christmas, and the owner just forgot where it was.
They studied it for a while, and Hermione felt that occult magic was used on it, and it would be useless to use a wand to make it visible.
The next day, Harry took the diary and flipped through the pages.
It was blank, nothing.
Hermione felt that they should start with the medals, and the three little ones went to the trophy showroom again, but found nothing.
A few days passed, and the diary was in Harry's hand.
He was flipping through the library boredly that day, and Hermione ran over and asked, "Harry, John has been looking for you several times."
"Sorry Hermione, I don't really feel like seeing John these days."
Harry rested his cheek with one hand indifferently, flipping through the diary with the other.
This made Hermione think that Harry was crazy, she was like a raging lion, and said loudly: "Don't do this thing again!"
An angry Hermione grabbed the diary and threw it out, hitting the ink bottle on the table, Harry was shocked.
"I really don't know why you act like a curse."
Hermione got angry, she turned and left the library.
Ms. Pince opened her mouth, and wanted to tell Hermione to get out, but the other party left first.
Harry didn't know whether to chase Hermione or save the diary first, he hesitated again and again, but he still came to the diary.
This time, he found out that something was wrong.
The ink that should have flowed onto the desktop is now flowing towards the diary.
Harry's eyes lit up, and he opened the diary to see the ink being absorbed into it.
This reminded Harry of something, he hurriedly took out his pen and wrote a line on the blank page of the diary.
"My name is Harry Potter."
Looking at the diary anxiously.
After less than three seconds, the line began to be absorbed by the paper.
Then oozes on the paper some words that Harry never wrote.
"Hello, Harry Potter."
"My name is Tom Riddle, how did you find my diary?"
This miraculous scene made Harry's eyes widen. After the writing disappeared, Harry hurriedly wrote a sentence.
"Found in the corner of the trophy room."
"Fortunately, I used a more permanent method than ink to record my past. That person has always wanted to find me."
that person?
Harry's heart was beating so fast that he felt like he was about to grasp the truth.
"What do you mean?" He trembled with excitement as he scribbled this sentence on the paper.
The ink was quickly absorbed, and a line of words resurfaced.
"This diary contains some terrible truths, some truths that have been covered up, and some people don't want others to see it."
Harry took deep breaths as if he had just finished a run. He tried to calm down, and his intuition told him that this time he had found the truth about the Chamber of Secrets.
He wrote this sentence on the paper: "Do you know anything about the Chamber of Secrets?"
"The secret room? Has it opened again, that terrible monster, when I was in the fifth grade, the secret room was opened, and the monster inside attacked several students..."
There was no concealment in the diary. Harry already knew it was a basilisk, and he quickly wrote on the paper to respond to Riddle.
He looks like a good student who studies hard, but the more he looks at it, the more frightened he becomes.
Tom Riddle knew the Chamber of Secrets and its dangers.
Harry was one step away from the truth.
He wrote on the paper: "Do you know who the murderer is?"
"Rubus Hagrid, he is a giant half-breed, discriminated against by the students, in order to make himself valued, he deliberately released monsters."
This line made Harry feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
He felt a little out of breath, stabilized his trembling right hand with his left hand, and wrote with difficulty: "It's okay if it's not pure blood?"
"The heir of Slytherin picks only the good and the evil."
Everything is rounded off.
Harry leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the diary.
John Wick, Muggle-born wizard, the bottom of Slytherin.
In order to make himself respected, he opened the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets and used the basilisk inside to establish his prestige.
"Why did you become like this, John."
Harry spoke sadly, regretting his friend's turn sour, and at the same time a thought popped into his mind.
I want to stop John, and I can't let him go wrong.
Like Tom Riddle stopping Hagrid.
Harry didn't realize that he even had doubts about Hagrid.
If it were him in the past, he would definitely not be like this. At most, he suspects that Hagrid opened it unintentionally.
But now, not only did he not feel that something was wrong, on the contrary, he affirmed the idea.
And in the diary, a young Tom Riddle smiles irrepressibly.
He held the same diary as Harry in his hand, took out a pen and wrote on it.
"I know where the entrance to the secret chamber is. If the secret chamber opens again, I hope you can stop it."
Seeing where the Chamber of Secrets was, Harry's eyes lit up. He seemed to see himself stopping John, becoming a school hero and shaking Dumbledore's hand.
"I will," Harry wrote firmly.
...
"Harry boy, where have you been these days?"
John blocked people after class, but Harry ran away.
He was a little helpless, and he didn't know what was wrong with Harry, and he had never seen him so busy.
John didn't think that Harry was hiding from him on purpose, after all, he and Harry had a good relationship.
He heard Hermione's footsteps stepping on the floor vigorously, and asked with some doubts: "Hermione, have you found Harry?"
"He must be excellent."
Staring at the list of male student council presidents, Harry said this sentence.
He felt that this person might be as good as John, otherwise he wouldn't get these rewards.
Suddenly, as if being guided by someone, he turned his head and looked towards the corner.
The old diary looks inconspicuous, and it is almost the same color as the ground in the corner.
"TM Riddle... Tom Riddle!"
Harry noticed the diary and opened the faded cover. On the first page was a name.
When Harry saw the name, he instantly remembered what John had said.
He didn't know if this was the Riddle John was looking for, but he knew now to take the diary back.
hall.
Harry went back and forth, and Hermione saw him and urged him to do his homework.
Harry nodded absently, and waited until they were almost gone before he mysteriously took out the diary.
"What's this? It looks old."
After the things were taken out, Ron complained.
"You're quite right Ron, it's very old, at least fifty years old."
Hermione noticed the faded date on it, turned the diary over and opened it, and saw the words written on it.
"TM Riddle? Who is this?"
"Wait a minute, I know the name..."
Ron recalled the medal he had wiped dozens of times, and was about to speak when Harry cut him off impatiently.
"None of it matters, John seems to be looking for it."
"What?" Hermione was taken aback, she thought it belonged to John, and said, "We have to give it back to John,"
"No, no, Hermione, you heard me."
After stopping Hermione who wanted to hand it back to John, Harry told what he saw in the trophy room.
"Ron, do you remember that Malfoy said that the Chamber of Secrets was opened 50 years ago."
He turned to look at Ron, and Ron remembered it when he thought about it.
"Perhaps Riddle was awarded the medal for discovering the opened chamber 50 years ago."
Harry said in a low voice, excitement on his face.
Hermione hesitated, she whispered: "It's so important, why don't we give it to John."
"Please Hermione, don't always be John John, John!"
Hearing that name again, Harry was inexplicably annoyed. He snatched back the diary and said, "He's Slytherin, we're Gryffindor, why do we always listen to him?"
After finishing speaking, Harry looked at the two people who were a little stunned, and he said, "We can investigate by ourselves. If we investigate it one step ahead, we will be the heroes of Hogwarts."
Seeing what Hermione wanted to say, Harry said impatiently, "Don't forget, John may also be the heir of Slytherin."
This made Hermione shut up.
The three tried to decipher the secret in the diary, but unfortunately, there was nothing written in the diary.
It's like someone sent this diary for Christmas, and the owner just forgot where it was.
They studied it for a while, and Hermione felt that occult magic was used on it, and it would be useless to use a wand to make it visible.
The next day, Harry took the diary and flipped through the pages.
It was blank, nothing.
Hermione felt that they should start with the medals, and the three little ones went to the trophy showroom again, but found nothing.
A few days passed, and the diary was in Harry's hand.
He was flipping through the library boredly that day, and Hermione ran over and asked, "Harry, John has been looking for you several times."
"Sorry Hermione, I don't really feel like seeing John these days."
Harry rested his cheek with one hand indifferently, flipping through the diary with the other.
This made Hermione think that Harry was crazy, she was like a raging lion, and said loudly: "Don't do this thing again!"
An angry Hermione grabbed the diary and threw it out, hitting the ink bottle on the table, Harry was shocked.
"I really don't know why you act like a curse."
Hermione got angry, she turned and left the library.
Ms. Pince opened her mouth, and wanted to tell Hermione to get out, but the other party left first.
Harry didn't know whether to chase Hermione or save the diary first, he hesitated again and again, but he still came to the diary.
This time, he found out that something was wrong.
The ink that should have flowed onto the desktop is now flowing towards the diary.
Harry's eyes lit up, and he opened the diary to see the ink being absorbed into it.
This reminded Harry of something, he hurriedly took out his pen and wrote a line on the blank page of the diary.
"My name is Harry Potter."
Looking at the diary anxiously.
After less than three seconds, the line began to be absorbed by the paper.
Then oozes on the paper some words that Harry never wrote.
"Hello, Harry Potter."
"My name is Tom Riddle, how did you find my diary?"
This miraculous scene made Harry's eyes widen. After the writing disappeared, Harry hurriedly wrote a sentence.
"Found in the corner of the trophy room."
"Fortunately, I used a more permanent method than ink to record my past. That person has always wanted to find me."
that person?
Harry's heart was beating so fast that he felt like he was about to grasp the truth.
"What do you mean?" He trembled with excitement as he scribbled this sentence on the paper.
The ink was quickly absorbed, and a line of words resurfaced.
"This diary contains some terrible truths, some truths that have been covered up, and some people don't want others to see it."
Harry took deep breaths as if he had just finished a run. He tried to calm down, and his intuition told him that this time he had found the truth about the Chamber of Secrets.
He wrote this sentence on the paper: "Do you know anything about the Chamber of Secrets?"
"The secret room? Has it opened again, that terrible monster, when I was in the fifth grade, the secret room was opened, and the monster inside attacked several students..."
There was no concealment in the diary. Harry already knew it was a basilisk, and he quickly wrote on the paper to respond to Riddle.
He looks like a good student who studies hard, but the more he looks at it, the more frightened he becomes.
Tom Riddle knew the Chamber of Secrets and its dangers.
Harry was one step away from the truth.
He wrote on the paper: "Do you know who the murderer is?"
"Rubus Hagrid, he is a giant half-breed, discriminated against by the students, in order to make himself valued, he deliberately released monsters."
This line made Harry feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
He felt a little out of breath, stabilized his trembling right hand with his left hand, and wrote with difficulty: "It's okay if it's not pure blood?"
"The heir of Slytherin picks only the good and the evil."
Everything is rounded off.
Harry leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the diary.
John Wick, Muggle-born wizard, the bottom of Slytherin.
In order to make himself respected, he opened the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets and used the basilisk inside to establish his prestige.
"Why did you become like this, John."
Harry spoke sadly, regretting his friend's turn sour, and at the same time a thought popped into his mind.
I want to stop John, and I can't let him go wrong.
Like Tom Riddle stopping Hagrid.
Harry didn't realize that he even had doubts about Hagrid.
If it were him in the past, he would definitely not be like this. At most, he suspects that Hagrid opened it unintentionally.
But now, not only did he not feel that something was wrong, on the contrary, he affirmed the idea.
And in the diary, a young Tom Riddle smiles irrepressibly.
He held the same diary as Harry in his hand, took out a pen and wrote on it.
"I know where the entrance to the secret chamber is. If the secret chamber opens again, I hope you can stop it."
Seeing where the Chamber of Secrets was, Harry's eyes lit up. He seemed to see himself stopping John, becoming a school hero and shaking Dumbledore's hand.
"I will," Harry wrote firmly.
...
"Harry boy, where have you been these days?"
John blocked people after class, but Harry ran away.
He was a little helpless, and he didn't know what was wrong with Harry, and he had never seen him so busy.
John didn't think that Harry was hiding from him on purpose, after all, he and Harry had a good relationship.
He heard Hermione's footsteps stepping on the floor vigorously, and asked with some doubts: "Hermione, have you found Harry?"
