Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

Ringo remembers it clearly.

Tom Riddle's diary is the most unique of Voldemort's Horcruxes.

——It can absorb the user's life force.

As it is absorbed, the Riddler inside will materialize, not only able to touch objects, but also use magic with the wand.

And according to his dictation.

When the life force of Ginny Weiss is drained, it will be reborn and become a real person - although it will most likely still be limited to the diary.

And now.

That's what Ringo was asking him.

Your old account is useless.

Want to delete the files and start over?

It just so happens that you still have an archive of your youth. Once you come back, you will not only inherit the legacy of the old account, but also have new and different ideas! As for whether you will feel sorry for the old account, please, you are equivalent to

The clone in the story, you think you are the old one, but the old one only sees you as a backup...

not to mention.

Once you admit that you are the true self, then the real Voldemort may not be killed - but with the Horcrux, he will not really die, but can be freed from the constraints.

The diary is lost in thought...

Fortunately.

Due to the combination of various factors, Riddle was almost fooled, and to be honest, Ringo's proposal did no harm to him.

So very quickly.

It replied: "I can indeed return to being a real person, but at least I need to deprive a person of all their life force."

"It'll be fine if you can recover." Ringo comforted him, "But I have to prepare here. After all... I'm only in the first grade, and in school, it's not easy to find someone to be sucked by you... Mr. Riddle, you don't usually suck.

My life force, right? I’m yours..."

Not finished yet.

The writing disappears.

Instead, there was Riddle's angry bold font: "Of course I know what you are, you bastard! Do you think I will harm you?"

"Haha, just kidding." Ringo made a smile, "Only here can I take a breath. You know, my relationship with you has been spread for a long time, so now outside... I only need one

When I go to the auditorium, those people will point fingers at me, and even the people in Slytherin are gradually rejecting me... Sigh."

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"Don't be sad, Ringo. All Slytherins are just outsiders. They only obey the strong. As long as you become stronger, or..."

"Or you reappear!"

"Yes, or if I reappear, everything will be fine."

"I hope..." Ringo still looked depressed, "I think I'm still too young. I need enough time to become stronger."

"That's right."

"Mr. Riddle, if you become a human, can I ask you a favor?" Ringo suddenly felt embarrassed.

"What's the rush?"

"It's just to announce to the outside that I don't have that kind of relationship with you, so that I can reduce Dumbledore's attention and gain enough precious growth time... I know this will make it difficult for you..."

"It's not difficult." Riddle comforted him, "Every powerful person must learn to hibernate first. My true self just doesn't understand this. Don't worry, Ringo, I won't be angry about this."

"That's good……"

When Ringo wrote this, he suddenly changed the topic: "Someone is coming, I have to go."

"Okay." Riddle replied.

next moment.

Ringo covered the notebook and put it back in its place in the storage ring. Then he turned to look at the bedroom door and waved his wand.

Katsa——

The door opened.

Malfoy poked his head in: "Shelby?"

"What's wrong?" Ringo removed the confusion spell, canceled the pillow transformation spell, and exposed himself to Malfoy. "What's the matter?"

"Dumbledore called you," Malfoy said. "People from the Ministry of Magic are also here. They seem to want to learn more about what happened that day. The password is honey grapefruit candy."

"Well, I'll go right away."

Ringo simply packed his things.

Just walked outside.

Malfoy seemed to want to go into the dormitory to rest. The two passed each other, but when they were going out, Ringo paused: "Draco."

Malfoy froze for a moment and turned his head: "Huh?"

"Have you contacted Sophie?"

Malfoy's face turned red: "..."

"It seems there is." Ringo smiled and said, "Just a reminder."

"What?"

"Valentine's Day is next week."

"I know..." Malfoy agreed subconsciously, but he quickly raised his voice, "What? Let's just say Valentine's Day. What does it have to do with me? Sophie and I are innocent..."

boom!

Ringo closed his doors and left.

Only this bad, cowardly, self-esteemed little guy was left to fight like a cat with a hairy fur, but he still secretly touched the heart-shaped letter under the bed, making sure that it had not been touched before he breathed a sigh of relief.

…

…

"Honey grapefruit candy."

Ringo walked into Dumbledore's office, where he met Principal Dumbledore, four deans, old acquaintance Scrimgeour, and a chubby middle-aged man wearing a pinstriped formal suit.

"Good afternoon, principal, professors, Mr. Scrimgeour and...this gentleman," Ringo greeted politely.

Dumbledore looked at him kindly: "How is your recovery going, Shelby? I'm sorry for disturbing your nap time."

"Already very energetic."

"That's good. The Ministry of Magic needs to know something about Voldemort from you." Professor McGonagall said.

But I just finished speaking.

The chubby middle-aged man in formal clothes said: "Just a dark wizard, Professor McGonagall, please pay attention to your wording."

"This is the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge." Scrimgeour introduced Ringo.

really……

Although Ringo guessed it was Fudge at first glance.

But heard the introduction.

There was still a look of surprise and admiration on his face: "Devil, Minister of Magic? I..."

"Don't be excited, kid." Fudge showed what he thought was a kind smile, "The matter has been investigated almost, and now we are just here to find out, well, an ordinary dark wizard who possessed Quirrell took away the Philosopher's Stone.

Is it right?"

"Yes, the Philosopher's Stone was taken away." Ringo nodded, but soon he wondered under the gaze of McGonagall and others, "Isn't it Voldemort? Why was it replaced by an ordinary dark wizard?"

"Fuck..."

The smile on Fudge's face disappeared. He wanted to pronounce the name "Voldemort", but he hesitated and changed the name: "The mysterious person has been dead for a long time. How could it be the mysterious person?"

"But..." Ringo scratched his head, "But he called himself Voldemort, and he even talked to Harry, saying that if it weren't for Harry, he wouldn't have become a bodyless person who could only lean over other people...

"

"Enough! He calls himself a mysterious man, is he a mysterious man? Don't think I haven't seen the photo." Fudge snorted, "He looks nothing like the mysterious man at all. Don't tell me that the soul is different from the body!"

"Fudge..." Dumbledore said, "Shelby is only a child, your tone is too harsh."

Fudge took a deep breath.

His expression softened a little.

He nodded: "I'm just being more rigorous in this matter that concerns the entire magical world, but it seems that this child has no concrete proof. In this case, it is just an ordinary dark wizard robbery, please Huo Huo

Gwartz, don’t publicize negative news to avoid causing panic... Of course, I will also order the tracing of the Philosopher’s Stone——"

"Fudge." Dumbledore looked at the minister with a complex expression, "It's understandable that you want to be rigorous, but if that person is really Voldemort, do you know what the consequences of your current behavior will be?"

"Of course I know, but unfortunately, there will not be the consequences you mentioned." Fudge sighed and looked at Dumbledore with some worry, "Dumbledore, I think you may need to rest for a while, you may be too

You only have such thoughts when you are busy... Please trust the judgment of the Ministry of Magic. The mysterious man has died long ago. We don't need to live in panic. The magical world needs happiness."

Say it.

He waved his hand at Scrimgeour: "Come on, Rufus, it's time to get married."

Fudge doesn't care about anyone else.

Walked out on his own.

But just before leaving the house, he turned around and looked at Ringo again, and said half warning and half threatening: "My child, honesty is the most precious quality. I hope you have it. Don't let me hear you talk nonsense just to gain attention.

May I?"

"Can."

Ringo nodded as if he was frightened: "Everything will go as you wish."