Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Kyle held a quill and stared at the diary for a long time, but did not open it.

He is hesitating...

The diary is Voldemort's first Horcrux, and to some extent, it is also the most special Horcrux.

Because among all of Voldemort's Horcruxes, only the soul in the diary can be resurrected without being separated from the body.

If conditions permit, the soul fragments attached to the diary can even directly absorb the life force of others and condense a body out of thin air.

Even the Albanian Voldemort couldn't achieve this incredible method of resurrection.

Otherwise, he would have sucked Quirrell dry last year, and there would be no need to steal any magic stones.

If the soul is regarded as a piece of pancake, perhaps the soul assigned to the diary is the largest piece, and it far exceeds Voldemort's body.

After all, this is your first cut. If you are not skilled, the cut will naturally become larger, or even cut in half.

This can also explain why Riddle has such a complete memory and the ability to talk to people... It can be said that, except that he cannot use magic spells, this diary is no different from Riddle in his student days.

This kind of integrity...maybe the correct way to open a Horcrux.

Kyle was suddenly curious about what the relationship between Riddle and Voldemort would be if he could be successfully resurrected.

Working together? Or fight to the death.

Kyle thinks the latter is more likely. Of course, it is also possible to cooperate first, and then decide on the ownership of the name "Voldemort" after Dumbledore and Harry are dealt with.

But no matter what, the two of them will not coexist forever.

After all, a person as proud as Voldemort would definitely not allow a second self to exist...even if they both have the same soul.

When Kyle came to his senses, he realized that he had been sitting in front of the diary for more than an hour.

He shook his head, put away the strange thoughts in his mind, and put down his quill at the same time.

When he was a student, Tom Riddle was undoubtedly a very good student. He was smart, good at winning people's hearts and disguising himself, and he also had a strong ability to observe words and colors, as well as keen insight.

Kyle remembered Dumbledore saying that he was one of the smartest students he had ever seen.

Before that, this sentence belonged to Tom Riddle...and at that time, there was no last "one".

Facing such an opponent, Kyle must be more cautious to ensure that no flaws are revealed.

At least he had to knit himself a "waistcoat" that could make Riddle relax his vigilance.

Kyle took out the box that Nicolas Flamel gave him and put the diary in it. Then he dug out a thick parchment book from the box under the bed.

There is a line of cursive calligraphy written in ink on the outside of the booklet. ♢

"The Mystery of Fear"

He had just copied this from the restricted book section before the holiday, and he never had time to look at it carefully.

Most of the descriptions above are about the research of black magic, but there are also some more practical things.

Among them is the advanced application of Occlumency...actively letting go of the brain and hiding only key thoughts and memories.

Snape should have used this method when he was an undercover agent among the Death Eaters.

If he had been carrying an empty head, he would have been discovered by Voldemort long ago.

Even Kyle can imagine the scene at that time...

"Hey, you kid actually hid your thoughts from me. If there is a problem, drag him out of Avada."

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Well...that's probably it.

Of course, if you want to reach Snape's level of proficiency, Kyle will definitely not be able to do it in a short time...it will take a lot of time to practice.

But it would be much easier if you just use it superficially to make your head look less empty.

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Three days later.

"Ron, is Kyle out again?"

Harry asked while cutting slices of bread on the dining table at the Burrow: "It seems like I haven't seen him since I came back from Diagon Alley."

"I don't know either." Ron shook his head. He was a little obsessed with Harry's Nimbus 2000 recently. He would go to the place where he played Quidditch whenever he had time every day. He really didn't pay attention to this.

"But Fred and George should know..."

"What?"

Fred, who had just come down from upstairs, heard Ron calling his name and couldn't help but ask: "What were you talking about just now?"

"Oh, I'm asking Kyle..." Harry said, "I haven't seen him recently. Did he go out again?"

Fred came to the table and started spreading marmalade on slices of bread. "Why do you suddenly ask this? Do you have anything to do with him?"

"It's Hermione." Harry said, "She really liked the automatic inkjet quill that Kyle gave to Ron, so she asked me to help ask if it was for sale."

"Sell, of course!"

George sat down next to Harry, took a brand new quill from his pocket and handed it over.

"I have to say that you are very discerning. Although this is our early work, it is quite popular. And the price is reasonable, only one Sickle."

"Early works?"

Harry looked at the quill in his hand in confusion... Didn't Kyle say that he made it at Nicolas Flamel's?

Did he remember it wrong?

However, this quill looks no different from Ron's... they both look like ordinary quills.

"You can try it." Fred said with a smile: "There is no charge for this one."

"Oh well."

Harry rummaged in his pocket for a moment and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper.

It was sent before the holidays. It was a notice about students not being able to use magic outside of school. He didn't even read it at the time and just stuffed it into his pocket. It just came in handy now.

Harry flattened the paper and picked up the quill under the expectant looks of Fred and George.

"puff!"

As soon as the pen tip touched the paper, a large ball of ink spurted out from the end of the quill, hitting him directly in the face.

Harry was stunned, holding the quill blankly, and his whole face was dyed the color of ink.

Fred and George were holding their stomachs and laughing, but within a second, Mrs. Weasley's angry voice came from behind them.

"Harry is a guest, how dare you...and did I ever say that you are not allowed to do such tricks at home!"

Fred and George turned their heads with difficulty.

Mrs. Weasley stood behind them, holding a spatula like a sword.

And this sword may fall on their heads at any time.

"Mom, I can explain." Fred said hurriedly: "This is what Harry wants!"

George nodded, "Yes, Harry wanted to buy one for his friend, so we took it out and let him try it out. Ron can also testify!"

Thanks to book friend FYZ331fot for the 1500 reward (three times super loud)