HP Approaches the Magic World

"How could it be dangerous?"

"You'll be surprised," Ron said, looking at the book with some fear. "My dad told me that one of the books confiscated by the Ministry of Magic will burn your eyes out.

Anyone who has read the book "The Wizard's Sonnets" will only be able to speak in five-line limericks for the rest of his life.

An old wizard from Bath had a book that you could never put down! You hid your face in the book wherever you went, and had to learn to do everything with one hand.

besides--"

"Okay, I understand."

Harry interrupted him and looked at the ground again. The small book was lying on the floor, wet and blurry.

"But we won't know until we see it."

He said, lowering his head and walking around Ron, picking the book up from the floor.

Harry could tell at a glance that this was a diary. The faded date on the cover showed that it was from fifty years ago. He eagerly opened it. On the first page, he could only make out a diary written in blurry ink.

Written name: Tom Riddle.

"Wait a minute."

Ron said: "I knew the name...Riddle received the Special Contribution to the School Award fifty years ago."

He cautiously came forward and looked at the diary from behind Harry.

"How did you know?"

Harry asked in surprise.

"Because Filch punished me with detention in school and asked me to polish his medals, I polished them about fifty times."

Ron said angrily, "I got slugs on them when I burped the other day, and I had to wipe them off. If you spend a whole hour wiping the mucus off a name, you'll remember that name too."

Harry tore open the damp pages, and found that each page was completely blank, without any trace of writing, not even the words "Aunt Mabel's birthday" or "Dentist at 3:30".

"He didn't write a word."

Harry said disappointedly, looking as if he expected to find something.

"I don't understand why anyone would throw it away."

Ron said curiously: "There must be a reason."

Harry turned to the back cover and saw printed on it the name of a newsagent in Vauxhall Road, London.

"Riddle must be a Muggle," Harry said thoughtfully, "that's why he bought the diary on Vauxhall Road..."

"Well, it's not of much use to you anyway."

Ron said, lowering his voice, "If you can hit Myrtle's nose with it, you'll get fifty points."

However, Harry put the diary into his pocket and said nothing.

…

These contents were delivered to Dumbledore's desk as soon as possible, and then passed on to Stephen and Lockhart. Lockhart ran over to find Snape as soon as he finished reading them.

"Then let me tell you, if Mr. Potter inherited anything that can be regarded as an advantage from his annoying father, it is this kind of courage that has no source or basis."

Snape made no secret of his disdain. He was preparing a potion for Jon, especially a snake blood potion. This kind of potion would be extremely poisonous if it was mistaken, so Jon finally chose to let him do it.

Fortunately, the most difficult potions have been prepared now, leaving only some less difficult ones. Even if Snape is slightly distracted, it doesn't matter: "I know very well what happened back then. The basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets naturally

Riddle was the one who released it, and was later blamed on Hagrid.

There is no way, who makes Hagrid always look so stupid and become Riddle's target so easily."

Lockhart listened quietly to Snape talking about these things. He naturally knew who Riddle was. Since they could not mention Voldemort's name directly, they chose to use Riddle instead.

"That diary should have very powerful magic, right? I heard from Jon that they seemed to have discovered this diary before, and it was put into Ginny Weasley's book by Mr. Malfoy, and at that time I

At the book signing held.”

"That thing is not just a matter of possessing magical power. It is Riddle's Horcrux. It contains powerful power to enchant people's hearts. It can absorb other people's souls and maintain its own survival. To put it simply, that thing uses the power to absorb other people's souls.

Soul power, in exchange for the separation of your own soul and the black magic that will not be harmed, is a very powerful black magic. As a professor of the Defense Against Dark Arts course, why don't you even know this?"

"Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts doesn't necessarily need to know about Horcruxes. Besides, it's not like you don't know. I'm a parallel importer, but I think according to the original agreement, our story will happen soon."

"Are you talking about the one that Jon decided before? With all due respect, I think it is unlikely to be realized."

Snape rarely restrained himself: "Our Mr. Potter, he is obviously a little stupid, and it is difficult to find the connection between all these. What is even more tragic is that his good friend Miss Hermione Granger

, he collapsed in the hospital because of the careless use of Polyjuice Potion."

"Of course, I also specially sent her a greeting card."

Lockhart said calmly: "To be honest, I am vaguely looking forward to sending Harry to the Chamber of Secrets myself. Even if it is just a show, you are very exciting."

"You didn't come here just to talk about this, right? I believe there must be a reason why Dumbledore gave you the things."

"Oh, indeed." Lockhart said: "Because it is difficult for our Mr. Potter to discover the secret, so we need potions to make Miss Granger recover as soon as possible and return to their camp.

Professor Plaut has been delaying the process and not ripening the mandrake, so I know there will be no problem if you just give her a potion to dispel it."

"There's no need to prepare it casually. You go to the second floor of the grid on the left and find a small bottle. It contains a mixed yellow liquid, which is a magic potion to relieve deformation. It only has some side effects. Do you really want to use it?

?”

"Don't worry, even without this magic potion, she will recover after a while, but she will not recover so quickly. During this period, our school nurse's wife has provided Miss Granger with a lot of medicine to replenish her body. I believe

This side effect shouldn’t be a big problem.”

"You are really different from the legend. I thought you would be moved by your female fans."

"Oh, that's me in the past. I won't talk about it anymore. I'm leaving first." Lockhart took the potion in his hand: "I'm afraid the Ministry of Magic will send someone over soon, and there will be something good in the school again."

Watched it."