Promotion and salary increase start at Hogwarts

"Really? I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me."

Myrtle immediately shook off her negative mood and said good-bye to them cheerfully.

"Then let's meet again! I have to go take a look!"

After saying that, she got back into her toilet and some more water splashed out.

"Oh, that's disgusting."

Ron pouted and said.

"It's okay, Ron. This bathroom hasn't been used for a long time. It's very clean."

Luo Cheng replied.

At this time, Harry's attention had been focused on the black notebook. He took a step forward and wanted to pick it up, but Ron suddenly stretched out an arm and held him back.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Are you crazy?" Ron said, "It might be dangerous."

"Danger?" Harry said and laughed, "Stop talking nonsense, how can it be dangerous?"

"You'd be surprised," said Ron, looking at the book with fear.

"My dad told me that one of the books confiscated by the Ministry of Magic will burn your eyes out. Anyone who reads the book "The Wizard's Sonnets" will only be able to speak in limericks for the rest of their lives.

There was an old wizard in Bath who 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. And—"

"is this real?"

Harry turned to look at Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng nodded: "This is indeed the case. Some books in the magic world have been cast with some evil curses that are so ancient that they have been lost. Those curses have no cure like the Unforgivable Curse."

"Okay, I understand, but I don't think there's anything wrong with that black notebook. At least it shouldn't have that kind of curse on it."

Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows. He knew that this was the reaction between Voldemort's soul fragments in Harry's body and the soul fragments in the Horcrux. Because they came from the same source, Harry had an unusual intuition about the notebook. Otherwise, a second grader would

How can students be so courageous?

"And we won't know until we see it!"

He shook off Ron's hand, then stepped forward to pick the book up from the floor.

The faded date on the cover indicates that it is fifty years old.

Harry turned to the first page.

Ron couldn't help but closed his eyes, but Luo Cheng watched with interest as Harry flipped through the diary eagerly.

"Tom Riddle?"

Harry read the name on the first page. "Who is he?"

"Wait a minute."

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

He had already carefully moved forward, looking at the notebook from behind Harry.

"How did you know?" Harry asked in surprise.

"One time Filch made me stay in school for hard labor and asked me to polish his medals."

Ron said angrily, "He asked me to wipe it three times! I have an impression of every name on the medal."

"That would be interesting."

Luo Cheng said with a smile: "You may not know that the Dark Lord also studied at Hogwarts fifty years ago, and when he studied at Hogwarts, his name was not Voldemort, but Tom Riddle.

Am I right, Mr. Malfoy?"

"Professor Luo Cheng, you can actually discover me."

Draco Malfoy emerged from the air with a surprised look on his face. Harry and Ron were startled by his sudden appearance.

"You, why are you here?"

"Potter, this is the Disillusionment Curse. I have been following you just now."

Malfoy stretched out his right hand towards him: "Please give me the thing, Potter, it doesn't belong to you."