Harry Potter and the Burnt Badger

"What did Professor McGonagall say?"

"Professor McGonagall said this is not something I should inquire about."

"Professors at school are always like this. They all think it's best not to let you come into contact with any dangers, right Daniel, but in fact, I can guarantee that there are many things in Hogwarts Castle. Professors They don’t know as much as the students. Let me tell you, since they can’t eliminate all dangers, they shouldn’t hide everything.”

"You're absolutely right, Riddle. I'm going to show this to Professor McGonagall. Can you keep the handwriting longer?"

This time, Moon waited for nearly five seconds before receiving a reply from the diary.

"Unfortunately, I can't control how quickly my notes disappear."

"That's such a pity. I'll bring a camera to chat with you tomorrow, so that if I see any words that make sense, I can take pictures of them and show them to others." Moon was writing in a hurry on the paper. It was written above, and a simple smiley face was drawn at the end of the sentence. Of course, the drawing was a bit ugly.

"Of course, I think you can really try this."

"Haha." Seeing that the topic was about to fall into the empty space, Moon calmly took a sip of the violet water in the cup, leaving an onomatopoeia of laughter on the paper.

The conversation is going to die, where is Mr. Riddle, please help, please help.

Facts have proved that Mr. Riddle never disappoints, and soon, new words appeared on the diary: "So, Daniel, it seems that I haven't had time to ask you what grade you are in, right?"

"I'm in fourth grade and will take the OWLs exam next year. I don't know if I can pass it. Anyway, I don't think there is much hope."

"Why? Apart from Transfiguration, do you have poor grades in other subjects?"

"Of course, I learned almost no subjects well. Except for Transfiguration, I was very poor at Charms, Potions, and Herbology. The only subject I learned reasonably well was the History of Magic. But, actually, Even if the results are good, it probably means nothing. After all, who knows if Hogwarts can continue to open until next year?"

"Huh?" The handwriting on the diary began to become slightly messy again. Obviously, Moon's words had a great effect.

"Didn't I say that I have no hope for my OWLs? In fact, it is not only because of my poor grades, but also because of several accidents that have happened in the school recently. Frankly speaking, I think they were not accidents, but premeditated. Targeted attack. Alas, it would be great if the person who got tricked was Lockhart. I really hope I never see him again in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the future. You don’t know..."

It was considered difficult for the diary. It read almost 2 minutes of 'Daniel' complaining that Gilderoy Lockhart was a bombastic hypocrite. It was not until 2 minutes later that 'Daniel' finally ended his complaint, and then it He responded to Moon for a few words, and then asked casually: "You just said... that there have been several accidents at Hogwarts recently?"

Chapter 28 Old things

On this gloomy night, Tom Riddle's Horcrux fell into intense self-doubt for the first time in his life.

Isn't it the heir of Salazar Slytherin?Isn't it its mission to open the secret chamber and release the basilisk?

As a Horcrux and shouldering such a vital and great mission, it certainly has some abilities similar to Legilimency, so it can easily discover that 'Daniel' who is talking to it is not deceiving. it.

So...why was the secret room opened?Why did the basilisk escape?It should have been separated from the girl named Susan Bones, a relative of the current Minister of Magic, for only a day or two!Susan never mentioned this to her!

As Voldemort's Horcrux, Tom Riddle's diary should naturally inherit Voldemort's good character - it will not doubt itself.

Its perception of time couldn't be wrong, and its perception of Daniel couldn't be wrong either.

So where is the problem?

Feeling the news delivered by 'Daniel', he said, "Yes, there were several accidents. Two Muggle wizards died, and several people were inexplicably petrified. No one knew what happened. It’s scary anyway, everyone says Hogwarts will close soon.”

The diary was deeply confused.

There's a problem, there's a big problem, something must be wrong.

A few seconds later, Moon looked at the diary with a smile and replied with a flourish of handwriting: "Have you heard of the 'Secret Room'?"

He held the teacup in both hands and while warming himself with the warm tea, he controlled the shorthand quill that Violet had given him before and wrote quickly in the diary, "Secret room? What secret room? Like the one in school?" Is it the same as the dungeon?”

"No, it's the legendary 'Chamber of Secrets', the secret room left by Salazar Slytherin, the founder of Slytherin House."

"Is there such a thing? You won't lie to me, will you?"

"Of course, I won't lie to you, Daniel, you are my only friend now - the reason why I mentioned the secret room is because the thing you said happened many years ago, and some people were attacked. There was even a person who was killed by the monster in the Chamber of Secrets. I was still at Hogwarts at the time, and Albus Dumbledore had not yet become the headmaster. At that time, Hogwarts was almost closed. crisis."

"Wow, cool." Moon said softly. He didn't expect that this lie could actually make the diary lose its composure, so that it was so chaotic that he caught him. "But...how did you know that Professor Dumbledore is now the principal?" Yes? I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned this to you."

The diary immediately replied: "Of course someone told me. Before you, I had another friend who also picked up this diary."

"Awesome, can you tell me his name?"

The diary paused for a while, probably trying to figure out a name - obviously, it couldn't say 'Susan Bones', although it did learn about Albus through Susan. Dumbledore is still serving as the principal of Hogwarts, but after all, he just said that he has not spoken to anyone for many years. Although he did not say it to death, the name obviously cannot be compared with 'Daniel' The school hours are too close together. [Note 1]

However, in the end, the answer given by the diary still disappointed Moon: "I'm sorry, I can't tell you this, just like you probably don't want me to reveal your secret if I am picked up by others in the future." Let it out, right?"

It seems that the diary still retains a certain degree of caution. If a name is made up now, it may be easier to expose.

Moon scratched the tip of his itchy nose and replied: "You are right, Tom, I can call you that. After all, you have always called me Daniel. So, you want to tell me , are there so many accidents this time because the secret room in Hogwarts was opened?"

"Yes, I'm almost certain of that."

"why?"

"Because I was the first to discover the person who opened the secret room and stopped it all. However, the school did not admit it to the outside world. They gave me a beautiful, shiny golden medal with inscriptions on it, and claimed that the person who was the one who opened the secret room was The girl killed by the monster actually died in an accident. Perhaps it is because of this that you now know nothing about the secret room, the monster in the secret room and what it has done. It is also because of this that the secret room opened The people in the secret room will still be at large, and the monster will still be living well in that secret room."

The diary answered decisively, and probably because it was worried that 'Daniel' would ask some outrageous questions again, it immediately said: "If you are curious, I can take you over to have a look."

"Look at it?" Moon put down the tea cup and moved his shoulders a little. "What do you think?"

"Using my memory, I can bring you in."

At this moment, the diary's heart was lifted. It was afraid that 'Daniel' would say "Sorry, not interested" back to it.

Fortunately, this time 'Daniel' was finally a little more normal. Within two seconds, it saw 'Daniel' writing "Cool! Come on!"

As if a strong wind suddenly blew over, the pages in the diary were flipped over, and finally stopped on one of the pages - the writing began to emerge. Moon took a quick glance and found that there It says "June [-]th".

The next moment, the place where the date was written suddenly turned into something like a TV screen, and the range expanded little by little, and the figures inside became clearer and clearer.Then, a burst of suction suddenly came out from inside.

Moon did not fight against the suction force, but leaned forward.So, the moment he touched the diary, he fell in, and his body seemed to be suddenly suspended in the air at this moment.

There were flying and rotating colorful lights, shadows and colors everywhere. After an unknown amount of time, Moon finally felt his feet landing on the ground. He stabilized his body and looked around - everything became abnormal. Become clear.

This is a round room that looks familiar. In the past few years, Moon has come here many times to chat with Professor Dumbledore (quarrel ×).

It's just that the person sitting behind the desk right now is not Albus Dumbledore, but an old and thin old man with only a few scattered hairs on his bald head. Calling it "Mediterranean" is a bit insulting to the Mediterranean. "Savanna" might be a more appropriate way to describe it.

The old man was currently browsing the letter with the help of candlelight. Moon stepped behind the old man and looked at the contents of the letter.

[To the distinguished Professor Armando Dippet:

If possible, I would like to apply to stay at Hogwarts during the summer vacation - for this purpose, I can do some chores and clean up the castle, classrooms and empty rooms. I hope to get your permission.

Tom Riddle. ]

Professor Dippet frowned slightly because of the content of the letter. After a while, he sighed, folded the letter, and then walked straight to the window and opened the curtains.

The sunset outside was beautiful, but as Moon looked around here, he always felt a bit cold, as if something was missing.

If we could fill in a shelf here and add a phoenix, it would be great.

There was a sudden knock on the office door, and Professor Dippet answered the door with a weak voice. Then, a handsome boy about 16 years old walked in, wearing a Slytherin prefect badge on his chest. .

The boy took off the pointed hat on his head, revealing the thick black hair underneath, and also showed a somewhat nervous expression.

"Ah, Riddle." Professor Dippet nodded slightly to the boy, "Sit down."

"Do you want to see me? Professor Dippet." Tom Riddle sat down opposite Professor Dippet anxiously.

"Yes, Tom, in fact, I have been reading the letter you gave me."

"Ah." Riddle responded, clasping his hands tightly together but saying nothing, obviously waiting for Professor Dippet's final answer.

"My dear child," Dippet said kindly, "I can't let you stay at school for the summer vacation, and I think you would rather go home for the summer vacation, right?"

"No" Riddle said immediately: "I would rather stay at Hogwarts than go to that...that..."

His expression looked like he was struggling, as if the word was very difficult to say.

"You - ah, sorry, you should live in a Muggle orphanage, right?" Dippet asked curiously.

"Yes, sir." Riddle's face turned red when he admitted this.

"Are you a Muggle?"

"Mixed, sir," Riddle said, "Muggle father and witch mother."

"Your parents both—"

"My mother died just after giving birth to me, sir. People at the orphanage told me that she only had time to give me a name before she died: Tom, after my father."

Dippet smacked his tongue in sympathy, then sighed and said, "Here's the thing, Tom, we originally wanted to make some special arrangements for you, but under the current circumstances..."

"Are you referring to all these attacks, sir?" Riddle asked immediately, and his originally dim eyes lit up, as if he suddenly caught hope.

"Yes, dear child, you see, it would be foolish of me to allow you to stay in the castle after the term is over. After all, that tragedy happened just recently... that poor little girl... alas, I figured being in an orphanage would at least keep you safer. And, let's be honest, the Ministry of Magic is even talking about closing the school. But we don't even have the slightest idea of... oh, the root of all these unfortunate events. I don’t even have a clue.”

Riddle's eyes opened wider, and Moon could tell that he was obviously suppressing his excitement. "Sir - if that person is caught...if everything stops..."

"What do you mean?" Professor Dippet's voice suddenly rose to the point where it became a bit harsh. He suddenly stood up from his chair and asked loudly: "Riddle! Do you have any involvement in these attacks?" What do you know?"

"No, sir." Riddle replied quickly and lowered his head.But there is no doubt that the light in his eyes has not dimmed.

Professor Dippet fell back into his seat in disappointment. "You can go, Tom."

Riddle didn't say anything more, he just stood up and walked out of the room with heavy steps.

What followed was a long walk. During this period, when he just left the principal's office, Riddle hesitated for a moment, probably thinking about something, but he quickly made up his mind and continued walking.They didn't see anyone the whole way.

When they arrived at the foyer, a tall wizard with long flowing auburn hair and a beard appeared on the marble stairs, and took the initiative to greet Riddle: "What are you doing, Tom, wandering around so late? "

Moon finally met an acquaintance - Albus Dumbledore. Of course, this was the younger version. He looked not as kind and kind as the current Professor Dumbledore, but a little more determined.

"I just went to see the principal, sir," Riddle explained.

"Well, then go back to bed." Professor Dumbledore stared at Riddle with that penetrating gaze. "It's best not to wander in the corridors these days, after all... Oh, forget it, good night, Tom .”

Riddle and Moon watched Professor Dumbledore walk out of sight from the other side, and then quickly took steps towards the ground.

Next, Riddle took Moon all the way to the Potions classroom, and then hid in it, looking into the corridor through the crack of the door that was only opened a little, motionless - and remained so for a long time. , so long that Moon wished he could have a remote control in his hand and press the fast forward button a few times.

It wasn't until a while later that there was finally movement outside the door. It sounded like someone was walking quietly in the passage.

Riddle was still waiting, waiting until the person walked through the classroom, then quietly walked out of the classroom sideways and followed the person's pace.

A few minutes later, the footsteps walking in front suddenly stopped, and Moon and Riddle stopped simultaneously.

"Creak -" First there was the sound of an old hinge, and then someone spoke in a low voice with a hoarse voice - although he was much younger than Professor Dumbledore, from that generous voice, Mu En still recognized that the person speaking should be Hagrid.

"Come... come out... come up here... come to the box..."

There is no doubt that Hagrid was teasing his pet, the big spider Aragog who now "honestly" lives in the Forbidden Forest.If it hadn't been for the arrival of Munn, that thing would have let its descendants chase Harry and Ron after a while, and Hagrid still thinks his Aragog is a good baby, just like 50 years ago today generally.

Just as Moon was helplessly pondering Hagrid's misconceptions, Riddle suddenly rushed out from behind the corner and ran directly out of the room with the door open.From Riddle's side, Moon could clearly see Hagrid, who was still surprisingly big despite being young, squatting not far from the door of the room, with a huge box in front of him.

Even though he hadn't seen Aragog at this moment, just judging from the size of the box, Moon felt that the guy inside should be enough to scare Ron half to death - or completely scare him to death.

"Good evening, Rubeus." Riddle's expression became extremely stern, like a righteous messenger of justice.

Hagrid slammed the door shut and stood up. "What are you doing here, Tom?"

Riddle stared at Hagrid, and quickly moved forward and got closer. "It's over, Rubeus. I have to report you. You know, if the attacks don't stop, the people from the Ministry of Magic will order Hagrid to do so." Gwarts is closed.”

"What did you say—"

"I know you didn't mean to kill anyone!" Riddle interrupted Hagrid directly. "But a monster is not an ideal pet, is it? I guess you just want it to come out and move around."

"It never killed anyone!" Hagrid took two steps back and blocked the door with his body.

"Rubber!" Riddle stepped forward again and shouted: "The dead girl's parents will be here tomorrow. Hogwarts can at least ensure that the guy who brutally murdered their daughter is killed! "

"It's not it!" Hagrid also yelled, his voice echoing over and over again in the dark passage, "It won't! Never!"

"Get out of the way." Riddle narrowed his eyes, stopped talking, and directly pulled out the wand——

His spell created a bright fire that even lit up the entire corridor.The door that was held down by Hagrid suddenly flew open, and the huge force knocked Hagrid directly against the opposite wall.

And as the door popped open, a huge figure was revealed: a short body covered with long hair, black legs kneaded into a ball, many shining eyes, and two knives as sharp as Pincers... Moon swore that these things were much more abstract than ordinary spiders.

He was going to take back his comment that Ron would be scared to death.

Riddle raised his wand again, but Aragog, who was running away in a hurry, was so fast that he knocked Riddle to the ground, then quickly ran through the corridor and disappeared into the darkness.

So, Riddle stumbled to his feet again and raised his wand, but Hagrid, who had already recovered, rushed towards him.

The crushing size gave Hagrid a huge advantage. He grabbed Riddle's wand and knocked Riddle to the ground with a punch.It's a pity that although he won the battle, Hagrid still shouted with a sad face: "No--"

The last scene that Moon saw was Hagrid's extremely heartbroken look facing the darkness where Aragog disappeared.

Chapter 29 Hagrid’s “Trial”

What should I say, this diary has a very big heart.

Although this memory is most likely true - generally speaking, even a master of memory manipulation will leave some obvious traces if he wants to manipulate the memory. This is determined by the particularity of the memory itself. .In other words, what the diary showed him was either a real, unmodified memory, or a complete illusion.