A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 131 Diary

After hearing what Owen said, Harry didn't continue to ask, but just stared at him silently.

His eyes are deep and thoughtful.

Owen smiled frankly. He didn't care whether Harry believed it or not, since the other party stopped talking, he believed him.

"I'll go back to the dormitory first." He looked at the armchair occupied by Harry with some reluctance, hugged Melet into his arms with resentful eyes, and walked towards the entrance of the dormitory aggrieved.

Act, you continue to act!Harry hugged his shoulders angrily, closed his eyes and raised his legs, as if he were a big guy.

Owen clicked his tongue, and walked back to the dormitory slowly.Under the bright silver and light green light, the playfulness in his eyes slowly subsided, his eyes became dark and cold like a black lake at night, and the expression on his face became deep and indifferent because of this.

He was sitting at the desk next to the bed, with his left hand clenched to support his side face, while his right hand was slowly stroking the table.

"So, Voldemort is still back at Hogwarts?" He tapped the table with his fingers lightly, and the sound of "tack" echoed monotonously in the dormitory, "He didn't find a place to hide and hurry up to resurrect, but What are you going to do to come to Hogwarts at the risk of being caught under Dumbledore's nose?"

"For Harry?" Owen thought differently, analyzing the other party's psychology.He didn't want to get involved in this mess, but he was curious about Voldemort's purpose and thoughts.Well, curiosity is always the biggest source of motivation for people.

If he was Voldemort's crowned Horcrux, his memory was frozen at the moment it was split.Having no relevant memory, after learning that he was defeated by a baby, he must be very curious about the secrets and powers in Harry.

He wouldn't know why he suddenly decided to kill a baby in the first place, after all, that prophecy was a secret that very few people knew.But it must be because he felt the threat that he could do it himself, a threat that might kill him, and the facts did prove this-Voldemort died, but Harry was unscathed.

He will definitely want to test Harry's depth, and find a way to solve this threat... But all of this must be after the resurrection!
But judging from Ron Weasley's inconsistent performance, Voldemort is clearly not fully resurrected.Even if he was confident that Dumbledore didn't know about the Horcruxes, it would be extremely unwise to rashly appear at Hogwarts, where Dumbledore took care of him.With this skill, wouldn't it be good for him to instruct Peter Pettigrew to resurrect himself first?
Of course, Voldemort's thoughts may not be measured by the way of normal people's thinking, but splitting the soul should only make people more and more distorted and paranoid, rather than splitting the IQ!

"Uh, maybe he really just wants to go back to this place that has special meaning to him?" Owen made an in-depth analysis from a psychological point of view.

For Voldemort, Hogwarts is actually a place of great significance, and Dumbledore is his greatest enemy.Maybe he'd be happy to swagger back to school, revive and finish Harry right under Dumbledore's nose, so that he'd win the round and be able to gloat over Dumbledore's rage, remorse, and powerlessness...

Just like many criminal suspects like to return to the scene of the crime under the nose of the police after committing a crime, I have to say that there is a part of provocative psychology in it.

"No, maybe that's not the most important reason..." Owen suddenly shook his head, "What if Hogwarts has something worthy of his pursuit?"

That would explain why he sent Peter Pettigrew to Hogwarts, because he needed a helper.This assistant is not only going to help him cover, help him deal with Harry, but also do other things for him?

"What could it be?" He closed his eyes and tapped his fingers on the table, "There is still a lack of information..."

"Then change the question, where is that crown?" Owen opened his eyes, writing and drawing on the parchment with a quill.

"Since Voldemort has not completely controlled Ron Weasley, it is very likely that the crown will not be too far away from him, or even on him?" He squinted and thought, "But the abnormality of the rest of the Weasley family And why? Could it be that Voldemort can control several people at the same time? Or, the Imperius Curse?"

However, judging from the way the Weasley twins behaved that day in the Room of Requirement, it didn't look like they were under the Imperius Curse.People controlled by the Imperius Curse will only do things according to the orders of the caster, and will not reveal so much information to Owen, and even give him advice to keep him away from the crown.

"It is said that Ravenclaw's crown has the magical power of increasing wisdom. Maybe after being made into a Horcrux, it has some kind of ability to influence other people's minds?" Owen drew a picture on the paper, "But this is just a guess, the truth It might be wrong."

"There are not many people who have touched the crown, but there are also many..." He wrote down a few names on the paper.

First, the Weasley twins found the diadem in the Room of Requirement and brought it out.They kept the diadem in their hands for some time, and it is hard to say whether they ever wore it or not.

During this time, they put the crown on Ron Weasley's head.Poor fellow, apparently Voldemort was able to control him from time to time, and it was probably during this time that the anomaly of the mouse was discovered.

Next, the diadem was sold to Ravenclaw prefect Penelope Clearwater, brokered by Percy Weasley, who was courting her.Clearwater, who bought the crown, will most likely try to wear it to verify its authenticity, and Percy, who has also been exposed to the crown... It's hard to say whether he has tried it.

In the end, the diadem disappeared in Clearwater's hands.But there are only a few people who know about it, and there is a high probability that the crown is still circulating in their hands. As for whether it has been obtained by others during this process, Owen has no way of knowing.

"Speaking of which, this Horcrux was made during Voldemort's peak period, and Ravenclaw's crown itself is a powerful magic item. This Horcrux must be much stronger than the diary." Owen thought, "The original In the plot, it took nearly a year for the diary to completely control Ginny and was close to being resurrected, so how long will this crown take?"

It's been almost two and a half months since the crown was discovered, how much time is left?

"However, what is the resurrection of a Horcrux? Can a body really be born from nothing?" Owen suddenly thought, "If not, then does Voldemort still need to find a way to create a body, such as Do the same as in the original book, plot Harry's power, want to use his blood?"

"So, if one of the horcruxes is resurrected, what about the main soul? Will there be two Voldemorts in this world? No one would want another self to appear in the world. Will they kill each other?"

"If you start from this direction, it doesn't seem difficult to guess Voldemort's purpose of returning to Hogwarts at this time." Owen pursed his lips, looked at his suitcase, his eyes brightened faintly.

"Horcruxes... still know too little about Horcruxes."

Ever since the method of making Horcruxes was invented, there have been very few people who have dared to ruthlessly deal with their own souls. Even if someone made them secretly, they must have kept it a secret.So far, Voldemort is the only person who is definitely known to have made a Horcrux, other than the dastardly Helbo, the inventor of the Horcrux.

This means that there is very little information about Horcruxes, and a lot of information may only be known to those who made Horcruxes themselves.

Voldemort is not a fool, on the contrary, he has always been an extremely intelligent person, even if he later became paranoid and tyrannical because of splitting his soul, it does not mean that he cannot think calmly.Such a person, would he really be so keen on a way of immortality with such terrible hidden dangers in the future, that he would even dismiss using the Philosopher's Stone to achieve immortality?
Owen suddenly became very interested in the secrets of Horcruxes, his eyes flickered, and then he took out Tom's diary from the suitcase, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

If you want to explore the secrets of Horcruxes, isn't there the best research object here?
Owen is not afraid that he will be taken advantage of by this diary Horcrux, as long as he is not tempted and does not completely open his heart and soul to the other party, it will be difficult for it to take advantage of it.What's more, this diary was only made when Voldemort was 16 years old. At that time, he might not be much stronger than Owen now, and the remnant soul in the diary would only be much weaker.

He reached out and gently stroked the old black cover of the diary, then opened the first page, dipped the ink with a quill pen, thought for a moment, and wrote on the blank page with a playful face:
"On September [-]th, the rain outside Hogwarts Castle kept falling, which made me feel a little depressed. I was rejected when I confessed my love to Daphne today, can I bear this grievance? I just learned the Leg Locking Curse,' With a slap, she was hit on the ground..."

At this point, Owen paused for a while, seeing that there was no response from the diary, so he continued to write: "Well, I decided to start writing a diary today. As for why I use this broken diary I picked up, because a diary is a very personal thing , once someone accidentally sees it, I won't be the one to be embarrassed. This is TM Riddle's diary, what does it have to do with me?"

Seeing that the diary was still standing still, it seemed that he had made up his mind to observe for a while, so Owen dipped in the ink again, blacked out the entire previous paragraph, and wrote below: "Remember, you must remember to put this diary after you finish writing. Burn it! Don't keep a single page!"

This time, the diary finally couldn't hold back anymore.Although Horcruxes cannot be destroyed by ordinary methods, they can be dangerous if they are found to be special.

All the ink on the yellowed page flickered, and then disappeared without a trace as if being sucked into the paper.Immediately afterwards, a line of writing appeared on it, using the same ink as before.

"Why did you destroy me?" the handwriting on the diary asked.

"What are you?" Owen raised his eyebrows and wrote below.

"It's not polite to ask such a question. My name is Tom Riddle, and this is the diary of a wizard in his school days."

"The diary shouldn't be able to talk."

"This diary has been cast with an ingenious magic, which can preserve part of people's long-term memories like a Pensieve." The diary wrote evasively, leading the question to another direction, "Do you know the Pensieve? ?”

"I remember it as a container for storing memories," Owen wrote.

"That's right, the Pensieve can preserve a wizard's memory for a long time, ensuring that it will not deteriorate, and can also take people into the world of that memory. This diary is similar. Nice to meet you, future wizard ,may I know your name?"

"I don't dare to write my name on a magic item that I don't know the details of... You see, I don't know what the purpose of your creation is."

Two passages slowly emerged on the page, the fonts are smooth and beautiful, which is pleasing to the eye:

"The owner of the diary just wants to keep his 16-year-old memory in the diary, hoping that when he passes away, there will still be some traces in this world. This may not be worth mentioning to you, but to you To the owner of the diary, it is precious, and that is why I exist."

"Of course, after so many years, I really hope that someone can talk to me. If you are willing to communicate with me, I may be able to help you solve some confusion to a certain extent, although I hope that someone can treat me as a real friend. "

Looking at this long passage, Owen raised the corner of his mouth and seemed to hesitate for a while before writing: "But are you really trustworthy?"

"I understand your hesitation, many people will tell you this: Never trust anything that can think for itself, unless you can find where its brain is. But I am no different from a photo or a portrait, I know I was taught by the original owner of the diary. Do you object to talking to a painting?"

"No." Owen paused, "Then I can chat with you."

"Great. So, you still don't want to tell me your name?"

"Sorry, I guess it's going to take us a while to get to know each other, right?"

"Well, I'm willing to wait for the moment when you open up to me. You still seem to be a student at Hogwarts?"

"Yeah, I'm in Slytherin house, and I'm in my second year now."

"What a coincidence, I also studied here, and I also studied in Slytherin. This is the best college, isn't it? By the way, can you tell me who the current headmaster is?"

"The Headmaster is Albus Dumbledore, who is said to be the greatest wizard in the world today. Although I don't like him very much, because he always takes Muggles and Muggle-born wizards too seriously, But I also have to admit that it is true," Owen wrote.

"I didn't expect Dumbledore to become the principal. When I was studying here, he was still the professor of Transfiguration. Actually, I don't like him either, but how did he become the greatest wizard?"

"Because he defeated the first Dark Lord Grindelwald in 1945, and imprisoned him in the tower of Nurmengard until today. It is said that he is also the most feared person by the second Dark Lord, even if the Dark Lord At the height of the sun, I couldn't get involved in Hogwarts."

"So... who is the second Dark Lord? You know, when I was created, Grindelwald's reputation was at its peak." Tom's handwriting was a little heavier.

"The second Dark Lord, oh, we dare not mention his name, although he has disappeared for more than ten years." Owen smiled playfully, and continued to write, "In fact, I still feel a little regretful, rare There is such a great wizard with superb magic power to protect the interests of our pure blood, leading his followers, a group of wizards who call themselves Death Eaters, swept the entire wizarding world, determined to drive those mudbloods away, and let the wizards To be the master of Muggles..."

He stopped writing, and after a while, Tom couldn't wait to ask, the handwriting became a little scribbled: "And then?"

"Then, 12 years ago, he fell, was defeated by a newborn baby, and has never been seen again." The corner of Owen's mouth could not stop rising.

"Newborn...baby?" Tom's handwriting was crooked, with a heavy question mark at the end.

"That's right, the famous Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived. It is said that the Dark Lord killed his parents and somehow missed when he was going to kill him. People say that Harry Potter is The nemesis of the Dark Lord may be a dark wizard or something born with terrifying magic power, so he was able to defeat the most powerful Dark Lord at that time..."

"It's...a dramatic scene, like an absurd fairy tale." Tom's handwriting slowly emerged.

For the first time, Owen felt a wave of Legilimency from the diary, but it was very weak.He slowly narrowed his eyes, and began to perform the current level of Occlumency, which was already very good, and gave feedback to the other party that he had no intention of lying at all.

Tom was silent, and seemed to be in deep doubt about life.

Owen turned the quill and continued to write: "Harry Potter is still my classmate now. Dumbledore thinks highly of him, I think he probably wants to train the Boy Who Lived to be his successor or something ..."

"Successor?" Tom's handwriting was slightly distorted, he paused, and finally got out of his autism and regained his fighting spirit, "A baby who can defeat the Dark Lord is really curious...can you tell me more about him? matter?"

"Yes, yes, but it seems that I have been answering your questions?"

"Of course you can also ask me, as long as I know, I will tell you the truth. Of course, I can also help you answer your doubts in learning. Although I was only made by a 16-year-old boy, I think I am right The grades are well mastered." Tom responded thoughtfully.

"Well, let me ask you...is the nose important?"

"?" Tom slowly drew a question mark.

"I mean, is the nose important to a person?"

"Of course it's important..."

"Then why would anyone even want to lose their own nose?"

"I think that must be an idiot." Tom's handwriting emerged hesitantly, obviously confused by Owen's question.

"Oh—" Owen smiled with satisfaction.

At this time, the bedroom door opened.He naturally closed the diary in his hand and put it in his pocket.

　Thank you Fengbusiyuan for the 200 starting coins~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)