Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 624: Blank Diary

When Harry bent down and picked up Riddle's diary from the ground, Tom Riddle, who was hiding in the diary, immediately noticed something was wrong.

After all, Gilderoy Lockhart never touches Horcruxes with his hands, and that feels very different from someone writing in a journal with a quill.

With the level of care Gilderoy Lockhart does, Tom has absolutely no idea that the guy would be so careless that someone else would take the diary out of his hand.

Isn't this another trap that guy prepared for himself?

Don't blame Tom for this delusion, Lockhart deliberately pretended to be Ginny Weasley teasing him last time. God knows what new tricks will be played this time?

Yes!

It must be a new conspiracy prepared by that bastard!

Unbeknownst to him, he thought Tom was suffering from persecution paranoia.

Harry, who was holding the diary, didn't know that the diary in his hand had so many strange thoughts just now, and he was trying to wipe the water off the diary with a rag.

After noticing Ron's hesitant expression beside him, Harry finally couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing?" Ron finally remained silent.

"If you really have something to say, don't hold it in your heart!"

After wiping the water off the notebook, Harry slowly tore open the damp pages, only to find that the diary was completely blank with no trace of writing.

After hesitating, Ron finally couldn't help but reminded: "Harry, you know, in the wizarding world, some books are very dangerous."

"You mean this diary is dangerous?" Harry looked up at Ron and smiled reassuringly, "You should have seen it by now, this diary is not dangerous at all."

"No, it's your actions that are dangerous." Ron looked at the blank diary and recalled, "My dad once told me that a hapless Muggle accidentally bought a copy from the wizarding world. The book that went out, but when I turned the book, my eyes burned the book blind."

Harry raised his eyebrows slightly, clearly not believing such a thing.

"There is another thing that is famous in the wizarding world. Anyone who has read "Sonnets for Wizards" can only speak in limericks for the rest of their lives, and..."

"Okay, I see." Harry interrupted with a smile, "I'll pay attention later, but how can I tell which books are potentially dangerous?"

While speaking, Harry found the only page of the book with writing, on the first page of the diary, where the writing had become blurred.

"Tom Riddle."

Harry read it softly, and Ron, who was about to get up and walk away, stopped when he heard the name, frowning deeply.

"You know this guy?" Harry asked, noticing Ron's strangeness.

"Know."

Ron leaned his head over, looked at the only writing on the diary, and said, "Tom Riddle received an award for his special contribution to the school fifty years ago."

"How did you find out?" Harry wondered how Ron knew this information.

"Remember the last time I went to Filch's place for confinement. He asked me to clean up the items in the prize room." Ron said angrily, recalling the incident, "that day , I got a slug on it by hiccups, and it took me a while to wipe it off, and if you've had a similar experience, remember his name."

"Tom didn't write a word, that's not normal." Harry ignored Ron's complaints and said to himself, "You should have noticed that there are no torn marks on the diary. Buy a diary. Ben usually writes something on it."

"Something's wrong. Maybe it was Riddle's Christmas present, and he happened to not like it, so he threw it away and didn't use it."

"If Riddle didn't care, the diary wouldn't be around for fifty years, it's not parchment." Harry thought it wasn't that simple. "And, Riddle must be a Muggle. Wizard."

"Why do you say that."

Ron felt like he couldn't keep up with Harry's train of thought.

"Only Muggle wizards buy diaries in Muggle streets." Harry flipped the diary to the back cover, showing Ron the printed Vauxhall Road in London.

Ron had to admit that Harry had a point, wizards don't usually go shopping on Muggle streets. In fact, his father still doesn't understand the Muggle monetary system, let alone other wizards.

"There's one more thing I'm very concerned about." Harry seemed to be possessed by Hermione at the moment, talking to himself about his doubts, "Why would someone want to throw it away, it's very unusual, isn't it, I always feel like there's a secret hidden in this diary."

When Hermione returned from the library, Harry showed her Tom Riddle's diary and told her how he found it.

"Your suspicion is right, there may be some secrets hidden in this diary." Hermione took the diary, carefully looked at the date and said, "You don't think it's a coincidence that the fifty-year diary suddenly appeared. ?"

"What a coincidence?" Ron's face was full of confusion and confusion, "Do you still expect this diary to contain the secret of opening the secret room?"

"I remember you telling me ~IndoMTL.com~ Malfoy said the Chamber of Secrets was opened fifty years ago." Hermione ignored Ron and continued her analysis, "Tom Riddle was there Don't you think it's a coincidence that you won the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award at the time?"

"What Special Contribution Award?"

"It should be said that it is an award for special contribution to the school." Ron explained: "I remember that Albert also won this award, it seems that he won this award for saving Fred and George." /

Harry was confused, apparently not understanding what Ron was saying.

"It seems that in the first grade, Fred and George entered the Forbidden Forest and ran into trouble. In the end, Albert discovered that they were missing and broke into the Forbidden Forest alone in the middle of the night to bring them out." /

"Do you think Riddle won the award for catching Slytherin's heir?" Hermione reached into her bag and pulled out a bright red eraser. Got it in Corner Alley."

Noticing that both Harry and Ron were looking at her, Hermione explained, "You should know that if someone keeps a diary and doesn't want people to know what's in it, it's usually done with invisible ink or invisible magic. The writing on it is hidden."

With that, Hermione wiped the page vigorously, but nothing came up.

Undaunted, Hermione took out her wand and tapped the diary three times, saying, "Hurry up"

Still no response.

"It seems that this diary can't tell us everything it knows." Ron felt that Harry and Hermione were wasting their time. This is an ordinary diary.