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Ginny immediately smiled. "So what should we do now?"

Lin Bei took the notebook and said, "Go and call Arthur and Molly together."

You can also inform your brothers if you wish.

Lin Bei blinked as he said the last sentence.

Ginny immediately understood.

As the saying goes.

It's not easy to learn good things, but it's easy to learn bad things and slip away in one fell swoop.

Ginny couldn't wait to inform the others.

Lin Bei reminded him, "Remember to gather at the entrance."

Ginny replied without turning her head, "Okay~"

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The entrance to the humble dwelling.

The Weasleys stood behind Lin Bei.

Fred and George repeatedly tried to move closer to get a better look.

But Mrs. Weasley pulled them behind her like little chicks.

Ginny and Ron peeked out from behind Arthur.

Even Percy, who was focused on his studies, stood quietly behind the Weasleys, tiptoeing to watch.

Lin Bei held in his hand a Horcrux created by Voldemort in his early days: Tom Marvolo Riddle's diary.

He used his student diaries as a way to express his feelings.

Lin Bei had to admire the other party's courage.

It could be said that Tom Riddle in this notebook is not the real Voldemort yet; at least he still has a nose, and his mastery of dark magic is still a long way from what he would become after leaving Hogwarts as the Dark Lord of England.

But given Riddle's genius, even at 16 years old and not yet graduated, he was far superior to most graduates, and even many adult wizards were far inferior to him.

"Why aren't you showing yourself?" Lin Bei asked into his laptop.

"I almost forgot, you probably didn't have a good time at the Malfoys' house."

Didn't the Malfoys give you any food?

The scene of Lin Bei talking to the laptop looked very strange.

But it wasn't so strange to Arthur and his wife.

In the wizarding world, anything can happen.

However, when Lin Bei mentioned the name Malfoy...

Arthur suddenly remembered that after he fought with Lucius, Lucius had thrown this old notebook into the basket with a smug look on his face.

This old notebook wouldn't normally have aroused any suspicion, as the Weasleys were already used to their financial difficulties.

But Lin Bei reminded him.

"Malfako! Lucius, you deserve to go to hell! That bastard!"

Arthur couldn't help but swear in front of the children.

Mrs. Molly glared reproachfully at her furious husband. "What's wrong?"

"Lucius secretly slipped that dark magic item into Ginny's basket—no, he openly threw it there."

That bastard actually gave a dangerous dark magic item to a little girl!

Upon hearing her husband's explanation, Mrs. Molly immediately became furious.

The Weasleys and the Malfoys were never on good terms.

Now, what started as mutual dislike has escalated to the point of harming family members.

But so what? Lucius managed to gain noble status and even became a Hogwarts school board member.

Even though he was a Death Eater before, I have no recollection of him living a life of luxury and attending high-end banquets.

Arthur turned to look at Fred and George, giving them a meaningful glance.

Fred and George immediately understood and nodded.

Meanwhile, Lin Bei wasn't idle either.

Since Little Tom can't get out, let's give him a hand.

Lin Bei inserted his palm into the void and directly pulled out a magic crystal.

It was pressed roughly onto the laptop.

In other words, this notebook has become a Horcrux. As the most evil dark magic item, this Horcrux possesses the characteristic of being indestructible in a lower dimension.

Aside from some special methods, ordinary spells simply cannot destroy them.

The material that can destroy a Horcrux must be so powerful that it can no longer be repaired by magic.

The Fiendfyre spell is usually used, and this black magic is quite widespread.

There's also Avada eating a melon.

Of course, there are other methods, but they are a bit too troublesome.

Lin Bei doesn't know the Fierce Fire Curse; to be precise, it hasn't been improved into a universal version yet.

However, the magic of the Heaven series is also a perfect match for dealing with dark magic items.

Or rather, there's no need to use any special techniques; as long as the divine energy within the body is abundant enough, it can be destroyed in the most brutal way.

But that would be a bit wasteful.

That was a large fragment of a soul containing knowledge of Voldemort from his student days.

By using the small hammer of the [Blacksmith] template to disassemble it, you can create a pseudo protagonist for this world.

It's interesting to think about, isn't it?

After Lin Bei roughly forced the magic crystal onto Riddle.

Lin Bei could clearly feel that the soul weapon in his hand had returned to its peak condition.

A faint soul force tried to invade his mind, accompanied by wisps of evil magic that wanted to invade his body and drain his life force and magic.

Lin Bei couldn't help but snort coldly, and white light emanated from his palm.

Carbonized marks immediately appeared on the notebook cover, as if it had been fiercely imprinted by a hot soldering iron.

"Ah~"

A chilling scream rang out.

"Come out, Riddle! If you don't want to be tortured to death like this!" Lin Bei said coldly.

They could feel the energy surging in Lin Bei's palm again.

Riddle quickly appeared in front of Lin Bei in the form of a phantom.

Seeing that Riddle seemed about to say something, Lin Bei turned around and introduced the Weasleys.

"Everyone, please look, this is Tom Riddle."

"Hmm~"

"George, you two should recognize this name, right?"

"I remember you two often volunteered at Hogwarts, didn't you?"

“I almost forgot, you should also remember Ron.”

Chapter 196

Ron was immediately reminded of that painful memory.

Not only did they have to clean the medal display room on the fourth floor overnight, but they also had to continue teaching early the next morning.

Fred and George had the same expression on their faces as Ron.

It's fair to say that Gryffindor does 20% of the cleaning at Hogwarts.

“I remember now, it’s Tom Riddle. The recipient of the Special Merit Medal,” Ron said dejectedly.

"Clap clap clap~" Lin Bei clapped his hands and said, "It seems that our little Ron has a pretty good memory."

He then looked at Riddle, who was bound to the spot by several chains.

Let's get to know each other again.

Tom Riddle, or Voldemort.

Hmm, it's better to call him the Mysterious Man; you're more familiar with that nickname.

Arthur and Molly were immediately shocked, staring wide-eyed at Riddle in his soul form.

"He, he, he..." Arthur pointed excitedly at Riddle in his soul form, speechless for a moment.

Molly, like a lioness protecting her cubs, shielded her children behind her while roaring, "No, no, no, this is too dangerous. You shouldn't do this."

Lin Bei quickly pressed his hand down and said, "Don't worry, Dumbledore invited me here to resolve this matter, and besides, there's Voldemort in front of you."

Oh, the accurate name should be Riddle.

This guy is only a part of Voldemort; he hasn't fully come back to life yet.

And he doesn't have a wand, does he?"

Riddle watched the events unfold silently, his mind racing. As an outstanding graduate of Hogwarts, he was unlike those wizards who began to decline after graduation; he had also mastered quite a few wandless spells.

However, he is now bound, and a force is suppressing the magic within him, preventing him from moving or speaking.

Lin Bei glanced back at Del.

The early Voldemort was also a handsome man, very much in line with Western aesthetics.