Hogwarts: Oh no, I've become Voldemort!

“It’s alright, Hermione,” Cyrus thought Hermione actually looked quite adorable; a living Fury was a rare sight. But seeing Hermione so upset, he offered a suggestion, “We’ll take you to the hospital. Madam Pomfrey never asks too many questions…”

It took them a long time to persuade Hermione to leave the bathroom. Moaning Myrtle's loud, gleeful laughter made them quicken their pace.

"Just wait, everyone will find out you have a tail!"

“Don’t worry, there are actually too many precedents like yours. You can be completely cured, as long as you’re not handed over to Lockhart,” Cyrus said, almost making Ron laugh.

After taking Hermione to the school hospital, Cyrus planned to return the body to Ginny first. The intense possession during this period had made Ginny's health a bit poor, and it would be best to let her rest peacefully during the Christmas holidays.

Cyrus picked out a few things to tell Ginny so she wouldn't give herself away.

"So, Malfoy isn't the heir, and our trail has gone cold again?" Ginny summarized the progress of "Mr. Riddle" during this period, and it could be said that it was almost all for nothing.

"It wasn't all for nothing. At least Ron discovered a flaw in the Malfoy family, and I discovered that your brother Percy was having an affair with a Ravenclaw prefect in the girls' restroom."

“Okay, don’t worry, I believe things will get better,” Ginny comforted her.

However, the accident still happened.

After the Christmas holidays, Cyrus suddenly realized that he could no longer contact Ginny.

The person who opened the diary was someone else.

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Chapter 42 The Secret That Was Spoken

"Is this the thing my dad was talking about, the one that can help me open the secret room?"

Draco picked up the diary and examined it from various angles, but found nothing strange about it. Moreover—

This diary looks like something that came from the Muggle world!

This disgusted Draco Malfoy, who even felt that the two fingers gripping the corner of the book were no longer useful. However, in order to become the successor to Slytherin, Malfoy was determined to endure this "filth" and "stench," even though he didn't even know how to use the diary.

"Reveal yourselves immediately!"

The diary remained unchanged.

"Damn it, Dad told me to be respectful to the owner of this diary!" He flipped open the cover, looking disdainfully at the only words on it: Riddle. One word was enough to tell he wasn't a pure-blood wizard.

"I just hope he's at least mixed race. I can't stand it if he's some other Mudblood!"

He felt nauseous at the thought of Hermione Granger.

"I'll write something." He laid his diary open on the table, picked up a quill pen that looked very expensive, dipped it in ink, and wrote in the notebook.

"Show me your secret!"

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"Ginny, what secret do you have?"

The four Weasley brothers surrounded Ginny, while Harry and Hermione blocked her escape routes.

After classes ended this morning, someone discovered that Ginny's dorm room had been burgled.

The thief was probably looking for something, and ended up ransacking her room. When Ginny came back, she kept searching through the mess, repeating in a daze, "It's gone..."

They all wanted to know what it was that Ginny and the thief valued so much.

Except for twins.

They're both very nervous now. What's important to Ginny?

—Marvelous Map!

Fred and George exchanged a glance, both with grim expressions. Fred asked with concern, "Is it really lost?"

Ginny simply nodded mechanically.

"What is it?" Ron and Percy were getting a little annoyed by their cryptic remarks. But clearly, neither Ginny nor the twins were going to reveal their own secrets. So they could only remain vague.

“It’s our only hope of catching the killer,” George sighed. “Without it, we might never find the killer.”

This made Ginny look at the two of them strangely.

'George and Fred know about Mr. Riddle?'

Cyrus had never mentioned the Marauder's Map to Ginny, and at this point, Ginny assumed the twins were referring to Riddle's diary. In her mind, Mr. Riddle must have possessed some clue, which was why the heir to Slytherin had stolen it.

From this perspective, it is quite reasonable to say that the diary represents the hope of catching the murderer.

“In that case, we should tell the professors!” Hermione and Percy both agreed that the professors should catch the thief. But this suggestion was immediately opposed by all three.

"no!"

Ginny, Fred, and George immediately shook their heads.

If the Marauder's Map falls into the hands of professors, will those students who attempt to break the rules have any future?

If the diary falls into the hands of the professors, will there be any future for me and Mr. Riddle?

"Absolutely not!"

"What are you three hiding from me?" Percy asked, frowning. He suspected the twins were messing around with Ginny, and that the stolen item might not be anything important at all, but rather a prop they were planning to use for a prank.

“I advise you not to lead Ginny astray, or I'll tell Mom—”

"No—" Ginny's reaction was even stronger than the twins'. Her mother, who always doted on her, would make a huge fuss if she found out about this. And then, Mr. Riddle would…

We must stop Percy!

She remembered Cyrus telling her about Percy's little secret, and immediately threatened:

"You can't tell anyone, Percy! Or I'll reveal your secret!"

Percy immediately blushed and fell silent.

The others exchanged bewildered glances, eager to know what secret had made even the usually stern Percy yield.

Percy had no choice but to use his elder brother's authority to drive them all away.

Now, Ginny was finally at peace. However, she was still sullen. She hesitated, wondering whether to tell Dumbledore about the diary. Although her mother might destroy it if she found out, it wouldn't be good if it fell into the wrong hands either.

Not long after, Ron and his two companions secretly gathered around again.

“Listen to me, Ginny, what’s missing?” Harry looked at her seriously. “If it’s really important, you can tell us, and we can help you!”

Ron and Hermione nodded vigorously.

But Ginny remained hesitant to speak.

“No way?” Ron was getting impatient. “I can’t believe it, Ginny! We’ve been through thick and thin together! Who was it that drank that awful Polyjuice Potion with me to investigate Malfoy? We broke almost a hundred school rules together! Don’t you trust us?”

Ginny wanted to say that the person they were working with was actually "Mr. Riddle," but from another perspective, at least the three of them were indeed trustworthy.

"Please, Ginny! We need your help. If we can't find the real killer, Harry will remain innocent, and we don't want to see him go to Azkaban unjustly accused."

With three pairs of eyes watching—mainly Hermione and Harry—Ginny finally made up her mind.

Hermione is very clever and might actually be able to help. If she were to look for the diary by herself, she wouldn't know where to begin!

“You must promise not to tell anyone!” Ginny looked at them seriously.

“I promise!” Ron blurted out first, without a hint of sincerity.

"Swear an oath first!"

The three children looked at each other and made a vow, but it was not bound by magic.

“Let’s go somewhere deserted first,” Ginny said. Actually, there weren’t many people in the common room, but this place was too public. She led Harry and the others to an abandoned secret room, and the three boys were stunned by what they saw along the way.

"Hogwarts has a place like this?!"

“Now you can finally talk, right?” Ron said, hands on his hips.

“The stolen item was a diary!” Ginny finally spoke.

"A diary? But what's wrong with a diary?" Harry and Hermione were both very puzzled.

“That diary is different; it’s Mr. Riddle’s diary!”

“Riddle?” Ron shouted. “Tom Riddle?”

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Chapter 43 Am I really a genius?

"Wait, stop! Hold on a minute!" Harry looked at Ron with a questioning expression, as if he were accusing Ron of knowing another man behind his back. "So you know this Tom Riddle?"

“I should know! In fact, I’ll never forget that name, even if it kills me!” Ron felt annoyed just thinking about it.

"Remember when we fought with Slytherin at the Quidditch pitch? I cast a curse on Malfoy back then—"

“It’s about yourself,” Hermione interrupted him.

"It does not matter!"

"Then please tell me what's important."

“I was just about to say that!” Ron said. “Then Professor McGonagall punished me by making me do chores for Filch, and I spent the whole night in the medal room polishing Tom Riddle’s trophies. Morality awards, outstanding student awards, special contribution awards, especially this special contribution award, which is a huge piece, and it took me almost half an hour to polish it! Luckily, there was no reason written on it, otherwise I probably wouldn’t have finished polishing it by now!”

While Harry and Hermione were still marveling at the coincidence, Ginny said something that surprised them even more.