HP: Wizards at Hogwarts

Chapter 220 This remnant soul is about to crack open.

Inside the Hufflepuff dormitory.

Under the warm glow of the lamp, a desk is filled with the faint scent of tulips.

In his diary, Tom spoke evasively about the man he liked.

Elaine wore a malicious smile, toying with a quill pen in his hand, occasionally writing a couple of lines in the diary, teasing the broken soul inside filled with malice.

"Did she even say things like 'I like men' in an attempt to bridge the emotional gap with 'Harry'?"

"I have to admire your willpower, Voldemort!"

"But let's end this charade of keeping quiet. I'm going to make you reveal who it is today!"

Elaine knew, of course, that Voldemort couldn't possibly like men, but he still wanted the other person to name a person.

The room was filled with the rustling sound of pens slicing across the diary.

"Tom, we're kindred spirits, aren't we?"

"Since we're friends, we shouldn't have any secrets!"

"Sigh—I thought I'd finally met a kindred spirit, but it turns out—"

"Never mind, it seems that I, Harry, am of lowly status and not worthy of your attention, Lord Tom. We should probably keep our distance from each other in the future."

Green tea formula.

Elaine knows a little bit too.

After a flurry of punches, Tom in the diary was indeed unable to withstand the onslaught in less than three rounds.

"Okay, okay, Harry, I'll tell you, but you have to promise me you absolutely can't tell anyone else!"

"Of course! We're bosom friends, the best of friends. How could I possibly betray you?"

"Swear it!"

Elivin put pen to paper without the slightest hesitation.

"I, Harry Potter, swear I will never betray Tom's secret or reveal the identity of the man he likes to anyone, or I, Harry Potter, will never find a boyfriend for the rest of my life!!"

"How about that? Pretty vicious oath, huh?"

Is it poisonous?

I can't feel it at all!

Just as Tom was about to say that, he saw another line appear in the diary.

"If you still don't tell me, then I really will have to take my leave."

Damn!

How can a little wizard of this age be so impatient!

Tom sighed helplessly in his diary.

"—Fine, I'll tell you."

"The man I like is—Rupert Hagrid!"

Pfft, Elaine couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It's really difficult for Tom, who values ​​wizard blood the most, to say that he likes a half-giant.

Tom mentioned Hagrid's name only because the remnant soul in the diary had the deepest impression of Hagrid.

It's important to know that this notebook was made fifty years ago, after Tom released the Basilisk to kill Myrtle. At that time, in order to exonerate himself, he even used Hagrid and his pet spider, so it's only natural that the remnant soul had a deep impression of Hagrid.

So why doesn't Tom mention other people's names, such as his former roommates?

Sorry, those lowly ants aren't worth remembering by name.

"Hagrid?! You mean Hagrid? The half-giant?"

"—Yes! You must remember your vow and not tell anyone!"

"Don't worry, the most secure part of me, Harry Potter, is my mouth!"

The air was silent for several seconds.

Just as Elaine was wondering if Tom was planning to go to sleep, another line appeared in the diary.

"Back to Valentine's Day, are you planning to confess to Draco?"

Because of their similar backgrounds, Tom had almost come to regard Draco as his alter ego. Now that he learned that Harry liked Draco, his feelings were incredibly complicated.

It's like having someone you hate the most constantly nagging at your backside, making you feel uneasy, like you have a needle in your skin, and so restless that you don't even dare to walk on the stairs in crowded places, and you only dare to go to the toilet in a single room.

between.

Tom suddenly thought of something.

Draco likes Hannah, Hannah previously liked Harry, and Harry then said he likes Draco. So, what does this have to do with Cho Chang from Ravenclaw? Is it just a simple love triangle?

Thank goodness!

But to be honest, the complexity of this love triangle is just as good as the love quadrangle I had originally imagined!

Elaine thought for a moment and wrote, "I don't plan to confess directly for now, because I know this 'strange' feeling would cause Draco trouble."

Tom: You know that much!

"However, I want to at least prevent Draco's confession from succeeding, because I know Draco has someone he likes, and he will definitely confess to her on Valentine's Day."

I know that!

It's that little witch named Hannah!

Tom sneered in his diary, writing, "You're talking about Hannah, aren't you?"

At that moment, Elaine also wrote: "She's Cho Chang from Ravenclaw!"

Tom: ————?

That can't be right!

Something's clearly wrong here!

"You're saying Draco likes Cho Chang? Not Hannah?"

"Of course it's Senior Qiu Zhang, how could it be Hannah?"

"Because Hannah told me that Draco liked her and even gave her this diary as a birthday present, I assumed—"

Tom felt that his usually sharp mind was not quite up to par at this moment.

No, he doesn't have a brain now.

It should be ————

It feels like this broken soul is about to crack open!

"Tom, you don't know this, but Hannah has a problem: she's very narcissistic, and she often lacks common sense in her words and actions."

Jin always assumed that those handsome boys liked her and then made a big fuss about it, but that wasn't actually the case.

With a flourish of his pen, Elaine continued to fabricate stories about several different identities.

"On Hannah's birthday, Draco accidentally left this diary in the classroom, and she found it."

"When he went back to look for it, he saw Hannah holding the diary, telling everyone that it was a birthday present Draco had given her."

"Draco didn't tell everyone the truth to save Hannah's face, so he simply gave her the diary."

"I was there at the time, and I was the only one who knew the truth."

So that's how it is!

Is that really how it is?!

So, I was completely fooled by that little witch named Hannah from beginning to end?!

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!

At this moment, Tom wished he could immediately grow a hand from his remnant soul and slap his past self from two months ago to death.

How could I possibly believe the words of a little witch from Hufflepuff whose mind is filled with nothing but love and food?!

Speaking of which, Hannah once said that Harry often went to the library and to Professor Flitwick's lectures with Ravenclaw's Cho Chang because he liked her.

Now that I think about it carefully, it wasn't because I liked her at all.

He was clearly observing his love rival!

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