Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts

Les stood on the floor of the secret room again. ♧

He glanced at Ginny lying on the ground and found that she was still unconscious, but her face was much better, not as pale as before. A booklet with a tattered cover lay quietly on the floor beside her, as if it had slipped out of her sleeve.

Les picked up the pamphlet and felt a well-hidden sense of evil from it.

Obviously, it is the carrier of Riddle's soul fragment.

"Using notebooks that can be found everywhere in Muggle shops to make Horcruxes is a good idea." Les praised Riddle.

The selection and hiding of Horcruxes is almost a compulsory course for dark wizards who aspire to immortality but lack the strength.

They can hide the Horcrux in an inaccessible wilderness, or they can choose an inconspicuous carrier - anyway, the Horcrux is equipped with very sophisticated protective magic, and ordinary wind, sun, water, and fire can't do anything to it. As long as you don't mind it. There is only one central idea: to prevent the enemy from finding your Horcrux.

The diary used by Riddle is very inconspicuous. If you throw it into a used book store, as long as you don't show up to cause trouble, it may not be discovered for decades or hundreds of years.

Les opened the diary and wrote on it with a pen: I am Adrian Greengrass.

The ink stayed on the paper for a second, then was absorbed into the paper and disappeared without a trace.

Soon, the diary responded, and a line of faintly scrawled words suddenly appeared on the paper: Hello, Adrian, I am...

The writing breaks off here, followed by a bunch of meaningless gibberish, as if the person writing it has suddenly gone insane.

After a while, all the garbled characters disappeared, replaced by another sentence on the paper: Sorry, I forgot who I am. I need your help.

Rice showed a satisfied smile: the reaction of the diary showed that Riddle's soul had been severely damaged by him, and even the memory no longer existed.

This was exactly what he was happy with.

No longer paying attention to Riddle's distress signal in the diary, Rice put the diary in his arms, and then cast a levitating spell on Ginny lying on the ground, making her float behind him and leave the secret room with him.

Coming out of the secret room, Les glanced at Ginny floating behind him and felt quite distressed: he was not worried about being discovered wandering around the castle with a little girl in the middle of the night. What troubled him was that the exit of the Chamber of Secrets was a bit far from the Gryffindor common room. Counting the way back, it was basically a climb from the bottom to the top of the castle and back. Les was too lazy to walk such a long way.

‘How about leaving her somewhere clean and warm? ’

Les thought this was a good idea. If she was discovered by the professor on night watch, it would make her suffer a little and give her a chance to reflect on herself.

But I still have to work hard to find a suitable position for her - eh, wait a minute.

Les caught a glimpse of a shadow out of the corner of his eye. He immediately stopped and shouted: "Peeves!"

A small elf wearing a bright orange party hat emerged from behind a suit of armor. He was obviously dissatisfied with the little wizard who dared to call him by his first name. He was playing with the helmet of his armor while cursing: "What little devil dares to call me——"

His voice suddenly faded away because he saw Les's face clearly.

Peeves could clearly see Peeves at the death anniversary party. This little wizard had been hanging out with Barrow the Bloody. Their relationship was very important at first glance. There was nothing to argue with this kind of person.

Peeves decided to pretend he didn't see anything and was about to run away, but Rhys obviously didn't want to let him go.

Seeing that Peeves wanted to run away, Les called his name in a more serious tone.

At this time, Peeves couldn't bear it anymore. He turned around and was about to have an attack, but Les quickly sent Ginny to her side.

"Send this girl to the Gryffindor common room. If you refuse, it will be Barrow who comes to see you next time."

Peeves's thousands of words were all stuck in his stomach. He stared at Les twice, and then ran upstairs with Ginny without saying a word.

Tolerate! I can only endure it!

It’s all for Bloody Barro’s sake, kid!

After leaving Ginny to Peeves, Les nodded with satisfaction and turned towards the bathroom on the first floor - he wanted to get his wand and lunch box back.

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Can't sleep, can't sleep at all! Harry turned over in bed, then his stomach growled.

Although he often went hungry at the Dursleys' house, the unlimited food provided in the Hogwarts cafeteria greatly weakened his ability to endure hunger, which caused him to suffer from insomnia after suddenly missing a dinner.

He got up from the bed and after groping for a long time in the suitcase under the bed, he finally found two boxes of chocolate frogs.

Just as he was about to fill his stomach with these two chocolate frogs, Harry suddenly felt as if someone was watching him in the dark. He looked up and was startled: a pair of bright eyes were staring directly at him. Holding the chocolate frog in his hand.

Harry immediately realized that it was Ron. Like himself, he had missed dinner because he attended Nearly Headless Nick's death anniversary party and was now too hungry to sleep.

In line with the principle of sharing half when meeting, he gave Ron a chocolate frog.

A chocolate frog fell into its stomach, and the two of them became even more hungry...

"Do you have anything to eat there?"

"There's also a small bag of spotted rat food."

"..."

"So why don't you two go to the kitchen?" Seamus' voice came from behind the curtains of his bed.

Harry, Ron:?

"Do you know where the kitchen is?"

"Fred told me." Seeing the two people reacting like this, Seamus was also quite surprised: "Don't you know where the kitchen is? Ron, you are Fred and George's brother!"

Ron:…

"The two of them only interact with me when they're playing tricks on me - so why would he tell you this?"

Seamus coughed twice, indicating that he had done Fred a favor before. In return, they shared this little secret with themselves. As for the content of the help, he refused to disclose.

"This...so where is the kitchen?" Ron didn't bother to find out what kind of help Seamus had done for Fred. He just wanted to go to the kitchen and have a good meal.

"I have also paid a lot..." Simo looked embarrassed.

"This school year's notes on the History of Magic - taken down by Hermione Ravenclaw, the quality is absolutely guaranteed."

"Plus this week's Potions paper."

"I'm going to bed."

"Okay, okay, you can just give me the notes in exchange." Seamus gave in and wrote the location of the kitchen and how to enter it on a piece of paper and handed it to Harry.

Harry and Ron immediately got dressed and left the lounge with their invisibility cloaks.

But halfway through, Harry suddenly heard an indistinct whisper, but with a tone full of coldness and viciousness:

[...eat...kill, kill——]

[…Call…Sacrifice…]

Harry:?

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The second update is here.

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