Harry Potter: My Elemental Magic Turns the World Upside Down

Burn it with fire, it will not rot; soak it in water, it will not rot.

The Xibei routine of recognizing the Lord by dripping blood is even more of a joke.

No matter what method is used, this notebook is invulnerable to fire and water, invulnerable to weapons and guns, and cannot be stained.

This operation made Harry and the others a little irritable and powerless.

"Professor Kate, how was this notebook made at all?"

Harry gave up and had to look to Kettleair for help.

Hermione and Ron just came to their senses at this time, they had been building for so long and wasted so much time, they might as well ask Professor Kate for help.

Kettleair had been watching Harry and the three of them working hard on Tom Riddle's notebook, not helpful at all, but interesting to watch.

At the same time, I have to sigh that Voldemort is really good at certain achievements.

"Harry, take your pen and write on it," Kettler said to Harry. "Just write 'Hello, Tom Riddle.'"

Harry was a little puzzled when he heard this, but he still picked up the pen, found a blank page, and wrote on it.

Soon, the three of Harry discovered that the words Harry wrote on it had disappeared.

And when the three of Harry continued to be amazed, a line of words appeared in the blank space.

"Hello!"

The three of Harry were extremely shocked, and Harry even shouted, "How is this possible?"

Kettleair smiled slightly: "Nothing is impossible, because it is Tom Riddle, a character who has made the wizarding world fear and fear for decades."

The three of Harry were silent for a moment, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Merlin's beard, I know who he is." Hermione suddenly said in shock.

"Who is it?" Ron asked quickly.

"Voldemort," Hermione whispered, "Tom Riddle is his name."

"To be more precise, his name is Tom Marvolo Riddle." Kettleair added.

Harry and Ron looked at each other in shock.

Especially Harry, who looked at the notebook became more focused.

"Are you interested in going to see Voldemort's world?" Kettleair smiled at the three of Harry.

"Voldemort's world? Can we really see it?" Ron asked a little unsure.

"Of course, but there are only things left in this notebook that you can see." Kettleair laughed.

"Professor Kate means that not all of what we see is Voldemort's memory world?" Hermione thought for a moment and responded.

"Yes." Kettleair said.

"How do I go to see that world?" Ron said with some expectation.

Voldemort, maybe they would have been very scared once, but now?

Oh, who is Voldemort?

Is he strong?

Kettleair took out his wand and pointed at the notebook, a black light fell on the notebook, the pages of the notebook were flipping quickly, and finally stayed on the note on June 13th.

A magic vortex appeared, and quickly absorbed the magic energy of the dark element, and suddenly enlarged in the next moment, and the four of Harry disappeared into the notebook in an instant.

When it appeared again, it was already in another special world.

The world of magic, in their eyes, changed from blurred to clear.

"Where is this place?" Ron called out, looking around curiously.

"Is this person so familiar?" Hermione looked at a weak and skinny wizard sitting at a desk, with white hair, reading a letter by the light of a candle.

Harry looked at the person in front of him, not familiar at all, so he looked at Professor Kate.

"If I'm not mistaken, his name is Armando Dippet, the previous headmaster, who was also the headmaster during Voldemort's time." Kettleair looked at the old man in front of him and smiled.

In Dumbledore's office, his portrait hangs, but that portrait is younger.

"Can't he hear us talking?" Ron said subconsciously.

"It's a memory world, and we're just bystanders, so we don't have an influence on them," Kettleair explained.

Just when the three of Harry expressed their understanding, a figure walked in.

It was a boy around sixteen years old, very handsome, with a silver prefect badge on his chest.

"This is a Slytherin prefect." Ron said with some dislike.

Ron nodded, but didn't say anything, but was curious about what this person was doing?

"Riddle, you are here!" Armando Dippet looked up at the boy who came in and said.

"Riddle?" Ron heard this, and exclaimed, "Is he Voldemort?"

"Be quiet, Ron, listen to them." Hermione was a little dissatisfied with Ron's reaction, and quickly scolded.

In fact, Hermione was also a little shocked. After all, Voldemort looked really handsome at this time, and he didn't look like a vicious one.

"Professor Dippet, I heard you want to see me." Tom Riddle sat across from Armando Dippet, and said a little nervously.

"Yes, Riddle." Armando Dippet looked at Tom Riddle and said kindly: "I'm sorry, although I really want to keep you, but because of some things, I can't do so, so you are willing to go back Are you on vacation?"

"No!" Riddle immediately stood up and said, "I'd rather stay in the school than go back. There's nothing there..."

"Riddle!" Armando Dipet stopped Riddle and said, "I know you don't want to go back to the orphanage, but what happened at the school is troublesome and you have to leave."

Tom Riddle fell into a brief silence upon hearing this.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Ron guessed, "What happened in the school must not be related to the secret room?"

When Harry and Hermione heard the words, they both had guesses, but they were not sure.

Kettleair glanced at Ron, a little surprised that the little guy guessed this so quickly.

Riddle lowered his head, put his hands on his knees, hesitated a bit, and raised his head after a while and said, "Professor Dippet, are you referring to the incident of being attacked?"

When the three of Harry heard the words, they cheered up immediately, and it really had something to do with the Chamber of Secrets.

According to rumors, when the Chamber of Secrets was opened last time, someone died, and it was a Muggle-born girl.

"Although I don't want to mention it, it is a fact." Armando Dippet said with some regret: "This is a tragedy. You are still young. I don't want you to experience such sadness and keep you in school. Very unkind to you...that poor little girl is dead."

"You're much safer in an orphanage, at least for now."

"In addition, the Ministry of Magic is already discussing whether to close the school. If there is no school, you still have to go back to the orphanage."

"The most important thing is that I have no clue about the murderer who killed the little girl."

Listening to Armando Dippet's words, Tom Riddle fell into silence again.