The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

This thin girl was lying quietly on the bed, not yet awake. Her face was pale and her brows were slightly furrowed. It was obvious that she had not slept well.

This is for sure, no matter who it is, they will become lethargic and even have nightmares after being absorbed so much life force.

Ye Ting rummaged around for a while and found no diary.

In desperation, he had no choice but to look at Ginny who was sleeping.

I'm really sorry to bother you.

Ye Ting muttered silently in his heart, stretched out his hand to Ginny's quilt, and gently opened it.

Sure enough, under the quilt, Ginny huddled up in her pajamas, and the diary was held tightly to her chest.

It was a very old diary. It was small, thin, and had a tattered black cover. It seemed to have been soaked in water. It was obviously old.

This is what he is looking for.

"You are really cautious." Ye Ting couldn't help but sneered, "It's a pity that you can't escape.

However, in order to avoid alerting the enemy, he covered the quilt back, then left and found Hermione who was chatting awkwardly with Parvati Patil.

In order to help Ye Ting, Hermione had to find this far-fetched excuse. After finding Parvati Patil, she started chatting dryly with Parvati Patil.

Hermione originally didn't know what to talk about with Parvati Patil, but the other party was interested in chatting with Hermione. She grabbed Hermione and asked her about Ye Ting with great interest.

However, Hermione didn't want to share anything about Ye Ting with other girls at all, so she could only deal with it hesitantly.

When Ye Ting suggested in Hermione's ear that she should contact Ginny, Hermione finally felt like she was being pardoned. She really didn't want to continue talking like this.

So she found an excuse and left Parvati in a hurry.

Under Ye Ting's guidance, Hermione came to Ginny's dormitory.

"Miss Weasley, Miss Weasley, wake up!" Hermione gently rocked Ginny, and soon she woke up from her sleep.

"Are you...Miss Granger?" Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Ginny asked doubtfully while half asleep: "What do you want to see me for?"

She sat up from the bed, and the quilt slipped from her body, revealing the diary in her arms.

Seeing this, Min couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

"Can you show me that diary?" she asked tentatively.

"No!" Upon hearing this question, Ginny was as excited as a kitten whose tail was stepped on, "This... This is my diary, and I usually don't give it to others. watch."

As she spoke, she nervously hid the diary behind her back.

Seeing that Ginny in front of her was still taking chances and wanted to hide it, Hermione shook her head helplessly. She had no choice but to reveal the matter.

"Miss Weasley, we know everything." Hermione looked into Ginny's eyes and said seriously: "The monster in the Chamber of Secrets is dead. We all know everything about the Chamber of Secrets. According to the investigation, we I found that this diary is the key to the whole incident [I hope you can cooperate."

Hearing Hermione's words, Ginny's face immediately turned pale. In fact, although she had been controlled by Voldemort, the body she was acting in had always belonged to her, so the long-term cobweb horse traces had made her suspicious. .

But the truth was too cruel and she didn't dare to tell it. She was afraid that once others knew all this, she would become the target of public criticism and even be expelled from Hogwarts, so she had to carefully keep the secret.

She had always been lucky, thinking that no one would discover this, and the death of the basilisk made her optimistic that the attack would be over, and that everything would be unconfirmed.

Unfortunately, Hermione's arrival broke her fantasy, and she had to face the cruel reality: she was discovered, and everything was discovered.

Just when she was at a loss to say something, she suddenly rolled her eyes, completely lost consciousness, and fell on the bed.

"What's going on?" Hermione was shocked. She immediately pulled out her wand and looked around cautiously.

Suddenly, a translucent figure appeared in front of her.

This scene really startled her.

But when she felt Ye Ting's hand pat her back, Hermione immediately calmed down - someone was protecting her behind her back.

"You are the one who has been controlling Ginny, right?" Hermione pointed her wand at the figure and said softly: "Are you Tom Riddle?"

"It seems that that despicable mudblood told you everything, huh?" The figure revealed a young and handsome face, but the expression on his face was disproportionately ferocious: "That despicable guy dared to ruin my plan. !And you, you are another Ravenclaw genius, 'Miss Know-it-all' Hermione Granger, right? Another disgusting Muggle.

~What on earth did you do?" Hermione ignored the other party's taunting and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with her now?"

"Oh, that's an interesting question," Riddle said cheerfully. "It's a long story. According to me, the real reason why Ginny Weasley became like this is that she opened her heart to an invisible stranger and confided all her secrets.

"What...what do you mean?"

"Diary," said Riddle, "my diary. For months, little Ginny has been writing in it, telling me her heart-wrenching troubles and sorrows: how she was teased by her brothers, how she couldn't Not coming to school wearing old robes and holding old books..."

When Riddle spoke, his eyes never left Hermione. He looked at her with a hateful and vicious look.

"It was so boring, listening to an eleven-year-old girl talk about her childish worries," he continued, "but I patiently wrote some words to reply to her. I am kind and kind. Understanding. Ginny just fell in love with me. Oh, Tom, no one understands me like you do... I'm so glad I got this diary and can tell you what I know... like It’s having a friend you can carry with you in your pocket…”

Riddle let out a cold, harsh laugh that didn't sound like it came from a sixteen-year-old child. This made the hairs on the back of Harry's neck stand up.

"I am not bragging, Miss Granger, but I have always been able to charm people at will. So, Ginny opened her whole soul to me, and her soul happened to be exactly what I needed. I devoured it. Her deepest fears, her deepest secrets, my appetite grew bigger and bigger. I grew stronger, much stronger than little Miss Weasley. Strong enough to reveal several of my secrets to Miss Weasley. , began to open a small part of my soul to her..."