HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

Li En was her name before she traveled through time.

But why would Voldemort's soul in this notebook know?

After returning to the dormitory with Hermione, when they washed up, turned off the lights and prepared to go to bed, Nalilian walked to the bed and picked up the notebook from the bedside table.

But there was no sound.

What should she do?

Narilean looked at the notebook for a while, then put it down, climbed onto the bed, and prepared to take it to Dumbledore tomorrow.

No matter why it knew her name or how it knew her name, she only knew that it was Voldemort's Horcrux and was very dangerous.

It must be sent away.

But that night, she had a dream.

In the dream, a strange boy hugged her from behind.

This boy is very handsome, with black hair and black eyes. He looks like Kston, tall and handsome, with deep facial features.

But he is a completely different type from Kerston, who has arrogance and disdain for others' attention in his eyes.

His brows and eyes became more gloomy, as if filled with pain and melancholy, waiting for others to dissolve them for him and enter his heart.

"Are you angry?" He leaned against her cheek and asked in her ear.

His voice was low and husky, like a flat-pitched cello, very pleasant to listen to, with a seductive tone at the end.

"What?" she heard herself say.

"My story with the Slytherin senior,"

He said, hugging her tightly, taking her hand and playing with her fingers.

"But you know, I have no choice. This is the only way I can get into the Slytherin circle."

"Don't blame me, you know I only like you."

"Lee En."

Nalilian suddenly opened her eyes and found that the sky outside the window was just getting bright, with the faint sound of birds singing. She felt sweat all over her head and turned her head to look at the notebook on the bedside table.

She didn't even think about it, it was it that made her have this dream.

It really should be thrown away.

She actually had such a disgusting dream.

Nalilian didn't care how it knew her real name. She threw off the quilt, got out of bed, picked up the notebook, and without even changing into her pajamas, ran out of the girls' dormitory and ran to Dumbledore's office.

It must be destroyed!

"Li En, Li En, Li En..."

As if it knew what she was thinking, the soul in the notebook stopped pretending and called her name over and over again.

"Don't you want to know the secrets of your soul?"

When she arrived at the dripping stone beast at the door of the principal's office, the guy in the notebook was finally ready to let go.

After all, if she didn't let go, she would give it to Dumbledore and destroy it.

"Li En..."

But why doesn't she care about him at all?

Nalilian stopped and sneered, "Stop shouting. It becomes cheap if you shout too much."

"I know," the voice in the notebook was low and melancholy, "but I don't want to lose this time with you."

Nalilian sneered, "If you're afraid of death, then so be it. Why are you pretending?"

Notebook fell silent, even feeling a little aggrieved. She had changed. She used to be reluctant to be mean to him.

Nalilian gradually calmed down. She was indeed frightened by the dream and thought that her soul was eroded by the notebook.

But judging from the notebook's attitude towards him, it doesn't seem that simple.

Maybe it wasn't just a dream.

If the other party says that they really knew each other in the past, it is not impossible.

Because there were many things on that dating game panel that she hadn't explored.

For example, the props for time travel, and the balance of love she wants to exchange.

She had no idea how this item increased the favorability of the captured character.

"So what's the secret you want to tell me?"

Narilian walked to a secluded corner with the notebook and asked, "If you don't tell me, I will take you to see Dumbledore now."

She added a threat.

Just like a weak animal encountering a powerful beast, she felt the danger and could only threaten in this way.

Her fingers were shaking as she said this.

But for the secret of her soul, the secret of her time travel, she could only endure it.

A low laugh came from Tom Riddle in the notebook. He certainly noticed this and found that although his Li En did not have the same memory as him, his personality had not changed.

The fact that he gets angry when he encounters danger is still so cute.

"You are a soul from another time and space," Tom said calmly, "and you want to return to your original time and space."

He knew. Nalilian felt a chill down her spine. "How did you know that?"

She was sure she should know the other person.

"Don't worry, Lee En, I won't do anything to hurt you," Tom said. "I'll only help you."

Because he loved her so much.

"You won't hurt me?" Narilian felt ridiculous. "You manipulated Ginny into doing so many things. Do you think I would believe you?"

He manipulated her to write words in blood, letting her open the secret room and release the basilisk. He also absorbed the soul of the little girl, turning her into a zombie without any breath of life!

"Ginny? The little Gryffindor girl?"

Tom paused, then laughed helplessly when he thought of how he had manipulated the Gryffindor girl into doing something.

"Li En, why do you think others can compare with you in my place?"

She had never been his servant.

"Liar," Nalilian would not be fooled by his sweet talk, "If it's really as you say, then why didn't you come to me in the first place?"

If he really had feelings for her as he said, he should have come to her after manipulating Ginny instead of asking Ginny to do those things.

"You're still so cute for asking such a question," the other person replied with a smile, "You've changed your body. How could I possibly care about a Gryffindor girl without touching your soul?"

"Don't you see? The one I hugged in my memory was the real you."

Nalilian's heart sank. She had indeed seen her original appearance in her dream.

Could it be that what he said was true?

She closed her eyes.

So what props did she buy in the game store that allowed her original body to contact him and make this devil fall in love with her?

She couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false, and she didn't know whether he really had feelings for her or was deceiving her.

After all, in her memory, Voldemort, who grew up in an orphanage, should be the type of person who is selfish, cold-hearted, and very calculating, and no one can get into his heart.

But there is one thing, the other party knows that she is a time traveler, so she cannot hand him over to Dumbledore.

Tom in the notebook looked at the girl looking up.

He was just a fragment of the original soul, with only memories up to the age of sixteen. He had no idea what happened afterwards that caused Li En to lose his memories of him and be separated from him.

But he knew that she would be dangerous if the subject's soul saw through her.

Because her soul is so perfect and full that it makes him eager to move.