HP Star Shining

Su Xingchen seemed a little absent-minded the whole day.

But after Harry and Ron studied it for a long time, they found it was just an ordinary diary with no words in it.

"Don't worry," Harry joked lightly, "Maybe the diary has some kind of spell on it, like 'beautiful girls are off limits' or something like that."

"I'm fine." Su Xingchen smiled. It was obvious that Harry wanted to comfort her.

The door opened and Hermione stormed into the common room, plopped down across from the two of them, looking terrified.

By the way, Hermione can be discharged from the hospital tonight.

"What's wrong, Hermione?" Su Xingchen was curious why Hermione looked like a dog bitten on the butt.

"Do you know what horrific thing I encountered on the way back?" Hermione looked as if she had seen a ghost.

"What's the matter?" Ron, who was detained by the professor because his wand kept making mistakes, just happened to come back.

Hermione hooked her fingers, and four heads came together. "You may not believe me, but guess who I met on the way back from the hospital?"

Ron immediately showed a look of disgust. "Could it be Lockhart?"

Hermione shook her head and said mysteriously, "It was Malfoy. There was no one on the path at the time. I thought he wanted to attack me, but you will never guess what he did."

Su Xingchen's eyes widened instantly. Could it be what she thought?

"What did he do to you?" Harry asked anxiously.

Hermione looked at the three people's expressions with satisfaction and continued, "Although his voice was as small as a mosquito and a little unclear, I am sure he said 'Sorry'."

"Impossible!" Ron jumped up suddenly, attracting the attention of the other Gryffindors in the common room. Hermione pulled him back to his seat.

"I mean, you must have heard wrongly," Ron whispered, leaning close to his head, and Harry nodded along.

"There's nothing wrong with my ears."

Ah this... Su Xingchen really didn't expect that Draco would actually go to find Hermione?

Hermione quickly noticed that Su Xingchen's expression was different from the other two people, "Xingchen, does this have anything to do with you?"

"Ah?" She felt a little guilty. Su Xingchen knew that none of the three wanted her to have any contact with Draco. Due to the pressing gazes of the three, she had to explain.

"It was... on Christmas night, we met in the corridor. At that time, I wanted him to return to Slytherin as soon as possible, so I said that as long as he apologized... we could be friends again."

"No!" The two boys said in unison, almost attracting other people's attention again. Fortunately, they knew to lower their voices.

Su Xingchen opened her round almond-shaped eyes and blinked blankly. No, was there any need to be so excited?

Hermione was helpless. What should she do among her three friends: one was reckless, one was impatient, and the other was stupid?

"Why not just pretend you don't know? Hermione was the only one there anyway," Ron suggested.

"Isn't this a bad idea?" Su Xingchen said, "I already know."

Harry took a deep breath. When he saw Su Xingchen lowering his head and picking at his fingers without looking at them, he knew that there was no turning back.

He decided to put the matter aside for the time being, took out Riddle's diary and told Hermione the whole story of how he had found it.

Hermione became visibly excited. She took the diary and looked at it carefully. "There might be magic hidden in it."

Su Xingchen looked at Hermione and Harry, who were holding the same ordinary diary as him, and became more certain of his previous thoughts.

"If that's the case, it's quite cleverly hidden," Ron said. "I don't understand why you don't throw it away, Harry."

"I want to know why anyone would want to throw it away, and how Riddle got the Hogwarts Special Service Award."

Harry himself couldn't explain why he didn't want to throw the diary away. He knew it was empty, but he always couldn't help turning the pages.

He was sure he had never heard the name Riddle before, but he always felt that the name meant something to him, as if it was a friend he had forgotten long ago with the passage of time.

But that was impossible. He didn't have any friends before he came to Hogwarts, until Su Xingchen moved into Privet Drive.

Also, he wanted to know why Su Xingchen couldn't touch the diary.

"Anything is possible. Maybe he earned thirty OWLs, or rescued a teacher from a giant squid, or killed Myrtle..."

Su Xingchen glanced at Ron in surprise. It was obvious from his expression that he was just saying it casually, but he actually hit the mark. The young man was quite talented.

Harry said nothing. He saw the focused look on Hermione's face and guessed that she had the same idea as him.

"Malfoy told you that the Chamber of Secrets was opened fifty years ago, right?" Hermione patted the diary excitedly, "This diary is also from fifty years ago."

"so what?"

"Ron, wake up," Hermione said bluntly. "Riddle won an award for outstanding contribution to the school fifty years ago. So... could he have won it for capturing the Heir of Slytherin? His diary might tell us where the Chamber of Secrets is? What's locked up inside?"

"That's a brilliant deduction, Hermione," Ron said with a curled lip. "The only downside is that there's nothing written in his diary."

"Maybe it's invisible ink." So Hermione cast a revelation spell on the diary and used the revelation eraser, but it had no effect at all, and she looked very disappointed.

"Let's go and see Riddle's medal." Su Xingchen was sure that he was an ordinary second-year student like Harry and the others, but he also understood that they were not exactly the same.

So far, the time when Harry's scar hurt and this diary were both related to Voldemort, so she wanted to touch Voldemort's medal to see if there would be any reaction.

Now Su Xingchen was eager to know whether she was more sensitive to the dark arts or had some connection with Voldemort? Although no matter how she thought about it, she could not have had any relationship with Voldemort before, but she was really worried.

Don’t let it be the second type, otherwise you will cry to death.

The four of them walked towards the trophy display room under the cover of night. Fortunately, it was not yet curfew.

Riddle's gold medal was kept in a display case in the corner, and Hermione also spotted Riddle's name on an old good conduct medal and a student council list.

"He looks just like Percy, prefect, head boy, and maybe even top student." Ron wrinkled his nose in disgust. He never wanted to come to the trophy room again in his life. The moment he got here, he would think of Filch and the endless slug slime that could never be wiped off.

Opening the door of the trophy display cabinet, Su Xingchen reached out to the medal with trembling hands.

Huh? No reaction. She took out the medal again and spun it around in her hand a few times, but felt nothing.

Su Xingchen was a little happy, but it didn't seem to mean anything, so she turned around and looked at Harry.

"Harry, can I feel your scar again?"

The memory of being burned last night was so vivid that between holding a hot iron and being pricked by a needle, she chose the needle.

Seeing Harry nod, Su Xingchen reached out his hand to the scar on his forehead.

Her fingers lingered on the scar for a few seconds, pressed a few times with a little force, and then slowly withdrew. Finally, her gaze turned to Harry's pocket again.

This time Harry understood immediately and took out the diary from his pocket.

Su Xingchen took a deep breath and took the diary from Harry.

This time, she didn't throw it to the ground immediately. Instead, she followed Harry and Hermione's example and opened the diary. Her fingers rubbed over the vague name "Riddle". Apart from the touch of her skin sliding across the paper, she didn't feel anything else.

Closing the diary, Su Xingchen, relieved of the burden, smiled sweetly from the bottom of her heart. "Maybe it's just like Harry said. This diary has a restriction like 'Girls Can't Touch', but it's been a long time, and it's no longer effective after being triggered once."

Su Xingchen knew that there was no such restriction on the diary, and she was not the first girl to touch the diary, but as long as it had nothing to do with Voldemort, she didn't care about any other reasons.

So now she pulled Harry's words of comfort to her, telling the three children not to worry. Harry didn't respond. The child was as stupid as if he were possessed. Ron was in the same state.

"Harry?" Harry, who had been awakened, turned red in the face and felt extremely embarrassed.

He was the closest, and when Su Xingchen smiled just now, it was like a gorgeous flower blooming quickly before his eyes. Even the dewdrops and trembling on the petals were clearly visible, rushing straight into his heart.

Hermione patted Su Xingchen on the shoulder and said, "Xingchen, don't laugh like that easily in the future, okay?" Ron nodded in agreement blankly.

Su Xingchen looked at Hermione in confusion. She was really happy that she had nothing to do with Voldemort.

Hermione sighed, then thought that this was a good thing. This way, Xingchen would not have to deal with any mess and could travel with her in the ocean of knowledge.

Although she herself liked Lockhart, that liking was mostly admiration.

The sun began to shine weakly on Hogwarts again, and Harry's good mood early in the morning was completely ruined by the person in front of him.

That's right, the person he hated the most, the person he hated even more than Daly, Malfoy, had reappeared after a few months.

"Malfoy!" Ron walked over angrily, "What are you doing here?" He certainly knew why Malfoy was here, but that didn't mean he accepted it.

Draco gave Ron a mocking smile, not even glancing at him. He looked at the three people approaching slowly from a distance, the one he was waiting for was among them.

Su Xingchen was a little surprised. Although her relationship with Draco was not secretive before, he rarely came to her when there were many Gryffindors around, as if he was born to hate all Gryffindors.