Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

Then I went to the afternoon class.

Do you think he's not worried about Luna being controlled?

Not everyone could act out Luna's condition. Even Sybill Trelawney, the divination professor who was good at portraying herself as a charlatan, couldn't show that kind of agility.

Douglas also noticed that the rope Luna used to bind the diary had some runes added to it. Although they weren't very powerful, they were definitely enough to deal with Voldemort in his current state.

What a smart girl.

After class in the afternoon.

Douglas had George and Fred informed to go to Professor McGonagall tonight to complete their theoretical last few days of detention.

After all, no one was sure that Professor Snape would let them go so easily.

Defense Against the Dark Arts Office.

Douglas closed the door and moved many things in the office to other places.

Then he carefully took the diary out of the stone box and untied the straps.

Then turn to a blank page.

Douglas cleared his throat and greeted them as if they were all familiar with each other:

"Ahem, good evening, Senior Riddle!"

But after a long time, not a single word appeared in the diary.

This made Douglas feel embarrassed, and he guessed that the diary might not be able to hear the sounds outside.

I had no choice but to pick up my quill and write in my diary:

"Good evening, Senior Tom Riddle!"

Then after a long time, there was still no change in this line of words.

Just like an ordinary notebook.

Douglas continued to write:

"Voldemort?"

Still no response.

Douglas laughed angrily. If he wasn't particularly sensitive to black magic, he would have clearly felt that there was an extraordinary black magic power in this diary.

He really thought that the other party had been resurrected and left the diary.

Pretending to be dead, right?

Ha ha.

This lets you know how terrible it is to offend a scholar.

Douglas picked up his pen and calmly began to write the story.

[One day in 1926, a witch who was about to give birth struggled to crawl to the door of an orphanage and eventually gave birth to a baby boy on the steps at the door.

In order to save the baby boy from the pursuit of his family, the witch used up all her magic power and cast an ancient spell to protect her child so that he could grow up safely.

It was precisely because of this that she suffered a difficult labor...】

He hasn't finished writing yet.

Suddenly the words on the paper flashed, and then disappeared without a trace.

Douglas put down his pen, feeling very proud: Haha, even if I can't deal with Voldemort who is in his forties, can't I deal with Tom who is in his teens?

Soon, a text appeared on the paper, written in Douglas's ink.

[Nonsense!]

A witch, died in childbirth? What a joke, so shameful!!!

Protection spell?

The greatest wizard who ever lived would need the protection of a witch who died a cowardly death.

This is even more of a not-so-funny joke.

Douglas Holmes!!!

A filthy mudblood actually dares to comment on the great Lord Voldemort! 】

Douglas curled his lips, but didn't wait for his answer.

Suddenly the words on the paper flickered.

[It’s you!]

That's the article you wrote!

who are you?

Why do you know so many things? 】

Soon the text disappeared, apparently in the hope that Douglas would continue writing.

But Douglas had no intention of writing anything. He was not at all interested in what Voldemort was going to do or what he was going to ask.

What he wanted to do most now was to kill Tom Riddle in the diary.

In this way, the blame for lying to Dumbledore could be completely put on him.

In this way, no matter what he said later, even if he directly told Dumbledore how to open the Chamber of Secrets, he could say that Voldemort's diary told him.

Even if Dumbledore suspected something, he would have no evidence.

The method of dealing with Horcruxes is actually not complicated.

The venom of the basilisk and the curse of fierce fire.

Douglas has always been strange,

Legend has it that the first basilisk was created by Herpo the Wicked, a Greek wizard who spoke Parseltongue.

The first Dark wizard to successfully create a Horcrux was also 'Herbo the Despicable'.

Create a weapon that kills yourself?

Douglas even maliciously speculated that the reason why "Despicable Herpo" did not survive until now by relying on the Horcrux was probably because it was accidentally destroyed by his own pet basilisk.

However, Douglas wanted to test it.

Could the spell he created by combining Eastern mystical magic concepts also destroy the Horcrux?

Chapter 106 Passed away peacefully

Just do it.

Douglas paid no attention to Tom Riddle's frantic questioning in the diary.

Anyway, given the other party's current condition, there is no way for him to escape from the diary.

He sealed the other party in the stone box again.

Then it was packed into a special small bag...

Douglas waited until the early morning, and it suddenly started raining outside. He felt that God was helping him.

From the Marauder's Map, it was observed that there was no one moving in the castle.

Then, avoiding the ghost's activity area, Douglas found an open-air corridor facing the Forbidden Forest.

Use Animagus and fly directly into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

Carefully avoid the territories of some magical creatures and come to a wider area.

After transforming into a human, Douglas quickly cast an Invulnerability Spell on himself. (The Invulnerability Spell is a spell that makes the object waterproof (including fog-proof) and fire-proof. It can be used on both people and objects.)

Then he took out the stone box.

The moment he opened the stone box.

I heard an angry voice shouting:

"Damn Mudblood, what the hell are you doing!"

Douglas snapped his fingers, and a luminous spell (Light of Righteousness) appeared out of thin air.

A tall boy with black hair, whose outline could only be vaguely seen. His lower body vaguely extended from the diary like the genie in Aladdin's lamp, as if he had used up all his magic power to create this illusion.

But before Douglas could take a closer look, he found that the figure flashed twice under the illumination of the Light of Righteousness Spell, and then suddenly disappeared.

An angry roar came from the diary.

Douglas shrugged helplessly and said, "I gave you the opportunity to appear on camera, but who knew you were so incompetent."

But he soon discovered that something was wrong. The other party was not roaring in a human voice, but in a strange accent.

He suddenly thought of Voldemort's bloodline skill - Parseltongue.

The greatest ability of Parseltongue is not just to communicate with snakes, but to command snakes.

Although this place is far away from Hogwarts, it is just the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets.

No one knows the exact location of the secret room.

What if it's right under the Forbidden Forest?

Douglas didn't dare to bet that the other party would summon snakes from the Forbidden Forest.

Haha, he didn't think the magical snakes in the Forbidden Forest had the courage to appear in front of him.

He wasted no more time.

He drew out the lightning-struck wooden wand, pointed to the sky and shouted, "Shenxiao Zhenglei!"

I saw a dark cloud suddenly gathered about thirty feet above the open space, and lightning flashed continuously in the dark cloud.

Douglas waved his wand like a sword, pointing it at the stone box.

In an instant, a lightning bolt as thick as an adult's arm, guided by the magic wand, struck the diary in the stone box.

"Oh!"

The stone box exploded instantly. Douglas waved his hand and used the Armor Spell to block the flying dirt and rocks.

He stared intently at the diary that flew high into the sky in the explosion.

And at the moment of the explosion, Douglas seemed to hear a terrible, long-lasting scream that pierced his eardrums.

Then the diary fell not far away like an ordinary stone. As it fell, a lot of ink was splashed out of the book and fell with the rain.

Under the illumination of the Luminous Charm, Douglas saw streams of ink gushing out of the diary. A fist-sized hole had been struck in the middle by lightning, and black smoke was hissing out.

Douglas waited for a while and found that a puddle of ink and rainwater had formed next to the diary. Wow, how much ink had it consumed?

"Tom?"

"Riddle?"

"Voldemort?"

"If you don't say anything, I'll try again. I heard that Fiendfyre and Horcruxes are a better match."

No matter how Douglas called out, the diary remained unresponsive.

But Douglas was still a little worried, so he pointed his wand at the summoned dark cloud and shouted, "Thunder 100!"

In an instant, with the diary as the center, within a two-meter radius, lightning bolts as thick as fingers fell instantly and densely.

Soon, a hundred thunders fell, and the land seemed to have been turned over. Douglas also saw several ordinary insects being struck by lightning and turned to ashes.

He squatted aside and looked carefully for a while, and felt that there should be no danger.

Wave the wand and use the flying spell.

He discovered that the diary was indeed flying straight towards him.

Douglas didn't reach out to catch it, but let the diary fall directly to the ground in front of him.

I saw that there was not only a big hole on the notebook, but also many small holes on the surrounding cover, accompanied by a burning smell and bursts of black smoke.

Tom Riddle's name was on the cover, and one could barely make out the three words '...M...Riddle'.