Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

The next morning, Ginny covered her head and crawled out of bed. new

She felt a little groggy, as if she hadn't had any rest. But she knew that she couldn't lie down like this anymore. If she slept for a while longer, the class would probably start.

So she quickly sat up, started to get dressed, combed her hair, and then went to wash up.

But when she came back from the shower to get her textbooks, she found that her roommates were still asleep on the bed one by one.

"Hey - get up quickly, or you will be late for class." She shouted.

However, a head popped out from the curtain of the bed next door: "Ginny, are you sleepy? Today is the weekend!"

"Weekend?" Ginny's eyes widened.

How could it be the weekend?

She clearly remembered that it was Thursday when she went to bed yesterday?

Did he sleep all day?

Or is it true that this world is actually a world of science?

"Of course it's the weekend. Wasn't yesterday Friday? You said you weren't feeling well and asked Colin to ask for leave for you. Is it possible that you haven't recovered yet? Do you want to go to the campus hospital for a checkup?" Several roommates immediately asked with concern. stand up.

"It's okay... maybe I remembered it wrong." Ginny scratched her hair, slowly sat back on the edge of the bed, and turned her gaze to her small desk. There was nothing on the desk, but the diary was hidden in the drawer.

‘Is it you? Mr. Riddle? ’

Although she had a little doubt in her heart, Ginny kept the matter in her heart.

At this point, if she were to tell her parents about the diary, she would definitely be scolded. She didn't want to receive a shouting letter while eating. If that happened, she would rather die!

On the other hand, Ginny didn't want to believe that "Mr. Riddle" would hurt herself.

Just like now, although I have lost a small part of my memory, I don't seem to be harmed.

'Perhaps Mr. Riddle has another reason? ’ She wanted to open the diary immediately and figure everything out, but when she put her hands on the drawer, she was a little afraid. She was afraid that it was all false, and that from head to toe, "Mr. Riddle" was just trying to gain her trust.

I regard Mr. Riddle as a friend and tell him all my secrets. If I am really betrayed, what should I do?

Thinking of this, Ginny suddenly realized that she didn't know anything about "Mr. Riddle".

She had only seen the other's glory in the medal room, but what about everything else?

What kind of person is Tom Riddle?

He looked so good, maybe like Percy?

No, he was much more interesting than Percy, and not as rigid. Ginny thought about how "Mr. Riddle" instigated her to violate some trivial school rules these days, which was indeed interesting; he also taught her many little curses that could not be learned in textbooks, saying that they should be given to him when he conflicts with others. Come on!

'He doesn't look like Percy at all, but he looks a lot like Bill. ’ Ginny thought this way, and the more she thought about it, the happier she became. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was impossible for “Mr. Riddle” to hurt herself. But in this way, the question returns to the starting point - is it "Mr. Riddle" who is up to something, and if so, why is he doing it?

And should I continue to communicate with Mr. Riddle?

All kinds of problems bothered Ginny and made her a little irritable. She wanted to go back to sleep, but she couldn't sleep at all.

So she simply got up and walked silently to the common room.

"Hey, Ginny!" Ron stopped her with his eyes dazed, "Can you help me call Hermione? Harry went to practice Quidditch this morning. We plan to go over and have a look. You can come with us."

"Oh, okay, but I'm not in the mood right now." Ginny just nodded and turned to find Hermione's dormitory.

A few minutes later, Ginny and Hermione hurried down together.

"Are you really not coming with us, Ginny?" Ron looked more awake. He was a little confused. His sister usually admired Harry so much and wanted to keep her eyes on Harry all the time, but now, she didn't seem to be so interested in Harry.

But this is not surprising. Putting aside those legends, Harry is actually just an ordinary wizard. Ron himself also realized this in the process of getting along with him. Of course, after taking off the cloak of legend, Harry is still a great friend, at least much better than that idiot Lockhart!

Ginny pondered for a moment. She was really not in the mood at first, but thinking that "Mr. Riddle" would make her feel more cheerful from time to time, she suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with going to see him. It just so happened that she had nothing to do now, because she found that "Mr. Riddle" had thoughtfully completed all her homework for the weekend...

"All right."

The three of them first went to the hall to bring some food, and then went to the playground together. The Quidditch stands were empty, with almost no one there, and there was no one even on the field.

But she did see Colin holding up his camera and taking photos everywhere crazily.

The three of them sat together, and the morning fog on the playground had not completely dispersed.

After a while, Harry and the other team members came out wearing uniforms. It looks like he's about to start training again. Ron was surprised at the intensity of Quidditch practice, as Harry set off before dawn.

"You haven't finished practicing yet?"

"Not finished yet? No! It hasn't started yet!" Harry shook his head and said, "Wood has been talking about tactics for several hours, and I'm already going crazy with hunger."

"Would you like something to eat?" Ginny handed out the bread in her hand. She didn't have much appetite.

He was a little excited, but Wood didn't intend to give him time to eat.

Harry kicked off his feet and flew into the sky on his Nimbus 2000.

But the training was interrupted almost before it started.

Because Colin was holding the camera and filming them like crazy, which made Wood very unhappy. He suspected that this kid was a spy sent by Slytherin to get information about their new tactics!

"Slytherin doesn't need spies at all." George said helplessly.

"how do you know?"

"Because they came on their own."

Several people in green robes walked into the stadium, holding broomsticks in their hands. It was the team of their old enemy Slytherin. Wood flew down angrily, and the two teams immediately erupted into a strong smell of gunpowder.

"How is this going?"

Hermione's slightly worried voice called Ginny out of her fugue.

"What's wrong?"

"They're quarreling! Go over and take a look!" Ron jumped down immediately. He thought that if a conflict really broke out, he couldn't just sit back and watch!

When they rushed downstairs, Ron and Hermione looked at the man with platinum-blond hair in the Slytherin team in surprise.

——Draco Malfoy.

Of course Ginny also knew him. It was his father who fought with her own father at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore during the summer vacation.

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