Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Putting aside Luo Liluo's angry remarks, the diary's answer was also very strange:

Who is Tom?

You don’t know who Tom is?

Pretending to have amnesia? Zhang Xiao held the pen in hand, thought for a while, and then wrote:

"Do you know what you are?"

The handwriting gradually disappeared, and a new line of text gradually emerged:

"I am a Horcrux."

Zhang Xiao frowned, something was wrong, the fact that the diary was a Horcrux should have been kept strictly confidential by Tom.

He hid it because he didn't want others to know the secret of his immortality.

Not even the loyal Bella.

Now that he said it directly, was Tom really stupid?

After trying for a while, Zhang Xiao put down his pen and raised his eyebrows high.

interesting!

After chatting for a period of time, Zhang Xiao felt that he was facing an AI and had no thinking function.

I can only answer questions instinctively.

And Zhang Xiao often asks some very logical questions. For example, Xiao Ming’s father has three sons. The eldest son is called Da Mao and the second son is called Er Mao.

What is the name of the third son?

Tom: I'm sorry, your question is too profound. In front of your wisdom as vast as the sky, I can only lower my head and listen to your teachings.

Translated is 'I don't understand'.

The way he talks is very similar to Lockhart’s fan letters, so what exactly has Tom been going through?

Even if I become a fool, I still instinctively speak in this exaggerated tone.

It would be really interesting if Tom wasn't acting.

Who did it? Dumbledore? Zhang Xiao pinched his chin. It couldn't be Dumbledore. What was hidden inside was Voldemort's soul fragment.

If you want to do anything to the soul, you will undoubtedly need extremely superb soul technology.

Dumbledore couldn't make a Horcrux with memory and autonomous thinking that could pass the Turing test like it is now.

There is no doubt that Dumbledore has studied the soul, but the entire wizarding world does not know much about the soul, let alone rich.

If we had such a fast, ruthless and accurate method, we wouldn't be so helpless when facing the Horcrux.

Think again of the word 'someone' left in Dumbledore's note

After eliminating all possibilities, the remaining answer, no matter how incredible it is, is still the truth, that is... Tao Sect?

When it comes to playing with souls, Taoism is definitely the ancestor.

But didn’t grandpa go back?

Zhang Xiao suddenly remembered Dumbledore's superb screen-peeping skills and little hobby of watching. Could it be that grandpa also had this hobby?

The more I thought about it, the more I thought it was possible. As for whether it was possible, just ask.

After getting through the phone, his parents had already learned the news that he was hospitalized, and said they would call him soon and go over to see him.

Zhang Chengdao also vividly told him the scene when he used the teleportation charm:

"Son, you don't know that Grandpa You always sits in the rear. When those crooked people see the Heavenly Master, they are 100% courageous and have to go first. 99% of them almost run away.

Your father and I finally caught a Gaotai elder from Liyue. The grandson was anxious and frightened, but I felt comfortable fighting him.

Suddenly, the grandson felt so confident that he dared to fight back. I was wondering, is it because my father is not good at what he does?

I took a moment to take a look and found that your grandfather was missing!

I thought that mother-in-law's sister-in-law lured your grandfather away through some charming tricks.

I'm still thinking about it, but you are so angry in heaven.

This distraction caused the grandson to get hit twice.

After a while, I saw your grandpa came back. He laughed and said that he was happy today. He would slap each one in the face and let him go if he didn't die.

The result was all gone.

Especially the old boy on the high platform, I saw your grandpa’s slap. The one with the thunder spell was turned into ashes!

Later I told you that I went to your place and met the number one stupid bird in the world. "

After finishing speaking, Zhang Chengdao was filled with sighs, as if he was remembering that an opponent who was very comfortable to fight just disappeared.

After confirming that the diary was indeed handled by Heavenly Master, Zhang Xiao finally felt relieved.

The other half is respect for Tom. What if Voldemort's acting skills are amazing, or there is some trick to deceive the master?

Put the diary back into the four elephant jade box and put it away.

The main reason I want the diary is to learn about black magic. One thing is very interesting. The great wizards in the wizarding world have all studied black magic.

He is even very proficient. I once saw an interesting statement in my previous life. If Dumbledore used black magic to fight Voldemort, Voldemort would be defeated every time he takes the lead.

There is no Qingluan now, and he has not recovered from the poison. It is not a good time to learn black magic.

After putting away the Four Elephant Jade Box, Zhang Xiao couldn't wait to take out the "Golden Book and Jade Book" from the Qiankun Bag. After turning the first page, the following pages seemed to be stuck together.

A faint golden light emerged from Zhang Xiao's hand, and the golden light reflected many complicated characters on the pages made of white jade.

The character flashed twice and gradually disappeared. I tried it again this time and it turned a page easily.

I rubbed my hands in anticipation, did I still enter the world in the book? Zhang Xiao tried his best to calm down the excitement in his heart and calmed down. Holding Yuan Shouyi was what his father would say every time he entered the Golden Book and Jade Book.

Tentatively, he stretched out his hand and tapped the glossy, mirror-like book page, and saw that the dense light on the page also rippled with the touch of his fingers.

Sure enough, the familiar feeling came over again, everything around him began to blur, and his whole body seemed to be pushed hard by someone, and he fell unconsciously into the page of the book.

When Zhang Xiao came to his senses, he found that he was in a strange environment, not the huge square on the top of the mountain.

This seemed to be a quiet room. The room was not big and the decoration was very simple. The wooden windows with grilles were propped up, letting in the warm sunlight.

The ground is made of blue bricks, and a simple incense burner is placed on the small altar table. The incense inside has been lit, and the green smoke spirals until it reaches a certain height and suddenly points straight upward.

What is offered on the altar is not an image of a god, but a set of words. The words "Heaven and Earth" are written on it with powerful pen and ink.

The wooden door of the hut was pushed open, and Zhang Chengdao walked in with a smile on his face, still wearing the same lazy look in white robes.

"Xiaoxiao, that's amazing. Three inches of golden light so quickly? I just sensed someone coming in. I'm still waiting for you in the square."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and two futons appeared on the ground as usual.

After Zhang Xiao sat cross-legged, he raised his eyebrows slightly proudly:

"Before, it was stuck at two inches and nine minutes. After a fight, it reached three inches."

Zhang Chengdao nodded thoughtfully:

"Oh? Breaking through by fighting? It's exactly the same as me back then."

Zhang Xiao's ears immediately moved to fight for a breakthrough? Same as dad back then?

Sure enough, are all 16-year-old geniuses killed?