38 years of past events

When I turned the diary page by page from beginning to end, I finally confirmed that this is a blank book.

Yes, nothing!No invisible lettering, no protective spells, not even a single letter visible.If it wasn't for the fact that the name Tom Riddle was written on the cover, I would have thought for a moment that I had picked it up by mistake.

The ink-stained quill faltered on the paper, and I thought Ginny and Daisy couldn't be smarter than me, so what the hell am I going to do now?When a drop of ink seeped into the yellowed paper, I finally wrote down the first word: Chamber of Secrets.

Soon, a line of words appeared on the paper: Hello, my name is Tom Riddle, nice to meet you.

sky!He is really here!

I couldn't restrain the joy in my heart, and then carefully wrote down my reply: My name is Randolph Riddle, and I'm glad to meet you too.

Yes, better than the time in the Forbidden Forest.Now I'm sure it's the perfect start, just as I'm sure it's going to be a beautiful journey.

However, he did not reply after a long time, and there was no movement on the clean page.

I am a little disappointed.

I didn't know if he was thinking about something or something else, until I doubted whether I should continue, suddenly, there was a strong wind, and the paper quickly turned over in front of my eyes, and the golden light reflected from it sucked me in for a moment, When I realized the situation in front of me, the first thing I thought of was the secret room!

right!It was the secret room that appeared in my dream.

But now there is no one here, I tried to take a few steps forward, and suddenly, a huge head stuck out and roared at me.

It's a basilisk!

It rushed towards me crazily, its thick tail slapped on the pipe and made a muffled sound, and finally I was cornered. Its fangs with its mouth open were about to fall towards me, so I quickly raised it The wand commanded him in Parseltongue: "Stop, you fellow, I command you to obey my call, the call of Salazar's heir, and go back to where you belong."

It didn't leave, but turned into a mist and disappeared. When the mist slowly dissipated, a person walked out from the darkness. His steps were not fast, but calm and elegant.

Gradually, as he approached, the previously blurred outline and facial features began to become clear one by one.When he stopped and saw me, he had to say that even his own eyes showed a little bit of surprise, no way, who made us at least [-]% similar.He stood across from me and gave me a thorough look. It was like evaluating an object, which made me feel bad.At least no one in Slytherin would dare to do that to me.

"who are you?"

He spoke Parseltongue, and I answered him in Parseltongue, "Randolph Salazar Marvolo Riddle."

Yes, this is my full name, but few people know it at Hogwarts, just like no one knows my relationship with him or Voldemort.

He didn't speak, but I could see surprise in his eyes.

"How big?"

"17, the last year of Hogwarts."

Whenever I finish answering a question, he will always be silent for a while, I have no way of knowing what he is thinking, or...he is still doubting me.

It wasn't until a while later that he seemed to have figured something out, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became elusive, "Oh, Afra's son."

Afra?Is that my mother's name?Did I finally hear my mother's name from this man for the first time in my life?

However, his tone that seemed to have nothing to do with him made me feel a little angry.

"Is it your son too?" I asked him unwillingly.

He seemed a little surprised that he didn't expect me to ask such a question, but soon he said: "I just didn't expect that woman Aphra to actually keep you."

"But that doesn't matter anymore, from now on, you just need to remember that you are a descendant of the great Slytherin."

"But why did the basilisk come to attack me just now, did you let it do it?" Apart from the young father in front of me, I couldn't think of another person.

"You are hurt?"

"of course not!"

"That's fine. You are still alive. You must know that no one can survive the basilisk. Of course, it will never harm the descendants of Slytherin." His tone was quite relaxed, as if the giant python was about to The falling fangs were just a joke.

"But I'm your son." I'm still pissed that he's failed as a father, past and future.Damn it, I shouldn't have expected him to be as gentle as Ginny, Daisy said.

"So that's just an illusion, the memory of 50 years ago, it won't come at all, the real basilisk is still in the secret room."

What?Oh, I should have thought of it earlier, how could this be a secret room, how could there be a basilisk, this place is obviously full of his memories, memories from 50 years ago, Merlin, am I so excited that I forgot my brain?

"Randolph, use your brain more! You are not like me in this!"

"Okay, let's talk about serious business." To avoid being called stupid by him again, it is very important to get rid of the topic.

"What do you want to hear? About the two stupid girls and their boring troubles? I think you should know all of these."

"Yes, of course I know. I mean, what are you going to do next? You won't be as simple as opening the secret room and clearing out a few mudbloods, right?"

"Of course not. Now I'm not interested in those. I need energy. Now I lack energy. See? It's only a few days before I can completely leave the diary and truly come alive. Lord Voldemort will return again by then. Complete the mission of Salazar Slytherin! What a great thing this is!"

"So what do you want me to do?"

"Energy! Help me find energy! Those two stupid girls, pick one! I need one of them!"

"I can do that without a problem."

"Also, if I can, I want to see the kid, yes, Randolph, I want to see Harry Potter! I want to see for myself what's so special about this boy, that he can do it twice. Defeat the strongest Dark Lord ever! I don't believe it!" Speaking of Harry, his tone revealed a kind of extreme excitement and unwillingness.

Also, how could the Dark Lord be willing to be defeated by a child.

"I can promise you all of these. In fact, I have a great idea. Let's open the Chamber of Secrets and get rid of a Mudblood. Then, I will hand you over to Harry Potter. Ginny Wesley will definitely look for it when the time comes." You, you take the opportunity to hijack her and absorb her power, and then we lead Harry to the secret room and let the basilisk kill him directly!"

"Very well, your brain has finally come in handy."

"Of course, besides being similar to you, my brain has never been idle." In fact, I am proud of myself for being able to come up with such a well-planned plan for doing bad things.

However, I saw his frown in displeasure, oops, I mentioned looks, he must be taboo about this, like my grandfather of Muggle descent.

"Since this is the case, I will leave everything to you. Remember to hurry up and don't make me wait too long. I need energy! And have I told you, don't mention that stupid Muggle to me!"

"Understood, then, we can talk about..."

"What do you want to say?"

Forget it, the future is long, I thought about it, but after all, I still didn't ask that sentence about my mother.

"I didn't want to say anything. Father."

After the last two words fell, there was a trace of emotion in his eyes, but it was only covered up in an instant without a trace.

After returning to the dormitory, I was at a loss holding this blank diary. Apart from recording his own memories 50 years ago, there seemed to be nothing else in it. It can be said that it is too simple and straightforward, but everything Is that really the case?Did that woman named Afra really not leave a single word?

I don't know, I sat under the lamp and had a dream, a dream about my mother, a chaotic party, a man covering his ear bleeding, and a crazy woman laughing, these messed up scenes in my head In addition to the portrait of the Malfoy family, I would actually dream of a man I had never seen in my life, which made me feel incredible and at the same time feel extremely absurd.

And dreams are always so magical, like the truth of pursuit, it never allows you to remember everything.When I woke up from the light, except for the midnight bell and a name called Thicknesses still remained in my mind, everything else became blank and completely forgotten.

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