38 years of past events

In the next few days, I have been waiting for news from Ginny, but after two days of observation, there seems to be nothing abnormal. On the contrary, Harry is wholeheartedly tracking down the murderer.

Of course, it wouldn't be true if it had to be said that it didn't happen. Although my father and I have stopped for the past two days and haven't opened the Chamber of Secrets again, Dumbledore's situation is not optimistic.

Just yesterday, people from the Ministry of Magic took Hagrid away. For a person with a criminal record, this attack in the locked room undoubtedly made him headlines again, and also took away the man who tried to intercede for Hagrid Dumbledore.

Of course, I don't think he will come back again, who made it Lucius who came yesterday.

"The board of directors has unanimously decided that you, Albus Dumbledore, will be suspended as headmaster for two months from now on. At the same time, these three assault cases will also be handed over to the Ministry of Magic for trial, and you must no longer interfere."

This is definitely the best news I have heard. Dumbledore is leaving Hogwarts, no matter how long it is two months, at least during this time, we can get rid of Harry Potter without any scruples !

"Lucius Malfoy, I'm afraid this is the only smart thing you've done this year." I opened and closed my lips silently, and he gave me a slight nod across the crowd.

Yes, Lucius put the diary into Ginny's tongs, and the meeting between Ginny and me on the train was also arranged by Lucius. He did everything. He wanted to get rid of this troublesome diary completely, but I didn't expect that everything would develop so unexpectedly smoothly in my hands.

After Lucius left, I decided to go to Ginny. I was getting impatient with her quiet silence these days.

"Is Miss Wesley ready to surrender herself?" When I appeared, she was frowning in a daze, as if she was thinking about something.

"Riddle, you... why are you here?"

"I think if I don't come again, maybe Miss Weasley will forget me."

"Riddle, I..."

"It's been so many days without any progress. It seems that you are really ready to sacrifice yourself, right?"

"I... I just can't do that. I think a lot these days. I think I'm really wrong. I can't make mistakes again and again, so..."

"So, you're ready to sacrifice yourself, aren't you? And you don't want to be friends with Potter? Don't you want to continue your studies at Hogwarts? Don't want to—"

She interrupted my words, "Stop talking, don't force me anymore, please, I have already figured out what to do, although my mother and the others will be very disappointed with me in the end, but I don't want to continue to deceive myself, deceive Everyone, so..."

"Oh, it's touching, what Miss Weasley said is really touching." I applauded for her, "But unfortunately, this matter may not be as simple as Miss Weasley thought, especially for me. It’s just the beginning.”

"Riddle, you... what do you mean?"

"Mean? Of course I mean..." I smiled at her, and then, wand out: "Stupefy! (fainting out)"

Then I took Ginny to the secret room, and left a kidnapped message on the wall in Parseltongue. I knew the savior would come to find the secret room when he saw it.

So now is the start of planning!

That girl, with red hair and a black robe, is lying quietly in the middle of the stone room at this moment, her pale face looks as if she is about to die, no matter how much you call, she cannot wake up, of course, no one will wake her up now .

The water droplets hit the stone room and made a constant "tap-tap" sound. I slowly paced beside her, admiring my thorough and perfect plan while waiting for that person to come back.

After a while, I heard the sound of the secret room opening. He walked towards me stepping on the wet ground, and his not-so-fast pace echoed an exceptionally loud sound in the silent room.

"Welcome back, I have been waiting for you for a long time." I said to him in snake language.

He approached, looked at Ginny on the ground and smiled, then took out the diary from his pocket and threw it down.

"Mr. Riddle looks much better." He's not as frail as I've seen him, now he's handsome and thin, like a real entity.

"Of course, I'll get better after a while, thanks to this stupid girl's abundant magic power that just gave me the energy I need. So, after a while, you will be able to witness the miracle of Lord Voldemort's resurrection with your own eyes." Already!" He looked down at his hands, which were gradually full of strength, with excitement.

"It is indeed something to look forward to, so now may I inform those loyal "old friends" of yours, so that they can see that Lord Voldemort is back again." I said it very politely, although I don't think they How many are faithful.

"No, no, Randolph, wait a minute, we have to wait for the boy to come, show them his body, let them fully understand that Voldemort is invincible, no one can! Pay the price for your stupid defection!"

"You know which of them betrayed you?" I always thought he was at least trusting in the loyalty of the Death Eaters.

He smiled: "Lucius Malfoy, I don't need anyone to tell me, I can guess, because it is the bad nature of their family, defection! Infidelity! It has always been like this! And Travers , Anthony Dolohov, Murciber... oh, I almost forgot about the Lestranges, but they'll be rewarded." He named a lot of names, but some of them did surprise me , because they were so well concealed in the crowd that I couldn't connect the Death Eaters with them at all.

"And Severus Snape!" I had to remind him, "It's unbelievable that he stayed at Hogwarts as a Potions professor instead of Azkaban."

"Sev?" He murmured softly, as if hesitating, but in the end he didn't tell me anything, but it worried me, because I always felt that Snape was unreliable.

"Then, is there...is there...the Thinknes family?" I don't know why, at that moment, this name suddenly popped up in my mind, and the dream of that night popped up.

"How did you think of this?" He asked strangely, and then told me disapprovingly: "That family that is as sticky as a butter pot has nothing to pursue!"

"Then is she also such a person?" I asked urgently: "Actually, I just want to know... Has she ever followed you as a Death Eater?"

"What exactly do you want to ask?"

"You know, my mother."

He was stunned for a moment, and after he realized it, he replied impatiently: "It's pretty much it."

"Then she..."

"Okay, don't mention those meaningless things anymore, you just need to remember that you are a descendant of Salazar Slytherin and will become a great wizard. Throw it to the garbage dump for me." He stopped my next question, obviously he didn't want to mention that woman, although I always guessed that he might not like her, but the behavior just now - still let me I am disappointed.

"Okay, Randolph, let's go outside and have a look. Why hasn't our friend come yet? Don't you think he's so stupid that he can't find the entrance to the secret room?"

"Probably not, I left him a hint on the wall, and since Ginny is with us, he will definitely come."

But in the end I decided to go out and see, who made the Dark Lord say that.

Of course, every time he leaves, he asks me to take my brain with me, which makes me very uncomfortable. You know, I have been an excellent student in Slytherin all these years, but I have become a fool with him synonymous with.

"Don't worry, Mr. Riddle!"

Although I had some dissatisfaction, I still didn't burst out. I came to the entrance. At this time, the secret room was opened, and there were a few rays of light directly shining down through the pipe, adding a touch of brightness to the dim interior.

Then a person jumped down from the top, of course it is not so much a jump as it is a fall, because at this moment that person is rubbing his sore buttocks and complaining about something.

"Randolph? Why are you here?" Lockhart was extremely confused and surprised when he saw me.

I smiled at him and said nothing, and then another voice came from above: "Professor Lockhart, are you all right? What do you see down there?"

"I saw……"

"Oh, what are you going to do, Randolph?"

My wand was pressing against his neck at the moment, and he stared at me with wide eyes, not daring to believe, "Put down your wand quickly, good boy, this is no joke, I am your teacher."

"Of course, if Professor Lockhart is willing to cooperate, I will put down my wand."

"What do you want to do……"

"Tell Harry to get him down!"

He was still surprised and puzzled by what I did, until I rolled up my sleeves to reveal the Dark Mark on my arm that I had been hiding all along, his face turned pale, his legs went limp, Slumped to the ground.

"Professor Lockhart! Are you all right? What's down here?"

"Hurry up!" My wand moved closer to him, and he was already in a cold sweat with fright, and tremblingly shouted upwards: "I... I'm fine, yes, there's nothing down there, actually Great, you... come down quickly, too."

"Now...is it okay now? Please, don't kill me..." He looked at me sadly.

In fact, I'd really like to try some dark arts on him, but I'm still at Hogwarts when it doesn't work out.So, I could only give him a forgetful, but I can't let my father know about it, otherwise he will blame me for being stupid again.

Now, Harry and Ron jumped down, and they noticed the unconscious Lockhart at a glance, "Wake up, Professor! What happened."

"Harry Potter, savior, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Oh, sir, why are you here?" Ron was the first to spot me, and then Harry saw me too, but he asked a very strange question "You are Mr. Randolph"

"Who do you think I am, Mr. Riddle?"

He opened his mouth wide in surprise: "Have you touched that diary too?"

"Of course, but I should ask you this. Because that diary is in my hands."

He was even more surprised, "Hold... sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean."

"It's okay, you will understand soon!" I smiled: "Want to meet Ginny?"

"Ginny! Do you know where Ginny is?" Ron asked eagerly.

I nod to him.

"Can you take us, please, Mr. Randolph?"

"I'm sorry, Ron Wesley, I'm afraid it can't be done." I shrugged, expressing that I couldn't help his request.

"why?"

"Because there is only one person who can do this." I turned to look at the boy wearing glasses: "Harry Potter! I can only take one person, and the person should be you."

Harry and Ron glanced at each other and didn't speak for a while. They didn't know what would be in the Chamber of Secrets, maybe it was danger or death.

But after a while, Harry seemed to have made up his mind. He raised his head and said to me, "Okay, sir, I'll go with you!"

"No...Harry..." Ron grabbed Harry's robes.

"Come on, trust me, Ron, it'll be all right."

"Sure enough, this is like a brave savior." I smiled at Harry, and at the same time passed the message of danger and death to him.