if i am not me

Neville walked back to the dormitory in embarrassment, still holding his schoolbag tightly in his hands.

Just now, a rude "Cupid" broke his schoolbag in order to stop him, causing the contents of the bag to fall all over the floor.It was hard enough for him, but Ginny happened to be passing by and helped him.For him, it was not a good experience to be seen embarrassingly by his good brother's sister, let alone this girl was Ginny.

Throwing his schoolbag on the bed, Neville looked at the empty ink bottle and the big stains on the book in dismay. Why didn't he feel happy at all on this Valentine's Day?Funny valentine card, ruined school bag and stained book, most importantly, he actually made an embarrassment in front of Ginny and so many people... Merlin, he doesn't want to leave the dormitory door for the next week up.

The stuffy Neville looked at the clutter on the bed but was not in the mood to clean it up. He just wanted to be quiet now, hoping that others would forget what happened to him today.When Ron returned to the dormitory, he found the dull atmosphere in the room, but he didn't have the heart to pay attention to Neville's pain, because now he had another major discovery!

"Hey, Neville, take out that diary you picked up and have a look." Ron said to Neville as soon as he entered the door, "Is the name of the owner of that diary Tom Riddle?"

Hearing this, Neville put away his sad mood, walked to the bedside and searched among the many textbooks, took out the diary from between two books that were still damp, he turned to the first page and looked, "Yes. It is indeed Tom Riddle! Have you found this man?"

After the doubt was confirmed, Ron seemed a little excited, "Yes, but we just know who he is. You'll understand when you come with me, buddy." After speaking, he dragged Neville to the trophy room.When they arrived at the destination, the other three had been waiting for a long time, and Draco was even holding a bouquet of tulips in his hand, being judged unceremoniously by Hermione.

Seeing that everyone had already arrived, and Ron nodded to himself, Hermione clearly raised the worn-out book in her hand that was almost falling apart, then pointed to one of the many trophies and said, "Tom Riddle, 50 years old A former student of our school, belonging to Slytherin House, served as a prefect and the chairman of the male student union, and was awarded many honors due to his outstanding performance. But his greatest contribution is not these, but lies in..." Hermione said again Opening the book in his hand, there was undisguised excitement in his tone. "He caught the murderer who opened the secret room 50 years ago!"

After finishing speaking, Hermione was satisfied to see several boys staring at her dumbfounded, obviously stunned by the information in her words.

After a while, Draco said, "You mean, the Chamber of Secrets was opened 50 years ago?" Hermione closed the page, nodded and continued. "Not only did it open, but a female student died, which almost closed Hogwarts, but fortunately, Tom Riddle caught the murderer, which allowed the school to continue to open. So," Hermione pointed to the window The golden trophy, "He got it."

Hearing Hermione's words, Harry was stunned. With so few clues, she was able to find out Riddle's identity. Not only that, she also found out what happened 50 years ago by the way.It's just astonishing.

"How did you do it? Just because of that name, you..." Apparently Harry's question was also what the other boys wanted to know. As soon as he opened his mouth, they all turned their eyes to Hermione, waiting her answer.

Hermione raised the corners of her mouth with a confident smile and said, "Girls always have their own channels of information, and Myrtle is much more polite to girls than to you. I went to the bathroom by myself a few days ago, and guess what? What news did I get? Yes, the Chamber of Secrets was opened 50 years ago. So I immediately went to check the school's records from 50 years ago, but I didn't expect to find Tom Riddle's name by accident."

Neville also got hints from Hermione's words. He looked at the names on the trophy and said, "The chamber of secrets was opened 50 years ago, and Tom Riddle caught the murderer. Coincidentally, Tom Riddle's The diary is in our hands..."

"That's right! The key is the diary!" Hermione's eyes lit up, "Neville, did you bring the diary?"

Neville looked at the empty hand and sighed, "Oh no... I think it's still on the bed. I'll go get it now!"

After thinking for a while, Hermione shook her head and said, "I'll go with you, you guys are waiting for us at the old place in the library." Seeing Hermione dragging Neville out of the trophy room in a hurry, the remaining three People can only shrug their shoulders and walk towards the library.

"Can I go back to the dormitory and put the flowers away?" Draco looked at the tulip in his hand with a strange expression on his face.

Ron knew the flowers were from Harry, and to be honest, he always thought it was Harry's prank.He couldn't see anything from Harry's face, but it couldn't stop him from jumping up, "Oh, no, Draco, Hermione and the others will be here soon."

Harry nodded in agreement. He also wanted to know how the secret of the diary would be discovered this time, and he was even impatient.

Not long after the three of them were seated, Hermione and Neville strode into the library. Because they were walking so fast, the sound of "tap-tap" footsteps caught Mrs. Pince's attention.But they couldn't control Mrs. Pince's emotions anymore. Hermione put down the diary in her hand and said eagerly, "I still don't see any clues, but it must have been tampered with."

Draco nodded slightly, and then said tentatively, "Isn't it hidden ink?"

Hermione shook her head affirmatively, "I've tried it a long time ago, no."

"Whoever has a revealer, that thing might work." Harry said deliberately, although he knew that it was useless, but Ron blushed and shook his head, "It doesn't work, George and I ordered one to try... "

"Can you be sure that the display device is real or still working?" It's not that Harry doesn't trust the twins, but that they have too many bad deeds.

Ron blushed even more, but he nodded affirmatively. "It's sure to be good, I've tried it with something else, and that thing isn't bad."

"Oh..." In this way, Harry had nothing to say. It seemed that the secret of the diary was still a long time away from being discovered.

A few people over there were studying the secrets of the diary, but Neville stared at the diary in a daze - tilting his head and looking at it for a long time, he always felt that there was something wrong with the diary.

Draco picked up the diary and flipped through a few pages, but it was still blank. "What's the matter with this Riddle? Even if he doesn't want others to pry into his privacy, this secrecy is too much."

Shrugging, Harry said boredly, "Maybe he has a lot of shady little secrets!"

Neville's eyes were still lingering on the yellowish blank paper.Suddenly, he let out a gasp, which was so abrupt that the other four looked at him strangely.

"I know something's wrong, so I'll just say..." Neville muttered to himself, not paying attention to the strange eyes of the other four.

Seeing that Neville was still lost in his own thoughts, Ron took Neville's arm. "Brother, tell me what you found out, don't keep mumbling, okay?"

"Ah..." Neville finally came to his senses, scratching his head in embarrassment, but still said excitedly. "Stains, it's stains!"

The other four were even more at a loss, maybe only Harry understood something, but what Neville said was really vague, which made him not sure if they were thinking the same thing.

"Cough...it's like this, when I came back from class this afternoon, I was stopped by a 'Cupid', oh...don't laugh! Listen to me. Yes, I was stopped by a 'Cupid', insisting that I listen to it Musical Valentine's card, I wanted to leave because I didn't like it, but it broke my schoolbag instead." Neville felt that he had never spoken so fast before, "Then all my things fell on the floor, ink, books , all of them. All my books will be stained when I get back, and that's the point. The diary is in that pile, too, but look!" He took his diary from Draco's hand. "There's no ink on it at all!"

Drake immediately interjected, "You mean, the book absorbed that ink?"

"I don't know!" Neville shook his head quickly. "But I think we can try."

Hermione also said angrily, "Oh...why didn't we think to write something on it?"

Doing what he said, Harry took out the quill pen from his schoolbag and opened the diary. After hesitating for a while, he wrote in the encouraging eyes of the four: "Today is a good weather."

The four fell down, but soon they retracted their rolled eyes, because the handwriting was disappearing, more precisely, it was like the diary sucked the ink into the paper.This phenomenon cheered them up—at least their method was right.

They continued to wait expectantly, but there was no other response. After a long while, Hermione looked at Harry anxiously. This was their only clue.

Harry thought about it and recalled how he did it back then.It seems that he wrote his own name.

Rolling his eyes, Harry glanced at Neville and continued to write on the paper: "Hi, I'm Neville Longbottom"

Snape was in a terrible mood, he had never hated someone so much, ah, maybe the former lunatic of the Potter family could rival him, Gilderoy Lockhart.

This idiot made today extremely bad. Even though he put on a face of being unfriendly, many students as stupid as Lockhart still came to ask him how to make love potions!Merlin!If it wasn't for those scores that dropped a lot that made him feel a little happier, he thought he might disregard the old man's agreement and attack those stupid and ignorant students.

Moreover, that person will come to get the medicine today... Merlin!Valentine's Day - there's never been a worse holiday!

Snape fully verified his crow's mouth, although he hadn't said it yet.As soon as he entered the office, he saw a black-haired man sitting on his chair and flipping through the homework of the students. The familiar handsome silhouette made him suppress his emotions, and closed the door with indifference.

"I thought you wouldn't come today." Making his voice as indifferent as his expression, Snape looked at Sirius Black.As if he had gotten used to his tone, Sirius said calmly, "Today is the day to get the medicine."

Not talking anymore, Snape walked towards the medicine rack, which was filled with crystal bottles of various shapes. The colorful potions made the dark office a little strange, but it seemed so harmonious.

Sirius was not as calm as he appeared on the surface, in fact he almost didn't know what he was thinking now - after seeing the boy.

He didn't know his name, and it was just a glimpse from a distance, but he saw it very clearly, the boy's facial features were very similar to James... He wanted to catch up, but too many pedestrians hindered his steps.

After hesitating for a long time, he still couldn't hold it back. After considering his words, he said cautiously, "...I saw a student today... who looks very much like James..."

"Bang!" It was a crystal bottle that fell to the ground and shattered.

"You know that, right? That's right...you've been in school all this time, you must know something..." Snape's reaction seemed to be an encouragement, making Sirius' eyes brighten even more.

"He's dead! Could you stop having any unrealistic fantasies, Lord Auror?" Snape said after taking a deep breath, trying to keep his voice as cold as usual. "It's just a person who looks like it."

"But his age, facial features, and even those green eyes are very similar to Harry, Severus, I can't believe you haven't thought of this possibility..." Sirius' tone became more and more urgent, like It's like trying to prove something.

"Enough, Blake!" Snape growled at last, looking utterly annoyed, as Sirius' words opened a hole in the ever-closed floodgate in his heart. "I haven't thought about it, how could I not have thought about it! He is a student of my college, and I sent a letter to his family at his home, so I don't know?"

"That..." Sirius tried to refute, but Snape didn't give him the chance at all, "Impossible, Black. No one knows better than us that he had no heartbeat back then...

Me, I even remember the cold temperature on his body, you know? "

Snape became more and more excited as he spoke, his voice choked like a wounded wolf, "Johnson wasn't him...he was cold in my hands..."

Sirius was silent, and he also knew that he was delusional, but when he thought of this possibility, he was unwilling to let it go, even if it was only one in ten thousand.However, reality is always reality, and the world will not change because of his hope, so he can only bow his head in compromise.

The room fell silent for an instant, neither of them spoke.After a long time, it seemed that after a long time like a century, Snape staggered and stabilized his figure, turned around and took out a few crystal bottles and handed them to Sirius. "You can go." After saying that, he stopped looking at Sirius and went straight into the bedroom and closed the door.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Sirius stared blankly at the potion in his hand, and couldn't help but think of the boy who was very similar to Harry... Is he called Johnson?

Putting the crystal bottle in his arms carefully, Sirius stepped out of Snape's office.Finally, he glanced at the corner completely ignored by the owner, where a handful of bright red roses bloomed alone.

Sure enough, their sins will never be redeemed...