[HP] Night Haze

Angelo never thought that the Dark Lord's diary would appear in front of him in this form one day.

"It's right there, all soaked in water." Myrtle's crying continued, and in the direction of her finger, a small diary lay on the wet bed of the women's bathroom with the word "malfunction". On the floor tiles, the tattered black cover, like everything in the bathroom, was completely soaked.

It was the first week after the end of the Christmas holiday, and they were just wondering why Myrtle was crying so hard when they passed by. The tears spread half the corridor, and the administrator, Mr. Filch, cursed all the way.

"I'm staying here well, thinking about my own problems, someone thinks it's funny to throw a book at me... woo woo woo..."

"Angelo, this is it, my diary!" Vidi's excited voice came from the ring, even though Angelo had accidentally seen this diary in Mr. Malfoy's study, it is now reminded by the young devil It was difficult to identify it.

"Pick it up, and be careful not to let it touch my ring, remember." Vidi urged in the ring, Angelo crossed over, and the soles of the shoes slipped into two water marks on the floor tiles.

"Angelo, are you crazy? It might be dangerous! My dad told me that some books confiscated by the Ministry of Magic can burn people's eyes..." Angelo bent down and picked up the wet book lying on the ground. The diary, Ron's noisy and kind reminder, didn't stop until Angelo returned safely to the door of the bathroom with the diary in his hands.

Seeing that Angelo was safe and sound, the three little lions all leaned over curiously and looked at the diary.

"The date is 50 years ago!" They saw the faded numbers on the cover at a glance.Angelo knew from Vidi's description that the diary is a more advanced way to record memory, and nothing is written in it.He pretended to flip through the diary, deliberately avoiding the inside pages signed by Tom Riddle, to the disappointment of his friends that it was full of blank pages.

"Is there anyone who received such a retro gift at Christmas and didn't like it?" Angelo shook off the water stains on it and put it in his pocket, "After it dries, see if it can still be used. The diary is almost done."

"If you want a diary, I can give you a better one, Angelo." Harry strongly disapproved of the blond boy's frugal approach.

No diary can compare to this one, Angelo thought to himself.What other diary can hold the soul of the Dark Lord?

He smiled and talked again about the topic that everyone had been interested in before meeting Myrtle. The three friends soon forgot about this past and were deeply attracted by the new topic.

"Very well done, Angelo." Viddy's cheerful voice came from the ring.

"Can I give this diary to Draco after you absorb the soul tablet?" Angelo asked.

"...Yes." The male voice in the ring replied after a pause.

Angelo spent the whole afternoon thinking about the diary in his pocket, and he didn't listen to what Professor Binns said in class.Angelo still remembered the suction that his fingers felt when he met the diary for the first time, and recalled the scorched rabbit in the village of Little Hangleton that became a sacrifice to the ring, and he felt how lucky he was.

This state of absent-mindedness continued into the evening.After the curfew, Angelo lay down on the bed and wrote his diary as usual, but the quill always stayed on the first line.Writing and writing stopped like this, until the breathing of the roommates became even, Angelo began to move quietly.He has mastered the magic of making roommates sleep more soundly, which attracts Viddy's playful compliments.

"The Horcrux this time is different from the past, Angelo." After all this, the blond boy climbed back to the bed, and the voice of the young devil seemed a little worried after Angelo took out the diary.

"It is the first Horcrux made by Voldemort, Angelo. There was no skill when splitting the soul for the first time, so the amount of souls contained in this diary is the largest among Horcruxes, even surpassing me now." Vidi He smiled self-deprecatingly, and his tone became extremely serious.

"I don't know how it ended up in the bathroom, but don't underestimate it because it doesn't hold the user," Viddy warned.

Angelo felt that Vidi's words made him feel uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart. These words seemed to remind him of his relationship with Vidi.After all, strictly speaking, he is also a user who is firmly controlled by the Horcrux.

"What should I do, Viddy?" Angelo felt his mouth dry.

"First of all, I have to determine how much of the diary's spirituality has been restored," the voice in the ring replied, "so that I can absorb it in the most correct way without being backlashed."

"If nothing happens, everything is fine, but if the petrification incident that has been raging recently is planned by the diary, we must be prepared, Angelo——we will face a soul that may be more troublesome than the main soul. Because compared to the weak main soul, I can't absorb a soul with a strong sense of confrontation all at once, and its soul storage capacity is still so huge."

"That's why you reminded me not to let the ring touch it when I was in the bathroom?" Angelo understood a little.

"The result of two broken soul pieces colliding directly can only be that one devours the other, so Angelo, you must be careful, my wealth and life are in your hands." Vidi said half-jokingly.

"I won't let you have an accident, we are collaborators, Vidi." The bitterness in Angelo's heart disappeared, and he felt a sudden better mood.At the beginning, they only thought about how to deal with each other and find each other's weaknesses, but now they can face each other calmly.

"How to judge how much wisdom has been recovered from the diary?" Angelo asked the crux of the problem.

"That's exactly what I want to answer, dear Angelo," said Viddy.

"Communicating with the diary is the quickest way to get the right information. The diary communicates with the wizard in two ways: through dialogue and by pulling the user into fragments of memory. Normally, neither of these is actively done , but needs to be triggered. But once it has the ability to think on its own, it will induce its user to enter his domain, and if given the chance, it can even devour the opponent’s life and occupy that person’s body.”

"Occupy the body." Angelo shuddered, "But it was thrown in the bathroom, it's not as scary as you said, does this mean it didn't..."

"Any possibility will happen, Angelo. The process of contacting the diary is dangerous, if you don't want to..."

"Needless to say, Viddy." Angelo interrupted Horcrux. "I think you must have a way to keep your collaborators from being in danger?"

"Indeed, remember the Occlumency I taught you?" Vidi's chuckle came from the ring, pleasant and elegant.Angelo nodded, how could he forget.While Viddy was still hidden in the crown, he was trained non-stop.The Occlumency Curse is the most important of them all.

"If he pulls your consciousness into the memory fragments of the diary, you immediately use Occlumency to protect yourself. In the field of diaries, the soul piece is the master. I can't help you, everything has to be done by yourself .So you have to be careful, there is only one way to avoid danger - beware of it, don't be brought into the diary by it."

"I see, Viddy." Angelo closed his eyes and recalled a round of incantations, "Is there anything else you want to remind me?" He finally asked.

"Don't let my ring touch it at any time, Angelo. Unless you are sure of victory." Vidi in the ring instructed.

"I'll take care of myself." Angelo took a deep breath and opened the diary.

*****

January [-]th, weather: heavy snow—Angelo wrote on a blank sheet of paper.To his disappointment, nothing happened, and the ink marks were smeared on the poor quality paper.Compared with an ordinary diary, all this is very normal.

"You said the communication didn't happen, Viddy." Angelo sent a thought to the ring.

"Don't worry, keep writing, Angelo. What would you think if you found out that this is a diary that you can't write in?" Vidi asked.

"Curiosity, or throw it away." Angelo thought, "The latter is more likely."

"That's the cleverness of the diary. Know what the fish like before you bait."

"You mean it already has intelligence?"

"It's also possible that it has moved a nest like I did. I hope it's not the case. Keep trying it."

*****

Today I picked up a blank diary, and to my surprise, it has been 50 years old—Angelo wrote after sorting out his thoughts: This is the first time I use such an old paper to write things down, if it is When my adoptive mother sees it, will she blame me for being too extravagant?hehe.

I've had a bad day lately because my friend was misunderstood as the Heir of Slytherin just because he's a Parseltongue.

Angelo's pen tip paused.

"Write as I say." He took in Viddy's thoughts.

His name is Harry Potter, the savior who defeated Voldemort-Angelo wrote in his diary: I believe this time he can also find the so-called heir of Slytherin and save everyone.

Under Angelo's gaze, all the words in the diary disappeared.A line of vigorous and beautiful fonts appeared on the page that had become white again: Do you want to know who the heir of Slytherin is?

"Close the diary, quick!" Angelo received Vidi's urgent shout in amazement.This is no longer something that 16-year-old Riddle should know.

The blond boy quickly closed the diary and let out a heavy breath.After just a few minutes of communication, his nightgown was soaked in cold sweat.

"What are you going to do next, Vidi." Angelo asked, the diary's sanity had been confirmed, and he could feel that the man in the ring seemed to be in trouble.

"I need a magic material, it's very rare." The male voice in the ring showed embarrassment. What they didn't notice was that a small crack was quietly opening in Riddle's diary at this moment, and there was a black ink spot the size of a pen tip on it. The white paper quickly blurred and expanded instantly.

"Be careful!" Angelo only heard Vidi's yell, and was attacked by a strong suction.

After spinning around, Angelo felt his feet land on the solid ground, and he staggered to a firm footing.What caught the eye was a crackling marble fireplace not far away.The silver and green Slytherin decorations on both sides of the fireplace stretched all over the place.

"Welcome to my place as a guest, pretty blond boy." Angelo heard a young voice speaking, and he turned around to see a boy with black hair and black eyes sitting in a spacious armchair.

The boy's appearance was very similar to Vidi's, but younger, and he didn't have Vidi's calm temperament around him.Angelo immediately realized who he was seeing—16-year-old Tom Riddle.

Angelo pushed the Occlumency to the limit and called Vidi anxiously in his heart, but his collaborator didn't respond to him.

"Where is this? Who are you?" Angelo asked calmly.The ring on the middle finger disappeared after entering this weird space, and Vidy couldn't help him.

"This is my domain, pretty boy, do you want to know who the heir of Slytherin is?" 16-year-old Riddle stood up and walked in front of Angelo, the raging aura forced the boy back again and again.

"I don't understand why I'm here?" Angelo froze on the ground after taking a few steps back.He didn't know which link went wrong, and the 16-year-old demon king forcibly pulled his consciousness into the diary.Maybe his collaborator Vidi didn't know either.Angelo thought how urgent and surprised he had heard the call before coming here.

"Tell me your name." Riddle did not continue to move forward, and the two of them stood in the middle of the empty room that seemed to be the Slytherin common room.Only one fist away, every breath can be clearly sprayed on the opponent's face.

Angelo didn't speak. He turned his head and tried to take out his wand from his pocket, but found that he was still wearing the pajamas in the dormitory.

Angelo found sadly that at this moment, he had no resistance...

"Don't you want to say it? It's okay." A bright red flashed in Riddle's black eyes, "Anyway, I'll find out later, my little slave."

"What... what! What did you say! You bastard!" Angelo was irritated by this insulting word. He raised his fist and threw it, but was caught lightly by the other party, and his fist was tightly clenched between the five fingers of the other party. between.

"For the past six months, I've had an unfinished picture in my mind that has been bothering me." Riddle pulled Angelo's fist in front of him, applying force with a smile.A sharp pain caused Angelo's fingers to no longer close together, and they loosened.

"I know it is very important to me. As long as I complete it, I can master a power that belongs to me." Under Angelo's surprised gaze, Riddle's cold lips were imprinted on the palm of his hand.After a while of numbness, the Dark Mark that Vidi had once stamped on his palm slowly emerged like a blooming black flower.

A burning pain in the palm of his hand swept through his body.Angelo whimpered and curled up, once again tasting the long-forgotten pain.

This imprint... When the contract was made... it should have been removed as a condition.Angelo thought painfully, after becoming a collaborator, Vidi never let him experience such pain again.

"Thank you for letting me master it." Riddle smirked and let go of Angelo's hand, raising his cold eyes.

In Riddle's 16-year-old memory, the Dark Mark was only a vague idea.In the past six months, he has been perfecting it continuously, and he only missed the goal.It was the unintentional touch of the boy's palm when he was writing in the diary, which made him feel the turmoil from the depths of his soul and the joy of mastering the other person's life and death.

"My slave, should you tell me your name now?" Riddle's icy eyes became even brighter, "I don't like others to resist my will, so if you don't say it, the consequences will be dire. "

"...Bah." Angelo made a rude gesture of spitting at Riddle.Riddle's smile disappeared, he stepped forward and pinched Angelo's chin, a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes.

"Who put this beautiful mark on you? With your age... let me guess." Suddenly, Riddle suddenly turned to a corner of the room, and the corner of his mouth curved gracefully.

"Your owner has been found. In my domain, are you looking for death?" At the end, Riddle's tone was extremely cold.

"The Dark Mark...I didn't expect that I would show my feet on this...But what surprised me the most was that at the age of 16, I actually..."

The gurgling sweat blurred Angelo's eyes, and he felt a warm hand on his back, dispelling the pain.

"V... Di, is that you?" Angelo couldn't judge anymore, his whole body was in pain.The words in my ear became more and more blurred.There were bursts of blackness in front of his eyes, and Angelo felt someone say something to him, and then the whole space became weightless, and he was pushed out with a strong force.

"Viddy, Viddy!" As if waking up from a nightmare, the warm red tone in the Gryffindor dormitory let Angelo know that he had returned to reality.

Before the blond boy who survived the catastrophe recovered, he heard a ding.

Under his gaze, an ugly black gemstone ring fell off his middle finger and fell on the floor. After rolling a few times, there was no more sound...