Can HP Diary Help Me Pass NEWTs?

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For a moment, Harry pulled out his wand hidden in his pocket reflexively, pointed it at Riddle, and watched him warily, as if he was about to go into battle the next moment.

But he soon discovered that Dumbledore was not moving.

"Professor?" he called uncertainly.

"Why are you so nervous and hostile to me?" Riddle said softly, with a strange smile on his face, "Harry, you know that I'm just a piece of horcrux that was put into a horcrux early and has been silent for many years Even if I am standing here again, what can I do to you?"

Harry gripped his wand tightly, watching him warily.

Riddle smiled slightly.

He looked Harry over and said slowly, "I have to say, I've wanted to see you for a long time since I learned about my other self. I have to say, you are a little... different from what I imagined."

Harry refused to think about what kind of rhetoric was behind Riddle's subtle "differentness".

"I must say, it astonishes me," said Dumbledore at last. "Pauline, when I heard you said you had destroyed the Horcruxes, I never expected it to be in this form. Of course, Tom ——I never thought that when we meet again, it will be in the form of... "

"Of course, of course." Riddle smiled knowingly, "Forgive me, Professor - for you, Tom Riddle may be an old friend you see every few years, but for me, since 50 years After I made the first Horcrux before, I have never met you again, you can imagine my excitement at this moment."

Harry felt his stomach twitch twice in discomfort.

"I think I'm deeply sorry about that too," said Dumbledore flatly, "but I think I'd be surprised by something else. For example, Tom, if I hadn't seen Wrong, you don't seem to be truly...alive now."

Riddle's smile faded a little. "Ah, if that's what you want to know," he said casually, "yes, yes, maybe you're right. You know, there's no magic of any kind There is a price, and for what people like us pursue, the price will only be heavier, and you can only rack your brains to avoid it, it is impossible to avoid it."

"Our kind—you and who?" said Harry coldly. "We don't have another person here who takes pleasure in breaking other people's hearts."

Riddle drew out his tone, "It sounds like the other me made a rather unpleasant impression on you, Harry, for which I deeply regret and apologize." His eyes finally moved away from Harry, and Riddle Staring at Pauline standing next to Harry, she smiled subtly and said in a joking tone, "However, it is gratifying that luck seems to be on my side at last."

"I think it's rare that we agree on the same thing," said Dumbledore.

Riddle smiled arrogantly, "Of course, of course, we must admit that Hogwarts is a great existence, it made you, it made me and Pauline, and you--nothing to admit, although when I was You were always overly wary of me when I was a student, but you were a good professor, and you are a good headmaster now, as you were for me, so you are for Pauline—a woman who may become the greatest teacher in history. The . . . genius of a great wizard."

"I admit I'm rather surprised now," said Dumbledore, "because I was under the impression that you would have kept the title to yourself."

"Fate will remember my name, of course, rather than a specific title, Professor." Riddle whispered softly, "When a man acknowledges and praises his girlfriend's brilliance, it does not detract from his glory."

"I'm afraid every word you uttered today surprised me." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows high.

Riddle smiled coldly and politely. He walked along the path paved with clouds, then stopped beside Pauline, took her hand, lowered his head slightly, and placed a tender and tender kiss on the back of her hand.

Harry watched in almost horror as Pauline lazily rolled over the back of his kissed hand, her fingertips slowly stroking Riddle's handsome, thin cheek.She had been standing by Harry's side without moving a step, and Harry noticed that she was looking at Riddle with focused and joyful eyes - it looked a bit like the way she looked at those little rabbits in overalls just now.

But when she looked at Riddle, she paid more attention, and also carried a strong... more straightforward interest.

Riddle looked down at her with his head down.

She, he...they—

Harry blushed belatedly.

"If you don't mind, Pauline, Tom, I would like to ask you to save the touching exchange of love for later," said Dumbledore politely. "Of course, that doesn't mean I'm not interested at all, Pauline. Of course, I also know the few little funs I have in the alchemy class."

Pauline laughed, and there was always something strangely contagious about her that made one's mood lighten with her, even though Harry knew what terrible possibilities she and Riddle represented.

"I'm sorry, Professor, but no one has ever reminded me of this." Pauline slowly withdrew her hand from Riddle's face, "You know, in this land we tread, there is no People will care about it."

Harry very much suspected that her colleagues had pretended not to have seen anything out of fear of her killing curse.

"If a group of people really started gossip, I'm afraid a single Avada Kedavra would not be enough to stop them." Pauline looked at him with a smile—Harry was taken aback, and even thought he couldn't Be careful to say what you think in your heart, "It seems that in order to prevent this kind of thing from happening in the future, I have to start designing a suitable spell of mass destruction from now on."

"Why bother?" Riddle put his arms around her waist, smiled coldly and politely, "If you really want to devote some of your precious energy to black magic, I am always ready to help You work."

"But I seem to have heard that the only spells that a certain Dark Lord is good at are Cruciatus and Avada Kedavra." Pauline dragged her voice coquettishly, and looked at Riddle with provocative eyes, but said hello Leigh said she was flirting with Riddle completely, "Tom, do you really have any other magic that you are good at?"

"Maybe when there are only the two of us left here, I can slowly... show it." Riddle lowered his head and kissed her earlobe ambiguously. Take a nibble.

Harry really wanted to ask Ron, did Ron know that his cousin would, would do this?

"Ron will think you're crazy." Once again, Pauline saw through his thoughts completely, she rolled her eyes, and laughed briskly, overjoyed, "He'll think you're stressed out and What hallucinations, especially Professor Dumbledore will definitely ask you not to tell others about Tom and me, he will definitely think you are talking in your sleep."

Harry had to admit that what she said was true.

"I haven't had time to say anything yet, Pauline," said Dumbledore. "At least for now, I'm at a loss as to what's going on. Perhaps you'll be willing to answer this question for me."

"That's exactly what I want." Pauline smiled sweetly, looking extremely pleasing, "Maybe you've heard of alchemy puppets, Professor."

Dumbledore's eyebrows were raised high, and his eyes wandered back and forth between Pauline and Riddle, showing a look of extreme surprise, as if he hadn't thought of it at all, let alone believed it, "I have to say, this It’s too unbelievable.”

Harry looked at them blankly.

"Alchemy puppet is a very evil magic." Pauline seemed to understand his confusion, and explained very naturally, "Even in the chaotic Middle Ages, among wizards who were regarded as evil by the Holy See, alchemy puppet was also used as a magic weapon." It is called taboo creation, because its production conditions are harsh and cruel, and must be at the cost of sin and life. And the alchemy puppets created, you can regard them as life-like existences, have certain mechanical instincts, and can do simple things, with great magical powers and killing instincts, but without life and mind—to be precise, they have no soul."

Harry frowned in disgust.

"I think we've come to the crux of the matter," said Dumbledore. "They have no soul." He stared at Riddle closely, and said softly, "Pauline, I'm afraid that although your previous introduction was detailed, It is far from the most critical point. The alchemy puppet is regarded as a taboo creation, not only because of its evil and cruelty, but more importantly, it tries to cross the boundary between life and death, and endows objects with souls from scratch. and life."

"For centuries, too many talented alchemists have been studying this motif - how to make dead things have souls and life, but until today, there is still no progress."

Harry realized the problem.If it is impossible for alchemy puppets to have souls and lives, then what happened to Riddle standing in front of them?

Pauline squinted her eyes and smiled, she looked rather smug but endearing—strange, Harry even thought he might be tempted to give Riddle a look like that if it happened to Riddle's face. fist.

But not Pauline.

"It seems that I can finally show my face in front of a master like you with my real skills, isn't it, professor?" She was in a great mood, just like a sweet girl in a romance movie, her spirits were high, and even her tone of voice was covered. "Forgive me for being so smug, you have to understand—this is such a big deal."

Dumbledore sighed, "I'm afraid if you say a few more words with enthusiasm, Pauline, the jealous Mr. Riddle next to you is about to take out his wand to duel with me, won't you, Harry?" ?”

Harry didn't know that Professor Dumbledore had such a sense of humor before, so he could make a joke in this situation-of course, it doesn't mean that Dumbledore is not usually humorous!

He laughed dryly twice.

"Why laugh at someone who belongs to you, professor? Isn't that the kind of love you admire the most?" Riddle said lazily——Harry's stomach twitched unbearably twice, and Riddle twitched in a gentle way. And the beautiful voice said, "It is true that, as you said, the alchemy puppet has no soul and life, but with the most sincere and lofty respect and gratitude, let me introduce to you the one beside me. I have to call her the alchemy puppet." The most dazzling genius in history, it was she who gave me... a second life."

Riddle lowered his head as he spoke, and kissed Pauline's eyes delicately and affectionately.

Harry gasped like a toothache.

"I remember I said many times not to always give all the credit and glory to me alone." Pauline looked at him with a half-smile, she didn't seem to be moved by his gentle demeanor at all, but a little subtle Impatiently, he said like a warning, "I don't need exaggerated feats, and I don't need others to put all the titles and honors that don't belong to me on my head."

Riddle smiled subtly, but did not answer.

"In fact, my predecessors and colleagues have made very important and crucial contributions to this research." Pauline explained to Dumbledore and Harry.

"I'm afraid your next sentence will be 'in fact, my role in this research is completely insignificant', Pauline." Dumbledore said a little impatiently, "if you are really as you appear You also want to agree with me, why can't you be more frank?"

Pauline gave an awkward smile. "Well—well, I admit," she said staccatoly, "that's the only thing I've played that really mattered. But without my With the inspiration and help from my colleagues and seniors, I never thought of such remote magic as the alchemy puppet. You know, for people like us who pursue knowledge, sometimes the result is not as important as the inspiration."

This time it was Riddle's turn to look at her with a half-smile.

"You know, although no one has ever compared the two, Horcruxes and alchemy puppets are undoubtedly two kinds of evil that are comparable in degree, and the production methods have certain similar magic." Pauline said, "It just so happens that the alchemy puppets There is no soul, and a Horcrux has only a broken soul."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and gestured, "So, combined, a complete Horcrux was completely destroyed, unable to provide protection for the main soul, and an alchemy puppet with a soul appeared."

Dumbledore was silent for a long time.

"What is the price of doing this?" said Dumbledore, "or, what are the restrictions on you?"

"Like all alchemy puppets, Tom and I share magic power and life—you know, not my share in half, but one plus one equals two, and we use both. Double the magic power and life," Pauline seemed to be talking about what to eat for dinner, "We will all become stronger, but we will control and influence each other to a certain extent."

Harry looked at her and Riddle in surprise.

"If this can dispel your worries—" Pauline said, "the joint research of alchemy puppets and Horcruxes is not that simple, so Riddle's current body is not so stable, and it is going to be destroyed at any time. The limit stability time is Three years, and we will replace his body every year considering the need to maintain a 'smooth' level. Most importantly, as a producer, I can cut off contact with him at a relatively high price .”

She smiled, "In other words, if I die, he will fall into a deep sleep in the alchemy puppet, and then disappear completely with the destruction of the puppet's body, unless another alchemy master wakes him up—but in other words , it's not that easy."

Harry looked at Riddle in disbelief. He couldn't imagine Voldemort - at least a young Voldemort - would be willing to put himself in such a situation... how could it be possible? ?

"It's unbelievable." Dumbledore said calmly, "It's really regrettable, why did I choose to come here with Harry on such a night, if it is still daytime, at least we can be sure that we are not dreaming —Tom, you can imagine my shock at hearing that you would have a day in which you would place such a heavy trust."

Not only shocked, but completely disbelieving.

Harry eyed them over and over, not a single micro-expression of trust.

"I'm afraid this just shows that as long as the opportunity is right, I can also show great trust to others," Riddle seemed to be pleased by their reactions, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, showing a lazy smile, with malicious intentions Said, "Professor, if you could give me a trust from the beginning, maybe there would be no Dark Lord in this world?"

Harry didn't believe Riddle's nonsense at all, but Pauline was quicker than he was.

She sneered unabashedly, without any intention of saving face for her boyfriend.

Riddle froze for a moment; Harry had seen a similar expression on Voldemort's face, a sign of his irritation.For a brief moment, Harry thought Riddle and Pauline were going to run afoul of each other—ashamedly, that was exactly what Harry expected.

But soon, Riddle smiled nonchalantly as if nothing had happened.

Startled, Harry turned to Dumbledore, who was looking at him too.

"So," said Dumbledore slowly, "Harry, what do you think?"

"What? Me?" Harry was completely bewildered. "I don't understand what you mean, Professor?"

"Are you all right?" Dumbledore asked.

"I think it should be okay?" Harry was completely confused, did he look very bad, so Dumbledore asked him this question?But he didn't feel it?

"It couldn't have been better," said Dumbledore.He looked to Pauline, who was watching him intently.

"You have indeed convinced me to a certain extent, Pauline, especially considering that if the alchemy puppet is destroyed, you will suffer great harm, and with your talent, it will be a great loss to the wizarding world, I admit, Pauline, I cannot bear to see this happen to my students." Dumbledore said calmly.

Pauline's eyes lit up.

"But I need a firm promise," said Dumbledore, "a solemn promise that you will take responsibility for what you have shown me today, a promise that you will never withdraw when the interest wears off."

Harry didn't understand Dumbledore - did Dumbledore want Pauline to write him a bond?But what would even a written promise do to people like Pauline and Riddle?

"I thought you would ask me to promise you." Riddle narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, of course, Tom, I might do it next time I get the chance," said Dumbledore perfunctorily, "after all we all know how irresistibly trusting you really are."

Riddle's gaze became extremely terrifying for a moment.

"Yes," but Pauline spoke, briskly as if she were speaking of something very light, "then let us make an unbreakable vow."

Riddle's gaze at her became very deep, his eyes were dark and deep, and it was difficult for Harry to tell what he was thinking.

But Pauline didn't go to see Riddle at all.

She smiled cheerfully at Dumbledore, "Come on, if that reassures you—I think, let Harry be the witness, how about?"

Harry hadn't figured out what an unbreakable vow was, and how he should witness it.But Dumbledore heaved a long sigh, "Since you insist... I really hope you don't agree."

"If I don't make enough promises to reassure you, then you will definitely prevent me from keeping him any longer," Pauline said quietly. "You know I won't, and I certainly won't."

Harry had never seen Pauline being so insanely infatuated.

"I think we all know that, Pauline," said Dumbledore heavily. "When you make up your mind to study something, you are willing to risk your life and soul. I think we all know that."

Riddle looked at Dumbledore with a half-smile.

But Pauline just smiled briskly.

She held out her hand to Dumbledore.

"Pauline, will you promise to always be by our side when we fight the Dark Lord?"

"I promise," said Pauline.

A thin, dazzling tongue of fire wrapped around the clasped hands.

"When this war is over, can you promise to restrain Tom Riddle's words and deeds, and prevent him from repeating the same mistakes and taking the old path?"

"I promise," said Pauline.

The second tongue of flame spurted out, entangled with the first one.

"And finally," Dumbledore said softly, "You can promise me that you will never let the magic world lose its peace for your or Riddle's selfish desires, and you will always maintain the peace of the magic world, right?"

Pauline's expression became rather subtle, and she looked at Dumbledore wistfully, just as he was staring at her.

For a moment's pause, Harry stared at them intently.

"I promise," said Pauline softly.

The third tongue of flame bit tightly into the two front ones, and shone ferociously on the two tightly clasped hands.

Under the firelight, one is very old and wrinkled, while the other is fair and slender, just in time for youth.

"I promise, Professor," Pauline whispered again in the cold moonlight.

"You can rest assured of me."

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When Riddle and Pauline show affection like no one else.

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(The alchemy puppets in this chapter are all private settings)