[HP] The girl with black hair

Ginny and Artemia looked at each other, and the scene was very quiet for a while.

Ginny looked at the girl in front of her in panic and vigilance, her arm unconsciously pressing down on the black book,

Artemia was also taken aback for a moment. She didn't expect Ginny to be so vigilant. She only took one look before she was spotted. She stood there almost ashamed.

Ginny stared at her, and couldn't help scratching the black leather with her fingers. She faltered and asked, "You...see it?"

Artemia was silent for two seconds, her ears turned red, she nodded guiltyly, "Well, I'm really sorry."

Artemia was still standing where she was, her fingers were stirring uneasily, and her head was about to drop to the ground. This was the first time she had encountered such an embarrassing thing when she grew up.

Ginny's eyes were tightly locked on Artemia's body, and she suddenly let out a long breath, and she handed the diary that had been suppressed by her to Artemia's eyes, "I think this The diary should belong to you." Although her eyes were full of reluctance.

On the way back to the Slytherin lounge, Artemia was still in a daze. She couldn't figure out why Ginny gave her this diary?Obviously Ginny looked nervous about the diary.

Artemia walked into the lounge slowly, holding the diary that came unexpectedly. She saw Draco sitting on the sofa in the middle at a glance. His eyes looked at Artemia as if he was about to breathe fire.

There was no one around him, and the remaining little snakes in the rest room were all far away from him, for fear of being hurt by the fish in the pond.

"Draco?" Artemia looked at him suspiciously, as if he hasn't taken care of himself yet?He looks exactly the same as he did this morning.

Draco snorted coldly, crossing his arms.

Because Slytherin was close to the Black Lake, the fireplace in the cellar burned earlier than other colleges. The charcoal fire was crackling, and the whole lounge was burned very warm.

What happened to him?Artemia muttered silently in her heart.

"Where did you go?!" Draco asked her with a frown, his dissatisfaction almost burst out of his eyes, and Merlin knew it!He's been sitting here for almost a morning!

Artemia thought about it, and answered truthfully, "I went to the library."

Draco's eyebrows were almost frowned, and he glanced at the notebook Artemia was holding, "What is this?"

"It's the diary." Artemia handed it to Draco.

"I don't even know, you still keep a diary?" Draco looked at the cover, and couldn't hold back the sarcasm that came to his lips.

He flipped through it twice, but there was nothing inside.There is also a name written on the cover of the diary, Tom Marvolo Riddle, "Is it someone else's diary? Riddle? This name looks familiar." Draco fiddled with the diary twice, and frowned slightly. He lowered his eyebrows, "This notebook also looks familiar." It seems like I've seen it somewhere.

Artemia quickly looked around, the little snakes around were all doing their own thing, no one noticed here.

She pulled Draco, who was still flipping through the diary repeatedly, to sit down, and whispered softly, "You forgot, we saw this name in the trophy showroom before."

Draco nodded as if impressed, and he threw it back to Artemia's hand without interest.

Artemia quickly reached out to catch it, and she looked at Draco with dissatisfied eyes.

Draco was also very dissatisfied, he sat here stupidly all morning, didn't he have a diary to attract attention?

This is indeed the case, Artemia went straight back to the dormitory with the diary in her arms.

There was only a big fat cat in the dormitory. Millicent had gone somewhere, and Herman and Sego also went out to fool around and didn't come back for several days.

Artemia took out a new quill from her drawer, dipped the dark green ink on the desk, opened the first page of the diary and wrote her name, "Artemia. Box."

After a while, the yellowed paper absorbed the ink, and a line of very beautiful floral characters slowly appeared on it: "Hi, Mia, I'm Tom Riddle, I heard about you from Ginny, I've been Would love to meet you."

At the end of Artemia's reading, the line disappeared again, and after a while, another line appeared: "However, you were born later than I thought."

After Artemia finished reading, she frowned. She stared at the line of words and slowly disappeared, waiting for his next sentence.

After a while, the string of flower fonts appeared again, but this time it was a lot more scribbled, "However, I succeeded." Artemia could see a sense of pride in this line of words.

"What do you mean?" she asked, and wrote it down on the paper.

This diary is like a magic prop with a soul, just like the old sorting hat, they all have their own thoughts.

"Because, I am your father, Mia."

'Crack' Artemia closed the diary, she murmured: "Crazy, crazy, crazy..." How is this possible?She can be sure that she is definitely not a book!She had never heard that a diary could have children.

After a while, Artemia opened the diary again and asked him, "Do you have anything to prove?"

The diary was silent for a while, and then a line of words slowly emerged, "Parseltongue, this is a unique talent of Slytherin blood." This line of words is a bit floating, which shows that he is very satisfied with his Slytherin blood .

Artemia held the quill pen, the tip of the quill pen, the ink fell drop by drop, and was quickly absorbed by the paper.

She suddenly realized, and she wrote eagerly, "So you asked Ginny Weasley to open the Chamber of Secrets and release Sego?" A diary can control a living student, which is indeed beyond her expectations .

"Looks like you've seen the basilisk."

"Yes." It was still a very greedy giant snake, and she was wandering around with her little snake.

Artemia still had a lot of doubts, she thought of Harry who was in the hospital wing last night, and wrote, "Also, Harry is also a Parseltongue, but he is a Gryffindor."

There was no more writing in the diary this time, and a white light suddenly appeared from the gap in the diary, and that white light enveloped the girl sitting on the chair. The next second, the girl had disappeared from where she was.

Artemia only felt a flash of white light, she closed her eyes hastily, and when she opened them again, she saw a familiar environment, which was the Slytherin common room, and there was a person sitting on the sofa in the center, reluctantly Can see the shadow of the human form.

The black shadow stared at Artemia's face, which was very similar to his own. He said, "I can only do this with my current strength." diary, the young father needs strength extremely now.

Artemia walked over slowly, she looked at the black figure with an unpredictable expression, he looked very tall, she had to look up to see the position of his head, her tone was cautious and puzzled, "Tom? "

Black Shadow paused for a moment, and said slowly in his magnetic voice, "I would rather you call me Father, Mia."

Artemia thought for a while, and said kindly, "Well, Riddle, your voice sounds very young." It sounded like a boy of sixteen or seventeen.

"Of course, this is a very powerful black magic, he kept me 16 years old look and memory." His voice sounded smug.

Maybe his IQ also stopped at the age of 16, and his tone didn't sound like an adult at all, Artemia complained silently in her heart.

But he is also really smart, a very advanced magic, a smart that Artemia can't catch up with.

"You haven't said it yet, Harry is also a Parseltongue, don't tell me he has some Slytherin blood"

Thanks to the fact that he is just a black mist without a face, no one can see his expression, but his voice is still mocking, "Potter, a half-breed, how could he be a descendant of Slytherin."

"But he's a Parseltongue." Artemia insisted.

Shadow Tom glanced at his daughter, but still answered the younger daughter's question, "Maybe it's just my power attached to him."

Artemia can understand every word, but she can't understand the combination. She feels that one of her clever brains is not working well. Her black eyes look at the dark shadow.

The young father was speechless. His daughter was so stupid. It must be the old honey's problem. The 16-year-old father pushed the problem to his deadly enemy.

He held out his hand to the girl, "Wand, give me your wand."

Artemia took out the wand in her pocket, hesitated for a moment, and handed it to this black shadow who seemed to be harmless to her and claimed to be her father.

Satisfied with her obedience, Tom reached out with his other hand to stroke the top of his daughter's head.

But the father who lacks strength can't do this for the time being.

Artemia could only feel a burst of cold air caressing the top of her head, and she shivered uncontrollably.

The wand gestured in the air and wrote his name: Tom Marvolo Riddle.

Then the line of names was shuffled and floated: Iamlordvoldemort.

The cold touch dissipated, she sniffed, her eyes widened comically, and she opened her mouth, she was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

Tom was very satisfied with Artemia's reaction. Although he couldn't see his face, he must be proud at the moment.

Until returning to the real world, Artemia was sitting on that real chair, her heart was beating wildly, and she murmured, "It's so crazy." She actually has a real age Being able to be her grandfather's father, but now her age to be her brother's father, is really responsible, Artemia thought.

Just as she was thinking, the door of the dormitory was opened.

Artemia quickly put away the diary, she licked her lips, her eyes fell on the door, it was Millicent, but her eyes seemed a little red.

Millicent, she was really sad, she stepped forward quickly, hugged Artemia, her fleshy face lay on her shoulder, and she burst into tears.

Um?Artemia hugged her quickly, and asked cautiously, "What's wrong? Millicent?"

The beaver also walked over on its little fat legs. It cried "meow meow" worriedly, rubbing its fat face against Millicent's calf, hoping to comfort its owner.

Millicent buried Artemia, she sniffled and said, "I went to breakfast with Gregory this morning," she burst into tears, "and when I came back, I saw Blaise and a Ravenclaw girls are dating."

"Gregory? Who is it?" Slytherin still has such a person?

Millicent raised his face, stared at Artemia's face for a while, and then said, "It's Goyle."

Artemia froze for a moment, and carefully recalled his name, yes, it was all because Draco always called him Goyle, and she even forgot that Goyle's Christian name was Gregory.

Millicent patted her arm dissatisfied, and she felt that she was not so sad anymore, "I don't like Zabini anymore!"

She didn't even take Zabini's Christian name anymore.

Artemia raised one eyebrow: "So? What do you like about Zabini?"

Millicent was stunned for a moment, tears stuck in his eyes, "He looks good."

Artemia nodded in agreement, but, "Isn't Draco prettier?" The whole Slytherin is not prettier than that arrogant young master, right? Even Zabini is far behind him .

Millicent nodded in agreement, Draco did have the unique beauty of the Malfoy family, "But Malfoy always mocks me, and Zabini even praised me for being cute." She said with a slightly hairy face red.

Artemia frowned, unable to say anything.

Millicent recalled what she saw, and felt sad again, "Mia, I'm so sad, Gregory also took away my favorite pudding." Tears pooled in her eyes again as she spoke.

Artemia didn't know whether she should condemn Zabini or Goyle, she coaxed and patted Millicent on the back.

Millicent's feelings of broken love disappeared the next morning, and she happily took Artemia's hand and walked on the way to the auditorium.

Followed by a disgruntled Draco, and trembling Goyle and Crabbe.

Draco's eyes lit up as he watched them hold hands together.

This Burst!Why do you always hold Mia's hand!Draco thought angrily, no wonder Blaise didn't like her!

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