Devil's Whisper

"So, you have been guiding Ginny all the time, letting her open the secret room and bring out the basilisk, kill the cock in the school, and even the writing on the wall, it's also Ginny's scribbling." Augustus looked at Ginny, who was lying on the ground, sighed slightly, and said word by word.

"Good answer, bingo," said Riddle, still calmly. "Of course, she didn't know what she was doing at first. It was very interesting. I wish you could read some of her new diaries. It's getting more and more interesting. Dear Tom.."

"Impossible! Ginny wouldn't take the initiative to do these things, it must be you, you are behind it all, Ginny is just bewitched by you, you devil!" Ron interrupted Riddle roughly. He said with anger on his face.

"Hehe, you guys might as well listen to the diary of this well-behaved little girl." Riddle didn't pay any attention to Ron's words, looked at Harry's slightly frightened eyes, and recited the contents of the diary, "I feel like I'm losing my mind. Memory. I have chicken feathers all over my robe and I don't know how they got on. Dear Tom, I don't remember what I did on Halloween, but a cat was killed and my chest was covered in paint. Dear Tom, Percy always tells me that I look bad and look a little weird. I think he might suspect me. There was another attack today and I can't remember where I was. Tom, what should I do? I feel like I'm going crazy. I think I'm the one who attacked all these people, Tom!"

Harry's fists clenched, nails digging deep into the flesh.

"Playing with people's hearts and making fun of others' sincerity can bring you so much pleasure?" Loki's expression was cold, and he felt a little anger at the content of Riddle's words.

"For him, people like Ginny are just playthings. Of course, if he can achieve his goal, it will be better. I have to say that people like them live very easily, because of the so-called Sincerity, loyalty, and responsibility, in their view, they are just mutual use, and the value between people, for them, only the naked interest relationship." Augustus's tone was heavy, with a hint of light in his eyes. With a trace of inexplicable sadness.

"Haha, the analysis is good, if Ginny had one ten-thousandth of the IQ of the two of you, she wouldn't have been manipulated by me for so long. This silly girl, to her, the understanding Riddle will always be Her most loyal companion, should I be glad that such a naive person picked up the diary." Riddle laughed arrogantly, with contempt and disdain in his eyes.

"It took a long, long time for silly little Ginny to stop trusting her journal," Riddle said. "She finally got suspicious and tried to throw it away. That's when you plugged in, Harry. I couldn't be happier you found it. I didn't expect that among so many people, you were the one who found this diary. You are the person I most desperately want to see.."

"Why do you want to see me?" Harry asked. He was burning with rage, and it took a lot of effort to keep his tone steady.

"For Voldemort, the person who brought him down in his prime and defeated him head-on, of course, he wanted to see, to see what kind of magic this person had, and to make the Dark Lord who ruled the dark magic world for so long come to an end, this person not only ended a legend but also rescued countless wizards who were oppressed by it. Such feats have extraordinary allure for anyone. Let alone Voldemort himself." Augustus said lightly, His eyes were fixed on Riddle.

Riddle smiled indifferently, "It seems that you know me very well. I was disappointed to see Harry himself. The famous Harry Potter was such a timid and powerless ordinary person. Even you and these two Slytherins next to you are so far off. I'm puzzled how a baby, without any particularly magical spells, beats the greatest wizard of all time. How do you be able to escape unharmed, leaving only a scar, while Voldemort's power is destroyed?"

"You're not," he said, hatred in his calm voice. "Not what?" Riddle asked sharply.

"Not the greatest wizard in the world," said Harry breathlessly, "sorry to disappoint you, but the greatest wizard in the world is Albus Dumbledore. Everyone says so. Even in You don't dare try to control Hogwarts when you're strong. Dumbledore saw through you when you were in school, and he still scares you, no matter where you hide these days."

"Riddle, in fact, you really shouldn't say so much nonsense to us with confidence, you are just a memory now, even your body is no match for Lord Augustus, I don't know where you got your confidence, dare Standing in front of us just based on a memory." There was a smile in Loki's amber pupils as if the young Dark Lord in front of him was just a poor salted fish.

"Augustus? I heard Harry say it in the diary. So, you defeated my deity head-on? Interesting, it's a blessing for Slytherin to have such strength at such an age." Riddle was surprised. Land didn't care about the sarcasm in Loki's mouth.

"Speaking of which, your strength is not bad. Even if I am your age, it is nothing more than that. With your current magical fluctuations, there are no more than ten people who can surpass you among Hogwarts students. Slytherin can have two It's a great blessing to be such an outstanding person." There was a smile on Riddle's handsome face as if he was sincerely congratulating both Augustus and Loki.

Loki opened his mouth and was about to speak, but suddenly froze there.

Music came from out of nowhere. Riddle turned sharply, looking at the empty chamber. The music was getting louder. This voice is illusory, ethereal, and mysterious, and it is exciting to hear it. It made the hairs on Harry's scalp stand up and made his atrium double its size. The music grew louder and louder until at last Harry felt as though it were vibrating in his chest. At this moment, flames suddenly spewed from the top of the nearest stone pillar.

A crimson bird the size of a crane suddenly descended from the sky, playing its eccentric music on the vaulted ceiling. It had a golden tail, as long as a peacock's tail, and a pair of golden claws that held a tattered package.

It seems that Dumbledore has been paying attention to every move of Hogwarts. The so-called resignation is just an excuse. With the power of a legendary master, the so-called school board is just a joke. The headmaster, indeed worthy of his evaluation. Augustus narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corner of his mouth outlined a strange arc.