The three of them swooped up the stairs and into the dark foyer, where Evan and Harry threw their shoes and ran up the marble staircase in their socks in front of the cabinet where Crabbe and Goyle were being held, and rushed into the girls' bathroom on the third floor.

Then, they saw Ron standing inside in a panic.

"Ron, why are you here?" asked Hermione, surprised.

"Madam Pomfrey said I could go, and she suggested that I come to the Great Hall for the Christmas feast, but I thought I should come here to see you first. ”

"Did you see anything?" asked Evan eagerly, Justin was attacked, and while they were away from the bathroom, the chamber was opened again.

"No, you came back as soon as I came in. Ron stumbled, "How's the plan?"

"Don't mention, it's terrible, everything went well, we even beat up Malfoy, but then Snape found out, and when he escaped, he saw Justin petrified, lying in front of the big mirror at the entrance of the basement, this was the third attack. Harry said dejectedly.

"Third attack?!" Ron gasped, looking more frightened than the three of them, "Is it Malfoy?"

"I don't think it's him, he was with us in the Slytherin common room when the attack happened. Harry shook his head, "It's not a complete waste of time, though, and we haven't figured out who caused these attacks, but we did get some information from Malfoy, which is an important clue." ”

Harry, Ron, and Hermione muttered quietly, and Evan saw a tattered book with a tattered black cover under the cracked mirror behind Ron.

His heart suddenly rose to his throat, his eyes widened, and his hands clenched into fists.

God, this can't be Tom Riddle's diary!

He had been looking for this thing in school for more than half a year, and just when he was at a loss and the situation was getting worse and worse, it suddenly appeared in front of him.

Evan stepped forward to pick it up, but Ron suddenly stretched out an arm and grabbed him.

"Aven, don't touch it, it could be dangerous!" Ron turned pale and frightened.

"What is this?" Harry leaned over to see the contents of the pool, "stop, how can a book be dangerous?"

"You'll be surprised to say it!" Ron looked at the journal in fear, "My dad told me that some of the books confiscated by the Ministry of Magic will blind you. Anyone who has read the book "Sonnets of a Sorcerer" will only be able to speak in five-line limericks for the rest of their lives. An old wizard in Bath has a book that you can never put down when you read it! You bury your face in the book everywhere you go, and you have to learn to do everything with one hand, and"

"Well, I see what you mean. Evan looked down and walked around Ron, trying to pick up the journal.

"No, you don't understand!" Ron shouted in a high-pitched voice, and when he saw the other three looking at him in surprise, he hurriedly lowered his voice, "Trust me, Aven, this thing is dangerous, let's not touch it." ”

"It's nice to be careful, but we don't know what's in it until we read it first, don't we?" Evan picked up the journal.

As soon as he got his hands on it, he could be sure that it was Tom Riddle's diary, Voldemort's Horcrux.

Trying to calm his mind, he flipped through the faded black cover, and on the first page, a name written in blurred ink: Tom Riddle.

"Tom Riddle, who is this man?" Hermione said with a frown, "It's strange, he's certainly not a Hogwarts student at school, but I have an impression of him, as if I've seen the name somewhere." ”

"Tom Riddle received the school's Special Contribution Award fifty years ago. Evan whispered.

"I remember, I read it in the Hogwarts Chronicle, but it didn't say why he won that award. Hermione said.

"Anything is possible, maybe he caught thirty owls, or rescued a teacher from the giant talons of a big squid. Ron whispered, "I don't understand, why don't we throw this thing away, it looks dirty." ”

"Fifty years ago was the last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened, and maybe this diary had something to do with it. Evan studied the journal in his hand.

"Really, show me!" Harry said with a look of disappointment, as he hurriedly took the journal and flipped through it, "not a word was written in it. ”

He flipped the journal to the back cover and saw the name of a newspaper dealer on London's Vauxhall Road.

"Riddle must be a Muggle," he said thoughtfully, "that's why he bought a diary on Vauxhall Road." ”

"Well, it's not going to be of much use to us anyway. Ron said hurriedly, "If you want me to see it, let's throw it here." ”

"No, I think Evan has a point. Hermione squinted, which made her look a lot like Professor McGonagall, "Think about it, since Riddle was from fifty years ago, he must not be at Hogwarts now, who brought this diary to school, and why did he throw it away?"

"We know from Malfoy that the last person who opened the Chamber of Secrets was expelled fifty years ago, and that Tom Riddle received the Special Contribution Award to the school just around that time. Could Riddle have won the prize for capturing Stetelin's heir, then? His diary will most likely tell us everything: where the Chamber of Secrets is, how it was opened, and what kind of animals were held inside. The guy who did all this aggression doesn't want this diary to be thrown around, is he?"

"Brilliant reasoning. Ron wrinkled his nose and said, "It's just a little fly in the ointment." He didn't write anything in his diary. ”

"Invisibility ink, perhaps!" Hermione pulled her magic from her satchel and tapped her diary three times with her wand, "Hurry up!"

Undeterred, Hermione reached into her bag and pulled out something like a bright red eraser.

"This is the visible eraser, I got it in Diagon Alley. She rubbed the first page of the date, "January 1st," but nothing appeared.

"You won't find anything in there. ”

Ron said, "This Riddle just got a journal for Christmas and wasn't happy to spend time writing on it. ”

"But," said Hermione, reluctantly.

"I have a strange familiarity with this Riddle, he seems to be a friend of mine who has been forgotten for a long time, but this must be ridiculous, I must not have any friends before I came to Hogwarts, not to mention that this Riddle was a man from fifty years ago. Harry followed.

"That's just your delusion. Ron continued, "Just leave it here, and think about it, while everyone else was celebrating Christmas, we were in a daze in a girls' bathroom with no one in front of a tattered journal with nothing written down. ”

"I think there's definitely something hidden in there, it's just that we haven't found it yet. Evan took the journal back.

"Well, well, since you all think so, I have an idea. Ron lowered his voice and said, "Avene, leave it to me, and I'll mail it to my father, who is an expert in handling this matter." ”

"No, Ron!" Evan shook his head and put the journal in his bag, "I think it's better to keep it with me, I've recently seen a developing potion on the book that might allow it to reveal its hidden secrets." ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, but under the dim candlelight in the bathroom, Evan noticed that Ron's face seemed to be even paler.