Ivan stared at the Horcrux diary for a moment, a thousand thoughts flashing through his mind, and finally asked with a feigned curiosity.

"Does this look like a book? Or notes? Does it serve any purpose? ”

"I don't know, I just know that this is indeed a dark magic item, if you want it, I can sell it to you at a low price." Lucius said in a vague tone.

Ivan pursed his lips, thinking that old Malfoy was too uninterested in him as a little wizard, so he might as well make up a reason.

Even if it's someone's study notes, it's better to be able to answer questions automatically than to be so dry that he can't answer the call if he wants to.

However, what Ivan didn't know was that Lucius really didn't know how the Horcrux diary was supposed to be used.

After all, this is something that the Dark Lord personally handed over to him to keep, and maybe there is something terrifying in it.

So when Lucius got his hands on it, he placed it in a secret place and never touched it again.

It wasn't until this year that I heard that the people from the Ministry of Magic were going to thoroughly investigate the problem of the proliferation of dark magic items, so that I took this thing out and prepared to find a place to dispose of it, so as not to be found out by the people from the Ministry of Magic and think that he had any connection with the losing Dark Lord.

"Do you want it or not?" Seeing that Ivan looked at him several times with a strange expression, Lucius said impatiently.

"Since there's no way to confirm the function of this thing, it's probably just a most ordinary diary, so how about a bronze nut?" Ivan froze, pondered for a long time, and took a bronze nut from his bosom and placed it on the table.

Luciuston was laughed at angrily, a bronze nut?

Even buying a Muggle book is more than that, it's a dark magic item!

"The Ministry of Magic is investigating dark magic items, Mr. Malfoy, I'm here to help you deal with trouble..."

Ivan pretended to be a snobbish businessman who saw the right time to suppress prices, but because of his young age, the proposed price was childish and ridiculous, which completely ruined the atmosphere of the negotiations.

But it was such a performance that made Lucius make a decision.

"Good! That's a bronze nut! Lucius looked at Ivan deeply, put down his diary, picked up the bronze Nat on the table, held the serpentine cane, and turned to leave.

After heading out, Lucius tossed Bronze Nat into the grass, the dumbest deal he'd ever made.

A bronze nut sold a dark magic item...

However, thinking of the young wizard who was mature on the surface but naïve on the inside, Lucius had a gloomy smile on his face again.

This is what the other party wants to buy, and if something happens, you can't blame him...

After Lucius walked away, Ivan also put away his disguise and waved his wand lightly.

"Bronze Nat is flying!"

A round, slightly patinized coin flew out of the grass not far away and landed straight into Ivan's hand.

Lucius didn't hide much when he threw out the Bronze Nat, he was just expressing his disdain, and Ivan didn't dislike a Bronze Nat.

Even if it's less, it's money!

"It seems that you are not worth anything in Mr. Malfoy's heart." Ivan placed the copper coin on the table and spun around, sighing.

Ivan's heart was also hesitating about what kind of attitude he should take to contact this Horcrux diary.

Huairou?

Dear Mr. Tom Marvolo Riddle, I am your junior after more than 50 years, did you ever destroy the book collection in school?

Or a more direct approach?

Ivan thought he might be able to ask Althea for a dark magic item that could unleash fire and threaten the Horcrux...

See this? If you dare not tell the truth, you will die!

Ivan hesitated for a long time, put both of these extreme thoughts aside, and after the occlusion, his left hand lightly touched the black cover.

[Magic Item: Tom Marvolo Riddle's Diary (Horcrux)

Magic: Strong

Description: This was originally a diary used by Voldemort to record some information when he was young, but after accidentally obtaining advanced Horcrux knowledge from the forbidden book area, Voldemort used a killing ritual to divide his soul and integrate it into the diary, making the first Horcrux. 】

After picking it up, Ivan didn't feel the feeling of being invaded by his mind, but he didn't let his guard down, but looked up and down, left and right, trying to find out what was special about this diary, such as some magic inscriptions engraved on it.

It's a pity that Ivan didn't find anything, which shows that the production principle of the Horcrux is different from what he expected, and it is not the magic text that is the driving core, but more likely to be that part of the remnant soul.

Thinking of this, Ivan cautiously opened the diary, and the Occlumency was almost run to the extreme, and the first page was written in blurred ink ——. Riddle.

【Ding, after a certain amount of practice, your proficiency in brain occlusion has improved...】

Ivan looked stunned, and finally came.

Tom Riddle's ability to dementor is something he expected, but judging by the system's prompt sound, the level is not too high, and Ivan thinks it should be about the same level as his Occlumency.

The two sides are horizontal and half a catty and eight taels,

It doesn't look like when facing Dumbledore, and the hints that pop up are all after a period of hard practice, and the Occlumency proficiency has greatly improved.

In this way, even if he doesn't consume GPA points to buy an experience card, he will be able to navigate in front of the Horcrux diary with ease, and he will also be able to brush his Occlumency proficiency by the way.

Ivan grabbed the quill pen that had been placed aside and dipped it in ink, and was hesitating about what attitude to use to communicate, when the ink on the tip of the pen was suddenly sucked in.

[Hello, I'm Tom. Riddle...]

A sentence suddenly appeared in the empty diary, and the faint ink marks spontaneously linked together, displayed for a few seconds, and then disappeared without a trace.

Ivan's mind moved slightly, and he brushed up a bunch of questions.

[Hello, you said your name is Tom. Riddle? So how old is this year? Why can you talk to me? How is it made? Are there any special abilities? 】

After Ivan finished writing, he waited quietly, preparing how he would make up his identity after reading the diary, so that Ivan could decide what attitude to use to obtain information.

A series of questions, for a time, will also be Tom. Riddle was stunned, and after a long time, Ivan's handwriting in the diary was shuffled and reorganized, and then turned into several lines of handwriting.

[I'm just a diary, and the person who made me is called Tom. Riddle, he kept some of his memories alive so I could communicate with you...]

It's so uninspiring, Ivan pouted, it took so long for you to think of such a cliché identity...

He also thought that Tom. Riddle will disguise himself as a peerless wizard and fool him with a plot of a portable grandfather...

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