Pushing open the door, the three of them saw a flower in front of them, and something small gray flew in front of them. Harry and Ron were still thinking about the monsters in the secret room, and they couldn't help but scream at the sight of such a strange sight - but it wasn't over, as soon as they opened their mouths, a silver-gray thing burst into their sight, and it ran past them with a spherical shape, with limbs and a tail wagging from side to side. The four short legs were now rowing like a boat, rowing desperately to the floor.

Because the posture was too bewitching, Ron stared at it for a long time before he realized what he should say. He turned his head to look at Brandi, who was snickering.

"What are you doing at Yale......

Brandi grinned in satisfaction as Yale ran past him and crashed headfirst under Ron's bed.

"How about my tailor-made weight loss plan for it~ Doesn't it look useful?" As he spoke, he walked over to his bed and sat down. "I deliberately make it hungry every day - I really can't help it, if I don't do this, Yale won't be able to walk a few more steps, so I can only grieve you a little, Ron."

"Wronged me?" Ron glared and pointed his finger at himself. "What does your Yale workout have to do with me?"

He looked strangely at his bed, which made a thudding noise, unaware of what was going on underneath. Then, the gray thing he had seen earlier shot out from under the bed like an arrow, ran around Ron's feet, and then grabbed his pants and climbed up in a panic.

"Spotted!" He quickly grabbed the spot on his thigh and held it in his hand. He felt that something was not quite right, and the spotted fur was oily, as if something had been smeared on it.

Stretched out his finger and sniffed at the tip of his nose, and a strong fishy smell came to his face. Now Ron still can't understand what the hell Brandi's weight loss plan is. "Hey! You're using my spots as bait! Blondie! Aren't you afraid that Yale will eat it! ”

Faced with Ron, who was questioning his teacher, Brandi only used one sentence to make him speechless. He pointed to the location of Ron's bed, where Yale was slumped on the floor next to the bed, panting like a dead dog, but that's it, his green eyes still staring at the fat mouse in Ron's hand.

"Let's not say that Yale, this guy doesn't eat mice at all, and even if he catches it, it's just a saliva shower for Spotted, do you think that in the current situation where Yale runs like rolling a ball, how stupid does Spotted have to be to be caught by it."

So Ron, after thinking for a few seconds, very cooperatively threw the shivering speck down again. Faced with Madara's desperate little eyes, he was stunned and stiffened.

"Don't blame me, Spotted...... In fact, I think you probably need to exercise properly, you're just too lazy. ”

………… Leaving aside the cat and mouse that started the battle royale again, Brandi and the three of them searched the entire dormitory in the name of cleaning up (they were talking about how messy the dormitory was, and they needed to tidy it up). They clutched their wands and feather dusters in their hands, and jumped up and down, not sparing the horns or the walls and floors, hoping to find something like a dark room or a viewing hole for surveillance. Of course, in order not to warn the guy who might be watching in the dark, they were still talking about the days when they didn't even know what they were talking about.

"Brandi, why didn't you wear the sweater my mother knitted for you?" Ron lifted the carpet from beneath his feet, pretending to dust off the non-existent dust. "Is it because the brown yellow is too ugly? Come on, I've been wearing dark purple for two years. ”

"Uh...... Not. Brandi kicked his suitcase open, rummaging aimlessly. It doesn't matter what the color is, and it's pretty warm - doesn't your mom like to knit everyone's initials on their sweaters? You're okay with Harry...... My initials are b! Knit a big B on your chest? It feels weird—"

"Poof, always remind you to have a bit of a b number in your heart, hahaha~" Harry threw himself on Seamus's bed, laughing straight up.

Brandi touched his nose in embarrassment, and pulled out the mess of the box and the meaningful sweater—on the lower floor there were some of his underwear, underwear, or socks, and some of his secret knick-knacks were usually hidden here—like the locket from the Fifth Seal, the parchment roll from Manson Manor, or ......

He removed the sock containing the Cracked Pupil Jewel, revealing a black notebook underneath. He was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that this Riddle diary seemed to have been forgotten by him for a long time. I don't know if I will be as excited as before when I open it now...... He thought about it for a moment, saw that no one seemed to be paying attention to him, and carefully opened it.

There was a blank space on it. Looks...... Riddle has calmed down?

His heart began to pound rapidly, Riddle undoubtedly knew some information about the secret room, if he told him the information he had, would he be-

He glanced at it quickly, then ran to the table with his journal in his hand and scribbled a line of text on it with a quill.

"Good evening, Riddle."

He sat quietly in his chair, quietly waiting for Riddle's response......

But time passed minute by minute, and the words on the paper still showed no sign of disappearing. Brandi couldn't help but get a little restless.

"Riddle, are you there?" He hurriedly wrote down another sentence, and as before, the text did not seep into the book.

It's weird, is Riddle not going to take care of himself? But it will at least absorb the handwriting on it...... Brandi hugged his shoulders and looked at the journal in front of him in confusion.

Noticing Brandi's strangeness, Harry and Ron leaned in. They noticed the black notebook in front of Brandy, along with the text on it.

"Riddle?" Harry said confusedly, "What are you...... Talking to it? ”

"Ah, yes......" Brandi replied unconsciously, not noticing that he had accidentally exposed Riddle's existence. But something seems wrong with it? ”

"Let me see. I remember seeing the name. ”

"What did you say?" Brandi asked excitedly.

"This person seems to have won the school's special contribution award more than forty years ago, I have seen this name in the prize showroom, you know, whoever spends a whole hour wiping the slime off a name will remember this name." Ron picked it up curiously and flipped through it, he wrote a few random words, and then took out his wand and pointed at it a few times. Then he borelessly returned the journal to Brandi. "What, isn't this just an ordinary diary?"

"You actually call it ordinary?" Brandi argued unconvinced, "It's so much better than Hermione, and I did all the homework two months ago because of Riddle!" Don't believe it, Riddle even knows what books are on the shelves of the library! ”

Ron and Harry stared at him suspiciously. Brandi thought about it, and he had already broken his agreement with Riddle anyway, so he simply broke the jar and told them everything he had talked to about Riddle.

He had expected Ron and Harry to be curious about the diary - but the truth was, after he finished the story, Ron was stunned.

"Brandy!" "I'm glad it doesn't bother with you now, my dad told me never to trust anything that can think for itself, unless you see where it's hiding!" It must be full of evil black magic! ”

"How is that possible, Ron." Brandi chuckled dryly, "Isn't the Sorting Hat something that can think for itself?" But it wasn't harmful—besides, Riddle had helped me a lot, and I had learned a lot of useful little spells from it. There's also a rare piece of ancient magic, would you like to see it? ”

"No need!" Ron looked into Brandi's eyes. "Trust me, we'd better leave this thing to Dumbledore to study - if it's not good, at least show it to Hermione before deciding. You must not write anything on it until then! ”

Looking at Ron's determined expression, Brandi shrugged.

"Okay, okay...... Then wait until Hermione is in better shape. ”

………………

But what I didn't expect was that Hermione's treatment process lasted for the entire Christmas holiday. When the other classmates returned to school after Christmas, they found Hermione missing, and a new round of panic began. Everyone took it for granted that she had also been attacked. So, the students began to find excuses to 'pass' by the hospital room in all sorts of ways, just to see her—much to the annoyance of Madam Pomfrey, who simply closed the door to the intensive care unit so that she would not be ashamed.

Brandi had always wanted to visit her, but because Brandi had accidentally touched Hermione's tail before, she seemed to be out of anger. Even if the kind Madam Pomfrey had allowed Brandy to come in to see her, Hermione would have pulled the curtains around her bed, looking like she wouldn't be approached, and wouldn't talk to them. It wasn't until Parvati came back from a long journey...... Hermione couldn't resist Parvati's cuteness and met them for the first time.

At that time, the new semester had already started for a full week.