Watching the energy mixed in the life force tumble in Voldemort's soul fragments, Shirakawa quietly withdrew from the room.

After a while, he released a mage armor on his body and re-entered with Arcane Vision on, and he saw the notebook lying flat on the table, except for a shallow burn on the table, there was no destruction around it, as if the rampage of black flames had never existed.

Bai He opened the diary, a burst of black flames burst out, but in the arcane vision, it was strong on the outside - no lethal power, Bai He continued to pick up the quill and wrote: What's wrong? No, great pure-blood demon king? I have decided, now hand you over to Albus Dumbledore, he will definitely give me a great reward!

No!

The journal paused for a moment, and then suddenly wrote a huge line of words: [What can he give you? He can't give you anything! No wealth, no power, he will only give you a useless badge and a bunch of cheap awards! You are his student? Then he will be even more picky! Even useless scores he will give you a series of tests before giving you a twist and a pinch! He will not satisfy you!]

Bai He secretly amused as Voldemort slandered Lao Deng (to some extent the truth), but he was merciless: But I don't see what you can give me, that you have no power, and that I can't even help it.

[No!I have magic!All the magical knowledge that you can't see now, you can't even dream of!As long as you don't hand me over!As long as you don't hand me over!They're all yours!] The handwriting of the diary gushes wildly: [Do you really think those useless fame and glory are useful? No! Only with power, that kind of thing is at your fingertips!]

Got back to your senses?

Although it was shown in the diary, Shirakawa didn't believe a word.

An old-time boss who shouts about pure-blood supremacy all day long, claims to be a demon king, and even gives the protagonist a chance to fight in a row just to prove that 'he lost to the protagonist only because of bad luck', what kind of false fame and glory are useless in this big?

Transform into devilish form and tempt me to take the bait?

White River watched Voldemort continue to perform, and the next temptation was even more stark: [Don't you want to live forever? Don't look at me like this, it's just an accident, it shouldn't be like this! Even so, I'm still alive! This is the highest masterpiece of the dark arts! As long as you agree, I can teach it to you. ]

How do I know that your incantation won't turn me into a toad the moment I pronounce it?

Bai He pretended to hesitate for a moment, and wrote these words, and then he saw the handwriting and his ecstasy was obviously a little more: [Let's go into the simple way!Child, you can detect the effect of life force absorption of this kind of black magic!This is a talent that countless wizards don't have!You see that I can't deal with you, how can I easily deceive you?If you don't believe me, I can teach you a few simple ones!So simple that there is no room for fooling ghosts!]

As he spoke, a mantra appeared below, and under the spell there were various instructions written in detail, and there were even patterns for meditation, and a large page was written full.

Shirakawa laughed, closed the diary, and went to bed.

Soon after he fell asleep, he noticed that the restless diary was trying to invade the dream to tempt him, and Bai He was a little amused to maintain a half-asleep state, watching Voldemort use all kinds of realistic illusions to pretend to be ghosts outside of his consciousness - most of them were Bai He wearing black robes, and after learning black magic, he was invincible and immortal in the world, which was exactly the same as Voldemort's dream, Bai He was happy to see it, but he pretended to be tempted by Voldemort to get up and turn on the light, pretending to open the diary after several hesitations.

He copied the contents of the spells in the diary, and then he vaguely felt that something was wrong, and when he read it roughly with the magic reading technique, he immediately frowned.

On the surface, there seems to be no problem, and the deep problem is not something that Bai He's level of magic reading can read, but the meditation map has an obvious spiritual bewitching effect.

Fool! How dare you lie to me! What do you think a little demagogue can do?

White River wrote: I decided, I will soak you in Muggle feces and used sanitary napkins, this is the punishment for you to cheat on me!

[Stop!!!You rude fellow!You can't do this!] A faint wail came from the diary: [I am the noble king of purebloods!Don't defile me with Muggle filth!Let's talk!]

The noble king of pure-bloods is not only powerless, but also a liar.

White River wrote: In that case, it is better to let Dumbledore give me those useless things, at least it will give me a little spiritual satisfaction, you shameless liar, I will not listen to a word from your words again!

[Stop!, Junior, do you think you're done with giving me to Dumbledore?! You've been exposed!I can see it, you're hungry for power!You're the same as me!Dumbledore's old fox can see that you can't fool him, and that you're going to give me to him only to keep an eye on you for the rest of your life, and you'll never get what you want from him!Trust me!, even if you don't believe me!!] I also have a way of getting you to trust me: I can lie to you with words, but my past won't lie to you, I left all my study notes at Hogwarts! until the sixth year! in the Slytherin chambers!]

Do you mean the big python who looks at who turns to stone?

[No!how would you know!!!] Tom Riddle's handwriting was shocked.

Bai He laughed in his diary: You scum who has no truth on the page, obediently get into the toilet for me!

[No!I'm telling you true!If you can't believe this!And!Abraxas Malfoy's house!There's his dark magic notes!We'll study together at his house every summer!It's secretive!Even his family doesn't know!He's said he'll keep the first draft of his research there, as our secret base!He's said he'll not tell anyone!]

You're lying, how could Hogwarts allow you to use spells at home?

[You mean you don't allow it now?! How many years have passed!You can ask!Ask the students at the time!There were no such rules in those days!]

As it sounds, I'll trust you for the time being, show the way.

......

White River took his wand, left a note, went out of 21 Privet Road in the night, threw his wand to summon the knight bus according to the original book, and arrived in Wiltshire at three o'clock in the morning.

Malfoy's Manor was a well-known place, but Muggles could only see the fake manor outside, and the Malfoys' real residence was similar to the Weasleys' humble dwelling, hidden in a large number of disguises, including Muggle retreat, and he followed the diary's guidance to the target, the side of a hill behind the Malfoy Manor mansion.

A strange tree is in front of Shirakawa's eyes, and that's where the diary points to, which makes Shirakawa deeply suspicious.

He had thought that the place the diary was referring to would be the secret room of Malfoy Hall, which, according to the original books, was the Malfoy's storehouse where dark magic items were hidden, and was used to hold Hogwarts students, but there Shirakawa knew he was wrong.

He stood in front of the big tree and hesitated, the spell at the entrance was very simple, he hid behind a tree and opened the secret door - the original shade of the tree became a hole in the ground, the diary trembled and urged him down, but Shirakawa smiled coldly and buried the diary in the soil.

It's still the same sentence that only by believing in him is a ghost, I don't know how many life-threatening traps are waiting for him in this secret base. Even if it passes, White River doesn't think that 50 years after Tom Riddle's time, there will be no change here, maybe everything has been moved?

Still, the white dragon was ready to take a look.