"Who?" The Flints were in unison.

"Ringo Shelby."

"Ringo Shelby?"

Flint frowned, as if wondering who the name was.

But the woman on the side quickly said, "That may be a transfiguration genius who is a descendant of a mysterious man?" ”

"What a mysterious descendant!" Selwyn snorted disdainfully, "He's a mudblood!" The others are all made up by the people of "Singing Contradictory"! ”

Hear your wife's words.

Flint seemed to finally remember who it was, and immediately had another burst of anger, but he still held back and looked at Selwyn, "You came here to tell me who did it?" ”

"Of course not." Selwyn smiled, "I'm here to ask for cooperation. ”

"Cooperation?"

"Yes, cooperation."

"If you have anything to say, be honest, if you sell me again, believe it or not, I'll beat you directly?" There was a dangerous glint in Flint's eyes.

Selwyn's smile twitched: "It's some commercial collaboration, well, potions...... I also read the newspaper and found out that the Flint family was also involved in the potions industry, so I thought we could form a company......"

He didn't dare to hide it anymore.

Also come prepared.

As he spoke, he took out some papers for Mr. and Mrs. Flint to read.

"How? Interested? In addition to you and my family, there are also the Caro family, the Rozier family, the Rohr family, the Yaxley family ready to participate, oh, and there is also a Slughorn, though I can't name him, but I know that he is close to that Dean Horace......" Selwyn showed his strengths and looked to the future by the way, "You also saw that each family has its own potions under its control, which used to be only for their own use, or spread in a small area, but if they are integrated, ......"

"It's a good idea." Flint nodded in satisfaction, "But I can't promise you today." ”

"Of course, you have to think about it." Selwyn was reasonable.

- especially since he doesn't count on the brains of the troll family.

"These things are left with me, and I will think about them carefully." Flint pointed to the document, then looked back at Selwyn, "As for now, it's time for you to leave." ”

"Won't you invite me to dinner?" Selwyn laughed.

Flint gestured to the coffee table, "I'm still angry, Cook Selwyn, if you don't mind being smashed by me, stay and eat." ”

"I'm kidding, haha, Mr. Flint go on."

Selwyn craned his neck.

Get up and leave.

And yet—

After he left, Flint did not continue to be angry, as he said, but sat quietly on the couch.

His wife sent Selwyn away and returned.

Looking at her husband worriedly, "Do you really want to cooperate with the Selwyn family?" Charles, I'm afraid their cooperation is more than that, as far as I know, the so-called Ringo Shelby is suspected of murdering the Bor family, among which the dead Mortina Bor was originally named Mortina Selwyn, and there is one more person, it seems to be Ruka of the Selwyn family...... It's a potion cooperation, I'm afraid we'll be asked to join forces against that boy in the future. ”

"It's normal for him to bully Marcus like this." Flint snorted, "I'm going to deal with this boy even without Selwyn, wouldn't it be better to have a helper now?" ”

"But Selwyn ......"

"I know." Flint looked at his wife, "Although I was ridiculed for being descended from a troll, I'm not stupid, Selwyn, Rozier, Rohr, Caro, and Yaxliko are all Death Eater families, don't worry, I won't have too much to do with them." ”

"Then we refuse this cooperation?" The woman's eyes lit up.

"Why refuse?"

Flint, who has bad teeth and a burly figure and is nicknamed the descendant of a troll, held the papers, and his eyes flashed: "We want to take revenge on the boy, we want to make money, but other aspects...... Hehe, just play stupid, after all, we are a family of trolls......"

“…… Good. ”

"Also, write a letter to Marcus to get back! Shame on you! Let him wait for the turmoil to pass before going to school......"

……

Ringo didn't know what was going on at the Flint house.

But he could probably guess.

I have offended a pure-blood family again.

But it doesn't matter, according to his plan, this group of corrupt pure-blood families who dominate the fixed interests of the British wizarding world, he will move sooner or later, so he doesn't take it seriously.

What really makes him care.

At least at the level of "Lord Voldemort".

Well......

That is, Riddle's Diary.

At this moment.

He was in Slytherin's dormitory, and did not travel to Shelby Manor through the Vanishing Locker, as he intended to contact Riddle again.

Safety and security.

It's still a little more reliable at Hogwarts.

"It's time for you to sleep." After washing, Ringo looked at the three Malfoy who were lying on the bed in their pajamas, and without waiting for them to take their wands, he took the initiative to say, "I'll come this time, you guys lie down." ”

Let's talk about it.

Three stun spells hit three people.

At his level, even with a little resistance, the three of them quickly fell unconscious.

And then.

Ringo cast a confusion spell around the bed before he slipped into the storage ring - feeding the young dragon a bucket of chicken blood brandy before moving to the villa.

Take out a journal in a secretly sealed box.

Opened.

The quill is stained with ink.

After hesitating for a moment, he wrote, "Are you there?" Mr. Riddle. ”

The ink disappears.

It took a while for the handwriting to reappear: "I'm here, you didn't contact me until a long time this time, did something happen?" ”

There was a hint of hesitation on Ringo's face.

A touch of worry.

wrote: "Yes, Mr. Riddle, I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long, because I've been in the spotlight lately, and even though Dumbledore couldn't read my thoughts because of the Occlumency technique you taught me, he kept an eye on me, and not only him, but the other students...... Alas, I don't understand, I just said a few words to the snake in dueling class, and they regarded him as the heir of Slytherin, saying that this is the old snake tongue, and only the heir of Slytherin has this talent in the whole of England......"

Brush!

The ink disappears.

But this time, almost instantly, Riddle replied, "Old snake? Are you a snake? ”

"I don......'t know," Ringo wrote, "I didn't know I was a snake, I couldn't usually speak, but in the face of a poisonous snake, I thought I was speaking normally, but they said I had a low voice, not like a human being, like a snake talking......"

"Yes, that's how the snake behaves!" Riddle seemed excited, "Don't listen to their nonsense, Ringo, the serpent is a good wizard's talent!" They're just jealous of you! ”

"The talent of a good wizard?" Ringo was puzzled at first, but then the hand holding the pen became slightly excited, so that the new handwriting became crooked, "Mr. Del there, you, are you also a snake?" ”

"Of course!"

A big word came to mind in the diary.

Soon.

Riddle also wrote: "Ringo, the old snake will only be passed on by blood, although I still can't clarify the relationship between you and me, but at least one thing is certain, you and I must be related by blood, you are definitely not a mudblood, but a noble pure blood, and you will fulfill the same responsibilities as me." ”

"Responsibility?" Ringo was even more puzzled, "What responsibility?" ”

"Of course it's the responsibility of the Slytherin heir, why, your classmates are jealous of you, don't they say why they are jealous of you?"

"They say that Slytherin rejects Muggle-borns, and that before leaving Hogwarts, there was a secret room that only the Slytherin heir could open, and once opened, all Muggle-born people would die." "But this is just a legend, no one has ever seen a secret room opened......"

Don't wait for him to finish.

Riddle eagerly absorbed his inkblot and wrote again, "I opened it." ”

"Have you opened it?" Ringo's face was taken aback, "Is there really a secret room?" But, if you opened it, were there really Muggle-born people killed? ”

"Of course."

"Will I be killed too?"

"Why were you killed? Ringo, you are a noble pureblood, you are a descendant of Slytherin, and you are related to me, you can't be a Muggle-born. Riddle reassured, "Are you still going to empathize with those Muggle-borns?" Think they don't deserve to die? ”

Ringo hesitated: "After all, I was considered a Muggle born before......"

"Did they help you?"

"Uh......"

"No, right? When you, who were identified as Muggle-born, entered Slytherin, were ostracized and despised, none of them lent a helping hand; When you are an orphan and fall into an orphanage, those pathetic Muggles will only bully you and ostracize you; Even after you show your magical talents, they look at you like a devil...... Ringo, if I'm not mistaken, it's time for you to take a good look at where you stand. ”

Ringo looked at Riddle's words.

Breathing is getting shorter.

The expression on his face is uncertain, hesitant, worried, or afraid......

But in the end, he seemed to be moved.

The quill fell again: "Is the Chamber of Secrets opened to hunt Muggle-borns?" If there are no other benefits, why should we keep doing it? ”

This is questioning.

But Riddle was pleased with the question: "Hunting Muggle-born people is only one aspect, it is the price of our knowledge and allegiance, and I think you will be interested in it, because it contains the dark arts knowledge that Slytherin and his heirs have accumulated over the ages...... It's a treasure that, if released, will drive the entire wizarding world crazy. ”

Slytherin's ...... Knowledge of the dark arts? Ringo's face showed yearning.

"Yes, do you want it?"

"I, I want to ......," Ringo pondered for a moment, "but if you had been in before, Mr. Riddle, would you have been able to see that knowledge by pulling me into your memory?" Without risking opening the Chamber of Secrets? ”

Hear this.

The originally active diaries fell silent......