"126" Fudge's question
Ringo remembers it well.
Tom Riddle's diary is the most distinctive of Voldemort's Horcruxes.
- It can absorb the life force of the user.
As he absorbs it, Riddle manifests inside, not only being able to touch objects, but also to use magic through his wand.
And according to its dictation.
When Ginny Weiss's life force is drained, it will be reborn as a real human being, though most likely it will still be limited to the diary.
And for now.
That's what Ringo was asking him that question.
Your old number is gone.
Want to delete it and start over?
It just so happens that you still have a copy of your youthful archive, and once you start over, you will not only inherit the legacy of your old account's connections, but also have different new ideas! As for whether you will be sorry for the old number, come on, you are equivalent to the clone in the story, you think you are the old number, but the old number only treats you as a spare tire......
Not to mention.
Once you admit that you are a Buddha-figure, the real Voldemort may not be killedβbut with the Horcruxes, he will not really die, but will be freed from his restraints.
The diary fell into thought......
Fortunately.
The combination of factors made Riddle almost fooled, and to be honest, Ringo's proposal didn't hurt him.
So quickly.
It replied, "I can indeed be restored to being a real person, but at least it will take away the full life force of a person." β
"As long as it can be restored." Ringo comforted him, "But I have to prepare here, after all...... I'm only in the first grade, and in school, it's not easy to find someone to suck you...... Mr. Riddle, you don't usually suck my life force, do you? I'm your ......"
It's not finished yet.
The handwriting disappears.
Instead, Riddle angrily bolded the typeface: "Of course I know what you are, you bastard thing!" Do you think I'm going to hurt you? β
"Haha, just kidding." Ringo smiled, "Only here I can catch my breath, you know, my relationship with you has long been spread, so now outside...... As soon as I went to the Great Hall, the people pointed fingers at me, and even the Slytherin people gradually rejected me...... Alas. β
Imagine the Chinese network
"Don't be sad, Ringo, Slytherin are all wallgrass, they only obey the strong, as long as you become strong, or ......"
"Or you reappear!"
"Yes, or I reappear and everything will be fine."
"Hopefully......" Ringo still looked depressed, "I think, I'm still too young, I need enough time to get stronger." β
"That's right."
"Mr. Riddle, if you become human, can I ask you for a favor?" Ringo was suddenly a little embarrassed.
"What's the busy?"
"It's to announce that I'm not in that relationship with you, so that I can reduce Dumbledore's attention and get enough valuable time to grow...... I know it's going to embarrass you......"
"Don't be embarrassed." Riddle comforted, "Every strong person must first learn to hibern, this deity of mine just doesn't understand this, don't worry, Ringo, I won't be angry about it." β
"That's good......"
Ringo wrote here and suddenly changed his words: "Someone is coming, I have to go." β
"Okay." Riddle replied.
The next moment.
Ringo covered the notebook and put it back in its place in the storage ring, then turned to look at the bedroom door and waved his wand.
Katsa β
The door opened.
Malfoy poked his head in, "Shelby? β
"What's wrong?" Ringo removed the Confusion Charm and canceled the Pillow Transfiguration Spell, exposing Malfoy's eyes, "What's the matter?" β
"Dumbledore called you." Malfoy said, "Someone from the Ministry of Magic has also come, as if they want to know more about that day, and the password is honey grapefruit candy." β
"Well, I'll go."
Ringo simply packed up his things.
And he walked out.
Malfoy seemed to want to go into the bedroom to rest, and the two passed by, but as he walked out, Ringo paused: "Draco." β
Malfoy froze and turned his head: "Huh? β
"Is there any contact with Sophie?"
Malfoy's face turned red: "......"
"Looks like there is." Ringo smiled, "A word of caution." β
"What?"
"It's Valentine's Day next week."
"I know......" Malfoy subconsciously agreed, but soon his voice came up, "What?" Valentine's Day is Valentine's Day, what's my business? Sophie and I are innocent......"
Bang!
Ringo closed the door and left.
Only this bad, cowardly, self-respecting little guy was left to force Lai Lai like a fried cat, but he still sneaked into the heart-shaped letter under the bed to make sure that it was not touched before he breathed a sigh of relief......
β¦β¦
"Honey yuzu candy."
Ringo walked into Dumbledore's office, where he met Headmaster Dumbledore, four Headmasters, an old acquaintance Scrimgeur, and a chubby middle-aged man in a pinstriped suit.
"The Chancellor, the Professors, Mr. Scrimgeur, and ...... Good afternoon, sir. Ringo greeted politely.
Dumbledore looked at him kindly, "How's your recovery, Shelby?" Sorry to interrupt your nap time. β
"It's already very spiritual."
"Well, the Ministry of Magic needs to know more about Voldemort." Professor McGonagall said.
But the words have just been spoken.
The chubby middle-aged man in formal clothes said, "Just a dark wizard, Professor McGonagall, watch your wording. β
"This is the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge." Scrimgeour introduced Ringo.
Really......
Although Ringo guessed at first glance that it was Fudge.
But hear the introduction.
There was still a hint of surprise and longing on his face: "Demon, Minister of Magic? I ......"
"Don't get excited, kid." Fudge smiled as if he thought he was kind, "The matter is almost investigated, and now it's just to get married, well, an ordinary dark wizard possessed by Quirrell took the Philosopher's Stone, right?" β
"Yes, the Philosopher's Stone has been taken away." Ringo nodded, but quickly wondered under the gaze of McGonagall and others, "Isn't it Voldemort?" How did you change to a regular dark wizard? β
"Volt ......"
The smile on Fudge's face disappeared, and he wanted to issue the name "Voldemort", but he still coaxed it and changed his name: "The mysterious man is already dead, how can it be the mysterious man?" β
"But......" Ringo scratched his head, "but he called himself Voldemort, and he talked to Harry, saying that if it weren't for Harry, he wouldn't have become a disembodied person who could only lean over other people......"
"Enough! Calling himself a mystery man, is he a mystery man? Don't think I haven't seen the pictures. Fudge snorted coldly, "He's nothing like the mystery man, don't tell me the soul is not the same as the body!" β
"Fudge......" Dumbledore exited, "Shelby is just a child, and your tone is too heavy." β
Fudge took a deep breath.
His complexion softened.
He nodded: "I'm just a little more rigorous about this kind of thing that concerns the entire wizarding world, but it seems that this kid doesn't have specific proof, in this case, it's just an ordinary dark wizard robbery, and I also ask Hogwarts not to promote negative news, so as not to cause panic...... Of course, I'll also order the Philosopher's Stone to be tracked downβ"
"Fudge." Dumbledore looked at the minister with a complicated expression, "You are indeed understandable for being rigorous, but if that person is really Voldemort, do you know what the consequences of your current actions will be?" β
"Of course I do, but alas, it doesn't happen what you say." Fudge sighed and looked at Dumbledore with some concern, "Dumbledore, I think you may need to take a break, you may be too busy to have this thought...... Please trust the judgment of the Ministry of Magic, the mysterious man is long dead, we don't need to live in panic, the wizarding world needs to be happy. β
Let's talk about it.
He waved at Scrimgeur, "Let's go, Rufus, it's time to tie the knot." β
Fudge doesn't care about others.
Walking out on his own.
It's just that before he was about to go out, he turned to look at Ringo, and said half-warning and half-threatening: "Son, honesty is the most precious quality, I hope you have it, don't let me hear you talk nonsense for the sake of attention, is it okay?" β
"Yes."
Ringo nodded as if frightened, "Everything will be as you wish." β