"There is indeed a contradiction, and I believe that it was not the basilisk that Hagrid unleashed. But we don't have a choice now, and it's definitely no coincidence that all the clues point to him. There must be some correlation between this. Ivey said helplessly

"Let's say you're right. But what do we say to Hagrid? Just ask, did you release a huge, slippery basilisk from the castle? Ron said he couldn't open his mouth

"You don't need to worry about this question, I'll talk about it then." Seeing that the trio looked embarrassed, he took the initiative to respond.

Harry was silent for a long time. Ivy spoke again

"Harry, Hagrid is not a child. He is past the age of judging right and wrong by likes and dislikes. Of course, trust in dangerous animals needs to be strengthened. I mean – he wouldn't be angry at us for our kind inquiry, at most he wouldn't say it and kick us out. ”

Still no movement

"Let's eat first~ Don't worry about this for the time being, you think about it slowly."

......

Ivy sometimes really admired Harry, and he thought about it for weeks before he reluctantly agreed. A few of them made an appointment to go to Hagrid at nine o'clock tonight.

"Almost," Betty reminded as she looked up at her watch as she lay on the couch playing with Best

Ivy was lying on the table next to him, scribbling, "Soon, now, almost finished." "He's copying Betty's Potions homework, and while he's good at it, he doesn't want to bother doing it himself.

At his feet, Lou Wei slept on his back on the carpet. An hour earlier, Ivy had just fed him a big meal.

"Whew—all right" threw away the quill, and Ivey stretched.

"Are you leaving?"

"Go" The two quickly tidied up their clothes and left the lounge.

Arriving at the meeting point on the second floor, Harry and the others had arrived. However, the behavior of the three at this time was somewhat strange. Leaning against the wall of the hallway, he looked up.

"Why?"

"Shhh

The two of them approached, only to hear an angry roar from upstairs, "Which bastard did it again!" Caused me to drag on for a night, and don't think I have enough things to do! ”

"Filch?" Ivey asked

"Uh-huh—" Harry nodded

"What's going on?" Betty asked

"I don't know, maybe the heir controls Ginny again, and wrote something," Ron guessed

The group stood still and listened to the upstairs until Filch's footsteps faded away. With a violent closing of the door, there was a sound

Several people looked at each other, "Go up and have a look", and Ivy rushed forward first

Arriving on the third floor, everyone finally knew why Filch was so angry. A large area of stagnant water has spread half of the corridor. And it's still seeping out from under the crack in the bathroom door.

Several people waded across the water and entered the bathroom. The room was dimly lit, and the faucet of the sink was turned on and gushing continuously. Betty walked up and screwed it on. As the sound of the water faded away, Myrtle's shrill cry reached everyone's ears.

"What's wrong with you, Myrtle?" Harry asked

"Who are you?" Myrtle poked her head out miserably, "Hit me with something again?" ”

"Someone just hit you with something?" Ivy asked first

"yes, some people think it's fun!" Myrtle suddenly popped out of the cubicle, and her voice became harsh.

"But you're a ghost. Even if someone hits you with something, you won't hurt, will you? Harry tried to comfort her, but he didn't think he had said the wrong thing.

"That's right——!" Myrtle flashed in front of Harry, "Myrtle won't hurt anyway, let's have a game." I hit her with a book, hit her by 10 points, and hit her with a headshot of 50. Everyone's coming! ”

"That's not what I meant," Harry waved his hand apologetically, "So, someone just hit you with a book?" ”

"Do you see who it is?" Ivey asked

"I don't know," Myrtle shook her head, "I was sitting on the toilet seat, thinking about my own business. The book suddenly fell from my head. She held out her hand and pointed to the bottom of the pool, "just drop there."

Looking in the direction of his finger, a worn-out black book lay in the water.

Harry walked up quickly, bending down to pick it up.

"Don't move! Harry is dangerous," Ron hurriedly stopped him

"Just a book?" Harry wasn't convinced

"Don't underestimate it, it might kill you. I've heard my dad talk about this kind of thing too much. Among the books confiscated by the Ministry of Magic, some can make people speechless anymore, some will make you pick up and never put down, and some will directly burn your eyes. Ron looked at the black book on the ground and said warily.

"That's right, let me come" Ivy stepped forward, and with a flick of his finger, the black book automatically flew in front of several people.

Ivey controlled it to flip in the air a few times. It's a diary, and the hard texture and yellowish pages indicate its age.

"Fifty years ago's diary" Ivy said as he looked at the faded date on the cover

"Fifty years ago? Such a coincidence? Betty was suspicious. Isn't this a sleepy pillow

"Quick, open it up," Harry urged him

Ivy nodded, his fingers moved, and the diary spread out in the air, quickly turning the pages and finally stopping at the first page.

"There's just one name, and everything else is blank." He had just used his mental power to quickly glance at it

Harry craned his head, looked at the blurred handwriting on the title page, and said slowly, "Soup—Tom—Riddle"

"Tom Riddle?" Ron muttered, "Sounds familiar~"

"You've heard of it?" Hermione asked

"I think I've seen it somewhere, I think about it—Tom... Tom..."

"There's an address here," Betty found the words printed on the back cover, "Vauxhall Road, London?" It's a Muggle street."

"It should be a Muggle wizard," Harry had spotted the words

"I remember!" Ron, who was deep in thought, suddenly shouted. Several people looked at him, "It's in the showroom." I was punished for cleaning the showroom, and there was a trophy in its name, Tom Riddle. It was also fifty years ago that the Special Contribution Award to the school. ”

"Is there a reason?" Harry immediately asked

"Not specified," Ron said regretfully

"What did he do to win the award?" Harry muttered to himself

"That's too much of a possibility," Ron leaned against the edge of the pool, "he might have gotten dozens of OWL credentials, or saved someone from that squid tentacle in the lake." Or maybe Hagrid has some kind of monster to raise, like Lowe, or a basilisk, or some kind of dragon......"

"Is it possible that Tom captured the heir fifty years ago and won the Special Contribution Award." Hermione spoke astonishingly

"I thought so too," Harry nodded quickly

"It's okay to think that way," Ron agreed, "but there's nothing written in the diary, and we still don't have a clue." ”

"Maybe it's hidden by magic," Betty reminded

"That's right, maybe it's an invisibility potion," Hermione pulled out her wand and hurriedly appeared! ”

No response

She took out another piece of eraser, "the visible eraser I bought in Diagon Alley."

Scratched over and over on one of the pages, but nothing happened.

Seeing that there was no way, Ron was disappointed, "Maybe there's nothing on this." A diary could be a birthday or holiday gift from someone else, tossed aside after receiving it, and never touched again. ”

"No, it's no coincidence that something from fifty years ago appeared at this node," Ivy casually checked it, holding the diary in his hand.

"It's a strange thing to say," Harry whispered, frowning, "I've never heard the name, but there's always a sense of familiarity. What's even more absurd is that it feels very intimate, like a partner who has played since childhood. ”

"Didn't you just have a friend of Ivy when you were a kid? Of course, if that cousin counts too~"

Several people expressed their opinions, but for a while no results were reached.

"It's not too early, let's go back first. Hagrid's next time, "Ivey puts away the diary" This book is by no means that simple, I'll study it first, and if there is no danger, I'll show it to you. ”

"Good"

......

"Ivey, where have you been?"

In the bedroom, Mike is playing wizarding chess with Justin.

"I've been bored in the bedroom lately." When Ivey returned, he put the diary on the bedside and began to change his pajamas.

"You didn't go out for a walk?" He asked casually

"How dare I!" Justin rolled his eyes

"Yes, he didn't dare, so he dragged me to play chess all day long." Mike wasn't worried, he wasn't a Muggle wizard.

"You can learn how to cook when you're fine, and for your craft, I'm embarrassed to say that you're a Hufflepuff."

"Don't mention it, they're ready to give up. I probably don't have much talent for cooking," Mike was a little annoyed at this.

"Hey, boy, can you concentrate on commanding!" The queen on the chessboard was very dissatisfied with him

"Alright, you two can concentrate," Ivy leaned back on the bed and picked up the diary

After thinking for a while, he took a quill and wrote, "Tom Riddle? ”

The ink font suddenly flashed, and then it was absorbed by the paper. Then, new words appeared on the paper.

"Who are you?"

He wrote "Ivy Shafiq" again

"House Shafiq?"

"Yes"

"How do you know how to talk to me?"

"Mengbei ~ I also tried the development spell and the eraser"

"You're in luck"

"Thanks—Tom. But what kind of magic is this? Why is there your consciousness in a diary, I've never seen such a spell before? ”

"It's a very advanced magic, and it's normal for the second year to not be able to touch it."

"How do you know I'm a sophomore?"

It seems that Ginny told him about us as well. Ivey thought to herself

I waited for a long time and didn't get a response. He snorted coldly and wrote again, "Can you teach me?" ”

"I'm sorry, there's a family secret involved, so-"

"That's a pity"

After writing the last sentence, Ivy tossed the diary aside. Now it is different from the past, and now the initiative is with him. As long as Ginny is not allowed to get the diary again, when the mandrake matures, Ginny will be exposed. When the time comes, shove the diary to Dumbledore's, take Ginny out, and you're done.