Chapter Seventy-Nine: Oh! My fiery soul (ask for the first order!! )

"Oops! Finally got back. Seeing that the notebook finally responded, Owen suddenly felt a burst of relief, and more than a month of hard work in coding words finally paid off.

But—huh! Cool this little deflated three for a while.

It's not that he's stingy.

The main thing is that normal people will be startled when they see a thoughtful notebook.

Except for Harry Potter!

That dude is a real man!

——

About two minutes passed.

Owen picked up the quill and continued writing.

"You're — what, how can you speak, no—you can write."

The ink disappeared, and then it reappeared, but it had already appeared, and it had already taken on someone else's shape, "There are a lot of moving portraits in the castle!" The notebook, like those drawings, was made when I was a student. ”

"That's amazing. How do you make it? Can you teach me? ”

"Yes, but after a while, your exploration of magic is still too rudimentary."

"Really? They all say the same, even Ling. ”

Owen's Vincent is a reckless and stupid Gryffindor.

It's all about passion.

So he had to continue writing in the child's voice: "I'm fourteen years old. Many of the wizards who fought against Grindelwald were also young, so why could they join the Order of the Phoenix and not me! ”

"Everyone has their own position, and if you want to climb higher, you need a ladder." Senior Tom's magical words gradually became tactful and tempting.

A strong aura of demagogy emerged from the diary.

"What should I do, Senior Tom."

"A blockbuster starts with you."

"Also, I want to ask, have you heard my name? What am I doing? ”

- Yo, are you going to erect a person for Old Tom?

Prepared for a moment's pause, Owen pretended the kid was thinking.

"Just now I thought Senior Tom, your name is so familiar, I remembered, I heard that in the forests of Europe and Albania, there is a Order of the Phoenix guerrillas who secretly resist Grindelwald's reign of terror, and their leader is called Tom Riddle."

"Wizard Leader Riddle, is that you?"

Owen put pen to paper, and boasted about the glorious deeds of the revolutionary leader from the void, Tom Riddle.

After a small essay of 800 words, a heroic and fearless leader of the people who rebelled against the tyrant was shaped by him.

"Senior Tom?"

"Senior Tom, you speak!"

"Can you sign my name?"

Owen's language is like a little fan girl who sees an idol.

Judging from his tone on the tip of the pen, if it weren't for the fact that the words couldn't make a sound, he would definitely scream~~!

"Really?"

This time, the laptop is really slower.

I guess little Tom is thinking about his future.

It took a few minutes for him to spit out the ink again.

"Wow! Hero! The spiritual heir of Mr. Dumbledore. ”

"Senior Tom, what should I do now? As soon as you ask, I'll do it right away. ”

"I'm just a notebook, I don't have much power. Maybe you should find some outside help, like I said, and start purging the Dark Lord's minions from your side. ”

"Foreign aid?" He had already guessed what it was.

"Yes, maybe you haven't heard of it, but there are still the secret weapons of the four founders in Hogwarts Castle."

Uh-huh – the packaging is exquisite.

Owen looked at the words that appeared in his notebook and nodded.

"In order to prevent an uncontrollable crisis in the castle, Slytherin left a secret room in the castle."

"Secret room?"

"Yes, there's Salazar's secret weapon there. You can use that weapon to cleanse the Dark Lord of the minions in the castle. ”

Yo he! Does this tell the secret of the secret room?

Do you have such a deep literary foundation?

Did he believe it?

Owen was holding the pen, refusing to put it down, he was thinking, thinking about the character of his pen, what should he say?

What should a Harry Potter who wholeheartedly wants to join the Order of the Phoenix?

After a long time, the quill kissed the notebook, and a string of beautiful and cold words appeared: "And at what cost? ”

"Hogwarts has been a school for a thousand years, and I have never heard of the secret treasure of the founder."

"I believe in Senior Tom! If there is, it is bound to be hard to obtain. ”

"And I'm just a mediocre little wizard, like they say, I don't have a good brain, I don't have any magical talent, how can I get Salazar's relics, just because I'm a Gryffindor?"

"Some price." Tom's words came out with great urgency. It seemed that he was afraid of scaring Owen, the stupid little wizard who had spoken to him for the first time in many years.

"Is it life?" Owen bowed his head and wrote (pretended).

“.”

"Seniors don't have to care, there's nothing unspeakable."

"I heard that there is an ancient saying in the Ming Dynasty, people are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather, if my life can end this troubled world, then just take it."

"I've noticed that the wizarding world is full of wretched people who are suffering and tormenting."

"Those who have been frantically persecuted and beaten by the saints, and who have endured a long period of suffering, yearn for freedom!"

"Senior."

"My dear Tom senior. This kind of difficulty and frustration will continue now or in the foreseeable future, but I still have a dream. This dream is rooted in the dreams of all wizards who yearn for freedom and justice. ”

"I have a dream that this school will get back on its feet and truly live up to the true meaning of the founder's creed."

"I have a dream that from Ireland to Khitan, the sons of former enemies can grow up freely under the same land."

"I have a dream! Even places where justice hides, such as Azkaban and Newmengard, will become oases of freedom and justice. ”

"I have a dream!! Hogwarts, the four houses, will be a place where they will no longer be judged by their blood, wealth, but by their character. ”

"I have a dream !!"

"The valleys rise, the mountains fall, the bumpy and winding roads become smooth, and the believers of Merlin will no longer be distinguished, but will become a true family."

"This is my wish, this belief I have, even if my body is broken, even if my soul is torn to hell, even if the light of tomorrow does not shine in my eyes."

"I'm willing"

"Willing to fight for a noble cause for the rest of your life!!"

Whether or not the fiery soul had brought Tom's vile wreckage to shame, he did not know.

But Owen knew.

The rhetoric of the contagious and artistic technique drained the little ink left in his stomach.

Squeeze it dry!

There really wasn't a drop left.

He dared to bully and bully Tom in the 40s, because he had not experienced the vigorous situation of the United States in the 60s.

And these are things that must not be said by Dumbledore.

Because the old headmaster must definitely smile at him.

Then in a joking tone, he said, "What? Didn't you finish memorizing? ”

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(End of chapter)