The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"I mean, we are destined! And you can check: My creator is Tom Riddle, and he once won the Special Contribution Award!" Diary quickly straightened out his thinking.

Tom: "Then you're great."

Diary: "Thank you for the compliment."

The diary continued to get close to Tom, and lines after lines appeared on the paper. Riddle began to inquire about Tom's family background.

Tom thought for a while and wrote in his diary: "I was an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. Later...some bad things happened, and I left the orphanage."

"Wait, you said you are an orphan too?"

This sentence suddenly appeared in the diary.

Tom nodded, then realized that the diary couldn't see his movements, so he wrote "yes" on the paper.

The diary was quiet for a while, and then a line appeared: Can you tell me about your childhood?

So Tom wrote a story, a story from a long time ago, a story that made him feel like it was a lifetime ago when he thought about it.

"I have never seen my parents since I was born. I have been living in a remote orphanage. The high walls cut off the eyes of the outside world, making the hospital a small world of its own."

"There are many rules in the orphanage, and the aunts are very strict. And I seem to have an innate talent that can identify a person's attitude towards me - good or evil. This talent makes me not very gregarious, Because I know that there is always malice hidden under the hypocritical smile.”

"It is absolutely forbidden to waste food. Once my aunt found a half-eaten apple from the trash can. She asked who did it, but no one admitted it, so she let me eat it."

"Sometimes there are inexplicable punishments. For example, I remember my shoes were taken off and my bare feet were locked between the piano and the wall, but I can't remember what mistake I made."

"There is also the malice of peers. Xiaohong took away my big paste. She said she would exchange it for ten smaller ones, but she has not fulfilled her promise until now."

"There is also a priest who comes here on Sunday. Every time he will be alone with a boy or girl for a while, and the priest will baptize them. The young children are weak and sick, and the orphanage has limited conditions. We can only invite the priest to come, but baptism cannot save the innocent. soul."

"Then it was my turn to be baptized, and I actually climbed over the wall. I was seven years old."

Tom's story omits a few details, such as the strange memories that often pop up in his mind when he was a child, the strange system he awakened at the age of seven, and the fact that his judgment of good and evil relies on instinct and intuition—— Even more like life experience than magical talent.

The diary was silent for a long time, and finally a sentence emerged slowly: "You and I are really alike."

Then the diary also talks about Riddle's experience of being bullied in the orphanage, but his version is more like the protagonist: a bullied boy who, with his fists and magic talent, trampled all those who bullied him under his feet. , and then was admitted to Hogwarts, but the college he went to didn't want to see him. He endured the humiliation, gradually emerged and gained popularity, and finally won the position of prefect of the college in one fell swoop...

Tom's story is 90% true and 10% false. I don't know how much truth Riddle told. But the story he made up is really too strong...

Just revise it and it can be used as an outline for a fairy tale: I was ostracized at a young age, then slapped in the face, and then taken away by the powerful sect - Hogwarts, and ended up falling into the bottom again - entering Slytherin. At that time, Voldemort, who was born as an orphan, was most likely considered a Mudblood, and he probably had a very unsatisfactory life at the beginning. As a result, he got up again and became a prefect...

It can be called a fantasy version of fantasy.

Of course, the story was later discontinued because the Tom Riddle in Riddle's diary only had his memories before the sixth grade. He himself didn't know what happened next.

"By the way, I haven't asked yet, which college are you from?"

"The Sorting Hat wanted to sort me into Slytherin, but I chose Ravenclaw - because I heard that Slytherin only accepts pure-blood and mixed-blood wizards."

Tom's story seemed to resonate with Riddle in a strange way. Some scrawled handwriting appeared in the diary. It seemed that Riddle inside the diary was very excited: "You are just too weak! You have to use force and use your talents." . This is a reflection of our innate superiority to others, a gift left to us by our great ancestors."

"I used my power to convince those children so that they did not dare to bully me. As for the disciplinarians, they thought they were hiding well, but I know that they are also afraid of me, Tom, it feels like being afraid. It’s very amazing, you must give it a try. Of course, this is all forced, because many people will take advantage of you if you are not ruthless enough!”

Tom could see that the bleak life in his childhood had twisted Riddle's mind. At that time, he began to worship violence and enjoy fear. The basis of his rule is not blood or ideals, but fear. Of course, there's also the old pure-blood theory.

"Okay, we've talked enough today, I need to digest it." Tom took the initiative to end the conversation and closed the diary - Riddle is still very weak now and cannot affect the real world at all.

Tom stuffed the diary into a drawer and transformed into his unicorn form. Tom was also afraid, afraid that he would be infected by Voldemort unknowingly and eventually become an accomplice, causing tragedy. Tom asked himself, if he became Voldemort's puppet, the harm he would cause would be much greater than Ginny's. There is really going to be bloodshed at Hogwarts.

So this unicorn form is his bottom line. If turning into a unicorn couldn't resist the erosion, he immediately wrote to Dumbledore and confessed to him that he had picked up a powerful dark magic item.

After Tom turned into a unicorn, a warm current surged out from his heart. When the warm current flowed throughout his body, Tom immediately felt relaxed. Only then did he realize that during the period of time he had just spent with the diary, he had unknowingly I had too many negative emotions - or my negative emotions were amplified by the diary.

The unicorn snorted, as if trying to spit out those garbage emotions from his nostrils. Tom returned to his human form, only to feel that his body was sticky and greasy, and he was actually covered in oily sweat. He shuddered in disgust and hurriedly took a shower.

In the following days, Tom really didn't touch Riddle's diary once. He spent more energy on carving runes. Of course, he also read a lot of books in Flourish and Blotts Bookstore.

Finally, Tom's rune carving level has made a breakthrough.