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- "Snapped!"
Fish slammed the diary to the ground.
He hates writing the most, and this broken notebook actually "eats" his writing!
No wonder there is not a word in this diary!
Fish put his hands on his hips, stared at the diary that was thrown on the ground for a long time, felt that it was not enough to relieve his anger, and stepped on it to mend his feet.
"Bad book! Bad book! Bad book!"
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After stepping on the diary and bouncing vigorously for a while, Fish finally calmed down a little, and then bent down to pick it up again.
Although he was angry that the diary swallowed his own writing, Fish still liked its unbreakable characteristics after such a toss, so after venting, he still wanted to put the diary away.
Speaking of which why did I want to use this diary to store greeting cards just now?
According to Fisher's own thinking, this thing should be used as a shield and a cat scratcher. He never considered the option of writing on it, but just now he suddenly wanted to write something on it for no reason. .
"Strange meow?"
Fish scratched his hair in bewilderment, then quickly put the matter behind him.
Anyway, it is not uncommon for Fish to do it on a sudden whim. Although this kind of wanting to write in a diary is not in line with Fish's usual habits, it is not enough to make him Care too much.
Thinking this way, Fisch was about to stuff the diary into his pocket, but with his dynamic vision far beyond ordinary people, he saw a small piece of bronze text flashing past while flipping the diary.
"are you still there?"
"Meow?"
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Fish hurriedly opened the diary again, but the words just now had disappeared.
"You were the one talking just now, meow?"
After lightly poking the diary with his finger, Fisher asked.
However, after waiting for a long time, the other party did not respond.
Fish shook his ears, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then picked up a bottle of black ink from the side, and poured a little on the diary.
The little cat is simple, but not stupid. The words that flashed just now obviously used the same bronze ink as his own, so he guessed that the diary must be refilled with ink so that it can answer itself again.
In order to prove his conjecture, Fish specially changed a different color of ink and poured it on.
Just like the words I wrote just now, the ink was quickly absorbed by the diary, and then Fish poked its blank pages again.
"Is that you talking meow?"
However, the diary was still blank.
Inexplicable meow
Fish scratched his hair again. Although he could guess that he had to write on it himself to communicate, but there were already a lot of words to write today, so he didn't bother to add more workload to himself.
Let's talk about it later when I feel in the mood to write.
Thinking so, Fish grabbed the diary and threw it back into his magic pocket.
He is still busy writing greeting cards!
What Fish didn't know was that as soon as he closed the diary, another line of writing appeared on it¡ª¡ª
"Hi, my name is Tom Riddle."
It's a pity that Voldemort in the diary didn't get any response until the writing disappeared.
If Voldemort hadn't been just a wisp of remnant soul now, he would probably be so depressed that he would spit out a mouthful of old blood now.
As a horcrux that has been placed for fifty years and its body is still half-dead, Tom Riddle's remnant soul can do very limited things, most of the time it can only hide in the horcrux and sleep.
Even if he had drawn some power from Ginny Weasley before, it was just a drop in the bucket. He couldn't perceive the external situation, and he couldn't even figure out how long time had passed.
Although he made a plan for the basilisk to hand over the diary he was hiding to Fish, Riddle is actually not very sure when he will be officially released from him.
However, he was not particularly worried, because of the particularity of the diary, Riddle had cast a special spell on it, which would attract people who came into contact with the diary, and made him desire to study the secrets of the diary and write on it.
Although this effect is very subtle and weak, in fact, many things only need to start a little bit.Riddle is confident enough to let them keep communicating with him just like Ginny Weasley once.
So Riddle is not worried that Fish will throw away the diary after "picking up" it
Until Riddle, who was sleeping, suddenly felt a violent impact, and the power he finally grabbed from Ginny was instantly scattered to pieces.
At that time, Riddle was terrified. He thought that Fish had given the diary to Dumbledore, and that Dumbledore was trying to destroy himself.
But Voldemort's body can't do anything to Dumbledore, and as a weak Horcrux, he has no ability to resist.
Just when Riddle was in fear, nothing happened suddenly, making Riddle who was hiding in the Horcrux completely confused about the situation.
It's just that no matter how curious Riddle is, he can't perceive the external situation.
If it was before, he might still be able to forcibly probe for about ten seconds, but after the force was knocked apart, Riddle was helpless at all.
In order to preserve the remaining power and not want to be driven crazy by boredom, Riddle fell into a deep sleep again with a disturbed mood
It wasn't until Fisher wrote a Christmas message in his diary just now that he was awakened again.
So in the blink of an eye, nearly two months will pass?
After realizing what Fish wrote in the diary, Riddle felt very unbelievable.
That kid named Fish, why did he hang himself out for so long!
Riddle didn't believe that the kid who could ignore the school rules and wander around at night would wait a month or two before running to find the basilisk.
However, these questions are not important, what is important is that he must talk to Fish as soon as possible, and slowly guide Fish to open his heart to himself, and then he will be able to absorb the power of this talented kid.
So he quickly used the ink he had just absorbed to write in his diary¡ª¡ª
"Hi, my name is Tom Riddle. Did you just write a Christmas card?"
As a result, when the line of words disappeared automatically, Riddle did not get any response.
Because of the characteristics of the Horcrux, even Voldemort couldn't keep his handwriting on it for a long time. He was able to use words to communicate with the outside world in a weak state, thanks to the carrier of the diary.
"Don't be afraid, I'm just a memory, not a bad person."
Riddle was worried that Fish would directly hand over the diary to Dumbledore or Professor McGonagall, and quickly displayed another text to comfort him.
But¡¡
Still nothing happens.
At this moment, Riddle became a little anxious. He didn't know what happened to the outside world, but obviously Fisher was not affected by the spell on the diary as he predicted, and had the desire to write on it.
"Hello?"
"You only need to write in the diary, and you can communicate with me."
"I'm really not a bad person."
Riddle tried to communicate with Fish again, but unfortunately there was no news.
"are you still there?"
The ink absorbed before was running out, and Riddle made one last attempt.
As a result, after waiting for a long time, there was still no response, so he could only fall into a deep sleep again.
I don't know how long it took, and the diary suddenly absorbed a small ball of black ink, which woke up the sleeping Riddle.
Although Riddle, who is sleeping, cannot feel the passage of time, he can have a general idea based on his own situation.
The time between waking up this time and the last time is very short, not even more than three days.
Riddle was very determined in his heart, because the bronze ink absorbed before was still "fresh".
But he didn't know whether this new ball of black ink was Fisher's researching the secrets of the diary, or if he accidentally spilled it and accidentally dropped it on the diary.
Coupled with the fact that he couldn't get feedback no matter what he said before, Riddle hesitated for a while.
However, after thinking about it for a moment, he still used new ink to display a line of words¡ª¡ª
"Hi, my name is Tom Riddle."
Of course, he still didn't get any response.
This made Riddle very depressed. If he just kept sleeping, he wouldn't be as irritable as he is now. This kind of situation of waking him up from time to time and then not giving any response is the most annoying.
It's a pity that no matter how annoyed Riddle was, he couldn't grasp the external situation. After receiving no response, he could only continue to fall into a deep sleep full of melancholy.
And Fish, who didn't know this at all, was writing furiously at this time. After copying 400 greeting cards with the double spell, he had to fill in the names one by one
Suddenly I don't like Christmas so much
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It's a pity that no matter how annoyed Riddle was, he couldn't grasp the external situation. After receiving no response, he could only continue to fall into a deep sleep full of melancholy.
And Fish, who didn't know this at all, was writing furiously at this time. After copying 400 greeting cards with the double spell, he had to fill in the names one by one
Suddenly I don't like Christmas so much
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