Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Ron fainted like a discarded doll on the floor, his face and the marble on the ground, a cold, ice-free, bloodless.

"Ron!" Harry hurried to his side, squatting down and shaking Ron desperately. "Ron, don't die! Please, don't die!"

"He won't wake up," said a soft voice.

Evan hurriedly turned around and saw a tall, dark-haired boy leaning against the nearest stone pillar, staring at them with cold eyes.

"Tom Riddle!" Ai Wen whispered, his wand pointed at the other side carefully.

"No use, mud, everything is over!" Riddle said casually. "There is only us, there will be no hateful guys coming to disturb, there will be no cocks! The final victory is me, you guys. Will be like this boy, stay here forever."

"What did you do to Ron, why did he become like this?" Harry stood up and shouted.

"This is an interesting question!" Riddle said happily. "It’s a long story, but look at the hugs that you are going to meet tomorrow. I might as well tell you. According to me, Ron Weasley will The real reason for this is that he opened his heart to an invisible stranger and confided all his secrets."

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Diary!" Riddle said. "Since my servant has given the diary to Ron, for months, he has been writing his heart on it, telling me about his distressing troubles and sorrows. : He is the most ordinary one in his family. His brothers and his best friends are better than him. No one has ever noticed ordinary, weak and poor."

"What?" Harry snorted.

"Harry Potter, you, the famous, kind, great savior, will never understand, Ron Weasley is jealous, he knows you are better than him, and you are better than him!" Del’s eyes flashed. “He’s not even a freshman who just entered school. He thinks he’s a waste of nothing.”

Riddle glanced at the cautious Evan, his eyes turning back to Harry's face, a hidden greedy look in his eyes.

"It's too boring, listen to a 12-year-old boy telling her naive troubles."

He continued, "But I am patient, write some words to answer her, I am kind and understanding. Ron gradually trusts me, he thinks that I am his only friend. And you, just When he is a humble, ridiculous follower!"

"I didn't, I never did!" Harry looked pale like a ghost. "I don't know what Ron thinks. I always be his best friend!"

"Obviously you are not!" Riddle gave a cold, shrill laugh, not like a sixteen-year-old child. "After a few months of communication, Ron opened his entire soul to me." And his soul is exactly what I need."

"I swallowed his most secretive fears, the deepest secrets, the strongest embarrassment, and the appetite grew bigger and bigger. I grew stronger, much stronger than Mr. Weasley, and strong enough to start the reverse. Control him and do what I always wanted to do. It’s all caused by your hands..."

"Put up your ridiculously funny tricks, Tom!" Ai Wen said coldly. "This has no effect on us. When Ron wakes up, I will slap him a meal, so that He knows that we have always regarded him as the best friend."

"Damn mud!" Riddle turned his head and looked at Evan in disgust. "I already knew that you were a trouble. When you took out the ridiculous 50-year-old newspaper, I wanted to kill. Die you!"

"You did exactly that, attacking me with a curse on the duel club. This is really a stupid idea."

"Ron's broken wand made my magic power weaken!" Riddle said sharply. "But that's really a mistake for me. You are much more embarrassed than I thought. I shouldn't expose myself so early. Dumbledore noticed what to do, and all I used Ron for a Soul."

"Let him use the curse of me, is this the way you think?"

"No, without my control, poor Ron can't make anything, it's just a little green light." Riddle said proudly, "The effect of the Soul Curse is just to cover up the atmosphere that I control him. But Dumbledore still had doubts, but Ron didn't let me down. Because of weakness, he concealed the diary from everyone. He was afraid to let you know that he was the murderer of the attack."

When he heard Riddle, Ai Wen held the wand tightly, and Harry, next to him, clenched his fists and his nails were deeply stuck in the flesh.

"Since that incident, the stupid Ron seems to no longer trust me," Riddle said. "He finally became suspicious and tried to throw the diary away. Harry, how I wished I could get it." The diary, as I said, I want to see you urgently!"

"Why do you want to see me?" Harry was so angry that he took a lot of effort to keep his tone steady.

"Oh, that's it, Harry, Ron told me about your situation." Riddle said, "Your thrilling and fascinating past."

His gaze passed over the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead, and his face became more hungry.

"I know, I have to know more about you, talk to you, and see you if you can." Riddle turned his eyes to Ai Wen, disgusted. "But I didn't think it would be you." This awful mud is coming to my diary. I try to control you like Ron. In order to gain your trust, I even want to tell you about the opening of the Chamber of Secrets fifty years ago, but... .."

"Unfortunately, I have never believed in the habit of sneaking and seeing the guys in the mind." Ai Wen’s face was full of disdain.

"Yeah, you are indeed a muddy species, as I originally thought, it was a big problem."

Riddle sounds calm, "I feel your guard against me, but I find that you have an extremely strong pursuit of magical power, so I changed my mind and I decided to slowly lure you into the power of indulging. in."

"You have failed again, Tom!" Avon began to accumulate magic.

"Obviously, can you tell me why?" Riddle asked eagerly.

"There was a girl who told me that strength is not absolute!" Ai Wen’s figure appeared in the mind of Ai Wen. He firmly said, "The most important thing is to believe in friendship, believe in affection, believe in love, believe in the world." Everything! Tom Riddle, you can never do this. Except for your own strength, you don't believe in anything, which is doomed to be impossible."

"Love?!" Riddle snorted. "It's ridiculous. You actually think that these things are more reliable than the powerful forces. The typical weak thinks. Well, let's get back to the topic, I have many questions waiting to ask you. Harry Potter!"