[Zhongyingmei] My dad is Voldy

Out of Draco's sight, Anita almost ran back to the room.She opened the closet abruptly, pulled out the clothes inside, and threw them on the ground.Anita tucked the diary into the deepest part of her closet when school started, adding a dozen defensive and restraining spells of course.Later, there were too many things, and Anita didn't think about what to do with the diary, so she left it behind.

Anita didn't know if she wished there were more diaries in the closet, or more if they weren't.Either way, it's bad.

When Anita emptied out the clothes in the closet, she saw the black diary, which looked ordinary and harmless, and even looked a little ridiculous among the pile of little girl's clothes, but Anita didn't know anything about it. Can't laugh.She drew out her wand as if facing a big enemy, pointed to the diary, and first checked the spells on the diary.Unexpectedly and within reason, the spell is very complete and shows no signs of being destroyed.

Anita frowned. According to the original book, she knew that the movie about Voldemort's soul in the diary had no power except to bewitch people's hearts. The diary master played Ginny's intimate sister and made Ginny open her whole soul to him. Only then did she gradually become stronger, able to control Ginny's body and open the secret room.Therefore, a soul movie in the form of a diary alone has no combat effectiveness, which is why Anita dared to hide the diary in the closet.

But what happened to those writings on the wall just now and Mrs. Norris who was petrified?

Could it be that she underestimated the diary master's ability?

Anita carefully undid the spell she cast on the diary, and the diary lay quietly in the closet.Just when Anita undid the last spell, the diary suddenly started automatically with no wind, and the pages turned over with a clatter. Anita suddenly felt a whirl, and there were colorful lights and shadows flying past in front of her eyes.

After a while, Anita finally felt her feet hit solid ground, staggered, and stopped trembling.Anita felt as if she was no longer in her room, but before she could take a look at the scenery around her, she felt her brain being violently invaded.A powerful mental force broke into Anita's brain like a sharp knife. Anita didn't care about other things, and tried her best to block that mental force with Occlumency.Unlike when Dad trained her, Anita could feel the sharp knife rummaging and digging in her brain.Anita knew that the intruder only wanted to find the memory he wanted, and didn't care whether his Legilimency would cause damage to her brain.

Anita thought that after a year, she had learned her Occlumency very well, but at this moment she realized that for a true Legilimency master, she was still far behind, and just one soul piece had already made her Regardless of any tricks to disguise memories and emotions that her father taught her, she could only use all her mental strength to build a barrier to barely resist.If she faced the real Voldemort, all her secrets would be nakedly displayed in front of Voldemort at the moment of meeting.

The two spiritual forces collided in Anita's brain, and in just a short moment, Anita was already sweating coldly from the pain, half kneeling on the ground.Anita clutched her forehead and gripped her wand tightly. She felt the force pinching her brain and pulling it violently out.

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be just a short moment, but Anita feels as if a century has passed.When Anita was almost unable to hold on, the mental force that broke into her brain suddenly withdrew.However, the pain did not lessen with the push of the intruder, on the contrary, it became more and more obvious because there was no pressure to resist.The violent headache made Anita feel blind for a moment. She propped her hands on the floor and panted violently.

"Interesting, a little sorcerer in the second grade actually knows such advanced Occlumency techniques. What secret are you trying to hide? Huh?" A low, cloudy voice came from Anita's ear.

Anita raised her hand to wipe away the physical tears shed from the pain, and looked up in the direction of the sound.To Anita's surprise, the diary gentleman in front of her was not a 16-year-old boy, but a middle-aged man in his 30s.

Thirty is the age of a man in his prime, and the man in front of him is even taller and handsome than ordinary people.He leaned lazily against the wall, looking at the embarrassed Anita with a pair of obsidian-like deep eyes.Mr. Diary's face is slightly pale, and there is fine sweat on his forehead, but his contemptuous eyes and aura are like a fierce beast that dominates the world. Even if people know that he is weak at this time, they still cannot question his strength. Willingly surrender.

Anita's pupils shrank slightly, and relying on Occlumency, she managed to maintain the expression on her face without showing any shock.So far, everything has gone beyond Anita's expectations.

But Mr. Diary still keenly caught the change in Anita's eyes, and he said playfully, "Interesting, you know who I am, but it seems that I don't look like you imagined?" Although it is a question, But the tone of the diary master is very sure.

"Of course, you told me that your name is Tom Riddle, didn't you? I did a little research, and I received a special contribution award to Hogwarts 50 years ago, which is very impressive." Anita clenched her hands With the hand holding the wand, he stood up slowly while talking pretending to be nonchalant.

"Really?" The diary gentleman looked at Anita meaningfully, obviously not believing what Anita said, "I think you know more, my interesting little girl."

"Then what do you want me to know?" Anita did not refute. Since Mr. Diary has already seen it, it is useless to refute. Lying in front of smart people is just showing off stupidity.

"Oh." The diary master sneered, walked in front of Anita, looked down at Anita and said, "I don't care what you know, in fact, I hope you know as much as possible."

Under the oppression of Diary Jun's strong aura, Anita involuntarily took a step back, and then she realized that she frowned in frustration.

Mr. Diary raised Anita's chin with his wand, looked her in the eyes, and said in a commanding tone, "Now, tell me where Irene Prince is. You said 'Irene Prince is gone 'What do you mean?" The diary gentleman's black eyes rolled with anger.

Anita was forced to look up at the diary-lord.In fact, Mr. Diary did not use too much force, nor did he imprison Anita. Anita only needed to move her head to move her chin away from his wand.But Anita just frowned uncomfortably, and stubbornly kept looking up at the diary gentleman, and asked vigilantly, "What do you want to know about Irene Prince's information?"

"You just need to tell me the information. The rest is between me and Irene."

"Then I can't tell you."

The two pairs of eyes with very similar shapes confronted each other like this, and no one backed down.

Mr. Diary looked at the strange little girl in front of him, and always felt that those stubborn eyes were very familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he saw them.

Mr. Diary's expression was in a trance for a moment, and the girl in front of him seemed to overlap with the picture in his memory.Many years ago, there was also such a strange girl who approached her cautiously, and after being mercilessly rejected by him again and again, she also looked at him so stubbornly.It's just that the girl's eyes in my memory are green, like a black lake under the spring sun, which is completely different from the black eyes of the girl in front of me.

Mr. Diary closed his eyes slightly. He must have been too eager to find Irene's whereabouts and had an illusion.

After opening his eyes again, the softness in Mr. Diary's eyes due to the inexplicable familiarity of Anita's body has been wiped away. He slightly increased his magic wand, and the eyes looking at Anita suddenly became deep and distant, with a low voice. A voice like a cello sounded in Anita's ear with bewitching, "Be a good girl and tell me everything you know."

Anita's eyes lost focus, but fortunately, Anita has not stopped Occlumency, and recovered in an instant. She glared at the diary gentleman vigilantly.

Mr. Diary raised his eyebrows, put down his wand, and there was a look of regret on his face, but there was no regret in his eyes.Obviously after Legilimency failed, Diary Master realized that it might not be useful.But it's worth a try, isn't it?After being subjected to high-intensity Legilimency, ordinary people can easily let down their vigilance because the danger has passed, but they didn't expect a second-year little witch to be so vigilant.If he was still the Dark Lord, he would definitely recruit the parents of this child. Parents who can give birth and teach such a child are definitely not ordinary.

"Little girl, look around you. You are no longer at Hogwarts, and no one knows that you are missing, so there is no use delaying time. Tell me what I want to know, and I will send you back, or I will I have to use some unpleasant methods. So, be a good girl and don't make me angry, okay?" Mr. Diary tapped the palm of his hand with his wand, threatening.

Only then did Anita have the opportunity to look at the surrounding environment. This is a very Slytherin-style study room, with the main color of dark green matched with exquisite silver patterns.The study room is surrounded by tall bookshelves filled with books, some of which look very old and exude a dangerous atmosphere.The desk and sofa are also tall and heavy, and the whole study reveals the rigidity of its owner.But the small pot of chubby succulents on the desk, and the snake-shaped but fat ball pillow on the sofa, are very inconsistent with the overall tone of this room.

Anita frowned suspiciously, and didn't have time to think about what this meant. After all, there was still a diary to deal with.

Anita looked into the eyes of Mr. Diary without showing any weakness, raised her wand and pointed at Mr. Diary, "I know you are bluffing. (I know you are just bluffing.) If you can really do it, why would you tell me so much Nonsense. If I'm right, I'm still in my room, and you have nothing to do with me other than creating this almost unreal illusion, because you don't even have a wand. Right?" Anne A triumphant smile appeared on Ta's face.