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The three of them were still in shock. They rushed up the stairs and into the dark hall. In front of the cupboard where Crabbe and Gore were kept, Elwyn and Harry threw their shoes there, ran up the marble stairs in their socks, and rushed into the girls' washroom on the third floor.
Then they saw Ron standing there in a panic.
"Ron, why are you here?" Hermione asked in surprise.
"Madam Pomfrey said I could go. She suggested that I go to the hall to attend the Christmas party with everyone, but I thought I should come here to see you first."
"Did you see anything?" Elwyn asked anxiously. Justin was attacked, and while they were not in the washroom, the secret room was opened again.
"No, you came back as soon as I came in," Ron stammered. "How … how's the plan going?" "Don't mention it.
It's terrible. Everything was going well. We even beat up Malfoy, but then we were discovered by Snape. When we ran away, we saw Justin petrified. He was lying in front of the big mirror at the entrance of the basement. This was the third attack, "Harry said dejectedly.
"The third attack?!" Ron gasped. He looked more frightened than the three of them. "Was it Malfoy?"
"I don't think it was him. He was with us in Slytherin's common room when the attack happened." Harry shook his head. "But it wasn't a complete waste of time. Although we didn't find out who launched the attack, we got some information from Malfoy. It's a very important clue."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione whispered. Elwyn saw a tattered book with a black cover under the cracked mirror behind Ron.
His heart jumped to his throat, his eyes widened, and his hands clenched into fists.
Heavens, this can't be Tom Liddell's diary, right?
He had been looking for this thing in school for more than half a year. Just when he was at his wits' end and the situation was getting worse, it suddenly appeared in front of him.
Elwyn took a step forward and wanted to pick it up, but Ron suddenly stretched out an arm and pulled him back.
"Elwyn, don't touch it. It might be dangerous!" Ron's face was frighteningly pale.
"What is this?" Harry also came over to see what was in the pool. "Don't talk nonsense. How could a book be dangerous?"
"You'll be shocked when I tell you!" Ron looked at the diary in fear. "My dad told me that one of the books confiscated by the Ministry of Magic will burn your eyes blind. No one who has read the Sorcerer's Sonnets has ever been able to speak in doggerel for the rest of his life. An old wizard in Bath had a book that you could never put down once you read it! You buried your face in a book wherever you went, and you had to learn to do everything with one hand, and -- "
"Okay, I understand what you mean." Elwyn lowered his head and walked around Ron, trying to pick up the diary.
"No, you don't understand!" Ron shouted in a sharp voice. Seeing the other three looking at him in surprise, he hurriedly lowered his voice, "Believe me, Elwyn, this thing is very dangerous. We'd better not touch it. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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"It's good to be careful, but we'll only know what's inside if we read it first, right?" Elwyn picked up the diary.
As soon as he held it in his hand, he could confirm that it was Tom Liddell's diary, the soul vessel of Lord Voldemort.
He tried to calm himself down and flipped through the fading black cover. On the first page, there was a name written in blurred ink: Tom Liddell.
"Tom Liddell, who is this person?" Hermione frowned and said, "That's strange. He's definitely not a Hogwarts student, but I have an impression of him. I think I've seen this name somewhere."
"Tom Liddell won the school's Special Contribution Award fifty years ago," Elwyn said in a low voice.
"I remember, I saw it in the Hogwarts Chronicle, but it didn't say why he won the award," Hermione said.
"Anything could be possible. Maybe he caught thirty owls, or saved a teacher from the giant claws of a giant squid." Ron said in a low voice, "I don't understand. Why don't we throw this thing away? It looks dirty."
"Fifty years ago was the last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened. Maybe this diary has something to do with the Chamber of Secrets." Elwyn carefully studied the diary in his hand.
"Really? Let me see!" Harry hurriedly took the diary and flipped through it. With a look of disappointment, he said, "There's not a single word written in it."
He flipped the diary to the back cover and saw the name of a newsagent in Vauxhall Road, London.
"Liddell must be a Muggle," he said thoughtfully. "That's why he bought a diary in Vauxhall Road."
"Well, this thing isn't of much use to us anyway," Ron said hurriedly. "I think we should just leave it here."
"No, I think what Elwyn said makes sense." Hermione squinted her eyes, which made her look very much like Professor Meg. "Think about it, since Liddell was from fifty years ago, he must not be at Hogwarts now. Who brought this diary to the school, and why would they throw it away?"
"We know from Malfoy that the person who opened the Chamber of Secrets was expelled fifty years ago, and this Tom Liddell just happened to receive a special contribution award to the school at that time. So, could Liddell have received the award because he caught Slytherin's heir? His diary will probably tell us everything: where the Chamber of Secrets is, how to open it, what kind of animals are kept inside. The person who made these attacks wouldn't want this diary to be left around, would he? "
"Excellent reasoning," Ron said, wrinkling his nose. "There's only one flaw. There's nothing written in his diary. "
"Maybe it's invisible ink!" Hermione took out the magic skill from her bag, tapped the diary three times with her wand and said, "Hurry up and reveal yourself!"
There was no response, but Hermione wasn't discouraged. She reached into her bag again and took out something that looked like a bright red eraser.
"This is the Reveal Eraser. I got it in Diagon Alley." She rubbed it hard on the first page, which was dated "January 1st", but nothing appeared.
"You won't find anything in it."
Ron said, "This Liddell just got a diary at Christmas and didn't want to spend time writing in it."
"But …" Hermione said unwillingly.
"I feel a strange familiarity towards this Liddell. He seems to be a long-forgotten friend of mine, but that's ridiculous. I didn't have any friends before I came to Hogwarts, not to mention this Liddell is a person from fifty years ago," Harry said.
"That's just your imagination." Ron continued, "Let's just leave it here. Think about it, while everyone else is celebrating Christmas, we're in an empty girl's bathroom staring at a tattered, empty diary."
"I think there must be something hidden in it, but we haven't found it yet." Elwyn took the diary back.
"Okay, okay. Since you all think so, I have an idea." Ron lowered his voice and said, "Elwyn, leave it to me. I'll mail it to my father. He's an expert in this field."
"No, Ron!" Elwyn shook his head and put the diary into his bag. "I think it's better to leave it with me. I've recently read about a kind of potion that might make it reveal its hidden secrets."
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