Chapter 261: Don't worry Tom, I'll help you
Chapter 261 Don’t worry Tom, I will help you
As they arrived at a venue suitable for playing Quidditch, Kyle seemed to suddenly think of something and asked, "You said you mentioned me in the morning?"
"It's Harry..." Fred said, "Oh no, it should be Hermione...Forget it, you'd better say it."
After he asked the question to Harry, he got on his broom and went to grab the "Quaffle" made of rattan with George.
Kyle looked at Harry...
"It's not that important." Harry said, "Do you sell automatic inkjet quills? How much does one cost?"
He thought for a moment and added, "It's the one you gave to Ron."
Kyle shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be for sale. Why, do you want it too?"
That quill was just something he made casually when he was practicing alchemy, and he had no intention of selling it as a commodity.
This is not necessary.
No matter how magical it is, it is just a quill used for writing. It is too expensive and inappropriate, and no one buys it. But it was sold cheaply, and it was a waste of time. After all, it was quite troublesome to make.
And he will probably take twelve classes this year, and Kyle doesn't want to find extra things for himself to do.
"It's not me, it's Hermione." Harry explained: "She seems to like those quills very much."
"No wonder..." Kyle suddenly realized.
Harry wouldn't be interested in quills, but it would make sense if it were Hermione.
“I’ll give her one after school starts.” Kyle continued.
“I bet Hermione will be very happy.”
“It’s just a quill, that’s nothing.” Kyle waved his hand.
After all, he just used someone else’s template, so it’s appropriate to give him a gift.
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They played until evening before going back. The main reason was that Ginny was not convinced. She borrowed Harry's Nimbus 2000 and wanted to compete with Kelby.
As for the result, of course, needless to say... Ginny lost so much that she almost doubted her life.
On the way back to the Burrow, she took Ron's heavy "Meteor" and gestured behind Kyle with gritted teeth, as if she wanted to find a suitable angle to give him a sap.
Fortunately, a few people walked quickly because they were in a hurry to eat, and returned to the burrow before she made a move.
In the next few days, Kyle seemed to have forgotten about the diary. Every day he was either studying the production of new maps or helping Fred and George perfect their magic wands.
It was not until three days later that he reopened the box.
As soon as I opened the notebook, a line of words appeared on the blank paper.
【haven't seen you for a long time】
Riddle didn't complain about anything, but said hello like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.
【Are you very busy recently? If it's because of schoolwork, I can help you. 】
“Sorry, Tom.”
Kyle wrote: "I was recently studying a magic item with my neighbor's classmates, and I became a little obsessed."
【It doesn't matter, I can understand it, because I am the same way. 】
“Do you like magic items too?” Kyle asked.
【Of course, don’t forget that I made this magical diary. 】
I still remember when I was in fourth grade, in order to figure out the secrets of those magic portraits, I sat in a remote corridor all day long and even forgot to go to class. 】
【So, have you succeeded? 】
“Not yet, there is a problem that has not been solved.”
Kyle took the quill and wrote quickly: "Tom, can you help us?"
【Of course, we are friends. 】
Kyle recalled the problems Fred and George encountered and recounted them to Riddle.
It only takes about ten seconds... [There are some problems with your magic text formula. The magic text that represents "trigger" should be placed at the end, not at the front. 】
Then, Riddle also wrote in detail the meaning of each magic text, as well as the things that need to be paid attention to when arranging them.
The magic formula is the core content of ancient runes and an important part of alchemy.
The alchemy notes and books that Kyle didn't understand before were basically due to his unfamiliarity with magic texts.
And this part of the content is difficult for Nico to teach him... and there is no way to teach him, because it has been too long, and those magic words have become as instinctive in his eyes as writing and speaking.
Just use them when needed. How can I remember why they are arranged like this?
But Riddle’s teachings were much more detailed, which Kyle didn’t expect.
But think about it, if he didn't know about ancient magic texts, Riddle wouldn't be able to work as an intern in Borgin-Bock's shop as soon as he graduated.
The employment standards of black magic shops are much higher than those of Diagon Alley.
Kyle's eyes lit up. What he originally thought would take a long time to learn, now it seems like he doesn't have to wait that long.
Next, Kyle completely used the diary as a reading machine...he would not click anywhere.
Riddle is also very conscientious and can give answers every time, and even adds some summaries of his own to facilitate Kyle's better understanding.
The only bad thing is that he always adds some private information from time to time and inquires about what is happening outside, overtly or covertly.
But Kyle didn’t care. Although the experience was a little worse, it was picked up for free after all. There was no need to pay for it later, so why did he ask for so much?
Just read the advertisements and ignore them.
A few more days passed like this, and Riddle finally couldn't bear it any longer.
【Can you tell me about the situation at school? 】
Kyle was happily recording the derived meanings of the magic words and the meanings represented by different formulas. As a result, he looked up and saw such a disgraceful sentence.
You have studied well, why are you deserting?
But Riddle asked it so directly, so he couldn't pretend not to see it like before.
“Why do you ask this suddenly?”
Diary has been silent for a long time...
【When I think about the past fifty years, I can't help but wonder what the school looks like now. 】
【Have you met Principal Armando Dippet? Isn't he very old? 】
“You are talking about the former principal, I have never met him.”
Keir wrote: "The current Headmaster is Albus Dumbledore."
The diary fell into silence again, and no new writing appeared for a long time.
“Tom, are you still there?”
Sorry, I suddenly thought of something else. 】
“Is it because of Headmaster Dumbledore?”
【Yes, but in my memory he is not the principal, but the professor of Transfiguration. 】
“I guess you must miss him very much.”
“Don’t worry Tom, as a friend, I will help you.”
【What? 】
“After school starts, I will show him the diary and let you have a good talk.”
Kyle wrote briskly: "We will meet again after fifty years. If Principal Dumbledore sees you, he will definitely be very happy."
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(End of this chapter)