Chapter 140 Ginny's Diary (2)
October 9, cloudy
'I don't know what's happened, Tom, I seem to be losing my memory, and there are chicken feathers all over my robes, and I haven't the slightest idea how they got them there.'
[Did your naughty twin brothers do this? They always play tricks on you.]
'Maybe, alas, I don't like this, this robe is already very rotten.'
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September 10, sunny
'Tom! I feel like there's something wrong with me! I don't remember how I spent Halloween, but a cat was killed and my chest is covered in red paint. Could it be me? Did I kill Mrs. Norris!? '
[Please calm down, Ginny, you are just too kind and empathetic, which are very valuable qualities. Do you think you would do such a cruel thing? I don't think so.
Hey, it's Halloween, a little red paint is nothing. I figured a careless vampire might have accidentally gotten some on you, and you were too sad about the cat to notice it.
What a good quality, precious kindness, precious Ginny]
"Is that so? I suppose so. It's nice to have you around, Tom. My brothers never comfort me so well."
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November 11, heavy rain
'Tom, I feel like I must be ill.'
[What's up, little Ginny? You rarely come to see me in the morning. Do you want to tell me again about how Gryffindor beat Slytherin yesterday? You wrote really well last night. Thank you for letting me experience such a great Quidditch game.]
'No, I can't focus on this now. I'm not even happy about it. There was another attack last night. It was Colin. He was petrified. I was so scared. Could it be me?'
[How could it be you? Dear Ginny, you were so excited to share with me last night until midnight, and you fell asleep immediately because you were tired. How could it be you? Think positively, Ginny, you are just a little panicked]
"Is that so... I hope so... It must be so..."
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December 12, Blizzard
'Another attack! And I have those chicken feathers again! I can't convince myself anymore, Tom, I'm going crazy! I think I'm the one who attacked these people!'
[You are just too scared, Ginny, calm down, it's just some chicken feathers, maybe it's just a trick your brothers are playing on you? Have a good sleep, everything will be fine]
'Is that you, Tom? All these strange things happened after I met you.'
Little Ginny began to doubt her diary, but immediately rejected it, 'No, it can't be you, not you, you are my best and last friend.'
I always will be, Ginny
Poor Ginny, Tom Riddle had such control over her that she couldn't even question it, because then she would have nothing left.
In the days that followed, Ginny continued to share her daily life with Tom as before, but her spirit became increasingly weaker, and she distrusted everyone. Suspicious statements often appeared in her conversations with Riddle.
'I was scolded by Snape today. He is so annoying. I wish you were here. Can you come out of the diary? Are you the heir?'
'I can't live without your words, Tom. Your words are so nice, so nice that they make me flustered. You can always calm me down, but once I leave you, I am like a mouse running into a group of cats, my body is stiff with fear. I can't live without you, Tom, and this may not be a good thing.'
'I'm still in a daze, feeling like nothing is right. Did I do all those things? I dreamed yesterday that I strangled a rooster to death - it couldn't have been more real, and I still felt like I was pinching its throat in my hands.'
"I also saw a tail tip sliding past me. It was so big and it slid so fast. Is that the heir monster?"
Finally, after Slytherin was also attacked, the girl who was confused day and night could no longer bear it, and she asked questions to her diary.
'Please tell me, Tom, you know so much about me and I know nothing about you.'
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the devil stopped pretending and replied:
[Dear little Ginny, haven't you touched my soul a long time ago? Especially when you broke the rooster's neck and petrified your classmates]
As a bystander, Della saw Ginny suddenly close the diary. Her face turned pale, her whole body trembled, and drops of cold sweat flowed down. She, who had been writing, spoke for the first time and kept muttering.
"It's me... No, no, it's not me! Uh, it's me..." Ginny sobbed, her face still blank as if struck by lightning, "I have to tell it, I have to tell it, I can't let any more people get hurt."
Not only Ginny, but Tom Riddle who had been beside her also spoke. His body had become visibly solid. Della was sure that he had penetrated into the souls of the bullies at this time. He still looked at Ginny so tenderly and held the girl's pale face with his hands.
Ginny's eyes widened, obviously she saw Tom Riddle as well, but the sight of her best and last friend of the term broke her down.
"It's okay, just tell it, Ginny. You have so many brothers and so many friends. Look, they are always by your side, but you never told anyone before. Why, little Ginny?"
"Oh, I see. None of them can be as considerate to you as I am."
"I won't blame you, but will they? My dear little Ginny, you know that your classmates are so scared and pitiful now. It's all your fault. Your fault is really not small."
"Oh, I feel so sorry for your family. They now have a bad sister and a bad daughter."
Tom Riddle's voice was very gentle, and his eyes were as gentle as always, as gentle as if he was coaxing a naughty little sister, but he denied everything that Ginny relied on, step by step, and finally, he also denied Ginny, "Gryffindor? I have never seen such a bad Gryffindor. How could there be a girl as bad as you, my dear Ginny."
"Ahhhh!!!!"
Ginny completely broke down, screaming hysterically and smashing the books recklessly, but the diary was not hurt at all, and neither was Tom Riddle next to her.
Della wanted to comfort her, but she passed through and couldn't touch Ginny at all. She looked at Tom, wanting to vent her anger, but the burning anger was stuck when she saw the face that looked like hers and the expression on that face that looked like hers.
They are so similar, they are both Riddle.
"Yes, we are so similar, we are both Riddle." Ginny was still screaming, but Tom Riddle looked at the bystanders who should not be seen. There was a red light flashing in his eyes, and he still spoke so gently.
Della's body swayed twice, her eyes a little dazed. She looked at the red spots in Tom's eyes and felt like she was being sucked in. At the same time, the warm lights of Gryffindor around her began to distort, and the cold and darkness squeezed her soul, pushing her straight into the abyss.
“Ahhh, I don’t want it!!”
Ginny's scream became unusually clear at this moment, and the warm and bright illusion of Gryffindor was completely broken. When Della came to her senses, she found herself in a long, dimly lit room.
Ginny, who had been struggling hard just now, fell down limply, and the diary in her hand slipped to the ground. The Tom Riddle in her memory was gone, and the real Tom Riddle was walking around the room casually.
This is the Chamber of Secrets. Della realized it immediately. She forgot that she had not returned to her body yet and walked towards Ginny again. However, a big golden lion jumped out of Ginny's body and held her in its mouth.
"Della—"
She heard Ginny's familiar and enthusiastic voice, and the golden lion led her into the darkness, but she didn't feel cold at all.
Ginny's mind was played around by Tom Riddle and her vitality was sucked away by him, but she was ultimately a cheerful, bold and resilient girl. These were Ginny's best qualities and were deeply engraved in her soul.
Now, even though weakened, her spirit lurking in Tom Riddle's body led Della to the heart of that dark soul.
What a nice girl this is.