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Dragon's blood is so expensive, try to save as much as possible.
After doing all this, he opened the diary.
Soon, a line of faint handwriting emerged.
Sorry, I haven't recovered yet.
[I don't know why, but my magic power is recovering very slowly]
"It's okay. I found dragon blood."
Kyle wrote a line of red words on it with a feather pen.
This line was quickly absorbed.
After a few seconds...
[Strange, it is indeed dragon blood, but why is there so little magic power in it? ]
"I don't know..." Kyle wrote, "I bought it in Diagon Alley."
[Then you chose the wrong store. This is not pure dragon blood. ]
"It's of no use to you?"
[Although the effect is much worse, it is still useful. 】
The words are much clearer than before.
Kyle nodded in his heart. As long as it was useful, why would he ask for so much?
After the Riddle card reading machine came back online, Kyle continued to ask questions about the arrangement of magic runes...
But Riddle's mind was not on this. He cared a lot about what Kyle had said before.
Who on earth could... easily kill an enemy that even Dumbledore found difficult to deal with?
And the dark wizard with a strange name mentioned by Kyle may very well be him in the future.
The enemy that Dumbledore finds difficult must be... only him. No one else is qualified.
He was eager to know more and the reasons for his failure.
After patiently answering Kyle's questions, Riddle couldn't help it.
[I remember you said before that there are people who are stronger than Dumbledore. Is that true? ]
[Also...what's his name? Is he from my generation?]
Kyle raised his head from the pile of symbols and runes, glanced at the diary, and wrote on it:
"Do you care about this matter?"
[I'm just too curious.]
Riddle replied.
[After all, in my memory, Professor Dumbledore has always been the strongest, and he is also the goal I strive to catch up with. ]
[Ever since you said someone had surpassed him, I've been thinking about this.]
"No wonder. I felt that your answer just now was much slower than usual."
[There's nothing I can do about it. I just can't concentrate.]
"Well, I understand..."
Kyle looked at the permutation formulas for several combinations he had just written down on the parchment and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.
Although this arrangement order seemed normal and no different from the previous ones, it happened that Kyle had seen two of the symbols before.
It is clearly stated in the alchemy book written by Nicolas Flamel that the symbols representing "light" and "touch" must never be directly connected together, and there must be a buffer in between.
Otherwise, there is a 90% chance that the alchemical items produced will explode directly.
Is this intentional?
Or accidentally...
Kyle hesitated and didn't say anything about it.
There was no point in saying it, Riddle could easily make the excuse that he was thinking about something else and was careless for a moment.
And if he knew that I had read books related to alchemy, he would definitely be more covert when doing bad things next time.
That would be troublesome...
Kyle sighed, scratched the parchment lightly, and used a clip to get some nutrients prepared for the poisonous tentacles from an iron bucket nearby, threw them into the ink bottle and stirred them.
Then he dipped his quill in some fresh "ink" and wrote:
"I'm sorry, Tom. I was just joking with you. The person who killed the dark wizard was not as strong as Headmaster Dumbledore."
[It turned out to be a joke... But I guessed it a long time ago. 】
Riddle's handwriting was a little clearer.
[I knew that no one would be stronger than Professor Dumbledore...]
"No Tom, you're wrong."
Kyle wrote: "In fact, Headmaster Dumbledore is not even second."
【What? 】
"I was afraid you wouldn't be able to accept it before, but now I've decided to tell you the truth...
In fact, there are many hidden families in the magic world. They have been passed down for thousands of years and possess extremely powerful strength. They can move mountains and fill the sea with ease.
However, the people of these families rarely appear in front of ordinary wizards. They just quietly guard the safety of the wizarding world in the dark."
【This is impossible! 】
[If that's true, why did I only meet mediocre people when I was in school? ]
Riddle's handwriting was so sloppy that the words were almost connected.
"They won't come to Hogwarts to study. They are all family inheritance... I know it's hard for you to believe, but this is the truth."
This time, Riddle didn't reply.
It was a long time before words appeared in the diary again.
[If that's the case, how did you know that? ]
“Many people know about this…”
“More than a decade ago, the dark wizard named Voldemort…his subordinates were too rampant. They once shouted in front of many people, “My Lord, the Dark Lord, has the appearance of a god of magic,” and thus angered those people.
Then an old man came out with a two-handed sword and hacked the Dark Lord they were talking about half to death."
The diary fell into silence for a long time again.
……
【What happened to the Dark Lord afterwards?】
"Maybe a few days later, he died at the hands of a baby, and that's the only news that was reported."
As he spoke, Kyle pasted the clippings he had prepared in advance on his diary.
Another ten minutes passed...
"Tom, Tom, are you still there?"
This time, the diary seemed to be broken and there was no response at all.
……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 284 Daily Prophet
After asking several times but still getting no response, Kyle had no choice but to put the diary back into the box.
It's crashed now?
It’s boring. He has something even more exciting to tell... um, I haven’t told you yet.
The psychological endurance is really poor.
Kyle put the box and the ink bottle back under the bed, then sorted the parchments on the table.
After a careful inspection, Kyle found two more errors, all of which were details that could be overlooked if one was not careful.
One of them might be a coincidence, but three in a row are problematic...obviously intentional.
Riddle is indeed not an honest child. It's only been a few days and he's already thinking about causing trouble.
Kyle shook his head and looked through the other contents on the parchment while comparing them with the "Collection of Magical Symbols".
……
"Kyle, where have you been all day?"
It was getting dark. Kyle had just arrived at the Great Hall after leaving the Room of Requirement when Fred and George ran over and pulled him to sit down at the Gryffindor table.
"I'm reading." Kyle said, "What's wrong?"
"Reading... all day?" Fred was a little incredulous.
"Besides, you didn't even have lunch!" George said, "We waited for you in the auditorium for two hours at noon."
"I was so engrossed in watching it that I forgot about it," Kyle explained calmly.
"What do you want from me?"
"No wonder you got full marks..." Fred muttered quietly, but did not ask any further questions.
He pulled out a copy of the Daily Prophet.
"I know why Lucius Malfoy was so angry, look at this!"
Looking at the familiar photo of a speeding car on the front page of the Daily Prophet, Kyle was slightly stunned.
"What are you doing with newspapers from a few days ago?"