After binding the comprehension system, I crossed into Hogwarts

"What's for dinner tonight?"

Sun Zhu opened the blank notebook, thought for a long time, and finally wrote the first sentence on the paper.

The writing didn't disappear, and there was no response.

"Sure enough, this is a fake. Is it the one I saw on Dumbledore's desk?"

She brushed her chin with a quill, thinking: "How could the real Horcrux fall from the sky like this, and Dumbledore and the others already knew the importance of the diary, so it is impossible to let it circulate in Hogwarts. So, In fact, Peeves took advantage of Dumbledore's inattention, stole the book and threw it around? Will this scare the snake and affect their plan?"

"Is it possible that your question is too mentally retarded, and the Great Demon King doesn't want to answer you at all?" At this time, Uncle Long had come out of the bead and turned into a small one, which was placed on her table, his soybean-sized eyes were squinting. After glancing at the words in the diary, he said disdainfully, "Can you ask some nutritious questions?"

"Can you understand what I wrote?" Sun Zhu poked the little Uncle Long with a pen, "But I can't be too obvious. When a normal person sees a note, what will he write on it? Of course It’s to record some daily life.”

"Is your daily life just eating?" Uncle Long avoided Sun Zhu's pen.

"Then why not? Food is the paramount necessity of the people."

"Heh." Long Fei flicked around the diary, "This thing is weird."

"What's weird? Have you felt any evil power?" Sun Zhu took a closer look, "I can't see anything, cough, if this is really that Horcrux..."

"No, it doesn't feel the same as that crown." Uncle Long coiled himself in a circle, "But didn't you smell it?"

"I don't know, I have a cold and I can't smell anything." Sun Zhu propped his chin and sighed.

"Host, the real diary has not left Malfoy Manor so far. As for why this fake diary appeared here... Maybe Dumbledore has other plans."

"Then should I return it?" She waved her magic wand, erasing the written words, "What if Peeves really stole it..."

The signature of Tom Marvolo Riddle on the title page was very conspicuous, and she believed that as long as she gave it to any professor in the school, it would be enough to attract their attention.

"You can adjust accordingly." The system said: "According to my analysis, this notebook was once thrown into the kitchen sewer, but it is intact now, maybe it has some kind of protective magic applied to it."

"...What are you talking about? The sewer?" Sun Zhu frowned instantly, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

"It's okay, you can't smell it anyway."

"..."

After Sun Zhu frantically cleaned up the notebook N times, he took another piece of parchment and wrapped it up before stuffing it into the pocket of the courtyard robe with confidence.

She will continue to participate in Quidditch training on weekends. She decided to ignore this imitation with a weird history and hand it over to Professor McGonagall directly when it's time for Transfiguration.

Uncle Long jumped up and down, yelling to burn the notebook, but she stopped him anyway.

Glumly, he went back into the beads and continued watching Harry's routine to pass the time.

"Worry, I'm too worried. Harry has so many things before he starts school... diary, Quidditch, and that stressful mountain." She stretched and walked slowly to the lounge.

"If you want me to say, you should practice swordsmanship, don't you feel stupid for flying on that strange wooden stick?"

"Sword control? What about the sword? Can you teach me how to control it?" Sun Zhu sighed. There are indeed flying magic weapons and cheats in the system store, but they are very valuable, not to mention that she doesn't have any real weapons that can be used to practice control. gas.

Violent waste, visible but intangible.

"Host, you should have gotten used to this." The system sensed her resentment, "At least the talismans and talismans are still useful."

"Yeah, people, don't be too greedy." She pushed open the door of the lounge and saw the friends who had gathered to play gobstones.

"Zhu, why don't you lie down for a while if you don't feel well?" Fina quickly noticed her coming.

Sun Zhu waved his hand and said, "I feel much better now, by the way, why are there only you, Karina and the others?"

"I'm going to practice Quidditch again. They said they want you to rest this week, so they won't call you." Tonks crossed his legs, holding a book in his hand, "I don't know where Cecilia is. With so much energy, being a prefect and a Seeker, OWLs also got 10 Os and an E... She also said that she would apply for a job at the Ministry of Magic after graduation."

"Senior Cecilia is really amazing, a role model for us!" Sun Zhu sat down beside Tonks, "Senior, what are you looking at?"

"The content of the NEWTs exam..." she sighed, "I don't have as high aspirations as Cecilia, but I plan to apply for an Auror, so at least I have to get the NEWTs certificate for Spells and Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Sun Zhu noticed that she still had a lot of books on hand, all related to subjects.

But, in the lounge of Badger Yard, can one really read a book?

"Can I take a look?"

"Just look at it." Tonks waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Can you understand it?" Fina fiddled with the wizard chess, "I feel dizzy just looking at those."

"You are only in the second grade. It's normal if you don't understand it. It's amazing if you understand it." Tonks yawned, "This is my last year at Hogwarts, time flies so fast! .”

Sun Zhu picked up a Muggle study textbook, flipped through it, and read it with interest.

"It actually teaches how to imitate Muggles to match clothes...but the aesthetics don't look much better than my dad's."

"Hmph... I don't know who wrote it, but at least it's much more interesting than ancient runes textbooks." Tonks agreed.

Sun Zhu nodded, and then looked at other textbooks. Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by something.

"Senior sister... you, where did you get this notebook?" She pulled a notebook out of Tonks's book in shock, "There is nothing written in it, and..."

"I don't know. I was reading in the library in the morning, and when I came back, I found an extra notebook, which may have been lost by a classmate." She shook her head, "But there is nothing written in it, so it shouldn't be very important."

"It says on it that the owner's name is Tom Marvolo Riddle..." Sun Zhu's scalp was a little numb, because the book in her hand was exactly the same as the one she had stuffed in her pocket just now, and it was invisible to the naked eye. What a difference.

"Yes, but I don't know him... Wait, it sounds familiar, where did I hear it?" Tonks seemed to want to recall something, "Maybe the professor mentioned it in class? Or..."

"Ahem, it's just a very popular name, so it's normal to feel familiar." Sun Zhu said, "There are so many people named Tom, and I happen to know one, maybe it's his..."

"Oh, you know? That's great, can you help me return it to him, I really don't have time to find someone now." Tonks pointed to the book at hand, "I don't usually attend lectures, and the more I get to the exam, the more I will trouble."

"Haha, of course, then I will take this notebook." Sun Zhu exhaled lightly, and looked at Fina, "It's getting late, do you want to have dinner together?"

"Okay." Fina glanced at Tonks, "Shall I bring you something to eat?"

"Okay, sorry to trouble you, dear Fina." Tonks winked at her, "You know what I like to eat, right?"

Fina shrugged with a smile, and pulled Sun Zhu who was still wandering away from the lounge.

"Host, things are getting complicated."

"Interesting, more and more interesting." Uncle Long sounded extremely excited, and the beads on his wrist began to shine again.

"Zhu, what are you thinking about?" Fina stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her eyes.

"It's nothing, I was thinking, what will I have for dinner?"

"You can eat what you want, don't forget, Hufflepuff has the privilege of ordering food."

"That's right." Sun Zhu hugged Fei Na's arm, "This is the end of the matter, let's eat first."