After binding the comprehension system, I crossed into Hogwarts

Sun Zhu looked at the six identical notebooks in his hand and fell into deep thought.

She is only one book away from summoning the dragon... No, just collect all of them, and she might be able to summon the real diary master.

Or at least it could be used to summon her old headmaster, who seemed to have nothing to do.

"The last notebook, who did you say it was in..." Sun Zhu tried hard to recall, "Slytherin's..."

"Chris Selwyn. Slytherin Year Seven, Head Boy this year."

"Great." Sun Zhu nodded.

"What does the host mean?" The system was puzzled, "He is the only one who doesn't intend to give you the diary, could it be..."

"Finally someone I don't know came here." Sun Zhu continued: "Otherwise, it would be a little smooth for my friends to pick up these diaries in such a big Hogwarts."

"Lee Jordan didn't know you, Bertha Eugene and Qiu Zhang became friends with you after that, and Percy Weasley didn't have much contact with you, except Nymphadora Tonks, everything else..."

"Okay, Xiao Tongzi, you are too strict." Sun Zhu waved his hand, "I mean, finally someone I have never heard of has come, otherwise I will feel very uneasy if it goes too smoothly. It seems that this Selwyn That’s the key, um, it must be.”

"Host, I need to remind you that Chris Selwyn also met you once, he is your senior sister and friend, Nymphadora Tonks' neighbor, from the sacred 28 pure Blood family."

"...When did I meet him? The kind that just passed by doesn't count."

"Do you want to know the details? I can recount what happened at the beginning, about a year ago..."

"Stop, wait a minute." Sun Zhu hurriedly stopped it, "People like you will think I'm scribbling. If it's not important, then don't mention it. I'll just ask you, there is a way to know if there is any note in his hand." Is there any special effect?"

"I don't know for the time being, maybe I won't know until I see him. Host, are you going to find him now?"

"Of course not. I've practiced Quidditch for a long time, and I'm tired and paralyzed." Sun Zhu lay on the bed with the word "big", "I'll talk about big things when I wake up."

"But host, I still want to remind you..." The system hesitated, "I can feel that the magic wave of the talking note that Qiu Zhang gave you is different from others, I suggest you Pay more attention to it."

It was only then that Sun Zhu remembered the diary that she had "snubbed" for a day and a half.

Since she was sure that the diary was not genuine, she lost the desire to talk to it.

After all, she was busy with classes and Quidditch training, so she was not always free.

"Okay, you reminded me, let me number them." Sun Zhu said, "Autumn's book is the sixth, so let's call it Lao Liu. I'll see Tang Lao Liu and say it again." something."

"Host, you really have a talent for naming names." The system sincerely praised.

Sun Zhu dug out the diary numbered six, opened it, and was shocked.

"Why don't you talk? You also think what I said makes sense?"

"If you apologize for your suspicion just now, I can barely accept it."

"Going to eat without talking? After so many years, I don't know if the Hogwarts recipe has changed... No, why did I say 'so many years'?"

"It always feels like a long time has passed, is it my illusion?"

"Who am I and why am I here?"

"Could it be that the second grader was my hallucination?"

"........."

Sun Zhu blinked, feeling that this diary is not very smart.

"He seems to have really lost his memory. If he is a genuine diary, this state is obviously abnormal."

"I don't understand its logic." The system said: "The possibility of disguise is not ruled out."

"If he's pretending...it doesn't seem necessary. Is this the Dark Lord's style? He looks like an ordinary tenor with a bad head."

"Master, I don't know what the Dark Lord should be like. You can only judge for yourself." The system was very honest, "I only know that it is indeed different from the others."

"Then, we can only..." Sun Zhu tapped the dragon pattern beads on his wrist, "Jianguo, Ineedyourhelp!"

The golden little dragon appeared reluctantly, and Uncle Long said impatiently: "Why, you didn't tell me to try not to show up when you were in the dormitory, so as not to scare your friends."

"It's okay, there is a bed curtain, so they can't see. Cough, keep your voice down. Can you help me see if there is anything special about this book?"

"Why is there another notebook?" Uncle Long looked around the notebook speechlessly, "This notebook is a bit strange."

"Expand and talk about it? Compared with the crown you saw a year ago, do you have a similar feeling?"

"It's a bit similar, but it's much weaker than that." Uncle Long closed his eyes, "I can't feel any evil, but it still makes people uncomfortable."

Sun Zhu became even more suspicious: "So, this is a weakened Horcrux? Who did it... Dumbledore?"

"What is a Horcrux?"

"Can you feel a piece of soul attached to this book?" Sun Zhu opened the inside page and showed Uncle Long, "Jianguo, look, it will talk to me like a real person. It can do this point, it means that it is likely to be one of the Horcruxes I want to destroy."

Uncle Long opened his eyes, looked at it for a long time, and said coldly: "No, I don't understand."

"Ah? Can't you speak and listen to English?"

"Host, the dragon's communication ability is similar to a universal translator, which needs sound as a medium. It is still illiterate."

"... Forget it, it's not important." Sun Zhu rubbed his temples, "Jianguo, what kind of existence do you think this book is?"

Uncle Long glanced at her lazily: "One has become a master, a master of the book."

Sun Zhu was speechless. In a sense, the diary and Peter were indeed the same thing.

Uncle Long is quite good at seeing the essence through phenomena.

Sun Zhu picked up the pen, thought for a moment and wrote: "Are you okay?"

No changes to the diary.

She added: "I'm off to play Quidditch this afternoon, aren't you good at it?"

Still no response from the diary.

Just when Sun Zhu was hesitating whether to really admit his "mistake" to him as he said, another line of words finally appeared in the diary.

"Who are you? Do I know you?"

Sun Zhu put his hands on his chest and leaned back.

It's started again, isn't it?Is the desire to perform so strong?

"I am your master, you are my elf, your name is Tang Lao Liu, remember?"

She wrote casually in her diary.

The diary was silent for a moment: "ThesixTang? Is this a human name?"

"Of course not, you're not a human being either."

"Then what am I? What is a portable elf?"

"It means that you must obey me unconditionally and serve me, because I am your master and signed a contract with you."

She tried her best to recall the stories about Long Aotian that she read in her previous life. What would happen after the hero fell off the cliff and picked up the handed down secret book and harvested the grandfather with him?

"Nonsense, I remember that I am a student of Hogwarts, not an elf." The diary seemed to regain a little sanity, "Who on earth are you?"

"Yes, you used to be a student at Hogwarts, but later, you suffered an accident and lost your body. Part of your soul merged with this diary. After I picked it up, you accidentally triggered the contract on the diary, You can only be free if you listen to me."

"Do you think I'll believe you?"

"Don't believe me." Sun Zhu yawned, "Then you can continue to stay here. Anyway, if you don't earnestly fulfill the contract, it's not me who will lose my soul in the future."

Sun Zhu closed the notebook again, Grandpa Long had already returned to the bead, and the system witnessed what happened just now, uncertainly: "Host, will it believe you?"

"It doesn't matter, just tease it, whoever made it pretend to have amnesia."

"It may be true amnesia. You have ignored it for more than 24 hours."

"If you really lose your memory, then it will be a lot of fun."