Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

In the Gryffindor lounge, a black notebook lay quietly on the table.

Mobai, Hermione, Harry and Ron sat around, all four of them focused on the notebook.

"Isn't that what Malfoy wanted to stuff into Ginny's cauldron?"

Ron looked up at Mo Bai, "Didn't you say this is a black magic item?"

"Well, that's right."

Mo Bai looked at the notebook with more interest, and there was indeed a faint aura of black magic lingering on it.

Moreover, Mo Bai also felt that there were faint soul fluctuations inside.

"I think we should tell Professor Dumbledore right away!"

Hermione looked at Mobai with a serious face.

Mo Bai smiled, "No rush, I'll do some research first."

He suspected that this notebook might have something to do with the Chamber of Secrets, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence that Malfoy brought the notebook to school and the Chamber of Secrets opened.

If it was handed over to Dumbledore, given his personality, he would definitely focus on students and deal with this notebook directly.

Although the secret room will not be opened again, the clues for him to find the murderer will be broken.

Ignoring the dissuasion of several people, Mo Bai opened the notebook on his own. The paper of the notebook had turned yellow due to a long time, but he went through it again and found that there was not a single word written in this notebook, it was all blank paper.

There was only one name written on the first page, Riddle.

"Riddle? Do you know the name?"

Mobai looked directly at Hermione, he didn't expect Harry and Ron to know anything.

But Hermione also shook her head, obviously not having any impression of the name.

The next moment, Mo Bai frowned.

The dark magic power in this notebook actually surged towards his hand, Mo Baiyi was so bold, he didn't let go of the notebook, but restrained the Moran that was about to move in his body.

He wanted to see what the hell this magic power was trying to do.

The magic power poured into the right hand holding the notebook, and it didn't move, but he could feel that the other party was eating away at his vitality little by little, feeding back to the notebook.

He squinted his eyes, but said nothing.

Instead, he closed the notebook directly.

"It seems that I can't see anything after looking at it this way. I still have to go to Lockhart to prepare the materials for tomorrow's class. You can do it yourself."

"What about this notebook?"

Hermione squinted at him alertly, and she couldn't believe that he was going to Lockhart.

Although Mo Bai is usually polite and treats everyone the same, but she knows that Mo Bai hates Lockhart very much.

"Um, I'll give it to Dumbledore in a while."

Mo Bai smiled, and left the lounge directly with his notebook.

Hermione wrinkled her nose. I'm afraid this person went to find a place to study by himself.

But she also knew that as a second-year student, Mo Bai had his reasons for not letting them touch.

And she also believed in Mo Bai's strength.

She was a little distressed, her own strength was too weak, and she didn't even have the qualifications to stand beside the other party.

No, you still have to increase your strength.

Hermione stood up abruptly and ran back to the dormitory.

She is studying for next year's course!
Only Harry and Ron looked at each other, "Just leave?"

"Otherwise?" Harry shrugged, "Did you see them mysteriously the first day?"

"Go!" Harry patted Ron, "I got an interesting gadget for you to see."

Ron's attention was directly drawn away, "Okay, where did you get it?"

"The twins gave it to me."

"Hey! I'm their younger brother, why don't you give it to me!"

On the other side, Mo Bai did not go to Lockhart as Hermione guessed.

He went straight to the eighth floor, after all, the Room of Requirement should be the most secret place in Hogwarts now.

However, when passing by the fifth floor, he saw a figure sneaking around the corner of the stairs and peeking at something.

He raised his eyebrows and walked straight behind the figure, "What are you looking at?"

The man was startled and turned around to get angry, but his attitude changed instantly after he saw Mo Bai's face clearly.

"Mr. Mo Bai, what a coincidence."

Mobai smiled, "Mr. Filch."

This sneaky figure is none other than Filch, Hogwarts janitor and family member of the Chamber of Secrets' first victim.

"If you don't clean up, what are you peeking at here?"

Filch's expression was somewhat respectful, "Mr. Mobai, didn't you tell me to watch out for the murderer in the castle?"

Oh yes, he almost forgot if the other party didn't mention it.

After the other party's cat was petrified, he used the old man's method to appease the other party, and asked the other party to pay attention to the murderer's traces in the castle.

He really didn't mind, though, because he found out that Filch was a Squib.

That is to say, although he was born in a magical family, like Muggles, he does not have any talent for magic.

It's not that he discriminates against the other party, it's just that he didn't let people with magical powers look for traces of the wizard, and it was indeed too difficult for the other party.

Filch's ugly face was a little excited at this moment, as if he had made a major discovery, he spoke extremely fast.

"After that, I patrolled the castle all night every day. Although I didn't find the murderer, I made a major discovery two days ago!"

Mo Bai listened to him patiently, and nodded when he heard the words, "What did you find?"

"I found that every once in a while someone would wander around the women's bathroom on the fifth floor, as if looking for something."

Looking for something?
Mo Bai instinctively looked at the notebook in his hand.

Did you find it after you lost it and regretted it?

"Who is that person?"

Filch hesitated, "Although I can't see the face clearly, but judging by the color of the clothes and hair, it looks a bit like..."

"Who do you look like, don't be afraid, tell me."

Mobai's voice was soft, reaching Filch's ears as if with magical power.

With blank eyes, Filch said a name calmly.

"Yes, Professor Lockhart."

Sure enough it was him.

When Hermione mentioned the other party before, Mobai had doubts in his heart. Now, Filch's words can be said to be ironclad proof.

The Black Magic Notebook that Draco had brought to school ended up in Lockhart's hands for some reason.

The problem now is to find out whether this notebook has anything to do with the secret room, and if so...

Mobai narrowed his eyes dangerously, but immediately replaced them with a soft smile.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Filch."

Filch was a little flattered, he bent over, "It's my honor."

"Don't worry, I will definitely catch the murderer who hurt Mrs. Norris."

Filch looked like he was about to cry, and the wrinkles on his old face were trembling, "Thank you so much, Mr. Mobai."

Mo Bai bid farewell to Filch, and went straight to the eighth floor.

After entering the Room of Requirement, he conjured up tables and chairs, opened the notebook and spread it out on the table.

How on earth did Lockhart use the notebook?

He frowned and thought for a while, and a quill and ink appeared on the table.

Just now he felt that there seemed to be a soul inside, so he decided to write a few words to see if the other party could communicate.

【Hello】

The beautiful and sharp font was printed on the blank paper. The next moment, the paper seemed to absorb the ink, and the handwriting gradually disappeared.

Mo Bai frowned, there is a door!

Then a line of handwriting appeared on the notebook. The handwriting was a little delicate, and it looked like it was written by a girl.

【Hello】

The handwriting also gradually disappeared.

Sure enough, you can communicate with each other by writing on paper.

[Meeting you for the first time, what's your name? 】

【Tom Riddle】

Riddle?

So the soul here is the owner of the notebook.

Mo Bai frowned, was he locked in by someone or did he go in by himself?

【Why are you here? 】

After the handwriting disappeared, no new handwriting appeared on the paper for a long time.

Don't want to answer?

He decided to change the subject.

[Do you know about the Chamber of Secrets? 】

This time, the handwriting appeared quickly.

【Know. 】

[May I ask who opened the secret room? 】

This time, there was no writing on the paper for a long time.

Just when Mo Bai thought that the other party refused to answer again, the handwriting appeared.

【I can't tell you】

【But I will take you to see】

Take me to see?

What do you think?
At this moment, he felt the magic power surge in the notebook, and a spell-like magic power hit his brain.

Mo Bai instantly sensed the essence of this magical power.

Remembrance?

Tsk, play with you.

He didn't resist the spell, he just planted Occlumency in his brain in an instant, and at the same time fabricated the memory of an ordinary second-year wizard.

When the spell hit him, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and his thoughts seemed to pass through a canyon.

The white light dispersed, and he found himself standing on the top of the Hogwarts stairs.

Is this... the memory of that soul?