Jon didn't answer it again. Now that the lie had been exposed, there was no need to explain.
They had no idea what arrangement Voldemort had left here, and they just said the wrong thing.
Fred tried and stretched out a finger to touch the chain, but he did not encounter any obstruction and passed through it easily.
This is obviously a blockade specially designed to guard against Dementors. After the trap door is opened, the entire cellar becomes a restricted area for Dementors. Even if they originally entered here, they will be thrown out directly.
"Doesn't this mean that the Dark Lord has given us a layer of insurance!" Fred said in surprise.
There was no hint of joy on Jon's face, but his brows became more and more wrinkled.
"Don't be too happy, the dementors can't get in, but how are we going to get out later?"
Only then did Fred notice that the Dementor who had just brought them in was not the only one outside the cellar.
More and more dementors seemed to have been summoned and came from all over the prison. The surrounding temperature continued to drop, and soon the small entrance was blocked.
"Liars... you... are not his men...!"
The dementor who brought them in was obviously extremely angry just by listening to the sound.
Of course, no one who is deceived like this can maintain a calm mind.
Fred was in a very relaxed mood, he shrugged and said.
"Since we are all blocked here, let's go down and take a look. Maybe we can find some way out from below."
Jon nodded helplessly. The situation before him was already the worst possible situation.
Even if their lie was exposed from the beginning, it would still be better than now. At that time, after all, they were only facing one Dementor. Before they gathered together, Jon relied on his unformed Patronus Charm to fight.
There is a good chance of escaping with Fred.
The situation is different now. It is estimated that all the dementors in the entire castle are blocking the door. The unformed Patronus Charm cannot scare away these gathered dementors at all.
They ignored the dementors blocking the door and making angry accusations, and returned to the trap door.
Jon grabbed the edge of the door panel, and after a burst of dust, he opened the door easily.
There was a dark space under the trap door. Fred used the wand illumination spell and extended the wand into the ground. With the weak fluorescence, they saw the uneven stone walls around them and the stone wall about three meters away from them.
ground.
After making sure that there was no danger below, Fred took the lead in grabbing the edge of the trap door with his hands, slowly lowered his body and jumped into the secret room, and then Jon also flew in with the help of the floating spell.
Together they held up fluorescent wands and circled around.
This is a space about the size of a basketball court. The walls are all sealed. There are no other exits, and there is no furniture or other items placed. It is empty, like a room where no one has ever been.
underground cave.
"Why is there nothing?"
Fred's voice became a little impatient, and he walked around in the secret room. However, just when he reached the middle position, Jon suddenly pulled his arm.
"do not move!"
Fred stopped and there was a book lying quietly less than one meter away in front of him.
To be precise, it was a very thin book with no title, a tattered black cover.
It looks more like...a diary than a book.
The reason why he was sure that this was a diary was because with the help of weak fluorescence, Jon saw a date about fifty years ago on the cover of the book. Generally speaking, only when writing a diary, would the date be on the cover?
Leave this on the cover.
After seeing this diary, Jon's breathing visibly paused for a second.
Fred's reaction to him was a little strange.
"Is this a book? What's wrong with it?"
Jon's face showed a solemn expression that Fred had never seen before.
"No, this is not a book, but a diary..."
"journal?"
Fred's eyes widened slightly.
"Whose diary? Who would leave the diary here? It can't be the Dark Lord, right?"
He said the last sentence in a joking tone, but Jon did not laugh out loud. His eyes were so serious, and he asked a question that seemed to have nothing to do with the situation at hand.
"Do you know the Fire Charm? Fred."
Fred didn't understand why Jon wanted this, and he shook his head.
"No, we have just come into contact with real black magic this semester, and Professor Lupine teaches us how to defend against them. If you really want to learn spells in this area, I heard that you are only eligible to do so in seventh grade.
Ask Professor McGonagall to apply for electives."
Jon didn't ask any more questions.
He began to reach into the inner pocket of his robe to rummage, and soon he took out a dusty cloth bag.
Turning the bag's opening downward, a huge fang fell out from inside.
Looking at this fang, Jon breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, I always carry it with me."
Fred asked in surprise.
"What animal's tooth is this?"
"It was dug out of the basilisk's mouth. Don't ask so many questions. You just need to know that this thing may help us." Jon handed the fang to Fred, "You take it, I will
Come and open this diary. If something unexpected happens, when I ask you to prick it, don’t hesitate and prick it with all your strength."
Seeing Jon's extremely serious expression, Fred didn't ask any more questions. He took the fang from Jon's hand with a solemn expression, and then Jon reached out to get the diary.
Except for a date, there was no other words on the black cover. Without too much hesitation, he turned to the first page.
On the old and yellowed page, there was only one name written in dark green ink——
Tom Riddle.
After seeing this name, Jon's pupils shrank slightly.
His guess was correct. The diary thrown here was like the first Horcrux made by Voldemort when he was a student in the original book!
This is not the first time Jon has seen Horcruxes. Three of the four relics placed on the table in the principal's office at Hogwarts Castle were made into Horcruxes by him.
But among all the Horcruxes, only this diary is the most special.
Because the others, whether it was Slytherin's locket or the Gaunt family's Resurrection Stone ring, although they were nominally inherited by Voldemort, they were all coaxed or stolen from others by him.
Only this diary is the original, and should belong to him from beginning to end!