After Christmas, Hogwarts returned to its former glory. Ever since Ivy injured the basilisk, it seemed that the dark clouds in the secret room had been blown away. As mentioned before, children are forgetful after all. The long period of calm made them
I believe that the heir has given up and completely hidden himself.
Only Ivey and the others remained vigilant. They searched for a large amount of information. In addition to the trophy, they also found a medal for outstanding moral character and an old list of student union presidents, with Tom's name on them.
"Isn't this what Percy dreams about?" Ron said with some disgust. He hates top academics. "I bet this Tom must also be the first in every subject."
"Do you have any objections to first place?" Hermione answered expressionlessly.
"No" Ron quickly waved his hand to deny "The first place bull"
Ignoring the noisy two people, Harry looked at Ivy, "How is your diary research going?"
"I have some clues. I'll tell you in two days."
"Eh? The situation seems to have suddenly gotten better." Ron realized later.
"It's getting better," Betty agreed. "I just heard from Madam Pomfrey that the mandrake is almost ripe. Once the pimples grow out, you can make medicine."
"Phew~ Finally I don't have to worry anymore" Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.
"Just relax and take a rest for a while." Ivey didn't want to ruin their good mood.
"But I want to find out who the heir is" Harry's death-seeking gene strikes again
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Let’s not mention Harry’s illness. Ivy’s preparations are coming to an end.
At this time, he and Betty were both lying on the sofa in the lounge.
"How does it feel?"
Hearing the question, Betty opened her eyes. Her eyeballs were covered with a layer of blue light. She looked at Ivy, whose eyes were also shining, and waved to the table on the right. On the table, the steaming coffee cup automatically floated.
Slowly flew into Betty's hands.
"It seems to be no problem." Ivy is very satisfied with this effect. Being able to cast spells without a wand shows that Betty has adapted to his magic and can control it very accurately. You must know that even the simplest magic can be done without the wand and can be easily obtained.
These guys are all the best among wizards.
"The awkwardness of mobilizing the magic power is gone and it is very smooth." Betty took a sip of coffee and briefly shared her status.
"Thank you for your hard work. All your hard work has paid off." Ivy got up and moved to Betty's feet, pretending to massage her calves.
Betty saw through his little thoughts at a glance and kicked him without breaking free, allowing him to take advantage.
"When are you going to go?"
"Just these two days"
"Have you made arrangements for the secret room?"
"How can it be arranged? It's not like you haven't seen Harry's behavior. With his desire to seek death, no plan can be fooled."
After tricking Tom, Ivy was not going to interfere in the subsequent matters. He thought that he should change his mind. After all, everything was arranged for Harry, which was not what Dumbledore wanted to see. Anyway, Harry had more than his backstage.
He was the only one, and even if something went wrong, Dumbledore would always be there to wipe his ass.
"Aren't you afraid of something happening?" Betty stared at him with blue eyes.
"What could happen? I've already found a helper for him."
"Can this dog do it?" Betty stretched out her legs and kicked Lu Wei who was sleeping under the sofa. Lu Wei snorted several times and did not wake up.
"Don't worry, even if Lu Wei can't defeat the basilisk, there's no problem in saving Harry's life. Besides, there's Dumbledore as well." Ivy reached out and hugged Betty's legs back.
Betty's indulgence made Ivy gradually bolder. He moved his hands up his calves and over his knees slowly. Although he was wearing pantyhose, the girl's elastic thighs still felt great.
"Pah!" Betty sat up and swatted away the big hand that was causing trouble, "Isn't it too much to push the envelope?"
"Hehe~" The woman's scolding just made him giggle.
"By the way" Betty looked at the diary placed aside, "How was the chat?"
"I've been drying it for several days." Ivey took the diary and "Let's take a look together?"
Betty nodded and sat up straight, leaning against him.
"Tom, are you still here?" Iveti wrote in his pen
"Well, something's wrong?"
"I forgot to ask last time, whose hands were you in before?" Ivey went straight to the point.
"I don't know. You are the only one who has found a way to talk to me since I left this diary at Hogwarts."
"Humph——" Looking at the words displayed in the diary, Ivey snorted coldly.
"Is there a problem?" Seeing that his expression was wrong, Betty asked
"This guy slipped up last time and now he's talking nonsense to me," Ivey explained.
"What should we do? Have a showdown with it?"
"Don't worry, give me a step first," Ivey wrote again, "You don't trust me?"
After the ink was absorbed this time, it took a while for the font to appear.
"Why do you say that?"
"Obviously. You know that I am a second-year student, which means someone must have talked to you this semester. And this person either has a good relationship with me, or not, otherwise he would not mention me to you."
After finishing writing, Ivy threw the diary aside again. He estimated that Tom would have to think about how to proceed.
"Is it over?" Betty looked at him blankly.
"How is that possible? Just give it some time to think about what to do," Ivey said casually.
"Looks like you've got it," Betty smiled.
"Hmm~ I can probably guess the situation."
"Don't be so secretive, just talk about it."
"If I guess correctly, the owner of the diary is the heir."
"The heir is a diary?"
"No, he must have used some method to attach his consciousness and even his abilities to this diary."
"Then Ginny was also killed by him——"
"That's right. Ginny may have noticed something was wrong with the diary, and she got scared and threw it away."
"But where did she get this diary?"
"I have a guess, but I'm not sure. Do you remember that we went to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore before school started, and met Lucius Malfoy there." Ivy began to guide her through her memories.
Betty was lost in thought, replaying the scene in her mind. After a moment, she suddenly raised her head and looked directly into Ivy's eyes.
"When Lucius returns the book!"
"Yes, this thing is clearly a work of dark magic at first glance. So there is a high probability that Lucius mixed the diary into the book and put it into Ginny's bucket."
"Lucius, find a chance to teach him a lesson next time." Betty was extremely dissatisfied with such people who bully children.
“There will be a chance”
"But in this case, isn't the matter solved? The diary will be left in our hands. When the petrified person recovers, give it to Dumbledore and tell him the part about Lucius." Betty told him.
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"I think so too! But didn't our savior, Mr., say, he wants to find out what's going on." Ivey slumped on the sofa, his expression slightly helpless.