At night, the stars twinkle and the moonlight is reflected in the houses of Diagon Alley.

Miss Hermione's room was pitch black, save for the faint sound of steady breathing.

Lorne's room opposite, lit by candlelight, was sitting at a table by the window, writing and drawing with an inked quill in his hand.

Tom, a sixth-grader, was still very scheming, and Lorne and he tested each other, and both of them got some nonsense.

"Have you ever been bullied in Slytherin?"

A line of font appears on the journal.

After one glance, Lorne knew what Senior Tom was going to do.

He pondered how to answer, but before he could put pen to paper, the diary seemed to be a little impatient, and a new line of font resurfaced.

"I'll give you a powerful spell to make you the king of those little snakes!"

appeared, and Tom's purpose finally appeared.

The corners of Lorne's mouth curled.

"What spell can you teach me?"

"What do you want to learn?" the journal quickly changed fonts, "I can teach you any high-level spells!"

"Have you ever learned about thunderbolting?"

Thunderbolt explosion?

Lorne shook his head, he had learned that spell in the Forbidden Books section.

"Change one, I'll do this!"

Seeing this line, the diary pondered for a moment and wrote.

"The Iron Charm, it's a good defensive spell, and Flitwick probably won't teach you in your first year. "

"Something else, I've learned this!"

This time the journal was silent.

"Drill Heart Bone Cutting Spell, you have never learned this!"

The notes in the diary gradually scribbled, and it was obvious that it was in a hurry.

But Lorne had already done it, and he had experimented with Voldemort.

I don't know how Tom will react when he learns about Voldemort's situation at this time.

He thought to himself.

"Honestly, it's not just the Heart-Piercing Bone Splitting Spell, but even the remaining two Unforgivable Spells I've learned, so- can you show some sincerity?"

Lorne was not afraid of being exposed, and wrote it all directly.

This line of font did not disappear as before, but stayed on the paper for a long time, as if it were an ordinary diary.

After a long time, just when Lorne was a little impatient, the font on the journal appeared.

It's not as elegant as it was at the beginning, but it's scribbled and even scratched, and it's a little angry to see.

"How could a first-year wizard learn this, you must be lying to me!"

"You're not a first-year wizard!"

"How could I lie to you, I learned these spells in the forbidden book section, they're simple, aren't they?"

Lorne didn't panic at all, and his handwriting was as graceful as Miss Hermione's.

He's also been learning handwriting with Miss Hermione lately.

It looks very beautiful.

It may be that these are not convincing enough

He repeated the titles of the forbidden books and the authors.

"You- what a good seedling to be a dark wizard!"

Half a day, this sentence appeared in the diary.

"I don't think you should be sorted into Slytherin, you should go to Azkaban. "

"I also think I'm a in Slytherin. "

“......"

The diary didn't reply for a long time, perhaps annoyed by Lorne's statement.

"Do you know alchemy? I've been studying this lately. "

Seeing that Senior Tom didn't reply, Lorne took the initiative.

"Ah, alchemy, I don't know much, but I can explain it to you. "

The diary says so, but the messy words still prove that it is not in a good mood.

Lorne suddenly found that he seemed to be able to guess his mood by the handwriting of Senior Tom, as if a person had written all his emotions on his face.

"Have you ever tried carving a spell on a ring or bracelet..."

"I thought about it, but it failed, and the power of those spells was not very well controlled. "

The handwriting was a little more messy, and the diary was probably surprised.

"Maybe the two of us can have a good conversation..."

Lorne had a smile on his lips.

If Senior Tom has really studied this method, then the other party must have his own ideas and opinions.

The communication between a man and a diary continued until four o'clock in the morning.

In the back, the communication between the two became more and more intense, and Tom's handwriting gradually faded.

He's about to be drained.

However, Tom was still shocked by the self-proclaimed first-year wizard, because many of the ideas he ignored and didn't think about.

What he could be sure of was that the little wizard who picked him up must be a gifted genius.

Even he was a little surprised by the huge reserve of knowledge.

And Lorne, for his part, was also very satisfied.

Should I say it or not, the wisdom of being able to become the Dark Lord must not be bad, maybe the current noseless wisdom has decreased a lot.

But Tom, a talented student who is about to graduate from Hogwarts, is at the peak of his intelligence.

After the exchange between the two of them, he also had some improvements to the method of carving runes.

"I think the two of us should be here tonight. "

Pale black handwriting appeared on the notebook, and it was obvious that there was not much ink left.

After all, it had just been awakened today, and it had very little power left, and it couldn't even interfere with the outside world.

Otherwise, he would have used the Black Spell to control Lorne.

There is still so much nonsense to be said there.

"Okay, it's not too early, I'll talk when I have time. "

Lorne glanced up at the clock, closed the journal and threw it into another dimension.

There was no chance to say goodbye to Senior Tom at all.

After all, he's just a tool man.

Once Tom was drained, he handed over the journal to Dumbledore, and he could still earn some credits.

"Powerful fire spell, soul retribution... A lot of spells don't work yet, so ask Senior Tom another day. "

After muttering to himself, Lorne went to bed satisfied.

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Early morning!

Bang –

There was a knock on the door, and Miss Hermione, who had gotten up early, came to wake Lorne up.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Lorne yawned, then got up to clean up.

Seeing Miss Hermione tilting her head to look at him outside the door, she walked over and hugged her.

"Good morning, dear. "

"No seriousness, you stayed up late last night?" Hermione tried to push Lorne away, but blushed and took it back.

When she could see the dark circles under Lorne's eyes, she couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It hurts my body to stay up late, I just stayed up all night. "

After all, going to bed at four o'clock and getting up at six o'clock is no different from an all-nighter.

It had been long since his strengthened body could carry it.

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