"It's Harry..." Fred said, "Oh no, it should be Hermione... Never mind, you say it."

After he threw the question to Harry, he got on his broom and went to compete with George for the "Quaffle" woven out of vines.

Kyle looked at Harry...

"It's not a big deal." Harry said, "Do you sell automatic inkjet quills? How much do they cost?"

He thought for a moment and added, "It's the kind you gave to Ron."

Kyle shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be for sale. Why, do you want it too?"

He had just made that quill pen while practicing alchemy, and had never thought of selling it as a commodity.

There's no need for that.

No matter how magical it is, it is just a feather pen for writing. If it is sold at a high price, it will not be suitable and no one will buy it. But if it is sold at a low price, it is a waste of time. After all, it is quite troublesome to make.

And he will probably take twelve classes this year, and Kyle doesn't want to find extra things to do.

"It wasn't me, it was Hermione," Harry explained. "She seemed to like those quills."

"No wonder..." Kyle suddenly realized.

It wouldn't have been a given that Harry was interested in a quill, but it would have made sense if it was Hermione.

"I'll give her one after school starts," Kyle continued.

"I'm sure Hermione will be very happy."

"It's just a quill, it's nothing." Kyle waved his hand.

After all, he had just used someone else's template, so it was only right for him to give him a gift.

…

They played until the evening before going back, mainly because Ginny was not convinced, so she borrowed Harry's Nimbus 2000 and wanted to compete with Kyle.

As for the result, needless to say... Ginny lost so much that she almost doubted her life.

On the way back to the Burrow, she held Ron's heavy "Meteor" and gritted her teeth, gesturing behind Kyle's back, as if she was trying to find a suitable angle to hit him with a club.

Fortunately, because they were in a hurry to eat, they walked quickly and returned to the burrow before she made her move.

In the next few days, Kyle seemed to have forgotten about the diary. Every day he was either studying the making of a new map or helping Fred and George perfect their magic wands.

It was not until three days later that he reopened the box.

As soon as I opened the notebook, a line of words appeared on the blank paper.

【haven't seen you for a long time】

Riddle didn't complain, but greeted him like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

[Are you busy recently? If it’s because of schoolwork, I can help you. 】

"I'm sorry, Tom."

Kyle wrote: "I've been studying a magic item with my neighbor's classmates recently and I'm a little obsessed with it."

[It’s okay, I can understand because I feel the same way. ]

"Do you like magic items, too?" Kyle asked.

[Of course, don’t forget that this magical diary was made by me. ]

[I still remember when I was in the fourth grade, in order to figure out the secrets of those magic portraits, I sat in a remote corridor for a whole day and even forgot to go to class.]

So, have you succeeded?

"Not yet. There is a problem that has not been solved."

Kyle took the quill and wrote quickly, "Tom, can you help us?"

[Of course, we are friends.]

Kyle thought back to the problems Fred and George had encountered and repeated them to Riddle.

Probably only about ten seconds...

Then, Riddle wrote in detail the meaning of each magic rune and the things that need to be paid attention to when arranging them.

The magic formula is the core content of ancient runes and an important part of alchemy.

The alchemy notes and books that Kyle had not understood before were basically because he was not familiar with magic runes.

This part was difficult for Nico to teach him... and there was no way to teach him, because it had been too long, and those magic words had become instincts in his eyes, just like writing and speaking.

Just use them when you need them, and don't remember why they are arranged like this.

But Riddle's teaching was much more detailed, which was something Kyle had not expected.

But think about it, if Riddle didn't have knowledge about ancient magic runes, he wouldn't have been able to get into Borgin and Burke's as an intern right after graduation.

The hiring standards of the Dark Arts shop are much higher than those in Diagon Alley.

Kyle's eyes lit up. He had thought it would take a long time to learn something, but now it seemed that he wouldn't have to wait that long.

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Next, Kyle treated the diary as a reading machine...he just clicked on the parts he didn't understand.

Riddle was also very conscientious and always gave answers, even adding some of his own summaries to help Kyle better understand.

The only bad thing is that he always adds some personal opinions from time to time and inquires about what is happening outside in either open or covert ways.

But Kyle didn't care. Although the experience was a little worse, it was something he picked up for free after all, and he didn't have to pay for it later. Why did he ask for so much?

Just treat it as an advertisement and ignore it.

A few days passed like this, and Riddle finally couldn't bear it anymore.

【Can you tell me about the school? 】

Kyle was enthusiastically recording the derived meanings of magic runes and the meanings of different formulas, but when he looked up, he saw such a depressing sentence.

You were studying hard, why are you slacking off?

But since Riddle asked him so directly, he couldn't just pretend he didn't see it like he did before.

"Why are you asking this suddenly?"

The diary was silent for a long time...

[When I think about how fifty years have passed, I can't help but be curious about what the school looks like now. ]

[Have you met Principal Armando Dippet? Is he very old? ]

"You're talking about the former principal. I haven't met him."

Kyle wrote: "The current headmaster is Albus Dumbledore."

The diary fell silent again, and no new words appeared for a long time.

"Tom, are you still there?"

[Sorry, I suddenly thought of something else.]

"Is it because of Headmaster Dumbledore?"

[Yes, but in my memory he is not the principal, but the professor of Transfiguration. ]

"I guess you must miss him."

"Don't worry Tom, as a friend, I will help you."

【What?】

"When school starts, I'll show him the diary and let you guys have a good talk."

Kyle wrote briskly: "It's been fifty years since we met again. If Headmaster Dumbledore sees you, he will definitely be very happy."

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(End of this chapter)