Chapter 116 Do You Want Something Soft or Something Hard? (Third Update! Please Subscribe!)

Ivan stared at the Horcrux diary for a while, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally asked pretending to be curious.

"Does this look like a book? Or a note? Does it have any purpose?"

"I don't know, I just know that this is indeed a dark magic item. If you want it, I can sell it to you at a low price." Lucius said in a vague tone.

Ivan curled his lips, feeling that Old Malfoy was too careless about him, a little wizard, so he could at least make up a reason.

Even if this is someone's study notes, it is better to be able to answer questions automatically than to be so dry that he can't answer the call even if he wants to.

However, what Ivan didn't know was that Lucius really didn't know how to use the Horcrux diary.

After all, this was something that the Dark Lord personally gave to him and asked him to keep. There might be something terrifying inside.

So after Lucius got it, he placed it in a secret place and never touched it again.

It wasn't until this year that I heard that people from the Ministry of Magic were going to thoroughly investigate the proliferation of dark magic items, so I took this thing out and planned to find a place to dispose of it, lest the people from the Ministry of Magic found out that he had something to do with the fallen Dark Lord. What connection.

"Do you want it or not?" Lucius said impatiently when Ivan looked at him several times with a strange expression.

"Since there is no way to confirm the function of this thing, then it may be just an ordinary diary. How about a copper nut?" Ivan calmed down and pondered for a long time. From his arms, He took out a copper nut and put it on the table.

Lucius suddenly laughed in anger, a copper nut?

Even buying a Muggle book costs more than this. This is a dark magic item!

"The Ministry of Magic is investigating dark magic items. Mr. Malfoy, I am helping you deal with the trouble."

Ivan pretended to be a snobbish businessman and saw the right opportunity to lower the price, but because he was still young, the price he proposed was childish and ridiculous, which completely ruined the atmosphere of the negotiation.

But it was this performance that made Lucius make his decision.

"Okay! Then just a copper Nat!" Lucius looked at Ivan deeply, put down his diary, picked up the copper Nat on the table, held the snake-shaped cane, and turned around to leave. .

After going out, Lucius threw the copper nut into the grass. This was definitely the stupidest transaction he had ever made in his life.

A dark magic item was sold for one copper nut

However, thinking of the young wizard who was mature on the surface but childish on the inside, Lucius had a gloomy smile on his face.

This is what the other party wants to buy. If something happens, you can't blame him.

After Lucius walked away, Ivan also put away his disguise and waved his wand gently.

"Here comes Coppernut!"

A round coin with some patina flew out of the grass not far away and fell straight into Ivan's hand.

Lucius's action of throwing the Copper Nut did not conceal much, he was just expressing his disdain, and Ivan did not have the habit of disdainful of a Copper Nut.

No matter how little it is, it’s still money!

"It seems that you are not valuable at all in Mr. Malfoy's heart." Ivan put the copper coin on the table and turned it around, sighing.

Ivan was also hesitating in his heart as to what attitude he should take to get in touch with this Horcrux diary.

Huairou?

Dear Mr. Tom Marvolo Riddle, I am your junior classmate more than 50 years ago. Have you ever destroyed any books in school?

Or use a more direct method?

Ivan felt that he might be able to ask Asia for a black magic item that could release fierce fire to threaten the Horcrux.

Have you seen this huge fire? If you dare not tell the truth, you will be dead!

Ivan hesitated for a long time, put aside these two extreme thoughts, started the brain occlumency operation, and gently touched the black cover with his left hand.

[Magic Item: Tom Marvolo Riddle's Diary (Horcrux)

Magic: strong

Explanation: This was originally a diary used by Voldemort to record some information when he was young. However, after accidentally obtaining profound Horcrux knowledge from the forbidden book area, Voldemort used a killing ritual to divide his soul and merge it into the diary. The first Horcrux was produced. 】

After picking it up, Ivan did not feel the feeling of his mind being invaded, but he did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he looked up and down, left and right, trying to find out what was special about this diary, such as some magic engraved on it. Writing or something.

It's a pity that Ivan didn't find anything. This shows that the production principle of Horcrux is different from what he expected. The driving core is not the magic text, but more likely the remnant soul.

Thinking of this, Ivan cautiously opened the diary. Occlumency was almost pushed to its extreme. On the first page, it was written in blurry ink - T.M. Riddle.

[Ding, after some practice, your proficiency in Occlumency has improved]

Ivan looked stunned and finally came.

It was his expectation that Tom Riddle would be able to use Legilimency, but judging from the system prompts, the level was not too high. Ivan thought it should be about the same as his Occlumency level.

Both sides are evenly matched.

Unlike when facing Dumbledore, the prompts that pop up are all after a period of arduous practice, and the proficiency of Occlumency has been greatly improved.

In this case, even if he does not consume academic points to purchase experience cards, he can still handle the Horcrux Diary with ease, and he can also brush up on his proficiency in Occlumency.

Ivan grabbed the quill that was placed aside and dipped it in ink. When he was hesitating about how to communicate, the ink on the tip of the pen was suddenly sucked in.

【Hello, I am Tom Riddle】

A sentence suddenly appeared in the empty diary, and the faint ink marks spontaneously connected together, appeared for a few seconds, and then disappeared without a trace.

Ivan's mind moved slightly and he asked a bunch of questions.

[Hello, you said your name is Tom Riddle? So how old are you this year? Why can you talk to me? How was it made? Do you have any special abilities? 】

After Ivan finished writing, he waited quietly, preparing to see how the diary would make up his identity later, so that Ivan could decide what attitude to use to obtain the information.

The series of questions confused Tom Riddle for a while. After a while, the handwriting Ivan left in the diary was disrupted and reorganized, and then turned into a few lines of handwriting.

[I am just a diary. The person who made me is called Tom Riddle. He left part of his memory so that I can communicate with you]

It’s so unoriginal, Ivan curled his lips, it took you so long to come up with such a clichéd identity.

He also thought that Tom Riddle would pretend to be a peerless wizard and make a story about a portable grandfather to fool him.