Chapter 126 Sorry, Tom, for Interrupting Your Secret Meeting!

After Lockhart packed his luggage, he saw that Shasia had not returned yet. He opened the door and walked out of the room, preparing to go to the kitchen and ask the house elves to make some pastries for a midnight snack.

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If there was anything he missed about Hogwarts, it was probably the delicious kitchen.

Lockhart walked along the corridor towards the stairs, but at the corner, he heard rapid footsteps.

Thinking of the recent attack on Hogwarts, he hurriedly stopped at the intersection, leaned his back against the wall, crouched down, and quietly looked into the distance.

A figure walked through a very hidden secret door and walked towards the stairs.

Lockhart looked from a distance and found that it was... Harry Potter.

Lockhart knew that the secret door was a shortcut from Gryffindor Tower to the main castle. At this moment, Harry walked out of the secret door and was walking up the stairs.

Why come to the main castle when you can't stay in Gryffindor Tower in the middle of the night?

Night swimming... When now do you dare to go out for night swimming?

Lockhart also heard about Harry's probation. If he was caught wandering at night, he would be expelled.

Lockhart suddenly remembered that when Filch was attacked, Harry was at the scene of the attack immediately. Could it be that...

In an instant, he filled up a lot of content in his mind!

Lockhart immediately became energetic and followed him on tiptoe. He had deceived countless people in his life, but none of his stories truly belonged to him.

But it would be different if Harry were caught and confirmed to be the attacker.

Lockhart will become the hero who saves Hogwarts. He will step from a well-known British wizard to a world-famous wizard, and he will probably be able to obtain the First Class Order of Merlin.

I have suffered so much, but it turns out that I am blooming just for tonight!

Lockhart followed Harry from a distance, walking through the buildings step by step to the eighth floor.

Was he going to the principal's office? Lockhart was suspicious again.

He hid in the corner, silently monitoring Harry, and suddenly his body stiffened.

A figure appeared behind Lockhart, and just as he was about to pass him by, the figure suddenly stretched out his hand, put his arm around Lockhart's neck, and dragged him forward.

After walking a few steps, probably because he disliked him for being a burden, the figure gave him a gentle push and Lockhart fell to the ground.

Lockhart looked up and saw a handsome young wizard with a faint smile on his face and raised his wand.

"I didn't want to kill too much tonight, but I didn't expect you to show up at my door yourself... Let's go."

A rope was tied tightly around Lockhart and gagged.

The young wizard walked towards a wall. After walking through it several times, a door appeared and he pushed it open.

Harry, who was confused, and Lockhart, who was tied up, were both taken into the Room of Requirement by the young wizard.

After the entrance, there is a spacious room with walls made of marble and yellow bricks, surrounded by a pile of torches, a column of candles and two floor lamps.

Beside the wall is an oak bookshelf, with rows of sheepskin-covered magic books on it:

"Poison Research", "Poison Encyclopedia", "Magic Secrets of Magic, Herbs and Witchcraft", "Medicine Girl's Potion Journey"...

Those potion books are old and new, covering everything and everything. There is even a volume of Semitic potion clay tablet translations from ancient times.

There were dozens of crucibles placed in the room, many of which were broken and piled in the corner. One of the intact crucibles was still bubbling and filled with thick steam.

The young wizard waved his wand, and Harry woke up from his slumber. His eyes were wide open and he looked confused.

Harry soon saw Professor Lockhart being tied up. He ran over and shouted, "Professor, are you okay? Who tied you up."

"He's fine." A voice said.

Harry turned around and saw a young wizard standing next to the crucible. He was very tall and extremely handsome, with shiny black hair that set off his neatly trimmed face.

Harry asked warily: "Where is this?"

"The Room of Requirement." The young wizard whispered: "Harry Potter, you are lucky to be able to share this secret room."

"Who are you?"

"The owner of the diary."

"Tom Riddle?" Harry couldn't believe it.

The diary was from fifty years ago, but Tom Riddle could not have been more than sixteen years old.

"Are you a ghost?" Harry asked uncertainly, knowing that ghosts would keep their appearance forever.

"I am a soul and a memory, preserved in a diary for fifty years." Tom said calmly:

"Not long ago, I absorbed the life of a servant. As a result, I became a lot stronger and gained some strength... I can move independently without the diary."

"servant?"

"That's right." Tom played with Harry's wand and smiled: "To be precise, he is my servant in the future...I am his master's past."

Harry looked confused.

"When that servant found me, I had the same expression as you." Tom raised the corner of his mouth and said:

"But I quickly accepted it. He was a capable assistant and helped me attack four wizards under Dumbledore's nose..."

"Attack?!" Harry shouted, "Did you attack Dean and the others? Are you the heir of Slytherin?"

"That's right, that's right." Tom nodded and said with a smile: "For the sake of our first meeting, I can tell you a little secret."

"What secret?" Harry asked warily.

"I extracted a lot of fearful emotions and brewed those powers into a potion based on an ancient magic." Tom pointed to the crucible beside him and said with a smile:

"Tonight, I will pour it into a host body to help me give birth to Obscurus."

"Muran?"

"Yes, Harry Potter, that's why I summoned you here." Tom whispered in a calm and soft voice:

"Oscurus is the climax of tonight. I can't wait...but before that, we have to do some foreplay to let each other relax and not be so nervous."

Harry quietly rummaged for his wand.

Tom noticed his little movement and said with a smile on his face: "Don't look for it, your wand is in my hand... If you cooperate with me to do something, I can return the wand to you."

"What do you want me to do?!" Harry looked up and asked.

"It's very simple. I just shared my secret with you. Tonight..." Tom said, twitching one corner of his mouth and grinning: "You also have to share some secrets with me."

"What secret?" Harry looked confused.

"For example..." Tom stared at the scar on Harry's head and squinted: "

“How did you defeat the greatest wizard of all time as a baby without any particularly magical powers?

How could you escape unharmed and with only a scar, while Voldemort's power was destroyed? "

"You release Lockhart first." Harry shouted: "Let him get out of here!"

"When he leaves here, shouldn't he notify the professor?"

"If you don't let him go, I won't tell you!" Harry insisted.

"It's not up to you now." Tom stood up and chuckled: "You are my guest now, and I am a very persuasive host."

"What do you want?" Harry backed away.

"I heard a saying before, naked people have few secrets, but skinned people have no secrets." Tom's eyes flashed coldly.

"Since you refuse to share your secret with me, I can only resort to violence. Although that is my least favorite method, but... my time is limited tonight, baby!"

But at this moment, a red light flashed and fell on the boiling crucible. The magic potion exploded in all directions, and a heavy red rain seemed to fall in the room.

"Who?!" Tom asked loudly.

The figure of a blond boy slowly emerged, and Luofu smiled and said:

"Sorry, Tom Riddle, to interrupt your and Harry's secret meeting... I was just passing by by accident."

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