Chapter 258 The Most Special Horcrux

Kyle held a quill pen and stared at the diary for a long time, but he didn't open it.

He was hesitating...

The diary was Voldemort's first Horcrux, and to some extent, it was also the most special one.

Because among all of Voldemort's Horcruxes, only the soul in the diary could be resurrected without the body.

If conditions permit, the soul fragments attached to the diary can even directly absorb the vitality of others and condense a body out of thin air.

Even the Voldemort in Albania couldn't do this incredible way of resurrection.

Otherwise, he would have sucked Quirrell dry last year, so why would he need to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

If the soul is regarded as a scone, perhaps the soul in the diary is the largest piece, and it is far larger than Voldemort's body.

After all, it is the first cut, and if you are not skilled, it will naturally be a little bigger when you cut it, and it is even possible to cut it in half.

This can also explain why Riddle has such complete memories and the ability to talk to people... It can be said that, except for not being able to use spells, this diary is no different from Riddle in his school days.

This kind of completeness... maybe it is the correct way to open the Horcrux.

Kyle suddenly became curious. If Riddle can be successfully resurrected, what kind of relationship will he and Voldemort have?

Work together? Or fight to the death.

Kyle thinks the latter is more likely. Of course, it may also be possible to cooperate first, and then decide the ownership of the name "Voldemort" after solving Dumbledore and Harry.

But no matter what, the two of them will not coexist forever.

After all, a proud person like Voldemort will definitely not allow a second self to exist... even if they have the same soul.

When Kyle came to his senses, he realized that he had been sitting in front of the diary for more than an hour.

He shook his head, put away the strange thoughts in his mind, and put down the quill.

Tom Riddle was undoubtedly an excellent student in his school days. He was smart, good at winning people's hearts and disguising himself, and had a strong ability to read people's minds and keen insight.

Kyle remembered that Dumbledore said that he was one of the smartest students he had ever seen.

Before that, this sentence belonged to Tom Riddle... and at that time, there was no final "one of".

Facing such an opponent, Kyle had to be more cautious to ensure that he would not reveal any flaws.

At least he had to weave himself a "vest" that would let Riddle relax his vigilance.

Kyle took out the box that Nicolas Flamel gave him and put the diary in it. Then he found a thick parchment booklet from the box under the bed.

A line of cursive words was written in ink on the outside of the booklet.

"The Mystery of Fear"

He had just copied it from the restricted book area before the holiday, and he had never had time to read it carefully.

Most of the descriptions on it were about the study of black magic, but there were also some more practical things.

Among them, it mentioned the advanced use of brain occlusion... actively open the brain and only hide key thoughts and memories.

This is probably the method Snape used when he was undercover among the Death Eaters.

If he had an empty head, he would have been discovered by Voldemort long ago.

Even Kyle could imagine the scene at that time...

"Hey, you kid actually hid your thoughts from me. There's a problem. Drag him out of Avada."

Well... that's probably it.

Of course, Kyle definitely can't reach Snape's level of proficiency in a short period of time... It takes a lot of time to practice.

But if you just use it superficially to make your head look less empty, it will be much easier.

...

Three days later.

"Ron, is Kyle out again?"

At the dining table in the Burrow, Harry asked while cutting bread slices: "It seems that I haven't seen him since I came back from Diagon Alley."

"I don't know." Ron shook his head. He was a little obsessed with Harry's Nimbus 2000 recently, and he ran to the place where he played Quidditch every day whenever he had time. He really didn't pay attention to this.

"But Fred and George should know..."

"What?"

Fred, who had just come down from upstairs, heard Ron calling his name and couldn't help asking, "What were you talking about just now?"

"Oh, I'm asking Kyle..." Harry said, "I haven't seen him recently. Is he out again?"

Fred came to the dining table and began to spread orange jam on the bread slices. "Why do you ask this suddenly? Do you have something to do with him?"

"It's Hermione." Harry said, "She likes the automatic inkjet quill that Kyle gave to Ron very much, so she asked me to help ask if it's for sale."

"Sell, of course!"

George sat down next to Harry and took out a brand new quill from his pocket and handed it over.

"I have to say you have a good eye. Although this thing is our early work, it is quite popular. And the price is fair, only one Sickle."

"Early work?"

Harry looked at the quill in his hand in confusion... Didn't Kyle say that he made it from Nicolas Flamel?

Could he remember it wrong?

However, this quill looks no different from Ron's... They are both ordinary quills.

"You can try it." Fred said with a smile: "There is no charge for this one."

"Oh well."

Harry rummaged in his pocket for a moment and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper.

It was sent before the holidays. It was a notice about students not being able to use magic outside of school. He didn't even read it at the time and just stuffed it into his pocket. It just came in handy now.

Harry flattened the paper and picked up the quill under the expectant looks of Fred and George.

"puff!"

As soon as the pen tip touched the paper, a large ball of ink spurted out from the end of the quill, hitting him directly in the face.

Harry was stunned, holding the quill blankly, and his whole face was dyed the color of ink.

Fred and George were holding their stomachs and laughing, but within a second, Mrs. Weasley's angry voice came from behind them.

"Harry is a guest, how dare you...and did I ever say that you are not allowed to do such tricks at home!"

Fred and George turned their heads with difficulty.

Mrs. Weasley stood behind them, holding a spatula like a sword.

And this sword may fall on their heads at any time.

"Mom, I can explain." Fred said hurriedly: "This is what Harry wants!"

George nodded, "Yes, Harry wanted to buy one for his friend, so we took it out and let him try it out. Ron can also testify!"

Thanks to book friend FYZ331fot for the 1500 reward (three times super loud)