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Chapter 198 Tom Riddle's Shock 【For Subscription, For Data】

On the way back to the dormitory, Amber was in a good mood.

He did not expect that this time there would be additional gains.

The key to Slytherin's legacy was thus in his own hands.

Amber lowered his head, looked at the brass snake in his hand, rubbed the snake's ruby ​​pupils, and couldn't help but feel happy.

"There are still such stupid people, these guys, wouldn't they be mentally ill after losing the diary?

Amber smiled and shook his head, speeding up and returning to the dormitory.

Sitting in front of the desk, Amber took out his Slytherin badge and placed it with the brass snake, thinking about things.

The harvest this time was really unexpected. With two keys in hand, Amber gave birth to an idea.

Now, is it okay to go to the secret room to explore the way first?

The thought grew like weeds, filling Amber's mind almost instantly.

Slytherin's legacy, Amber will not give up.

Even though he had promised Dumbledore to take a risk and take the initiative to fall into the trap, Amber wanted to see what the real secret room was like.

Wouldn't it be more comfortable if I could open up the Slytherin legacy before I acted?

Thinking like this, Amber turned around, took out Riddle's notebook from the 703 box, and slowly opened it.

"Hi, Riddle, how are you resting?"

Inkless quill was written on the diary, and the black handwriting quickly appeared and disappeared.

Almost in a blink of an eye, Leder's handwriting was displayed on the diary.

"Of course, Amber, I'm well rested.

"It's so boring to be alone here, can you take me out for a walk?"

Seeing Riddle's temptation, Amber couldn't help sneering.

As the first Horcrux made by Voldemort, the diary certainly retains more spirituality and magic, but inevitably, it lacks Voldemort's scheming in the future.

This kind of temptation is really naive.

Amber sneered and wrote:

"Certainly, Riddle, but please wait until this time is over for me.

"There's been a lot going on at school lately, and everyone's been very busy.

Hearing Amber's complaint, Riddle was very interested and asked:

"What's wrong, Amber, is there anything I can do to help?"

It's what you've been waiting for!

Amber couldn't help laughing, he had known for a long time that Riddle would not be willing to be under his control.

Finding himself at that time was just Riddle's expedient measure. As long as he found an opportunity, Riddle would definitely find an obedient and controllable host again.

But this idea is exactly what Amber wants.

It's good to have an idea. If you have an idea, you will have the motivation to do things, and there will be the possibility of being used by Amber.

Amber couldn't wait to grab the quill, thought for a moment, and quickly wrote in the diary:

"Great, Riddle, do you understand Parseltongue. 99

"Parseltongue?

Riddle asked subconsciously, he did not expect that Amber would ask such a question.

"What are you asking Parseltongue for?"

Amber didn't answer, but wrote slightly disappointed:

"Don't understand, then forget it. Let's talk when we have time. 35

After writing, Amber gestured to close the diary, as if he had lost interest in talking.

Seeing Amber's action, Riddle panicked instantly.

The development of things was completely unexpected to him. After Amber got him, he ignored him for several weeks, and seemed to have no interest in such a magical magic item.

After finally waiting until Amber took the initiative to ask, I didn't expect to leave if there was a disagreement.

Riddle didn't want to continue lying at the bottom of the dark box, especially since Amber was the chief of Slytherin and lived in a single-person dormitory.

Therefore, when Amber closed the diary, a large piece of writing quickly appeared on the page, filling Amber's eyes.

"I will, Parseltongue is the exclusive skill of the great Slytherin, the symbol of the most noble bloodline in the wizarding world."

Seeing that Amber seemed interested, he opened the diary again, and Riddle breathed a sigh of relief.

This Cadmus is too difficult to deal with, no, he must find a way to leave him.

After making up his mind in this way, Riddle showed a large introduction to Parseltongue.

When Amber's attention was completely attracted, Riddle asked cautiously:

"Amber, what's going on, you want to understand Parseltongue?"

Seeing this question, Amber's mouth showed a narrow smile, and he wrote:

"The basilisk got out of control and killed a lot of people at Hogwarts. Then Headmaster Dumbledore killed the basilisk with a cock, saying that Parseltongue was needed to open the secret room and completely remove the hidden dangers in the school.

???

Riddle was stunned.

He never imagined that one of his greatest trump cards would be killed by Dumbledore like this.

Moreover, even the way to open the secret room was found by Dumbledore.

Riddle did not doubt the authenticity of Amber's words. After all, what Amber always showed was just a Slytherin student with a superior family and some thoughtful thoughts.

In Amber's knowledge, it is impossible to make up a lie so true.

Seeing the magic power surging in the diary, it indicated that Riddle was not in a calm mood, and Amber was not in a hurry, quietly waiting for Riddle to digest the information.

It wasn't until he felt that it was almost the same that Amber lifted the pen and slowly wrote:

"Riddle, I want to learn Parseltongue, can you teach me?"

"You also know that Slytherin's legacy is in the back room, and I'm afraid that the principal will get it ahead of time."

"In that case, all the hard work I've been doing will be in vain."

Amber deliberately expressed deep concern in writing, as if he was just worried that his plan would be ruined.

After writing these few sentences, Amber threw the quill aside, the old god staring at the diary.

He doesn't believe it, it's just a remnant of a soul. Under such a big shock of information, he still doesn't hold onto his thigh honestly.

There was no response from the notebook for a long time, Amber was not in a hurry, and even he had time to stand up and make himself a cup of coffee.

After a long time, a series of dark and dignified notes finally appeared in the diary, as if they had made a big decision.

"Okay, Amber, I can teach you.

"However, I have one condition."