Chapter 260 The Kitten Who Hates Writing

"Hello, Fish."

A line of words appeared in the diary again. Since they had already started a conversation, Voldemort didn't have to rush. He was confident that he could slowly guide Fish to open his heart to him.

"You just said that your name is Tom Riddle, right?"

Fish quickly wrote in the diary: "T stands for Tom, what does M stand for?"

Fish knew about the abbreviation of names. He was just curious.

"Marvolo, this is the name I inherited from my grandfather."

Compared to Tom and Riddle, who came from Muggle fathers, Voldemort liked this middle name that proved his wizard bloodline more, but after having the name Voldemort, it didn't matter.

"Oh, nice to meet you."

"Me too, nice to meet you."

Voldemort decided to take the initiative in his own hands. Before Fish put pen to paper, another line of words appeared immediately.

"Excuse me, how did you get my diary?"

"Ouroboros found it and gave it to me."

Fish told the truth. So far, he has not found any flaws, and he can't be sure whether the other party is Voldemort, or is it really as he said, a memory sealed in the diary.

"Ouroboros? Who is that?"

Voldemort really didn't know, because he never cared about the name of the basilisk.

"A big snake, also my good friend, said he found you in the pipe."

"Snake? Are you a Parseltongue?" Voldemort was still pretending, he pretended to be kind and reminded: "Are you a Slytherin? If not, don't expose your ability to talk to snakes, because the other three houses are prejudiced against Parseltongue."

"I'm not a Parseltongue," After writing so many words, Fish was a little annoyed, so he flicked his tail twice and casually skipped the topic, "I can talk to all animals by nature, I don't know the specific reason."

"What an enviable talent."

Fortunately, Voldemort didn't intend to dwell on this issue with Fish for too long. After praising him, he began to inquire about Fish's information. Although he had learned some from Ginny before, her understanding was limited after all.

"Which house are you from?"

Voldemort asked knowingly.

"Gnanhundo? That should be the spelling, right? It's the house whose representative animal is the lion."

Fish wrote in the diary with some uncertainty.

He knew how to pronounce Gryffindor, but he was not sure how to spell it. Even though the word Gryffindor was written on the banner of the college, Fish never paid attention to it, so he made several mistakes when spelling.

"... It's Gryffindor, right? Can't you even remember the name of your own college?"

Voldemort was speechless, and even suspected that Fish was playing a trick on him.

"What can I do? Fish may have only started learning to write four years ago. Isn't it normal to spell it wrong?"

Fish replied confidently.

"Only started learning to write four years ago?"

This information reminded Voldemort of what Ginny had told him about Fish.

Then he realized why Fish had turned out the diary after so long...

The other party's thinking is completely different from that of ordinary little wizards!

Just when Voldemort was annoyed about his mistake, Fish wrote in the diary again.

"Yes, Minerva forced Fish to learn it. Fish doesn't like writing at all."

After writing this, the kitten felt that he had written enough words today, so he wrote directly in the diary: "No more, no more, I'll talk to you later when I have time."

As for confirming whether the other party was Voldemort, the kitten had already forgotten it.

"Wait!"

The Voldemort in the diary wanted to talk to Fish for a few more words, but unfortunately Fish had closed the diary at this time.

Voldemort: "..."

He was beginning to regret giving the diary to Fish.

After Fish closed the diary, he realized that the guy inside, who might be Voldemort, might suddenly jump out and set fire, so he jumped off the marble table in an instant, turned back into a cat, and stared at the black diary on the table.

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After waiting for a while, he found that there was no movement in the diary, so he turned into a human again and approached it carefully.

"Is it true that the other party is not Voldemort?"

Fish scratched his head in confusion. He couldn't figure out what was going on. He simply stopped thinking about it, grabbed the diary and stuffed it back into his magic pocket, then ran back to sleep.

Only Voldemort in the diary was left there sadly.

Fortunately, this time, Fish didn't let Voldemort wait too long.

Two days later, the diary was opened again.

"Hello, Riddle."

"Hello, Fish."

Voldemort was relieved to find that Fish didn't leave him alone for several months like before. He quickly showed a paragraph of text in the diary, fearing that Fish would suddenly run away again.

"Can you tell me what time it is now?"

Voldemort asked, pretending to communicate with others for the first time.

"What time?"

Fish subconsciously looked up at the ceiling.

"It's already evening. I don't know the exact time. I just came back from listening to Minerva's story."

"I asked what year this is. This diary has been abandoned for too long. I know nothing about the outside world now."

Voldemort suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to pretend.

"which year?"

The little cat twitched its ears in confusion and confidently wrote in the diary: "Fish doesn't know!"

He knew that in human society there was a number to record the year, but Cat didn't care about that kind of thing at all. He just wanted to remember holidays, festivals and his birthday.

Voldemort, who originally wanted to use this as a breakthrough to continue chatting with Fish, was once again filled with anger.

Ever since he handed the diary to the little wizard, everything had been going wrong, and he once again began to regret his act of handing the diary to Fish.

But if she continues to stay with Ginny and control the basilisk to attack other people, she will most likely be hit by Fish, and the basilisk has nothing to do with it...

Is this little wizard his nemesis? !

Riddle in the diary was filled with hatred, but he had to be patient and continue to argue with Fish.

"Then can you tell me what happened in school recently? I'm very curious about the situation in the outside world."

"On Valentine's Day a while ago, Fish received a lot of greeting cards, but unfortunately no gifts."

"Really? Then you are really popular. I often received love letters when I was in school."

Already knowing that Fish's thinking was different from that of normal people, Voldemort could only cooperate with him and talk about this, and waited for an opportunity to lead the conversation to the topic of Mrs. Norris being petrified.

Unfortunately……

"No more writing! Fisch is going back to sleep!"

After writing about ten sentences, the little cat gave up again.

Voldemort: "..."

Voldemort, who is currently almost powerless, is completely unable to interfere with Fish's actions and can only wait silently.

Although Fish would intermittently forget to confirm whether the Tom in the diary was Voldemort, he was still concerned about it, so he did not completely forget about the diary like before, and chatted with Voldemort intermittently. for several days.

Even though they only talked about a dozen sentences a day, Voldemort finally brought the topic to Mrs. Norris little by little.

When Fish told Riddle that his good friend had been turned to stone and that the other person had written on the wall that the secret room had been opened, Voldemort in the diary was so excited that he almost cried.

"Has the secret room been opened again?"

When this sentence appeared, Voldemort's handwriting was a little trembling. God knows what he has gone through during this period of time in order to lead Fish to those irrelevant topics.

"Has the secret room been opened before, nya?"

A glint flashed in Fish's green eyes. Although he was heartless, he still remembered Professor McGonagall's warning relatively well, so he did not reveal that he already knew that the Chamber of Secrets had been opened by Voldemort.

"When I was in fifth grade, the secret room was opened."

The handwriting revealed in the diary became scrawled and messy, as if Tom Riddle couldn't wait to tell everything he knew.

"The monster inside killed a student, and the whole school was panicked. I caught the person who opened the secret room, and he was expelled, but the principal, Professor Dippet, felt guilty because something like this happened at Hogwarts. It’s embarrassing, I’m not allowed to tell the truth…”

"well……"

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Seeing this, the little cat sighed helplessly. It seemed that he couldn't save his scratching post and shield.

I shouldn't have written in this diary!

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