Harry suddenly remembered the dream: Ron picked him up from the warm bed and took him out of the dormitory.

It was not a dream, but a real thing!

This thought appeared in Harry's mind without warning.

"I don't believe it, Ron won't hurt me." Harry's voice was almost inaudible. "You must have made something wrong..."

"Yo, silly Porter is still protecting his good friend." Riddle's smile became stronger and stronger.

“It’s a pity that when he told me what he was doing, he was in a state where his soul was completely open to me.

I am a man who is naturally keen on lies, and I am willing to believe his words, especially when he is weak."

Harry felt a sting. "I warn you if you hurt Ron in any way"

"Hurry?" Riddle said in an amusing tone, "I did take something from him, and that process must have hurt him.

But I didn't force your good friend, Potter... I am the most reasonable person and never like to force.

You can confirm to Dumbledore that he knows me, just like a father knows his children.

This metaphor may not be very warm, after all, I killed my biological father... He is a muggle and fool... and abandoned my mother..."

"Ah, mention my poor family history..." he whispered, "I'm a little sad."

Riddle's tone was not sad, but instead felt a sense of revenge.

Harry shrank his head in fear, his voice sharp. "So, what did you take from Ron?!"

"Oh, this is an interesting question," Riddle said happily, "It's a long story, let me think about it...

For more than half a year, Ron has been writing his heartfelt words in his diary, telling me his heartbreaking worries and sorrows.

Five brothers... will never use new things... Bill's old robe... Charlie's old wand... Percy threw away the rat that was not worthy of fun."

Harry paused for a moment when Riddle mentioned the spots.

"Forget the poverty of the family... The twins obviously made a lot of money, bought things for their families, bought Ginny a new robe and a new textbook, but didn't buy it for him."

"And Malfoy he hates, Stark he envies, Granger who has good grades but not very likable, and his best friend, the great hero Harry Potter..."

Riddle said everything in Ron's heart without any concealment.

"Potter, tell me... Why is Ron so worried and so inferior?" Riddle sneered.

"It's so boring. I heard a twelve-year-old wizard talk about his naive worries and have to do a lot of homework for him.

You know, at the age of twelve, I have gathered a wave of friends and secretly studied in the library's restricted area, started investigating the professors' preferences, and even thought about how to conquer...death."

"But I was still patient and wrote some words to reply to Ron and comfort him."

Riddle smiled charmingly. "It's not me who brag myself, Potter, I've always been able to confuse people as I want, except Dumbledore."

“So, Ron voluntarily opened his entire soul to me.

I used a special magic to connect with his soul and absorb his life...this is what I took from him!"

"Of course, it's not at no cost," Riddle said.

"That special magic requires an 'equivalent' exchange. In exchange, I also have to do things according to Ron's ideas..."

"What did Ron ask you to do?" Harry felt his throat dry and his eyes were full of fire.

"Didn't you guessed it, Harry Potter?" Riddle said softly.

"Ron doesn't like Felch... The squin asked him to wipe the trophy in the prize showroom with his bare hands, so I lent him the power and attacked that old Felch!"

"impossible!"

"Nothing impossible," Riddle said with a smile. "Isn't Ron missing for a while on Halloween eve?

I took him to open the secret room, but there were disgusting dirty things placed at the entrance!

I asked Ron to clean it, and he was stained with a stinking smell. There were students in the lounge. I asked him to go to the Black Lake and pretended to fall inside. A lot of mud covered the stinking smell.

After that, I made Ron happen to appear in front of Felch, followed him to the office, then attacked him and threw him in the corridor."

"It's more than that." Riddle continued: "Ron hates Colin's mud breed. He takes a camera to photograph you all day long, and he stung you all day long... I attacked Colin."

"What about Arloise? She has nothing to do with Ron."

"Aloise... She was purely unlucky. When she was time to go to class, she wandered around the academy and appeared at the entrance of the secret room..."

"No! The diary was lost that night of the duel club... Justin's attack had nothing to do with Ron." Harry was unable to defend himself.

"Yes, yes." Riddle laughed with satisfaction.

“That’s because I discovered something interesting, something hidden under Dumbledore’s nose.

That discovery made me change my plan temporarily and decide to abandon Ron, the idiot…I taught him black magic and left.”

"But after I left, I still absorbed his soul, so I had to do things according to his ideas.

Ron was punched by Justin at the duel club, and he told me more than once that he hated that liar Lockhart…”

"Look, I was doing things according to Ron's orders during these five attacks." Riddle whispered.

"The more I help him, the stronger my strength will be... This is the equivalent exchange!"

"Ron won't attack them!" Harry said angrily.

"Yes, of course he didn't have the courage to do these things, so when he did these things, he was in a state of ignorance." Riddle said sneered.

"This is my cleverness... I just used magic to slightly affect his dark side, and turned the 'equivalent exchange' into the attacks I wanted again and again."

Harry rushed over and slapped Riddle in the face.

"After talking about Ron's story, it's time to talk about us both, Potter," Riddle smiled.

"I said from the beginning that I called you here, and naturally I have your mission.

I also need you, volunteer to create a magic with me."

"I won't do anything for you." Harry looked at him fearlessly, revealing a hint of provocation.

"Then your favorite Ron, I'm afraid..."

"What you said just now doesn't like to force!"

"I didn't force you, Potter." Riddle laughed:

"I just suddenly don't like Ron, and I want to get rid of him... Poor, Ron trusts his favorite Harry so much, but because of Harry's discoupment..."

"You are so despicable!" Harry said furiously.

"Despicable?" Riddle was dumbfounded. He seemed to hear the funny thing. He took two steps and couldn't help laughing wildly:

"Look, what did Dumbledore teach you? Does he want to train you into a saint?

You really don't know the great Albus Dumbledore at all. In terms of despicableness... who can compare with him?"

Harry took a deep breath.

"I can help you, but I must let Ron go first! I will stay to help you, or I will kill us all!"

Riddle slowly calmed down and shook his head.

"I'm very dissatisfied with you, Harry. I doubt you haven't figured out the essence of your current predicament."

Riddle's eyes were cold and hissed in his throat.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Ron suddenly covered his chest, and his face showed an extremely twisted expression, a creepy roar that oozed out of his throat.

A slender little snake broke through Ron's chest, stained with a lot of blood, and drilled out from it.

Hate me,

My stupid Potter Yo.

Riddle's mouth curled up again.

The stronger the emotions, the more potential the energy that will be released when the ceremony is completed!

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