Chapter 257: Writing in the Black Journal (Edited)

In addition to Fish and Harry, several students received valentines, some of whom were couples, such as Percy and Penelope, and some of whom took this opportunity to reveal their feelings to their sweethearts.

Throughout the day, dwarves dressed as cupids could be seen wandering around the school.

George and Fred, who had seen the scene of Harry being embarrassed, had sent prank cards to the others, especially their good brother Ron.

After Ron listened with embarrassment and anticipation to the dwarf's words in front of a crowd of people, he discovered that the senders were George and Fred, the two brothers who prank him every day....

The degree of social death is imaginable.

Frustrated, he grabbed straight for his broken wand, clamoring to teach George and Fred a lesson.

Needless to say, even if his wand hadn't broken, he would have been mobbed by the twins and the lesson would have been impossible.

Except for the twins' prank, the other Valentine's Day cards were pretty normal, and there were a few pairs of students who actually got together because of it.

Most students were pleased with Lockhart's Valentine's Day show, although the teachers were bored by it, as it greatly increased the frequency of tardiness and affected their work.

Of course, satisfaction is all satisfaction, but everyone's attitude toward Lockhart hasn't changed at all.

At the end of the day, he is not good enough to do his job, so there is no point in trying to do something else.

If Lockhart was once able to use his handsome face to win the admiration of some women, he has now lost his only advantage against Fish and has no respect from the students.

So Lockhart's efforts to organize this event only increased the antipathy of the other professors.

After Valentine's Day, peace returned to Hogwarts, and Fish spent most of his time playing and sleeping, apart from doing homework and listening to stories.

As for the "power of the black-footed cat" inside him, Fish no longer cared.

Because he had upset Professor McGonagall, Fish had decided to be quiet these days, so there was no need to be busy turning into a black-footed cat.

And the black diary, which was a trump card, wouldn't be needed for a while.

"Nya?"

∑(=ΦωΦ=)

Fish, who was lying by the fireplace, suddenly straightened up, forgetting that he was going to write and talk to the black journal if he had not just thought of it.

Y...

The diary had been given to him by Uroboros, who had said he'd found it in a pipe....

It could be related to the bad guy named Voldemort.

It hadn't occurred to him before, but now that it did, Fish naturally became suspicious.

But the cat was torn between giving the diary to Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore or not giving it to them.

After all, this is the trump card he kept to deal with Professor McGonagall, and he didn't want to hand it over like this....

The kitten was undecided for a while before deciding to communicate with the diary first.

Anyway, the Imperius Curse didn't have a very good effect on him, even if he really was Voldemort, he should be able to deal with that if he was careful....

Just make sure he didn't start any more fires.

With that in mind, Fish left the common room and headed for the Room of Requirement.

[A room that's not easy to set on fire and can write in, a room that's not easy to set on fire and can write in, a room that's not easy to set on fire and can write in...]

After making sure no one else was around, Fish quickly paced the tapestry three times and, as soon as the door appeared, rushed into the Room of Requirement.

The furniture in the room is very simple, surrounded by plain black marble, even the tables and chairs in the center of the room were marble.

The only thing that could be burned inside was the quill on the table and a stack of scrolls.

Fish returned to his human form, walked over to the marble table, took out the Black Journal and spread it out on the table.

[Ant's Strength] [Bull's Brute Strength] [Bear's Toughness] [Cat's Lightness] [Leopard's Swiftness] [Tree Skin] [Freedom of Movement].

Before writing in the journal, Fish filled up on all the perks.

If that wasn't enough, he pulled out his wand and cast a protection spell on himself before grabbing the quill on the table.

Unlike the room where he had written the greeting cards, in this room there weren't as many types of quill and ink for Fish to choose from, just a white quill and a bottle of black ink.

But Fish had no need for those things today, so he picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, pondered for a moment and put it away again.

Then he reverted to his cat form, jumped up on the marble table, dipped his paws into the ink bottle, and made little plum-shaped footprints on the top of the journal.

Fish still didn't know what was wrong with the journal, but he hadn't used it in a long time, and if he suddenly asked, there was a chance the other party would notice it, so he might as well pretend he had accidentally stepped on it.

The kitten was innocent, but he was also very smart when he needed to be.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have given Professor McGonagall so many headaches.

Fish had intended to write and ask the diary what was going on after his own footprints had disappeared, but the Voldemort inside the diary had already been waiting impatiently.

The bronze and black ink that had been absorbed last time had disappeared, which meant that it had been at least a month since Fish had last opened the diary.

So, as soon as he absorbed the new ink, Voldemort quickly made the words appear in the diary, for fear that Fish would forget it again in the corner.

[Hello, is anyone there?]

[Write in the diary and you'll be able to communicate with me].

Voldemort, anxious but not too eager to show his urgency, revealed these two words and then fell silent again.

Fish stared at the diary and did not hurry to answer. Although the journal did not detect his movements outside, he waited until the writing disappeared and then tapped it a couple of times with his inked paws, acting cautiously but curiously, just to be sure.

[So it's a cat? Too bad...]

Voldemort played along, pretending to be unaware of Fish's existence, showing this line.

Not knowing whether it was Voldemort or not, Fish decided that was enough, so he reverted to his human form, picked up a quill, and wrote in the journal, [Who are you?]

[Is anyone here? That's good.]

Voldemort was still playing the role of a character trapped in his journal, oblivious to anything.

[Hello, my name is Tom Riddle, and I am a memory left behind by the diary's owner.]

Tom...

(●ΦωΦ●)?

Fish squinted, if he remembered correctly, Dumbledore had said that Voldemort's name was Tom.

So the other party was most likely the bad guy named Voldemort, but he didn't know why he was in the diary this time.

The cat, already curious, did not take the diary to Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall as he had first thought, but continued to write in it.

[Hello, my name is Fish McGonagall.]