Harry Potter: Who cares about belated motherly love?

Chapter 289 Tom Riddle's Diary

I don't know if it was because of the pendant Malfoy gave me or because of the pressure from Mr. Lucius, but Lockhart's sticky and disgusting look completely disappeared.

However, to be precise, sometimes he would still look at me with a slightly unwilling look, but he no longer took the initiative to talk to me, so there was no substantial harm.

With the effect of the pendant, I can spend every day calmly starting from Monday.

In Potions class, Malfoy looked at me with a helpless expression. I gently took the pendant out of my shirt and told him that I was wearing it all the time. Malfoy's eyes widened instantly.

Maybe he thought I looked no different from usual and mistakenly thought I wasn't wearing the pendant, so he looked so surprised.

He must have been very surprised, for the letter arrived the next day by owl, with a green wax seal showing a dragon's claw grasping a star, and the initials DM.

The letter read: Why do I look the same as before even though I'm wearing the pendant? But to me, this isn't strange.

After all, Malfoy wasn't as annoying as he used to be, and he saved me a few times. In this case, of course I would trust him. Although his parents were a bit troubled, Malfoy himself was just a good kid who was a little arrogant.

I wrote these back as replies, and somehow the correspondence continued until we became pen pals, though limited to letters, we started calling each other Draco and Ronnie, and, to my surprise, I actually enjoyed it.

We corresponded about once a week, chatting about course content and the situation in our respective colleges, and surprisingly we always had things to talk about.

Just like that, I discovered that the wax seal on each of Malfoy's letters was different from the Malfoy family's. It turned out that this was Draco's personal seal.

It is said that in a pure-blood family, everyone will customize their own coat of arms to handle private matters not related to the family.

Draco's coat of arms was specially made by his mother when he enrolled in Hogwarts. The coat of arms was derived from the origin of his name - the dragon seat. As expected, the tastes of the rich are different.

Usually, before adulthood, most people make their own coat of arms. I envy them a little bit, it sounds nice to have your own coat of arms. Maybe one day I should make one too.

As Draco and I's secret relationship deepened, the month of October had quietly arrived.

Although it was still hot during the day not long ago, the coolness in the mornings and evenings is getting stronger day by day.

Due to the sudden turn for the cooler weather, colds have been spreading rapidly in Hogwarts recently, and Madam Pomfrey has been very busy every day.

The "vitality burst potion" she concocted was very effective, but although it quickly restored health after drinking it, smoke would come out of the ears within a few hours, so it had a very bad reputation.

Perhaps everyone is concerned (it's a metafictional interest) but my youngest sister, Ginny, is overly healthy.

In the "original work", I remember that her state at this time was described as "listless", but in fact she was in good spirits.

However, although she was healthy, there was something wrong with her direction.

The problem, after all, is that recently her roommates have been complaining about her to me and my brother Percy, who is a prefect, almost every day.

They said:

"Whenever something happened, she would say 'don't you know that?' and call us 'Muggle-borns'."

"She casually used the quill I left on the table."

"I put a borrowed book on the bed and she took it without my permission and soiled it. As a result, Mrs. Peace scolded me."

Various complaints followed one after another.

I tried to check in with Ginny, but the kid wouldn't listen to me, so we decided to divide the work: I would listen to the girls' complaints, and Percy would check in and scold Ginny.

Therefore, I have been chatting with first-year Gryffindor girls recently, and at the end of each chat, almost 99% of the responsibility lies with Ginny (as for the girls' only fault, it is probably that they just leave items in unprotected places, right?).

Under such circumstances, Ginny was naturally isolated within Gryffindor and even among the first-year girls, even more so than Hermione before Halloween.

When it comes to Hermione, she at least has the ability, but Ginny is just arrogant. Although Hermione talked a lot in her first year, she did have the corresponding ability; while Ginny was just simply annoying.

I heard that in class, she was able to answer theoretical questions, but she was not very good in practice. Her arrogant attitude made her even more conspicuous.

It wasn't uncommon for Muggle-borns to occasionally fight with each other at Hogwarts, but Ginny's situation was a bit too much.

She wasn't such an extreme child when she was young, right?

She was like this to me at home, but she would at least pretend to be nice to her parents and brothers. Especially during the summer vacation, when Harry was also...

I had wondered if she had hidden Tom Riddle's diary as a Horcrux and was affected by it, but her roommates said they hadn't seen anything like it.

(What’s going on? Maybe she’s not used to being around people her own age and doesn’t know how to handle this kind of relationship?)

In the British wizarding world, it is not uncommon for pure-blood wizard children to live in hiding from childhood and not have friends until they enter Hogwarts.

Since they have limited opportunities to interact with people outside of their family (of course, the situation of pure-blood nobles is another matter), it is not surprising that they make mistakes when forming social relationships for the first time...

Although I am her older sister, that girl is usually a shy type. Even in front of people outside the family, I don't think she would be so brazen and arrogant.

Even after checking for clues to the Horcruxes, there was no sign that Ginny was in possession of the "diary".

Just when I felt that something was strange, one of Ginny's roommates told me a strange thing.

She said, whispering coming from Ginny's bed long after lights out time had passed and everyone was quietly asleep.