I became Voldemort

A/N: This is one of my favorite Harry Potter fics, let's see how it goes on this site.

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Silver-gray memories flowed in the dark space, like the shallow moonlight shining in the morning mist, giving off a faint light.

Cyrus quietly looked at the unchanging scenery in front of him.

Even though he no longer knew how long he had spent here, it was still difficult to calm down in his heart - because he had traveled through dimensions and become a soul, no, not even a complete soul but just a fragment with some memories added to it.

The owner of this soul fragment is none other than the famous Dark Lord Voldemort. And it is the remnant soul of the Horcrux he created when he was a student - the sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle.

But now, due to his dimensional travel, Voldimort's consciousness no longer exists inside the diary, and this remaining soul has been completed.

To be honest, turning into a Horcrux is quite shocking even in the entire world of dimensional travel.

Cyrus has read a lot of fan fiction. The male protagonists of those online novels suffered various humiliations and even life-and-death crises at the beginning. He has seen this kind of plot too many times in Web Novels, so it is quite rare that he has to find a way to be resurrected as soon as he transmigrates into this world.

What's even more helpless is that trapped in the diary, he can only passively wait for the plot to begin.

If he hadn't been able to recall the magical knowledge that Tom Riddle learned in school, he would have been in a lonely space. It was boring to the point of madness in there.

Slowly looking through his memories, Cyrus had to acknowledge that Tom Riddle was indeed a genius.

He is worthy of becoming the Dark Lord.

In the fifth grade, he has mastered almost all the magic knowledge in the Hogwarts curriculum and even mastered a lot of the dark magic in the restricted area.

At this age, ordinary students are probably still in the restlessness of adolescence, ready to learn new things and make friends.

In fact, most of those wizards who can really leave a mark in history are like Tom Riddle. Dumbledore and Grindelwald wanted to change the world when they were students and later took action. Under the program they jointly formulated, Grindelwald almost subverted the entire wizarding world. In comparison, Voldemort's structure is indeed much smaller, but his talent is not bad.

Cyrus digested Tom Riddle's magical knowledge. He had experienced countless days like this under the dark space, but today seemed to be a little different -

The silver mist surrounding the space was stirred, and something like black ink floated down like a wisp of smoke, falling into the space and slowly spreading.

{August 19th, sunny}

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"Someone used the diary!"

Cyrus suddenly stood up!

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In front of the dilapidated desk, Ginny Weasley, who had originally planned to sit down and write a diary, looked at the blank diary in surprise - all the words she had written just now disappeared!

On the yellowed diary, except for the words printed on the front cover and the vague name "T.M. Riddle" on the back of the cover, there is no other word.

T.M. Riddle, Ginny had never heard of this name before, but that was not surprising since the textbooks she used were all second-hand. Not surprisingly, the man named Riddle was the first owner of this diary.

However, 'no one has ever told me that this is a magic book!'

This born Gryffindor couldn't help but have great curiosity in her heart.

What she experienced this summer vacation really made her excited - first, Harry Potter, whom she admired, moved into her home, and then she received the owl letter from Hogwarts.

After looking at the old 2nd-handbooks, she originally felt disgusted but—

There is actually a magic diary hidden in the second-hand textbook!

So she picked up the quill, dipped it in ink, and continued to try to write:

"Today is a special day-"

A short half-sentence was written on it, but the ink was immediately absorbed as if written on a sponge, leaving not even a scratch.

Ginny opened the page in surprise, but the back of the paper was also clean.

Where did all the ink go?

Little Ginny stared with bright eyes, full of confusion. At this moment, a line of writing slowly appeared on the empty paper, or it might be more appropriate to say a greeting.

"Hello, did anything good happen to you today?"

"Ek!" Ginny was startled and hurriedly threw away the quill in her hand and jumped to the side, looking at the diary with fear on her face.

Every child who grows up in a magical family has heard a warning: "Never trust anything that can think for itself."

This is exactly what Muggle parents would tell them. The children should never trust any stranger who wants to approach them with candy.

A magical item that can think is most likely evil.

'Maybe I should talk to my mother about this?'

Ginny couldn't help but think.

This thought almost occupied her brain, but she did not act for a long time.

Instead, another thought began to grow slowly——

'My mother hand-picked the diary together with the textbooks at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. If it was really dangerous, then my mother would not give it to me. '

'Maybe I could keep it, or see what tricks it can do. If anything happens, it's not too late to tell Mom. '

As a typical little lioness, Ginny definitely did not lack courage and curiosity. She bent down to pick up the old quill and slowly walked back to the desk. The line of greetings had not disappeared, and it seemed that the diary was waiting for her response.

"Who are you?"

These three words and the greeting above flashed at the same time and then disappeared before Ginny's eyes, suddenly another line of writing appeared.

"My name is Tom Riddle. It is a small memory left by the owner of this diary. Where did you get it?"

After seeing this sentence, Ginny did not answer immediately.

Instead, she opened her mouth and whispered "Harry Potter". After realizing that what she said was still normal words, not a boring five-line limerick, she breathed a sigh of relief and continued writing.

"My mom bought it in the used book section of Flourish and Blotts Bookstore."

"The second-hand book section of Flourish and Blotts Bookstore? So you are also a student at Hogwarts?" The being in the diary seemed very happy and pleasantly surprised as if he had met someone he didn't know but was closely connected to.

Strange friends.

And the word "also" gave Ginny a huge sense of intimacy.

"I'm going to be in first grade this year. Are you also a student at Hogwarts?"

"I used to be, but then I graduated. I really didn't expect that the diary I left behind would actually fall into the hands of a little wizard at Hogwarts. Maybe this is also a kind of fate? By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet. "

Ginny hesitated for a moment before writing her name.

"Ginevra Molly Weasley, you can call me Ginny."

At this time, another line of words seemed to appear in the diary, but before she could read it—*knock-knock*

Ginny was frightened by a knock on the door and closed the diary with a snap.

"Ginny, it's time to eat! Are you asleep? I've called you several times." Molly Weasley's voice came from outside the door.

"No, Mom, I'll come right away!"

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Author Note:

I'll try to upload more than 7 chaps/week.