Harry Potter Tom Riddle Diary Novels & Stories

It clearly looked like one or more pages were torn out from the diary, as someone did it on purpose. It felt a little disappointing, but I was already on cloud nine knowing that Immara's notes on how to break the seal might actually work. There was still one more thing I wanted to find in those archives… “Immara Nemes Borda,” I called softly, and waited. I could feel how my magic fills every corner of this huge space helping me find the one item I wanted. Something on the shelve right next to me glowed. “On the highest shelve?! Seriously?!” I called annoyed.

I said to him in walking around his room, I turned my head to him in waiting for an answer and he quickly shook his head from one side to another. So he hadn't any family members. But from disgust smell, I smelled something else. He had drugs there, he kept them in a book. I went by the bookshelf and took the third book. "Harry Poter? Are you for real?" He kept in a children's tale drugs. Pages were cut in the middle of a book and placed drugs instead. He paled from my question maybe he was afraid that I liked his book and he destroyed what I like. No, I didn't like this nonsense, but... I shook my head in thinking drop it, Jack.

Rolo came through the portal with the diary clutched in his hands. This was something he would not let anyone else be tempted by. As soon as he had seen the markings on the walls and the rot within everything including the very walls, he’d known it wasn’t life-magic. It was death magic, necromancy.

And, Harnum found the key. Harnum immediately opened the lock on the diary. He opened page by page, and he read the heart of the owner of the book. However, when it came to the last page, Harnum felt bad. Harnum continued to open the last page of the diary, because Reno's name was written on the paper. Harnum's feelings became increasingly curious and uncertain. Then, Harnum dared to read it to the end. Harnum's legs were shaking, tears filled his eyelids. His body went limp, he sat on the floor. Harnum cried sobbing, he squeezed the diary tightly.

Glaring at him, still crouched on the floor, I felt like strangling the life out of him for taking what was so precious and priceless to me, yet I tried so hard to restrain the urge. “Why are you still pleading? Take your diary, bag, and your sorry self out of this room,” Evelyn chimed in, using her leg to toss the diary over to Harry. “Give it to me, it’s mine!” Henry exclaimed, breaking free from my grip and hastily snatching the diary, leaving us all in shock. “What do you mean, sweetheart?” I asked, turning to him as his eyes wavered. “Mum, I saw the book on the shelf and used the empty pages for my research outline. Then I slipped it into my bag to retrieve later after we came back,” he

“And mind you, it’s not a diary. It’s his secret book where he keeps the records of all the evil stuffs that he’s done over the years.” “Yeah,” Calistè nodded. “His secret evil diary. Look, you can call it whatever you like to. The point is that it’s a diary and that’s where the spell is. Don’t tell me you didn’t read it when you went to the library?” “How did you know about my visit to the library?” Rhea frowned. “Have you been following me longer than I know Calistè?”

Even if there isn't. I went directly to Draco's room and luckily I didn't have to struggle with the lock because it was open, even if it wasn't open…I would have bashed it anyway. I began rummaging through his belongings and just as I was about to give up, I stumbled upon a book that looked like a journal. I wanted to abandon it but it looked like something that was really valuable and ancient so I opened it and behold ….it was filled with potions and spells and theories of the wolf world.

Maybe Hades can help me uncover the truth about Denzel and his sinister plans. And maybe, just maybe, we can get out of this together, before it's too late. I continue speaking, my words spilling out in a rush. "And then Denzel passed out and came back with this... this new vibe. It was like he was a different person. I've been trying to figure out what's going on, and I managed to get my hands on Aurora's diary." I walk over to the dresser and retrieve the diary, handing it to Hades.

I had always assumed that it was something I did wrong when I was a child, something I was punished for but now I knew I did nothing wrong, this was just my cursed fate. Picking up the diary as instructed, and examining it first, I noticed a lot of things. It was a brown worn out big book decorated with gems. I could see from the side that its pages were worn out and some were even torn. “Whose diary is it?” I wondered anxiously, I knew it belonged to one of them but only when I opened it would I find who it actually belonged to, so I tried to open it but I couldn't. It didn't have a lock, didn't have any password slot, it looked like an ordinary book but it just wouldn't open up.

she smiled, her grey eyes gleaming “My old wolf has had trouble healing this since yesterday, but that curse was certainly hindering your potential terribly! Keep working on your concentration like this and you’ll be able to heal even a dying man in no time.” “Thank you, Flora.” I smiled, picking up the book from my bedside table “I’ll also be reading all the diaries of past wizards that I can, whenever I have free time. This one seems especially interesting. It was written by my great-aunt. Uncle Kent gave it to me…”