Had a Great Time With You

"Inherit the glory!"

Before Draco could finish speaking, a Stone Serpent suddenly appeared, its body arched, supporting the heavy stone door.

He entered the Slytherin Common Room through the slowly opening stone door and casually slumped into a carved armchair.

After a Quidditch Match and being taken to the Headmaster's Office by Snape, the constant running around made him drowsy.

However, the series of events that happened during the night made it difficult for him to fall asleep.

Why was Dobby caught?

Why was Wizet in the Headmaster's Office?

They also mentioned pipes, but what are those?

And what about Snape's instructions... Could it be that the Heir is in Slytherin?

But that's quite normal. He's the Heir to the Chamber of Secrets of Secrets; it would be strange if he didn't appear in Slytherin!

Just as Draco was starting to feel a headache coming on, Pansy's voice suddenly rang out, "Draco!"

Pansy sat down beside him and asked with concern, "I heard from Crabbe that... you were suddenly taken away by Professor Snape. What happened?"

Draco remembered Snape's instructions and looked at Pansy's concerned face, unsure how to begin.

Snape's instructions were that if anyone asked about what happened tonight, he should tell them that person's name.

Pansy pressed, "Was there another attack? Are you hurt?"

Pansy is his friend, so it's perfectly normal for him to be concerned about why he was taken away tonight...

Thinking this, Draco shook his head. "What could possibly happen to me? The Chamber of Secrets will just be about cleaning up that mud... whatever!"

Pansy persisted, "But I heard from Crabbe that Professor Snape didn't look too good when he took you away."

"Could it be... that Dumbledore thinks you attacked Harry Potter? Professor Snape wasn't biased towards Harry Potter, was he?"

"Harry Potter?" Draco sneered, mimicking Snape's tone, "Just Gryffindor with a head full of weeds!"

"Draco, you're such a good imitation!" Pansy chuckled. "Where did you see Harry Potter? The Hospital Wing? His arm looks like it's missing."

"Nothing." Draco shook his head again, giving Pansy a deep look. "Pansy, you've been acting a little strange tonight..."

Pansy's smile froze, and her expression turned sorrowful. "I was just concerned about you... Since you don't want to talk about it, then forget it!"

Pansy finally left, and Draco breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his temples, and returned to his dormitory.

Not long after, Pansy returned to the Common Room and sat in the same spot where Draco had been sitting.

She held a diary in her hands, and a series of characters appeared on her face.

Pansy, I'm so angry! You've done so much for him, but I haven't felt a single bit of trust from him. He doesn't consider you a friend at all!

Pansy wrote with such force that she almost tore through the pages of her diary. "Have they discovered me...? That House-elf that suddenly appeared, it's such a coincidence!"

Look! That Malfoy knows perfectly well you're worried, yet he won't tell you anything... We're carrying on the glory of Salazar Slytherin, and he understands nothing!

"Yes... he doesn't understand anything." Pansy wrote sadly, picking up her pen and writing on a piece of paper, "What should we do... should we continue? What's wrong with Draco?"

[Of course we have to continue! I know who's pulling the strings behind the scenes! It's Albus Dumbledore! Only the headmaster of Hogwarts could command House-elf like this!]

[I understand! Draco Malfoy has been deceived by Dumbledore! He wants to control the Malfoy Family! Just like when he came to threaten you!]

[Pansy, our mission is even more important now! Not only do we have to cleanse Hogwarts of the Mudblood, but we also have to overthrow Dumbledore and save Draco Malfoy!]

"Save Draco!" Pansy murmured, writing on the paper. "Mr. Riddle, what should we do?"

Now that Dumbledore is suspicious, we can't just sit here and wait to die. We need to find a scapegoat! Then we'll hide for now, continue to build up our strength, and wait for the next opportunity.

"Find a scapegoat? Vizet Lovegood!" Pansy immediately thought of that name. "Frame him? What do you think?"

[As expected of the wise and beautiful Pansy, she came up with this idea so quickly. Let's do it this way... Didn't you say he likes to read books by rote? Let's use this to lure him in!]

Pansy's face flushed red, and she wrote faster, her handwriting becoming distorted. "Okay! What should I ask the House-elf to bring me? I'll prepare in advance!"

I'll teach you a way to make magical items... Also, make a diary and put it in the library; it will attract Vizet Lovegood's attention...

After that, I'll guide him to open the Chamber of Secrets, then let him be discovered, making him the target of everyone's ire... How about that, do you like it?

"Excellent!" Pansy wrote with a sneer. "Making him the Heir is an honor we bestow upon him."

Yes, it's the honor bestowed upon you... Of course, I need you to open your mind and body as much as possible, as you always do, so I can merge with you... That way you'll remember this method. Shall we begin now?

"Okay!" Pansy didn't hesitate. She skillfully pricked her finger, pressed her fingerprint on the diary, and then fell asleep.

Riddle emerged from the diary, his body becoming incredibly solid, as if he truly possessed a physical form.

He gave Pansy a disgusted look and tried to sit as far away as possible.

He sat with his legs crossed, his fingers interlaced on his knees, a smile playing on his lips.

"Can you detect its movements? Is it some kind of plotting magic? Luckily, I cast a counter-spell on the diary, otherwise it would have been discovered..."

He looked at Pansy, who was unconscious with her head tilted to the side, and said, "We've kept each other entertained for quite a while now... All the things we've been through have been quite fun!"

"You were indeed very useful... You brought me enough vitality to become strong again, but it's time to part ways..."

"Of course... you will continue to be useful, and I will bestow upon you the glorious title of Heir of Slytherin Salazar Slytherin! I hope you will like this gift!"

Riddle stood up, his figure gradually becoming ethereal, radiating a black and green intertwined light.

He opened his arms, slowly approached Pansy, and then fell down onto Pansy.

The moment he touched Pansy, his body dissipated like grains of sand, turning into scattered light.

Then, the scattered light condensed into a single beam, entering Pansy's facial features...