Don't worry Tom, I'll help you

The group arrived at a suitable Quidditch area, when Kyle suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "You mentioned me this morning?"

"It's Harry ..." Fred said, "Oh no, I should say Hermione ... never mind, you say it."

After throwing the question to Harry, he mounted his broom and went to fight George for the Quaffle made of vines.

Kyle looked at Harry...

"It's nothing important," Harry said. "Do you sell automatic inkjet quill pens? And how much do they cost?"

He thought for a moment, then added, "The kind you gave Ron."

Kyle shook his head and said, "It probably won't be for sale. What, you want one too?"

That quill pen was something he made casually while practicing alchemy; he never intended to sell it as a product.

There's no need for that.

No matter how amazing it is, it's still just a quill pen for writing. Selling it for too high a price is unreasonable, and no one will buy it. But selling it for too low a price is a waste of time, since it's quite troublesome to make.

Moreover, he'll likely be taking twelve courses this year, and Kyle doesn't want to create extra work for himself.

"It wasn't me, it was Hermione," Harry explained. "She seems to really like those quill pens."

"No wonder..." Kyle suddenly realized.

Harry wouldn't be interested in a quill, but it makes sense if it were Hermione.

"I'll give her one after school starts," Kyle continued.

"I bet Hermione will be thrilled."

"It's just a quill pen, nothing special," Kyle waved his hand dismissively.

After all, he had just used someone else's template, so it was only right to give him a gift.

The group played until evening before heading back, mainly because Ginny was unconvinced. She borrowed Harry's Nimbus 2000 and wanted to compete with Kyle.

The result, needless to say... Ginny lost so badly she was almost questioning her existence.

On the way back to the Burrow, she held Ron's heavy "Meteor" and, gritting her teeth, kept gesturing behind Kyle, as if trying to find the right angle to give him a good whack.

Fortunately, the group was in a hurry to eat and walked quickly, returning to their the Burrow before she could make her move.

In the following days, Kyle seemed to have forgotten about the diary, spending his days either researching the creation of new maps or helping Fred and George improve their magic wands.

He didn't reopen the box until three days later.

As soon as I opened the notebook, a line of text appeared on the blank page.

[haven't seen you for a long time]

Riddle didn't complain; instead, he greeted her like an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

Are you very busy lately? If it's because of schoolwork, I can help you.

"Sorry, Tom."

Kyle wrote, "I've recently been researching a magical item with my neighbor's classmate, and we've become quite fascinated."

[It's okay, I understand, because I feel the same way.]

"Do you like magical items too?" Kyle asked.

[Of course, don't forget that I made this amazing diary.]

[I remember when I was in fourth grade, I sat in a secluded hallway all day trying to figure out the secret of those Magical portrait, even forgetting about class.]

So, did you succeed?

"Not yet, there's a problem we haven't been able to solve."

Kyle, holding a quill, quickly wrote, "Tom, can you help us?"

Of course, we're friends.

Kyle recalled the problems Fred and George had encountered and recounted them to Riddle.

It probably only lasts about ten seconds...

[There's a problem with your Ancient Runes formulas; the Ancient Runes for "trigger" should be placed last, not first.]

Next, Riddle wrote down in detail the meaning of each Ancient Runes and the points to note when arranging them.

Ancient Runes formulas are the core of Ancient Runes and an important component of alchemy.

The reason Kyle couldn't understand those alchemical notes and books before was mainly because he wasn't familiar with Ancient Runes.

This part was difficult for Nicolas to teach him... and impossible to teach him, because so much time had passed, and those Ancient Runes had long since become second nature to him, just like writing and speaking.

You can just use them when you need them; who cares why they're arranged that way?

But Riddle's teaching was much more detailed, something Kyle hadn't expected.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. If Riddle didn't know anything about Ancient Runes, he wouldn't have been able to get an internship at Borgin -Bock right after graduation.

The hiring standards at the Dark Magic Shop are much higher than those at Diagon Alley.

Kyle's eyes lit up. What he thought would take a long time to learn now seemed to be within his reach.

Next, Kyle completely used the diary as a reading pen... pointing to whatever he didn't understand.

Riddle was also very responsible, always providing answers and even adding his own summaries to help Kyle understand better.

The only downside is that he always adds his own agenda from time to time, openly or secretly inquiring about what's happening outside.

Kyle didn't mind. Although the experience was a little worse, it was something he got for free, and he didn't have to pay for it later, so why ask for more?

Just treat it as an ad; ignore it.

A few more days passed, and Riddle finally couldn't take it anymore.

Could you tell me about the school?

Kyle was enthusiastically recording the derived meanings of the Ancient Runes and the significance they represented in different formulas when he looked up and saw this jarring statement.

You were studying so well, why are you daydreaming?

However, since Riddle had asked so directly, he couldn't pretend he hadn't seen it like before.

Why are you suddenly asking this?

The diary remained silent for a long time...

[The thought that fifty years have passed makes me curious about what the school looks like now.]

Have you met Headmaster Armando Dippet? Is he very old?

"You're talking about the former principal, but I've never met him."

Kyle wrote, "The current headmaster is Albus Dumbledore."

The diary fell silent again, and no new words appeared for a long time.

Tom, are you still there?

[Sorry, I suddenly thought of something else.]

"Is it because of Headmaster Dumbledore?"

[Yes, but as far as I remember, he wasn't the principal yet, but rather the professor of Transfiguration Class.]

I bet you miss him a lot.

"Don't worry, Tom, as a friend, I'll help you."

[What?]

"After school starts, I'll show him the diary and let you two have a good talk."

Kyle wrote lightly, "A reunion after fifty years. If Headmaster Dumbledore sees you, he'll be very happy."