Ryan hunched over, navigating through piles of clutter, dust clinging to his golden hair, sweat trickling down his face, leaving streaks on his rather handsome features.
He rummaged through a stack of dusty Cauldrons, lifted a moldy tapestry, and pried open a copper-locked chest whose lock had rusted shut, only to find a pile of brittle, blackened bones inside.
"Damn it!"
Ryan kicked an empty bottle nearby, the sound of shattering glass particularly grating in the empty room.
Wade, who had been on the verge of falling asleep, jolted awake, his eyes wide. Seeing the agitated Ryan, he couldn't help but rub his nose.
He should have known better than to put the Transfiguration Cauldron so far away; it was just wasting both their time.
Ryan asked in a low voice, "Sir, what happens if the Diadem has been taken?"
Voldemort was silent for a moment.
To be honest, he wasn't sure if the soul fragment within the Diadem still had the ability to cause trouble.
Because, apart from the part in the Diary, the other Horcruxes had remained quiet ever since they were created.
But he had left powerful protective Magic on the Diadem back then. If someone were to put it on without permission… Hogwarts should have already had news of a student dying mysteriously at school.
There might even have been a series of deaths.
So, which professor took it?
That's unlikely… because a professor wouldn't need to hurry and hide something. It doesn't fit the pattern of how the Room of Requirement is discovered.
Voldemort's arrogance was innate. Even when he needed to receive school welfare back then, he didn't give a second thought to the Wizarding World's slaves — the House-elves.
He had never communicated with them, nor had he bothered to win them over. Thus, Voldemort never knew that the Room of Requirement, which he considered his own secret, was common knowledge among the Hogwarts House-elves.
After pondering for a moment, Voldemort concluded that the Diadem should still be here.
So, after a period of silence from the Communication Pea, Ryan heard the voice impatiently say:
Check carefully. Perhaps those careless people dropped the Diadem when moving other items.
Ryan gasped for breath, hands on his knees, looking at the clutter on the floor. "Are you sure? It's still here?"
The person on the other end said with an unfathomable yet extremely confident tone: If the Diadem leaves the Chamber of Secrets, I will sense it.
After a pause, Ryan heard the other person say: You yearn for supreme wisdom, yet you cannot endure even a few hours of labor?
Ryan immediately blushed. He bent down without a word, no longer uttering a single complaint.
Time passed minute by minute. After another two or three hours, Ryan finally found where the "Diadem" was located.
He picked up the Diadem, glanced at the rusty old thing, and casually tossed it behind him!
Wade, who had already stood up, said, "..."
The Diadem landed with a clang in the pile of junk, then rolled under a collapsed sofa.
Ryan continued to push aside some books, picked up an old chessboard and tossed it aside. As he bent down to pick up a chipped plate, his movements suddenly froze.
Wait, what was he looking for again?
...The Diadem?
Did he just throw away something that looked very similar?
"Ahhhhhhh—"
A few seconds later, Ryan let out a piercing scream and lunged towards the direction he had casually thrown it.
Wade: "...?"
He sighed, and with a flick of his Wand, the Diadem, which had landed in a blind spot, silently shifted its position, allowing the gleam of its gems to catch Ryan's eye.
"Found it!"
Ryan rushed over and grabbed the Diadem, almost crying with joy.
He hugged the recovered Diadem as if it were an invaluable treasure. After celebrating for a while, he said in a tone seeking praise, "I finally found it! Rowena Ravenclaw's Diadem!"
Voldemort: "..."
He felt that even when he went to Romania and found the one tree hollow containing the Diadem among countless trees in the forest, it hadn't been as difficult as Ryan's search.
Put it on. The voice from the Communication Pea seemed to sigh with relief. He said: You will gain Rowena Ravenclaw's wisdom and knowledge.
"Yes!"
Ryan casually lifted the hem of his Robes, wiped the dust off the Diadem, and then, like a king being crowned, solemnly raised the Diadem high and placed it on his head.
Wade had quietly moved behind him. As the Diadem touched his hair, a flash of a Nonverbal Spell hit Ryan in the back.
*Electric sparks!*
In an instant, Ryan felt the world shrink into a blinding white. A sharp, stinging pain like steel needles pricked his skin, spreading rapidly along his nerves. His fingertips burned, his hair stood on end, his whole body stiffened, unable to move, and even his consciousness felt shattered!
The Wand behind him was like a conductor's baton, gently waving continuous arcs.
Supersensory Charm!
Ryan had never felt his mind so clear. He no longer felt the sticky grime of dust and sweat on his body. His vision was so clear, he could almost see the trace of every dust particle spinning in the air.
Confundus Charm! Memory Modification!
Countless unfamiliar symbols poured down like a storm, and Rowena Ravenclaw's magical knowledge rapidly filled his mind.
"Ah—"
Ryan groaned, half in pain and half in ecstasy, as his knees hit the floor hard, yet he suddenly felt no pain.
In his vision, countless unprecedented pieces of knowledge seemed to flicker: ancient Runes, astrological charts, unfamiliar Spells, various Alchemy mysteries…
An urgent question came from his ear: [What happened?]
"I… I saw it… I felt it…"
Ryan gripped the floor tightly with both hands, his whole body trembling from the intense pain, yet a twisted smile appeared on his face.
"This is Ravenclaw's wisdom! So much knowledge… all the mysteries… ah… hahahaha…"
Ryan burst into mad laughter, then screamed in pain, clutching his head.
Suddenly, a thought flashed like lightning into his mind, instantly clarifying his chaotic thoughts and answering a long-standing question he had.
"I understand… I understand everything…"
Ryan slowly stood up from the floor, a trickle of blood flowing from his nose. He wiped it away with his hand and said with a resolute tone:
"You're not some thousand-year-old ghost wandering the library, nor are you some generous Guide… You're Voldemort, aren't you?"
All sounds by his ear suddenly vanished.
"Everyone said you were dead, and I thought you were dead too. I never expected you to still be alive."
Ryan grinned, revealing a bloody smile:
"It's a good thing you're still alive."
"Great Dark Lord, why hide your true identity? If you had revealed who you were sooner, I would have been willing to assist you from the start!"
Voldemort: …Really?
But when I asked you to sneak into the Room of Requirement before, you missed several opportunities because you were afraid of being discovered.
Ryan continued enthusiastically, "The Wizarding World is already corrupt, only retreating step by step and begging for scraps under the threat of Muggles!"
"I've long yearned for someone like you to appear… Lord Dark Lord, I once heard of your deeds and always regretted being born too late!"
"I am willing to serve you! The future of the Wizarding World needs a new order, an order dominated by power and bloodline! Not just Britain, not just Europe and America, the whole world should prostrate itself at your feet! And I will be the witness to this glory!"
Voldemort: …
How did that piece of soul I split off evolve? I didn't even completely rule Britain before, and now he's already instigating Ryan to fantasize about the whole world?
But my younger self… was indeed that arrogant.
Come to think of it… as long as Dumbledore and Grindelwald are eliminated, and the protection Spell in Harry Potter's bloodline is obtained… unifying all Wizards in the world might not be impossible…
After a long silence, Ryan heard a cold, low voice by his ear: [Then prove your worth, and bring me Harry Potter!]
"Yes, my Lord!"
Ryan shouted in response.
He closed the Communication Pea and stood up, his mouth twitching slightly, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Then, he burst into a burst of arrogant laughter:
"Hahahaha… Voldemort is nothing special… hahahahaha…"
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