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July 31st, 1986
The Diary of Tom Riddle has spoken.
Tom: Diary, today the Potter's have given birth to a baby boy. They call him "Harry." I have been studying the planets--this helpless little boy will defeat me one day...
Diary: Tom...what is it that you want me to do?
Tom: My Lord, I ask for your wisdom.
Diary: My wisdom? Just a few days ago when you consulted me about some Dark Magic Spell that you were having trouble with--you told me my wisdom was trash. That I didn't know what I was writing about.
Tom: I ask for your forgiveness, wise one...I've always wanted to be mighty and powerful. I want wizards to notice me...and...and muggles to fear me!
Diary: Don't we all, Tom?
Tom: I have lived a rotten life. Hogwarts. Dumbledore. That hideous James Potter and his gang of animags. You think I'd get the goods someday...but Dairy, I live here falling apart. Show me the way. Give me your advice.
Diary: You will become all powerful. You will be the most feared Dark Wizard in all of Our World. The muggles will fear you. It is coming...
Tom: Yes, my lord, but how do I start?
Diary: There is only one way to gain power--take over our world. Kill those who don't follow, keep those that do. You want revenge, I can feel it. You want the Potter's son dead. He will interfear with your work. You will fall, if you don't kill him.
Tom: How will I do it? By the time the word's got to the Ministry of Magic, they'll have dementors everywhere! And all the wizards-including the Potters will most likely find a hiding spot.
Diary: You are stronger than that. There is a trator in the Potter's midst. He doesn't even know it now. Once you get to him-threaten him. He will listen, he will show you where the Potter's are hiding. He will be your servant.
Tom: Thank you, Diary. I must set to work, there are many plans to make.
Diary: Yes...
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