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[Horcrux · 16 years old · Tom Marvolo Riddle]
Level:
Level 5 Wizard / Level 3 Dark Wizard / Level 2 Slytherin Bloodline / Level 1 Horcrux Remnant
Attributes:
Strength 1, Constitution 1, Agility 5, Intelligence 7, Perception 6, Spirit 14, Charisma 7, Luck ??
Talents:
[Descendant of Slytherin (Red)]: Parseltongue +2 levels, Dark Arts +2 levels.
[Gifted Mind (Red)]: Intelligence counts as +20% when learning magic.
[Surge of Magic (Blue)]: Magic power +2 levels.
Skills:
Magic ??, Magic Resistance ??, Charms Level 5, Transfiguration Level 4, Potions Level 4, Herbology Level 2, Dark Arts Level 6, Magical Creatures Level 3, Ancient Runes Level 2...
Spells:
Severing Charm Level 5, Crushing Hex Level 5, Fire-Making Spell Level 5, Hellfire Curse Level 4, Disarming Charm Level 4, Stunning Spell Level 4, Killing Curse Level 3, Cruciatus Curse Level 2, Blood-Boil Curse Level 2, Binding Curse Level 1, Imperius Curse Level 1...
Commentary: This is a young Tom Riddle in a unique form—still growing, but already terrifying.
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This is Tom's attribute sheet as seen by Ted, who can view it clearly because he's nearly on par with him after leveling up.
Looking at the long list of spells, it's obvious how wide Tom's studies go. He has already mastered a frightening array of Dark Magic.
At this time, he must have opened the Chamber of Secrets less than a year ago. Most of these sinister spells and knowledge probably came directly from Slytherin's hidden chamber.
As for why his Magic and Magic Resistance are displayed so oddly, it might be due to his current unusual state.
Being a Horcrux now, he likely has near-total resistance to magic attacks, making his magic resistance effectively maxed out.
His immense magic power could even drain someone like Malfoy dry—which would seriously weaken his rival.
Tom's stats are dazzling for someone without a magical system helping him.
At just sixteen, his professional levels, attributes, talents, skills, and spell repertoire are all extraordinary.
He even has three talents on top of that, earning genuine respect from Ted.
Compared to him, Neville's stats hardly stand out at all.
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[The Boy Who Lived Neville Longbottom]
Level: Level 3 Wizard / Level 1 Warrior
Attributes:
Strength 4, Constitution 5, Agility 5, Intelligence 5, Perception 5, Spirit 7, Charisma 6, Luck ?? (+10)
Talents:
[Savior of Destiny (Purple)]: Magic power +1, luck +10, caught deep within the tides of fate.
[Toughness (Blue)]: Very strong body and will, +15% resistance to negative effects.
[Parseltongue · False (blue)]: Born able to communicate with snakes and command them.
Skills:
Magic Level 3, Magic Resistance Level 1, Charms Level 2, Transfiguration Level 2, Potions Level 3, Herbology Level 4.
Spells:
Scouring Charm Level 3, Water Summoning Charm Level 3, Growth Charm Level 3, Disarming Charm Level 2, Stunning Spell Level 2, Frost Armor Level 1, Protection from Evil Level 1, Giant Growth Spell Level 1, Slippery Jinx Level 1...
Evaluation: A young savior who has just started to shine, still in need of careful honing.
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His most striking talent is [Savior of Destiny (Purple)]. Although it only boosts his magic power slightly, the +10 luck is truly extraordinary.
No wonder Neville ran into Hermione and Ted on the Hogwarts Express~
Still, the part about being "caught in the tides of fate" is puzzling.
There's also this curious "warrior" profession that appeared after he "defeated" Voldemort last year.
Ted hasn't quite figured that part out.
Maybe it was a reward after the ordeal? A kind of part-time specialty?
Among their circle of friends,
Hermione and Harley stand out more than Neville, especially in skill levels and the sheer number of spells they know. Ron, Jerry, and Neville are about even.
"That's right, it's me! What did you do to my classmate?" Neville shouted, his voice low but steady, face set with determination. There was no hint of fear or unease.
"Well~ not bad. At least you're brave enough. Neville, welcome. I am Tom—Tom Riddle," said Tom with a sly grin.
He had already been chatting with Neville for days through the diary.
"As for Malfoy, who loves to show off and be the center of attention—he's fine, though he might be close to death."
Tom acted as if he'd already won, rambling like he was celebrating at halftime.
"Not sure if he ever told you, but I was stuck with your ridiculous roommate, Ron Weasley..." Tom's face twisted in disgust. "That idiot!"
Hidden close by, the others were listening in through their magical link. Someone whispered, "Ron, why is he calling you an idiot?"
"Shut up, Jerry! This is not the time for that!" Ron hissed back, embarrassed.
But Tom didn't spare Ron's dignity one bit. He started ranting.
"That fool wanted to show off and get good marks. I tutored him for a whole month—he couldn't even finish one book! He gave up halfway every time, just spent his days stuffing his face. Chicken legs! Always chicken legs!"
"Kept acting like we were close friends, hanging on my every word for advice!" Tom ranted, almost hopping mad.
Ron had gotten the diary over the holidays but barely wrote anything in it at first. Back then, Tom didn't push too hard—Ron's family had adult wizards, harder to fool.
When they returned to Hogwarts, Ron was embarrassed over the flying car incident and his mother's Howler, so he poured all his sulking and shame into the diary.
Tom soaked it up and played the role of the supportive older friend.
The diary claimed it came from an outstanding graduate who had even won a special award—packed full of wisdom to help Ron shine.
Ron fell for it. Feeling awkward with Neville and Harley for a while, he pulled away. But Tom's plan was too simple—he thought raising Ron's grades would win total trust.
Instead, Ron was such a disaster it almost broke Tom. He'd start something, abandon it days later, scribble sloppy notes. Too lazy to even use the diary unless he absolutely had to.
Tom's plan stalled, nearly collapsing. Voldemort at this age didn't exactly believe in destiny, but after dealing with Ron, he started to wonder.
Ironically, it was Ron's broken wand that saved them. Without it, he might have learned spells faster—giving Tom more power.
Eventually, the diary gathered enough magic to let Tom compel Ron to open the Chamber of Secrets. The basilisk's first appearance only petrified a cat. Tom used that to create fear.
He even forced Ron to strangle Hagrid's roosters—since their crowing could kill the basilisk. Hagrid was planning a chicken dish anyway, so didn't notice.
Ron started to realize something was wrong. He thought about telling Neville and Harley the truth, but feared Azkaban.
Meanwhile, Tom's magic was already warping his mind.
Then Neville found the diary. Ron panicked—worried Neville would be hurt like him—so he took it back and tossed it away. Malfoy later found it in the girls' bathroom.
Tom ranted for ages, finally blowing off steam. Then he smirked darkly.
"What a pity. Malfoy was easy to fool, but not worth as much as you, Neville. I could've controlled you—the boy who lived—my greatest rival. Such a waste."
Neville's anger burned hot. He'd fallen for Tom's act once, even suspected Hagrid!
"Why are you doing this?! Who are you really!?" Neville yelled.
"Don't worry, dear Neville." Tom smirked, waving Malfoy's wand. Letters formed in the air spelling "Tom Marvolo Riddle," then rearranged.
Neville's eyes went wide.
Tom leaned in, triumphant. "That's right, I am—wait..."
He froze. The letters spelled out "Mr. Tom, a dildo lover."