[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

I hate my mother...

Tom studied her features and didn't feel very surprised. In the book, there are many stories about middle-aged children resenting their older children and children hating their parents. After reading it over and over again, either one of them is really sick and unbearable, or else, he has lived as the shadow of the other for too long. , so long that it becomes dim and nameless, evil thoughts cannot help but arise in the gaps in the human heart.

He didn't know which one it was, and wasn't really interested. Outsiders have never been able to mediate this kind of thing. As for the two parties involved, one has turned into a ghost, and the other has long been reduced to ashes. Thousands of years have passed, and the intertwined love and hate have long been a rotten mess. No.

"Respect your wishes, madam." Tom nodded to her and changed the angle of questioning, "I want to know, what do you know about the Dark Lord?"

Ms. Gray raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Is this what you really want to know?" She fell to the ground, her exquisite robe trailing behind her.

"I thought it was Dumbledore and the Saviors' job to track down the Dark Lord," she said.

If she didn't know the answer to this question, she wouldn't be on the ground. Tom's heart sank, but he wanted a clear answer.

"So, the Dark Lord did get the whereabouts of the crown from you?" he asked.

"You look very confident." She said nonchalantly, "Let's make a deal." There was another sneer on Mrs. Gray's lips, "If you want to get the answer to your question from me, you have to make a deal for me. thing."

Tom stroked his wand and said, "Tell me about it."

"I want you to kill Slytherin's Bloody Balor."

Mrs. Gray said, lifting up her cloak, revealing a black wound on her white chest.

"He has been in love with me for a long time," she said with a sneer, "if that can be considered love - because he hated me for rejecting him, so he became violent and left this fatal wound on my body."

"Living people swear to court, after all, they also say 'until death do us part,'" she said with disgust, "And what kind of retribution is this for me? It has been more than a thousand years, and even death can't let me get rid of him."

"His dead fish-like eyes were always peeping at me from the corner, and his remorseful look made me sick to my core! I passed through walls after walls, and I flew across floors. Another flight of stairs just to get away from him, but he kept following me..."

"This is my mother's revenge on me..." Ms. Gray screamed with hatred: "Kill him! Kill him! Blood for blood, life for life!"

"I deeply sympathize with your situation, madam." Tom really didn't expect that there was such a story behind it. If what she said was true, then she would have been secretly discussed by students who knew little about her and the Bloody Barrow over the years. A pair of resentful couples would probably be disgusted enough.

but……

"You said this was your mother's revenge?"

She took a deep breath, calmed down, and said, "I stole her crown. I wanted to be smarter and more famous than my mother. So I ran away with the crown."

Tom didn't know how he had won her trust, so he erred on the side of caution and just listened.

"They say that my mother never admitted that the tiara was missing. She kept pretending that it was still there. She even hid her loss from the other founders of Hogwarts and hid my terrible betrayal."

"My tolerant mother makes me even more arrogant." She laughed self-deprecatingly. "What's more, even if I secretly used the crown, I didn't gain any fame, let alone prove that I was smarter and more capable than her. It’s famous.”

"Then she got sick—very sick, and she desperately wanted to see me one last time. Of course I didn't want to," she whispered. "Of course I didn't," she repeated dreamily.

"What's that? Let her find peace in the end and unilaterally decide to forget everything in the past? I can't do it, I can't get through it. I would rather die and become a ghost than cross that door and see it again. Give her a look."

"So she sent Barrow to find me. She knew he was a hot-tempered bigot who would never give up until he found me. Barrow," she sneered again, "his brains are not enough. To find my trace, of course it was my wise and good mother who revealed the clue to him."

"She is the smartest witch in the world. How could she not know Barrow? How could she not know that I would reject him? Everything was just as she expected. I first refused to go back with him, and then refused his advances. , so he got angry and took out the murder weapon he had prepared - what an interesting courtship, a courtship with a murder weapon at all times!"

"With just one blow, he stabbed me to death. Then he picked up the weapon that was already stained with my blood and killed himself. How ingenious was my mother's revenge. She gave me life without any trace of it. Take it back without mercy, for the rest of my life, no, from birth to death, I will never be able to escape her control."

"I don't hate her for controlling my death. This is just retribution for my betrayal. But Barrow, that annoying Barrow, I've really had enough of him." Ms. Gray lowered her head and looked at Tom, translucent His long hair fell down the side of his face, "Kill him! You will get the answer you want."

"I'm sorry, madam, but please forgive me for reminding you that he is already a ghost. How can one kill a dead man?"

"But you have your own way." Ms. Gray had regained her composure and smiled mysteriously at him. "You are a very cautious boy, but there are eyes everywhere in the castle."

Tom's finger on the wand suddenly tightened.

"Is this a threat?"

"No, it's just a friendly advice." Ms. Gray said in a flustered voice, "A friendly deal. I don't like the Dark Lord, and I'm not interested in Dumbledore. I'm just a dead soul who wanders away from other things. This is a good deal." For you, this is the perfect trading partner, right?"

"You can choose to try to blackmail me," she said quietly, "or you can choose to make a deal with me. The choice is yours."

She spelled out the option of coercion, which left Tom hesitant.

"How can I ensure that you will fulfill your promise?" He looked up at her and asked, "If your obsession disappears and you just choose to cross that door——"

"That man is not enough to become my obsession." She said contemptuously, "If you can really kill him, you can certainly ensure that I will fulfill my promise. The worst is to return to the first option, no ?"

"Life is a big gamble. Do you want to make a bet?"

"Let us make a contract, ma'am." Tom drew his wand. "You tell me truthfully anything I want to know, and in exchange I will find a way to solve your problem."