[HP]Love and Hogwarts

After all, he had not recovered his strength and lacked confidence. Tom Riddle closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, he returned to his noble, gentle and polite appearance.

"I don't know why you would have such a dream, but I would never do such a thing." He said slightly coldly. Then he chuckled and took another step towards Kahn. Now the distance between them was truly one step away.

Through the light of the oil lamp, he could clearly see that Kahn was unprepared for his approach. Even the arc of his eyes and the frequency of his breathing were as calm as a dead person.

"There are too many problems. I can only tell you that it won't hurt." Like an old friend he has known for many years, he said seductively with a familiar tone: "It's raining hard. You're all wet. Come on, come closer and stand." Under the umbrella – I have a lot of things I need to talk to you about.”

He raised the black umbrella with a slender handle in his hand, took a step closer to Kahn again, and enveloped her under the umbrella. The space under the umbrella was narrow, and his arm holding the umbrella handle gently brushed Kahn's shoulder, passing on a brief warm body temperature.

The rain washed over the umbrella and then slid down to form a series of water curtains, creating a closed space for them on this rainy night. In this space, their breathing and presence were infinitely magnified.

"Does the body made of magic also have body temperature? It's amazing." Kahn touched his shoulder that he just touched and asked appreciatively. There was no emotion or discomfort caused by his proximity.

"Other people don't know, but I obviously do." After hearing what he liked to hear, Tom's face visibly improved. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Kahn's face with his long fingers.

His body temperature was just right, neither hot nor cold, but as warm and dry as the bed when he first woke up in winter. Kahn subconsciously tilted his head and buried his head in his hand and rubbed it. By three seconds, it wasn't until she was done that she realized she was now a human being, not an animal body that could do whatever she wanted.

Tom seemed to be surprised by her movement, his hand paused in the air and did not move for a long time. It was only when Kahn calmly raised his head and met his eyes that he realized and took his hand back.

"It's warm. You're awesome." Kahn nodded to him and said expressionlessly.

"——Thank you." Tom said after a moment of silence: "Kahn, do you like Hogwarts?"

"Of course." Kahn replied immediately without hesitation, "Tom, you are a smart man, but you still ask such stupid questions. How do I look like someone who doesn't love Hogwarts?" She thought to herself. She looked at him with concealed condemnation.

Tom ignored her look and said, "Speaking of which, you and I have a lot in common. We were both born in poverty. We were both orphans and grew up in Muggle orphanages. More importantly, we are both from Slytherin and are smart. He is extraordinary and good at confusing people." He bowed his waist slightly, lowered his head and whispered softly into Kahn's ear.

His breath hit his earlobe, causing an itch. Kahn pushed him away, rubbed his ears, and carefully looked at him from top to bottom a few times, and then said, "Indeed, we are still growing. Just as good-looking, I remember Hannah told me when I was very young that my mother must be the top dancer in the Jinke Street Dance Hall, otherwise she would not have given birth to such an outstanding child."

Kahn has always been very self-aware about his appearance. Although she has never thought about using it for anything, and she doesn't care about her appearance, she is born with more attention and favor than ordinary people. She is not a fool who can't feel it. This is her innate condition, just like her Just like magic, as long as it is easy to use, she will not be stingy about using it.

Tom didn't feel at all that there was anything wrong with her words, that they were not in line with the modest qualities advocated by the mainstream. After all, he had always had this idea. Although he didn't like his face, it was really convenient to rely on it.

"You see, we are so similar. The biggest difference is that I was 50 years ago and you are 50 years later." He straightened his back and said softly and slowly: "But fate has made up for the biggest difference between us. You picked me up." , we meet in this era.

The world has been waiting for such an opportunity; Kahn, you are different from the Hogwarts students led by Albus Dumbledore. They are cowardly and incompetent. Even Slytherin is now too weak to be seen. I've been watching you, only you... We are a match made in heaven, let's work together - in the near future, I will give you everything you want to have. "

Although Kahn did not speak, his face was full of reluctance and disapproval.

"I only agree that my wand is a match made in heaven." After holding on for a few seconds, she couldn't help but refuted his words in a low voice.

"..." So you didn't hear any of the other words, right?

The vein in Tom's forehead jumped, but he quickly hid it again. Be calm, he said to himself in his mind, he can't kill her, she is still useful, she is needed for resurrection, and when he regains his identity as Voldemort, he will also need a talented subordinate; compared with talents, these characteristics of character Small faults are nothing to mention, they are just common faults of geniuses. As long as they work well in the future, they will be a useful and sharp tool.

After comforting himself, Tom looked at Kahn as if he were a subordinate. His eyes gradually became kinder, and he even began to think that her personality was quite good. The indifference and attitude of ignoring everyone that she inadvertently showed was the most important thing. Yes, she still has a smart brain and sufficient strength. If she had been born in his era, maybe they would have become friends.

"No one wants to separate you from your wand," said Tom. "I mean the other way around, that we're a good match."

——The expression on Kahn’s face became even more disapproving.

"Okay, what do you think?" Tom changed the topic and asked her again.

Kahn put down the wet cloak hat, revealing her blond hair that was like flowing honey under the flickering firelight. After taking off the hat, she took out her wand and adjusted the firelight in the oil lamp again. After all this was done, she began to seriously consider what Tom had said.

In fact, it doesn't matter if she agrees, but why should she cause trouble to herself. Tom is obviously brewing some big conspiracy. He must be very busy around him. In his spare time, he has to be bossed around by someone like him who no one can look down on.

In this regard, he was in no way comparable to Dumbledore. Not only did Dumbledore give her a lot of pocket money and never let her work, he also allowed her to live in Hogwarts for free and learn wonderful magic.

Thoughts were swirling in his mind, and Kahn said: "Since it is cooperation, let's listen to your goals first."

Tom's fake smile deepened, "It's very simple. I need a body, not this fake one, but a real body to accommodate me. I want you to help me resurrect." He took the simplest step and told Kahn , concealing the idea that he is Voldemort and will destroy Hogwarts in the future.

"You think too highly of me." Kahn shook his head. No matter how powerful she was, she still couldn't have the ability to resurrect the dead after two years of schooling.

"I'm ready for this step. You just need to make some small sacrifices, but it won't hurt you much." Tom said.

"I don't believe it." Kahn honestly expressed his inner thoughts.

——Or kill him, Tom thought to himself.

As he thought, the wind and rain around him seemed to get stronger. Through the umbrella, Kahn sensitively heard a faint movement near the black lake. The movement was not the sound of nature, but a kind of sound. A more artificial, predictable action sound.

"I heard that your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor last semester was Voldemort in disguise. What do you think of him?" Tom did not persuade her to join in cooperation, but suddenly brought up another topic. It's not surprising that he knew this. When he could turn into a human, he probably didn't know the inside and outside of Hogwarts hundreds of times.

"Professor Quirrell?" Kahn didn't care about his sudden change of topic and paid some attention to her surroundings. She blinked and thought about it, "He likes garlic very much. The Voldemort on his head must also like garlic. Otherwise, how could I endure being wrapped in a garlic-smelling headscarf every day?" She said with certainty and confidence.

Tom's handsome face was slightly distorted, losing its due elegance and restraint.

"he does not like!"

He threw the umbrella aside fiercely and took a few steps back. What appeared in his place was a pair of huge eyes shining yellow in the dark night. One of its eyes was much larger than Kahn's entire body, and At this time, the two eyes were staring at her, and their mouths were making a hissing sound.

Kahn closed his eyes in preparation and did not look at the basilisk. At the same time, he was still a little confused. Didn't they have a good chat with him just now? Why did he suddenly take action? Is he a fanatical Death Eater fan of Voldemort? So when I heard that Voldemort liked to be wrapped in a garlic-scented turban, my image collapsed? ...Well, her analysis seems to make sense.

"I admire you very much. I'll give you another chance, Kahn. You know the right choice." Tom, like a slender ghost standing behind the basilisk, knew that Kahn was constantly under the basilisk's gaze. He couldn't even open his eyes, so he didn't rush to make the basilisk attack. Instead, he calmly combed his hair with his fingers in the rain.

"You seem to think you have won." After identifying which direction he was speaking, Kahn turned to face him and said.

"I don't think so, dear." Tom manipulated the basilisk into a small attack on Kahn. The tip of its tail hit her right arm holding the wand. Under the heavy blow, the wand instantly fell out of Kahn's hand. , flew down to Tom's feet.

"Look, even your wand has abandoned you." He said with a smile, bent down, picked up the wand, and started playing with it.

"Don't stir up feelings between me and my wand." Kahn shook his right arm that was hit just now, and his intact left hand touched the tail of the basilisk next to him - without the owner's order, it Just stay where you are.

The smile disappeared from Tom's face, and he stopped playing with his wand and frowned deeply.