HP Bella's Lie

16- Detective Riddle

"Ma'am, I can see that you have someone on your mind. I'm not telling you the story of me and Shanni to prove anything, but just not to make the same mistakes. I hope you don't forget that you are the most important thing in your busiest time." people."

eh laughed again.

"But I don't need to say much about it, you've been wise enough to believe it."

"...No." Bella muttered thoughtfully, "eh, you reminded me..."

accompany.Lonely.

That man... is he lonely?

Bella never thought about it.

Everyone, regardless of enemies or companions, has already tacitly agreed that that person is heartless, will not be afraid, will not be afraid, will not be cowardly, and will not be sad.He seems to have already become a symbol, representing a kind of pure power or evil, he has no emotion, no pain, no weakness, like a powerful machine that never stops.

He...will be lonely too?

Before she died, Bella would have scoffed at this idea, firmly and proudly declared that the Dark Lord was omnipotent, that the Death Eaters would follow him to the death, and that the Dark Lord would never be alone!

But... seeing the orphanage, seeing the old injuries all over Riddle's body, witnessing the red circles under his eyes under the fireworks of the ski resort...

Bella realizes that he is alone.

At least, as a child, he experienced pain and sorrow, so he had the perception of love and hate.

At least he has all the normal emotions and emotions of a human being.

At least, people will be alone.

As long as she is alive, she will always be with him and never abandon him.

But... when she died?

Bella had to think about this problem.

Back home, Bella pulls out the Time-Turner that she carries around with her these days.

In the cracked glass hourglass, the sand representing time is only a pinch the size of a fingernail, huddled in a corner of the bottom, looking very pitiful.

"time is limited……"

She murmured unconsciously.

I remember when I first came here, the amount of sand was three times as much as it is now.

The last time I looked at it, it was still the size of a wine bottle cap. After more than half a year, there was only so much left.

The initial doubts, with the passage of time and the accumulation of recorded data, have now been basically confirmed, and each grain of sand represents a period of her existence.

As much sand is left, she has as much time.

According to the amount it shows now, she has less than a year left.

After that, she didn't care anymore whether it was death or another time that awaited her.

Since it was already a doomed result, she just wanted to do her best to pave the way for him.

I had already made up my mind.

Already had nothing to fear.

But eh's words gave her a hint——

Will her leaving...bring him pain?

If she could endure any pain she inflicted on herself, she couldn't bear the slightest pain inflicted on Riddle.

It doesn't matter what the world is like, what my life is like.

Only wish you the best.

It wasn't some fanatical martyrdom; Bella just wanted to do it.Only by doing so, can her unquenchable love be relieved a little bit.

Give him all the world she can get, until death pulls her away.

But... what happens when she dies?She couldn't help thinking that at that time, no one would wake him up, no one would wait for him to have dinner at home, no one would celebrate his birthday... no one would accompany him to spend every day in the future day and night.

Even if he will become stronger and stronger, he can stand at the top without her help, and be admired or feared by everyone.All she saw was the back of the boy alone on a snowy New Year's Eve.

It's not that he can't make friends, he just refuses anyone to walk into his heart.

But after she walked in by chance, she had to leave him alone and face a wider loneliness.

She began to fear death.

Just because he will suffer more than her.

When Riddle returned home, Bella had already sorted out her emotions and made a sumptuous dinner waiting for him.

"Go and wash your hands, I made your favorite fried pork chops today."

After obediently washing his hands, Riddle sat down at the dining table and looked at the delicacies on the table: "It feels like the recent dinner has become more and more rich... Is it my illusion?"

Bella smiled lightly: "It's not an illusion. You are growing your body, just eat more."

Riddle stared at her probingly, then nodded seriously: "There is a conspiracy."

Bella said with a straight face, "Okay, let's eat quickly."

"Yes Yes."

After dinner, Riddle walked into the bedroom carrying a stack of books.

Bella stared at the door for a while, then returned to her bedroom, took out the time-turner, and carefully counted the remaining gravel under the light one by one.

A total of 46 capsules.Roughly estimated, each grain of sand represents a week's time.

She has 46 weeks to live.

Clutching the time converter tightly in her hand, Bella activated the Portkey set on it.

The navel seemed to be hooked by a powerful hook, and after a moment of dizziness, she appeared in an attic.

The walls of this attic are filled with shelves that reach to the roof layer by layer, and countless small porcelain bottles are neatly placed on them, which seem to be numbered and arranged in a certain order.

A ladder graciously floated over to Bella's feet. Bella counted the shelves as she climbed up, and then stopped in front of a certain shelf, swept all the bottles on it, and sent them to the ground with a floating spell. On the low table.

Climbing down the ladder, Bella sat down on the chair and began filling the bottles, bottle by bottle.Each vial is filled with a memory and sent to its original shelf in sequence.

This is when she gradually realized that time was running out, and began to work on a regular basis every day.

Put every common sense, knowledge and event in the future that I know into the memory bottle, so as to truly give him the identity of the owner of the old house.

According to the estimate of the remaining time, average to the amount of memory per day.She's nearly halfway through so far.

In addition, Muggle assets arranged eh; the identity of the killer 'Black Lady' will be discarded.

She had prepared everything for him, but she lacked herself to accompany him.

Eh said it was at that moment that he realized what he was missing.

At that moment, Bella realized what she had overlooked.

--accompany.

Be with the people who matter most.

From the time she followed him, she had fought for this goal.All her bravery and fearlessness on the battlefield, all her admiration and nervousness in front of him, all her painstaking planning and fighting spirit since her death and now are all for this simple purpose.

She is not afraid of her loneliness and pain, even if she is in hell, she is not afraid of death.

But he was so afraid of the loneliness and pain he might experience from losing her that he threw away his armor.

To... find someone for him to accompany him.

To find someone who can walk into his heart instead of him... someone who can replace him and accompany him for the rest of his life.

……

Riddle rubbed his brows to relieve the soreness in his eyes.

He subconsciously touched his hand, but it was in vain.

— Bella didn't come to deliver water today.

Riddle remembered the unusual sound of shattering glass that day.Bella said that the water glass on the table fell to the ground, and it had recovered before she arrived.

He felt strange at the time, but he was still not sure—because the water in the cup was still well contained in it, and there was no water stain on the ground.Can magic be able to return water to the cup without leaking it?He couldn't be sure.

—But Bella didn't need to lie to him because of this.

Confidence in Bella shattered his speculations.After suffering all night, the next day Riddle went to the old house's library to seek evidence.

Now, he was quite sure that Bella had lied.

At least it wasn't the water glass that was broken that day, but something else.

But this is too insignificant after all, he only left doubts in his heart, and didn't go any further.

But looking back carefully now, it seems that Bella became a little abnormal almost from that time.These anomalies are nothing more than a lot of trivial things, such as more and more sumptuous dinners, the good night kiss that has become a routine for some time... Also, Bella is always very quiet at this time of the day, locked in the bedroom and not knowing what to do.

These little things didn't attract Riddle's attention at first, but as they accumulated, he gradually noticed something unusual.

If it started with the concealed and broken thing, then it is necessary to delve into what it is.

First of all, it is certain that it is a fragile product, it should be a glass product.Secondly, its size is small, but not too small. It should be large enough to be placed on the table, can be easily transferred in the hand, and it will make a loud enough noise when it falls on the ground.

So now there are two possibilities, one is that it is ordinary itself, but some kind of magic—such as a port key—is applied to make it special; the second is that it is a special glass product itself.

If it was the first type, then considering that Bella had enough time to destroy the body, there was no need for her to use a water glass as a cover at all, and she could directly show him the thing that had been restored to its original state.

So it must be the second type, and he can tell it's different at a glance.

In this way, most of the glass products in the house can be excluded.All that remains are a handful of glass objects...

Relying on his photographic memory, Riddle searched his memory for every glass object of reasonable size in the house.

It should be something that is not very common... Maybe he only saw it once, and it should not have been seen since the smashing incident... In that case, it's not that... Not that...

After investigating step by step, one thing appeared in Riddle's mind in the end——

It's it!