The Last Goodbye

Please……"

"I can not hear clearly."

"……I beg you……"

"good."

Riddle smiled in satisfaction, straightened up, kissed the guardian's forehead lightly, and rolled out of bed energetically, "Have a good rest and go take a shower." He hooked his hand and poured a glass of water Handed it to his panting guardian, "I'll take you to meet someone later, she can help us get Turing out." Seeing that the other party wanted to interject, Riddle stretched out a finger and gently pressed Harry's lips, " Don't worry, not even a single hair of his hair will be hurt."

ENIGMA, PARTII

1941

Alan Turing is very nervous right now.

He was very, very nervous, not even when he was defending his doctoral dissertation - the whole cafe was staring at his table.Milton Keynes is a small town with only tens of thousands of residents. Any unfamiliar face will receive the attention of the folks. What's more, these few people are dressed so fashionable and look so...

good looking.

Allen felt himself blushing.The residents of Milton Keynes felt that it was really worthwhile for them to come to have afternoon tea today.This little-known little cafe near Bletchley Park was overcrowded on the first weekend after the New Year.Today we welcomed three very beautiful foreigners here.If one of them had appeared alone, it probably wouldn't have caused such a commotion.But when beauties show up in droves, there’s a wonderful cheerleading effect where you feel like the space they’re in is lit up with their beauty.These few people sat in the corner on the southeast side of the cafe, not paying attention to the constant looking gazes from the residents of the town.

On the outermost side of the deck is a young man, or more precisely a boy.He looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, tall, and his childish face could not conceal his compelling handsomeness.With a head of jet-black hair, a pair of pitch-black eyes, coupled with that angular face, his handsomeness is like a newly sharpened knife edge, sharp yet elegant.His temperament is very capable, and his clothes are very simple.This simplicity, on the contrary, set off his sharp face and piercing black eyes.His attention has never left the person sitting next to him, chatting and laughing with him, looking at ease like an English gentleman.

The guy talking to the little handsome guy was also outstanding.He was older than the boy, and although his appearance was not as good as the former, he had a pair of exceptionally beautiful green eyes.They are embedded in his face like gems, and every frown and smile is shining with waves.Different from the temperament of the boy with a sharp knife out of the sheath, this young man looks extremely soft.Time has long worn away his youthfulness, but has not smoothed his vigor. This kind of maturity has added a different kind of charm to him.When he leaned on his chin with his hand, he looked lazily like a lion resting on the grassland on a sunny day.He's clearly the most popular of the bunch, though most of the time he's just a quiet listener.But no matter who offered to talk to him, he couldn't help but move closer, squinting those beautiful green eyes with pleasure.

Sitting across from the two men was a young woman.Unlike her refreshing and handsome friends, her temperament is as strong as French red wine, and her dress is also the most luxurious among the few.A dark red leather coat and leather gloves, with flesh-colored stockings and dark red lambskin boots.You can tell from this outfit alone that she will never come from war-torn Europe.A woman who can dress so exquisitely in this era must be a true American.The young woman turned her head from time to time, making eye contact with other people in the coffee shop.She has a pair of tender and sweet peach blossom eyes with a hint of green in gray, and each look contains thousands of amorous feelings.When she looks into your eyes, it will make you feel like you have betrayed your heart.

At this very moment, our great Cambridge mathematician, Alan Turing, is sitting with such a few stunning beauties.It stresses him out a lot.What made him even more stressed was that he sat next to that gorgeous young woman who kept trying to chat with him.

He's the worst at chatting with girls!

Having said that, he still admits that the big sister has a unique magic that allows him to keep talking to her in such a tense situation.The eldest sister understands his thoughts very well.Sometimes when he said the first half of a sentence, she would be able to answer the second half.While chatting, Allen unconsciously relaxed, and then the chat became more and more vigorous, and a lot of topics were raised on his own initiative.In the end, they talked speculatively for several hours before saying goodbye to each other reluctantly.

"How about it, Queenie?"

After seeing off the mathematician, Riddle looked at the young woman expectantly.

"It's done." Queenie playfully made an OK gesture, "He has such a good memory, he can't forget it. It's a pity that you didn't have the chance to see his thought palace. It's the most magnificent castle I've ever seen. Heen All the information related to Nigma has been copied out, let's go back and study first, if there is anything we don't understand, I will find a way to contact him."

"What would I do without you, Goddess." Riddle complimented naturally, and glanced proudly at Harry, who also looked at the two of them with great gratitude, "You are so... I don't even know how to thank you... ..."

"Don't be so polite." Queenie smiled sweetly, "Salazar's friend is my friend and Tina's friend." She paused for a moment, with a trace of pity in her eyes, "Unfortunately, we can't help you get rid of the crime for the time being. The Ministry of Magic and Wei Those people in Sengama... that's the way they act, and it's only going to hurt you for a while."

"Not at all." Harry said without hesitation, "Both of you and Albus are willing to bail me out, and it's too late for me to be grateful."

"You're so cute, Harry." Queenie looked at him lovingly, and then winked playfully at the teenager next to him, "You've got such a good eye." Riddle raised his eyebrows proudly, and that natural expression made Queenie laugh straight away.

The three of them turned into a shady corner talking and laughing, and then all disappeared with three puff puffs.

ENIGMA, PART III

1941

A week later in the morning, Harry received a call from Allen.The great mathematician asked him to go out alone to talk. Riddle was making breakfast, so the young man lightly put down the phone, walked to the stove, and hugged his ward from behind.The person hugged by him didn't turn his head back, but with a pocket of his index finger, the fried egg in the pan also turned over. Seeing that he didn't respond, Harry simply rested his head on his shoulder. Riddle finally laughed out loud.He turned his face slowly, raised one eyebrow slowly, "... I found that every time you ask me for something, you will become very obedient."

"It's not begging, it's a negotiation." Harry said so, but his movements were like a coquettish kitten, "Alan asked me out for a chat." Riddle waved his hand, the fire in the stove went out, fried eggs and bacon Obediently fell into the plate and floated to the dining table not far away, "If you are not in a hurry, go after breakfast." The green eyes behind him looked at him incredulously, "You are very refreshing today..."

"If you've been begging me so obediently..." Seeing the raised eyebrows of the other party, Riddle immediately changed his words, "If you've been so obediently asking for my opinion, I'll always be so forthright." With a wave of his hand, he gave The other party finished making tea, and the cup fell steadily into the young man's hand—every spell he cast was accurate to the millimetre. "You are such a genius." Harry couldn't help sighing, "Your wandless magic is already better than mine." Riddle smiled and pinched his chin, and lightly pecked his lips, "It's called green out of blue, Professor .”

The meeting place agreed with Allen was on a hill near Bletchley.At the beginning of the new year, there is no one inhabited here, and it is very deserted. When Harry arrived, the big mathematician was rubbing the snow on the ground into little snowballs with the toes of his leather shoes - it seemed that he had been here for a while.Hearing the noise, Alan raised his head and smiled at the other party with those smart black eyes. "Harry Potter," he stepped forward and hugged the green-eyed young man, "I think this is our farewell, isn't it?" ,"……bid farewell?"

"Why, are you still willing to stay with me?" Alan looked at Harry expectantly.The latter smiled softly, "Why, are you planning to fire me?"

"Don't be like this, you know what I'm talking about." Allen shook his head helplessly, and let go of the other's shoulder pretending to be cool, "I know you don't like me, Harry, I knew it from the beginning, come on It will be clearer when Zhou sees that person. I always thought that maybe if you don’t get what you want, you will stay with me for a while.”

Harry looked at him suspiciously.

"I know that you deliberately approached me for information about Bletchley Park, right?"

Harry frowned suspiciously.

"You're German, and you approached me on purpose to find out if the British had deciphered the Enigma, didn't you?"

Harry looked rather confused, "... Ernie what?"

"Stop pretending, Harry!" Alan suddenly grabbed his collar and glared at him fiercely, "