[HP Doujin] 1943

December arrived in a howling cold wind.On a drowsy afternoon with very low temperature, I went to Hogsmeade village with Ida, Carl and Chris without any interest.At the noisy Three Broomsticks, I took off my thick cloak, Ida and Chris went to the bar to buy four glasses of butterbeer, struggled through the crowd, and squeezed to a round table in the corner to sit down.

Ada and I have made up.I don't even remember how we got back together, because there were so many little quarrels between us, and I didn't bother to keep in mind the number of times she lost her temper.Ada's mind is more delicate, and I don't care about many things, so conflicts often arise over trivial matters, but we always return to normal within a few days.

"Don't you think that's kind of weird?" Ada said thoughtfully, sipping her beer.

"What's weird?" I asked her.

She jerked her chin up across the bar, and I saw Tom Riddle sitting around with a small group of his followers.

"The thing with Riddle and Margaret," she said, "looks like he's not dating her but recruiting."

Chris also stretched his neck to look over, and made a tsk-tsk sound in his mouth.

"Looks like the Riddle party is growing," he said, pointing his finger at the group sitting next to Tom Riddle, and said in a joking tone, "Blake, Rozier, Avery , Lestrange, Malfoy, Randall. These surnames combined are enough to rule the wizarding world!"

"Now Slytherin House is finally at peace. Those arrogant and domineering people who once opposed Riddle have all transferred to his position. Only Merlin knows what he is capable of and can control these people. said Carl.

"Not everyone," Ada said. "Tony Randall would never join his gang."

When Ada spoke, there was a hint of pride in her tone.

"This silly girl," I thought, glancing at her.I knew her feelings for Tony in my heart, she had been infatuated with him since the first grade.I know Tony doesn't take Ida seriously.Not because he didn't like Ida, but because he wasn't too interested in any girls, preferring to collect broomsticks and play Quidditch.But even if Tony wants to find a girlfriend, Ada has little chance of winning. She is just a child from an ordinary wizard family, and Tony is the only male heir of the Landauer family, unless the sun comes out from the west, Julian Landau You will agree with him to marry a girl who has no lintel.

Of course, I will definitely not tell Ada this.She is different from me. She grew up in a warm and stable family. She has never experienced any storms since she was a child. She cannot bear such a blow.

The four of us are always very happy when we are together. After Chris and Carl finished talking about the "Riddle Party", they began to chat about Professor Dumbledore's paper on Transfiguration. While talking, suddenly, her eyes passed over my shoulder, becoming confused and empty.

I turned around and saw Tony kissing a girl with blond curly hair.That girl was Olive Hornby from our dorm.

"I'm sorry," Ada said, standing up uncontrollably, knocking over a chair. "Don't follow me," she warned me, and rushed out of the bar.

"Ada!" I yelled at her back, trying to catch up with her without hesitation, but Karl stopped me.

"Hey," he said, "leave her alone, she wants to be alone for a while."

Chris' face is not very good-looking, I know he has always cared about Ida, the two of them have grown up as neighbors together, but it's a pity that Ada has always only had Tony in his eyes.

However, both Carl and Chris knew that once my temper surged, no one could stop me.So they didn't stop me when I pushed Carl away and stood up.They just thought I would go after Ida, but what they didn't expect was that I pulled out my wand and blew up the beer bottles in front of Tony and Olive.

Several people screamed at the same time.

"Lizzie? What's wrong with you?" Olive said angrily, looking at me.Her well-made golden curls were covered with broken glass, and there were several red wounds on her fair face.

"There is nothing wrong with me, you are the one who is sick." I said sarcastically.

"What are you doing?!" Olive almost growled.

The whole bar fell silent, everyone stared at us dumbfounded, and some were watching the show with interest on their faces.

"I'm blowing up your beer bottle, can't you see that?" I said.

Many people burst out laughing.

Olive probably has never seen me like a rascal in her entire life. She was trembling with my anger, and her face turned pale.She looked to Tony for help, and Tony looked very embarrassed.

"Tony!" she said to him, "what are you talking about!"

"Lizzie," he said to me with a dry cough, "you go out with me and talk."

It was very windy outside, but it hadn't started to rain yet. Tony dragged me to the side of the path outside the village where there were no people before stopping.The sky was gloomy, and thick clouds piled up in midair. Not far away, the astronomical spire of Hogwarts was buried in the dark gray clouds.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked me.

"I hate Olive Hornby," I said.

Tony frowned in confusion, looking at his expression, he seemed a little unable to follow my train of thought.

"Who is Olive Hornby?" he asked at last.

I looked at him with a ghostly expression on my face and told him, "It's the girl who kissed you just now."

"Oh," he said, "I don't know her."

I looked at him speechlessly, and managed to squeeze out a few words between my teeth: "You won."

"What happened to you just now?" Tony returned to the topic just now, "In a bad mood?"

"No," I said simply, "I'm going back to the castle."

"Wait a minute." Tony grabbed my wrist and pulled me to his side, looking at me with his deep blue eyes.Just at this moment, a soft snowflake fell from the sky and landed on his beautiful dark golden eyelashes.

"I'm not in a good mood today either," he said.

"Because of Margaret?" I asked.

He nodded.

"What the hell is going on?" I asked. "Did you know something about Riddle's plot? Why didn't you tell me?"

The snowflakes are getting denser and denser, gradually blurring my vision.Tony looked at me silently for a long time, and finally just patted my shoulder and said in a deep voice, "It's snowing heavily, let's go back."

I stared at him for a long time, and said slowly, "Okay, you just wait and see. One day I will find out by myself."

"Lizzie..." Tony said, with a strange hint of sadness and helplessness in his voice, "It seems that you really can't let go, can you?"

I was so angry that I didn't delve into what he meant by this nonsensical remark.

When I got back to school, I couldn't find Ada in the common room or dormitory, so I went to the library alone with a bunch of textbooks to do my homework.I dived into the paper, forced myself to forget about these annoying things, and by the time I finished writing the 7-inch disarming spell paper, it was dark.I raised my wrist to check the time, 08:30.

"Damn it," I cursed, I missed dinner time!

I feel terrible, so I'm going to find someone to take it out on.I held a few books and pretended to return them, walked to the invisible bookshelf area, quietly aimed my wand at Mr. Angus, the librarian, and whispered, "Disarm."

With a whoosh, his wand flew away from him, hitting the ceiling.He jumped up and growled at the Gryffindor students who were sketching around a celestial model.

While I was snickering, a hand pressed my shoulder from behind.I turned in horror, and saw Tom Riddle's black robe and clean white shirt, open at the chest.

I never dreamed that he would appear in front of me so suddenly, so real, so within reach.

I looked at him with my mouth wide open, so surprised that I even forgot what to say.

"Hello, Elizabeth." He looked at me calmly, with a strand of black hair hanging down on his handsome forehead, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with an invisible smile.

My sanity gradually came back.

"The last time we met, someone seemed to say that he wasn't interested in being friends with me." I said sarcastically.

"I'm still not interested in being friends with you." He said happily.

I became angry and cursed a series of obscenities: "Get out of here! You son of a bitch—"

"Hush—" he smiled and made a silent gesture to me, "or I'm going to scream, Elizabeth Bradley knocked Mr. Angus' wand away—"

He raised his voice slightly, and I was so frightened that I stood on tiptoe and covered his mouth with my hand.

"Shut up!" I said to him every word, then pushed him away, turned and left.

"Wait a minute, I have something to tell you," he said, taking two steps forward.

I turned around and looked at him, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"I saw you at the Three Broomsticks this afternoon," he said flatly, looking down at me. "What's going on between you and Tony Randall?"

"It's none of your business." I expressed my truest thoughts at the moment with the most concise and powerful language.

He grabbed my arm and pressed my back against the bookshelf, sneered and said, "Stay away from him."

I looked at him for a while, then couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

His expression looked even more sullen. "What are you laughing at?" he asked impatiently.

"Tony told me to stay away from you, you want me to stay away from Tony, but neither of you will tell you what happened." I said in one breath, "You two are so self-righteous, you think you are better than me. The other party is much better, actually, let me tell you, you are all the same bastards."

"Why do you insult me ​​like this, Elizabeth? You clearly know the degree of bastard, how can Tony Randall compare with me, he is an aboveboard person."

"You are simply shameless!"

He looked down at me, a slight smile flashed in his dark eyes.At first I thought he was angry, but he just said softly, "You're absolutely right."

His breath was very close to me, and my heartbeat gradually became faster.He bent over me slowly, and I saw my brown eyes and lashes reflected in his pupils.

I turned my face and saw the window covered with icicles.The evening wind blew through the cracks in the glass, making a whine.He was getting closer and closer to me, and whispered softly in my ear: "Elizabeth, do you know that you are very beautiful?"

I stared at him dumbfounded.

He stretched out his hand, brushed the hair around my ear with his slender fingers, and took out a book with a black cover from behind me.

He stood up straight, shook the book in his hand to me, and smiled as if nothing happened: "You blocked the book I was going to take."

He put one hand in his pocket, turned and walked away.I was still in the same place, unable to recover for a long time.

It took me a while to realize that the conversation between the two of us hadn't made any progress at all, but instead made my already chaotic thoughts even more confused.

******

I was given a week's confinement by Professor Elliott for attacking Olive.

Christmas that year was spent among mountains of homework.Of course I wasn't going back to Leicester Street for the holidays, Ida, Chris and Carl had all gone home, and I was the only one left in the dormitory.Myrtle left me a big bag full of various flavors of fruit jelly before he left.In fact, Myrtle has been a lot nicer to me since I blew up Olive's beer bottle.

The Ravenclaw common room is a very comfortable and pleasant place when no one is around, so I basically spend my days here in my pajamas, doing homework, eating various snacks, and never wanting to go out .

In fact, there is another reason why I don't go out, and that is that I don't want to meet Tom Riddle in the library or the auditorium.There are not many people staying in the school, and people who are rarely encountered are always seen as soon as they look up, which is really unbearable.

At that time, I had vaguely guessed that Tom Riddle had organized a group of followers who were devoted to him in Slytherin, but what I never expected was that this group of followers was not a random student organization, They have their own names and their own discipline, and no one can make fun of it.What I didn't expect was that Tony told me not to get close to Riddle, and the reason why Riddle told me not to get close to Tony was actually the same: they didn't want me to see the truth of the matter.

It's just that I was too young at that time, and I didn't know that some things should be stopped in moderation.If you have to investigate everything to the end, you will not only hurt yourself, but also hurt others in the end.Nothing in this world goes according to my own plan. When the cruel facts hit me hard, I realized a truth: all impulsiveness and stupidity in the world have to pay a cruel price.